Deception

Suceeding Plan and The Triumpthant Smile

Scott ran in the direction that Deaton had been thrown in, only just hearing Stiles say angrily "Why can't you people just let me do my job!"

Scott ignored him, he had no idea what Stiles was talking about but Deaton's life was more important.

He soon found Deaton, lying at a awkward angle against the tree. He was alive, thank goodness but having trouble keeping his eyes open. His body bruised and covered in scratches, some blood leaking into the floor.

"Deaton!" Scott shouted out loud.

He quickly reached down to pull Deaton but he grabbed Scotts hand.

"No!" He choked out "You need to stop Stiles!"

"Deaton, what is going on?!" Scott asked carefully, looking over his mentor concerned.

"I-I figured out what his plans where about an hour ago and rushed here to tell you. He-he lied to you Scott, his not taking away the Nemetons power, his using its power to connect it to the sorcerous world"

Scott just shook his head, confused.

"What are you saying?"

"Using the nemetons power their portal will expand and grow, engulfing all the land the Nemeton is connected too!"

Scott refused to believe it, why would Stiles want to do something like that? He-

"Listen to me Scott!" Deacons grasp became tighter.

"Stiles is not helping you, he is using the Nemetons power to expand his own District!"

Scott stared into Deatons eyes, there was nothing but truth in them, fear, desperation and truth. He couldn't deny it, no matter how much he wanted too.

"You know, you wolves are just irritating me now" Stiles said coldly.

They were strung up, hanging in mid air. Erica and Derek looked suspiciously like they were being strangled at the same time as being suspended in mid air.

"Stiles!"

He turned towards Scott, who had run into the clearing, glaring at him.

"Don't do this!" He pleaded.

Stiles sneered, eyes flashing gold warningly "Would you like to join them too?!"

"No, look-" Scott walked closer, holding up his hands in surrender.

"You don't want to do this, earth, this place, is your home!"

Isaac yelled out, watching Erica and Derek turn pale "What is going on? Scott?!"

"Deaton told me everything" Scott said, walking closer to Stiles.

Stiles eye narrowed slightly but he did not do anything, just watching him carefully.

"I'm sure he did" Stiles replied but his tone was dripping with sarcasm.

"What did he tell you Scott? I am sure he told you what I am trying to do but did he tell you why? No? I'm so sure he didn't leave those details out"

Scott stopped advancing, listening closely.

Maybe... Deaton could have been wrong, maybe this was just all a misunderstanding?

"If I don't do this. My world will die, I am a sorcerer now, whether you like it or not. It is my world. The Silver Soul drains it"

He looked up at Boyd.

"You saw what it does to my world. You saw how everything was slowly dying. You saw through the glamour. My world is sick. And the only way to fix it, is using the Nemeton. Giving the Silver Soul more land to drain, it will restore the life it took once it has more land then it will start over again"