Deception

At First Sight

It's all to familiar, with everything reminded them of that day. The day they left Stiles. Everything was almost exactly how they remembered it and things actually happened like before as well.

Like before they were noticed and caught by the sorcerous with an image of shields on their belts.

Unlike before Derek actually asked for him and his pack to be lead to the Lord of Mind.

"He has something of ours" He growled, eyes flashing red.

The sorcerous took no notice but they figured there wasn't any harm in following the werewolves request, they would have taken them to the Lord of Mind anyway.

The path was exactly the same as before. There treatment much rougher than before. Derek realised after the forth time he'd been pushed to the ground accidentally that they must have actually been withholding their hatred of werewolves when Stiles had been there.

It was strange thinking they'd been protected and treated better because they had a human with them, it was usually the other way around.

They were taken to the same place as before. Every step felt odd, every step was closer to Stiles...

They would soon see him...

Derek wondered what had happened to him, living here? Derek smiled to himself, Stiles would  be great full to see them, they'd be able to save him from this place.

The familiar doors loomed overhead. They where inside the facility. Waiting to see the Lord of Mind.

They didn't have to wait long.

"The Lord of Mind will see you now" A female voice came from the room.

Derek glanced at the Core Mind sorcerous, they seemed to find something amusing and where grinning and smirking at each other.

"Have fun and good luck. You and your pack of dogs will be going in alone" One of the sorcerous said, smirking broadly and then the sorcerous left. Leaving then alone, unlike last time.

Derek wondered if the Lord of Mind would remember them.

He went first and his pack, who had kept silent since they had walked into this realm, followed after him.

Immediately...something was wrong.

Derek noticed it as soon as he stepped into the room. Something in the air?

The feeling grow as he looked down the room. Two figures, standing in front of the pack, watching them.

A women that Derek did not recognise and that must be the Lord of Mind, it had been three years since they had last met so he wasn't sure but something seemed different?

Something about the Lord of Minds stature and the fact that he was wearing a hood, unlike last time his cloak came over his face, blocking his face from view.

The women stepped forward.

"I am Madam Rucia and you shall address me as such"

She looked at Derek coldly.

"We already know why you are here, alpha"

Derek did not like this women at all. His gaze narrowed on her as he said stiffly "And why are you speaking for your Lord?"

Something flickered across Madam Rucia's expression that Derek couldn't identify.

However...

"There was an accident, with some of his energy a while ago. It was to do with him using his voice as a weapon. It back fired I must say, since then it would be best that the Lord only speaks when he needs to" Madam Rucia said stiffly.