The Dark Fox And The Dark Wolf

Horror

None of the pack knew how to rasping to that at first, a dreadful silence filled the air but finally someone spoke up.

Malia.

"I don't know you as much as the others but the times I spent with you, I saw who you truly are, this isn't it!"

Scott chuckled "Is that all you've got? Seriously? So you hope to turn me back to normal with some soppy words? Is that your big plan?"

"You may not be showing it but I know you're still have your humanity somewhere inside there" Lydia said, narrowing her eyes at him, standing strong.

"Oh?" Scott simply replied mockingly.

"Yes because I know if that part of you was completely gone you would have killed us all by now. Unlike Stiles you don't like play around. If you truly wanted us dead, if you truly didn't care still then we wouldn't still be alive right now to talk to you, that's your humanity Scott! Keeping you from harming us, you may have killed Deaton but he wasn't part of the pack. Liam was though and it was Stiles who killed him, not you"

Scott nodded slowly but it seemed more mocking.

He said sounding amused "My humanity huh?"

He seemed to think something over then smiled slowly.

Scott called out "Mom! Can you come down for a second!"

The pack glanced uneasily at each other, what was going on?

Scott waited with a dark smile on his face.

The door opened as Melissa walked in, she was smiling cheerily "Yeah? What-"

Scott interrupted, not even looking at Melissa, staring the pack down.

"If that's my humanity, then what's this?"

It happened so quickly.

No one had time to react, nobody did. Scott was to fast and what he did... the pack felt in denial at what they were actually seeing.

This couldn't be happening!

But it was...

Scott grabbed Mellisa and then.... ripped her throat out.

He dropped her carelessly to the floor, turning to the pack, ignoring his mothers look of shock that was frozen on her face.

He grinned, showing his blood soaked teeth.

"I've not killed you all because I have a better idea on how to do it and like Stiles said to me, it be terribly boring if you all were just killed out right"

He looked at Derek, his eyes turning bloody red.

"What do you think Derek? I know you're always threatening to rip people's throats out with your teeth, it's a little messier in real life though" He said smirking.

"You... killed Melissa" Lydia said, finally facing reality. She looked sick. How... how could Scott do this?!

"I thought you were meant to be clever. A little slow there, aren't you?" Scott sneered.

The Pack got into slightly more defensive positions but they all were slow and all looked like they were going to be sick or going to cry.

How could this of happened?

Kira held back a sob, it really was to late, they couldn't save Scott.

"Don't worry, as I said before we have something planned that'll be much better than what I did here. You're deaths will be much more fun" Scott chuckled darkly.

"Lets go" Derek said gruffly.

The pack didn't need to be told twice. Scott let them leave. Watching them go.

He smiled sickly, licking the blood from his teeth.

He'd hide the body in the room somewhere then set up some sort of murder and play the innocent victim later when her work started to realise she was missing.

No one would know.

After all...

Who would have expected Scott McCall to kill his own mother?