The Evolved

Perdition

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Scott and Isaac stood outside of Matt's flat, listening in on a phone call he was having. He was arguing someone on the other line, telling them in hushed tones they messed up. Telling them that what they did wasn't in the plans. Matt's heartbeat was off the charts and Scott could smell the anxiety wafting off him from outside.

"Who so you think he's fighting with?" Scott shrugged, eyebrows raising. "Duke?"

"Maybe." Scott replied. "Lets find out." Scott lead the way up to the door of Matt's flat. Scott rolled his shoulders and without warning kicked in the door. Isaac smirked and brushed off a few pieces of wood that landed into his hair.

"Matt!" Scott roared, eyes bleeding red. Scott made his way into the flat, following Matt's increased heartbeat. They found Matt standing in front of his bedroom door, gun in hand.

"Woah, hey were just here to find out what happened to Stiles." Isaac raised his hands, mocking a surrender. They knew they could take Matt out before he even pulled the trigger.

"I-I don't know what happened to her." Scott curled his lip at that, shaking his head.

"You're lying." Isaac yelled taking a small step towards Matt. Matt's eyes flicked down and his breath hitched, seeing the extended claws on Isaac.

"You're going to tell us everything you know or I will break your hands so bad you'll never pick up a camera again." Scott stated, moving closer to him.  Scott knocked the gun out of Matt's hand and grabbed him around the throat, claws digging into delicate human skin.

"O-okay, okay. Listen, I didn't want to hurt Stiles." Matt whimpered and sank  down onto the bed and put his head in his hands." The day I saw stiles at the coffee shop, I was there to take pictures of new items for their website. I ran into Stiles and I was attracted to her. I took one picture of her that day, I swear." He paused looking up at the wolves. Scott nodded ,telling him to go on." So, over the next few days I would see her around town and I would snap a picture. Well, one day after leaving the loft I saw Stiles coming out of the woods from a run. I took a picture of her and when I went to look at it a man stopped me, asked me how I knew her. I didn't say much, just that I knew her from high school. He told me he had a job if I were interested. I have loans to pay off so I said I'd do it if it were legal and I wouldn't get into any trouble. So we met in a secluded area the next day and he told me what he wanted."

"What did he want?" Isaac questioned.

"For me to follow Stiles, take pictures of her wherever she went. And to get her to the club opening." Matt replied. '' I followed her, taking pictures, then I would give them to the old dude.''

"So you just followed her around taking pictures? Then you got her to the club, then what?" Scott knew where this was headed.

"I didn't want to hurt her, you have to know that. I told him if he wanted to hurt her I was out. I actually liked Stiles and I thought she was interested in me"

"Then what happened, Matt." Isaac whispered, stepping into Matt's space.

"The guy who was with the blind guy, his bodyguard maybe, well he came to me. Said he would pay me double if I drugged her and brought her to him. Without the blind dude knowing."

"So Duke doesn't have Stiles?" Isaac yelled, yanking Matt up by the collar of his shirt. ''Where is she?''

"I don't know. I know he was hiding out in that old warehouse, but he mentioned a cabin. He said that he bought a cabin for them to hide away in."

"A cabin?" Matt nodded his head, eyes closing.

"Do you know where it is?" Isaac begged.

"No, but I do know he has that other guy with him. The big guy, with the tattoo on his back."
 
"Derek." Isaac stated, while Matt nodded his head. Isaac pulled at his wild curls with his hands, making them wilder and messy.

''So you really don't know where this cabin is? He didn't let anything slip as to where it might be? could it be local?'' Scott spit out, almost frothing at the mouth.

''He was on the phone when I put Stiles in the back of the van. Said he was heading north and it would be about a two hour drive. That's all in know, Scott. I swear.'' Matt assured, wiping sweat off of his temple.

''I should kill you right here. I should kill you for the part you've played in this.'' Scott seethed. '' But right now my main priority is to hunt down Stiles, like I should have the first time.'' Matt narrowed his eyes at Scott, confused.

''Matt, if you liked Stiles why did you do this to her?'' Isaac questioned all of a sudden. Matt Glanced up at Isaac and raised his eyebrows.

''I'm broke. This isn't even my flat I'm just staying here while the owner is on a extended business trip.'' Matt stated.

''So you thought you would just follow around a girl you had an interest in and take pictures of her for money?''

''Yeah, I know it sounds bad. But I needed the money. Once I found out Stiles was in love with someone else, I figured might as well make that money and then move up to Ohio like I originally planned.'' Matt shrugged.  Scott stared a hole into Matt, grinding his teeth. 

''Isaac, call Lydia. Tell her what Matt told us, and get the pack together. We are going after her this time.'' Isaac shook his head in affirmative and pulled out his phone, leaving the flat.

'' You need to leave Beacon Hills. Don't come back. If you do, I give you my word, I will kill you.'' Scott turned his back on Matt and walked out.  

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Lydia called in a favor to old high school pal Danny and she now had a live feed of traffic cameras. She also called in a favor to some big time FBI agent she knew and they now had Stiles in their systems as kidnapped, along with Derek. Lydia was making phone calls left and right. Peter and Malia were already on the road heading north, seeing if they could catch a scent. Scott paced back and fourth waiting to leave.

''You were right, Isaac.'' He whined, plopping himself down onto the lofts leather sofa.

''Scott, I'm sorry I said that. You're not a shitty friend.''

''No. I am. I shouldn't have been so wrapped up in Kira and put Stiles on the back burner. If I had been paying more attention I would have noticed what all was going on. I'm not only a bad brother. I'm a bad Alpha.'' Scott yelped.

''Scott, listen. You are not  bad brother, nor are you a bad Alpha. You have finally moved on from Alison. You deserved that, and Stiles wouldn't blame you for that. We will find her, and you can make this up to her. okay?'' Scott shook his head, sniffling from his self pity.

''Guys, we had a hit on the van. Its about an hour away from Moreno Valley.'' Lydia yelled from the counter where she was perched on her barstool.

''But Matt said-''

''Yeah but I guess he was wrong.'' Lydia snapped. ''Lets go. Call Kira.''

Scott phoned Kira and told her they would be picking her up on their way out.  Scott went over the plan in the car and Lydia was going over at least twenty mph on the high was trying to gain ground cover. They didn't  say much to each other, only the occasional ' Turn here' or  ' peter said he lost their scent'. But soon,  they came up on Moreno Valley, and all they had to do now was hunt down their girl.