Triskele

Frenemy

"He is one of them!" Gerard hissed. "How dare he date my granddaughter? First they kill Kate now this mutt has the audacity to date Allison!"

"Father I agree that he needs to be dealt with." Chris said. "But we must go about it the right way- for Allison."

"She needs to know." Victoria agreed. "She needs to know about all of this."

"I agree." Chris said. "But she would not believe us if we told her. We have to show her."

"Jackson's not coming?" Scott asked Danny as they waited outside the club for Harley and Allison.

"No, he is staked outside Lydia's house." Danny answered. Allison's car pulled up and she kissed Scott after getting out before following Danny inside.

"So the best we can do is read up on reptiles and hopefully this thing acts like them as well." Boyd said.

"Most venomous snakes are immune to their own venom." Derek read from a book.

"Peter, go down to the apothecary. Tell Melissa to gather all the samples of the stuff that caused the victims to be paralyzed...and no flirting." Isaac ordered.

"You take the fun out of aging slowly." Peter pouted.

"You realize that if this thing is immune to its own venom that makes Lydia a suspect." Cora pointed out.

"As much as we all love her and even though she is Jackson's Mate we never found out how she rejected The Bite, it could be because she was, well, this thing." Erica added.

"I know. We need to be sure though." Isaac agreed. "And pray to God that you are wrong."

"I think Stiles is drunk." Danny snickered.

"Why?" Scott asked.

"He asked if I thought he was attractive to gay guys...and he is trying to get on stage with the DJ." Danny answered. Scott groaned.

"He is such a lightweight, I will go get him." Harley sighed.

"What happened to your shirt?" Allison asked Danny. Danny shrugged before eyeing a man on the dance floor and making his way over to him. "Want to dance?" Scott nodded and lead Allison to the dance floor. Harley joined them after a while, dragging an intoxicated Stiles after her.

"I am taking him home. You and Danny can ride with Ally right?" She said. Scott nodded. Suddenly people began screaming and running. "What is going on?" Scott looked into the frantic crowd to see body after body falling. The fallen people were alive but paralyzed. Scott's eyes widened- it was here.

"Get outside, now!" He ordered.

"But what about Danny?!" Allison asked as she helped Harley carry Stiles.

"I will find him. Go!" Scott answered.

"But Scott-."

"Go, now!" They hesitated but quickly made their way out of the club. "Danny!" Scott called as he pushed his way through the crowd. He looked down at the fallen people to find Danny among them. "Danny! Shit, are you okay?"

"I am fine. It went out back." Danny groaned.

"Okay, I will take you to Deaton. We will worry about where it went and who it was after later." Scott responded as he picked Danny up and carried him toward the back.

Ambulances gathered outside the club as Head Official Stilinski and his deputies tried to make sense of what happened.

"Oh shit!" Stiles slurred as he saw his father. "Hide!" Harley ducked down, Allison had waited by her own car for Scott, and Stiles tried to hide his face.

"Stiles?" Head Official Stilinski asked. "What the hell are you doing here?"

"Hey Dad." Stiles said hesitantly.

"Are you drunk?"

"Maybe a little."

"You said you were going to Scott's, you lied to me."

"That depends on your definition of lying."

"I define it as not telling the truth, what do you define it as?"

"Reclining your body in a horizontal position."

"Home, now!"

"Yeah, okay. But driving drunk is illegal."

"I am sure Scott or Harley will drive."