Night Of The Hunter // TeenWolf

The Good, The Bad, And The Plain Out Evil

Alice:

"You have got to be kidding me!" I fume, storming out of the room where only the two betas should be in.

Much to my suprise I found another guest in the room as I stopped by to 'talk' to them. I'll admit I don't have much, if any, mercy to give but I do not like having unnecessary people involved.

"You." I point to the hunter that was in the room before I entered. "Get over here." I order, storming back into the room that our 'guests' are in. The hunter stops in front of me as I cross my arms across my chest.

"What is this." I yell, gesturing to a slightly bruised up Stiles laying on the concerte floor. He looks down at the teen then back at me with an amused grin on his face.

"It's a boy." He responds with a laugh. I laugh along making him belive that I'm not about to hurt him. My face suddenly turns into a hard glare, causing his laugh to be cut short. He gulps and I watch with my head tilted to the side as his adam's apple goes up and down in fear.

"Want to try answering that again." I offer, a half smirk forming on my face, scaring the crap out of him even more.

"A-a human b-boy" He stutters. I give him a clap on the back before placing my hands on my hips.

"You want to know something, Stiles." I acknowledge the teen. "I live by a strict code as a hunter. Because if you don't have some rules then you're just plain out committing murder." I explain, trying to keep the anger out of my voice.

I hold up one finger in the air. "But there is one thing I can not and will not stand for..." In one swift motion I stab the hunter in the chest. He lets out a scream of pain that I cut short with a jab to his throat. His body lands in a heap to the ground as he fights to keep himself from bleeding out.

Croutching down I look him in the eye. "Want to try finishing that statement for me?" I question with a mock grin. The only thing he does is gasp as blood poors out of his wound and mouth. I tsk and shake my head in fake diapointment.

"It's so hard to get good help that lasts long these days." I confess out loud, wiping the blood from my sai on the hunter's jacket.

"Anyway, I'll just answer myself seeing as how our friend over here is a bit preoccupied at the moment." I say and stand up staight again. Ignoring the sounds of the struggling hunter, I look towards Stiles.

"Like I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted. I can not stand unnecessary crossfire especially if it's a human." I look down at the boy who's face try to show that he's not shaken, but his eyes say otherwise.

"Sorry you had to go through this, kiddo." I sincerely apologize. "Well at least now your suspicions of me being the bad guy are true." I mumble, grabbing Stiles arm and helping him up. For some odd reason he doesn't scurry away from me in fear.

"I understand that the way you acted around us was proabably all an act, but I can usually tell when there's bad or evil in someone." Stiles tells me. I furrow my eyebrows in confusion but he continues. "And I know despite what I just saw, you are not the bad guy."

I feel my eyes soften at his words, because something small inside of me wants to believe--but than I'd just be lying to the rest of myself. My eyes quickly harden into a glare. "Just because I'm not the bad guy doesn't mean I'm not a bad person." I remark harshly.

"What about your fling or whatever with Derek." Stiles questions, curiously. I pinch the bridge of my nose and let out a deep breath. Christ, this kid is irritating.

"I didn't realize you cared so much for his well-being seeing as he's a down right asshole to you." I fire back, but I'm a lot less curious and a lot more irritated.

"You didn't answer--"

"I don't care about him!" I snap back. His eyes widen at my sudden outburst, but I can care less right now if he's scared of me. "All I care about is doing what I was ordered to do and that's it." I finish. That's all I care about, nothing more nothing less.

He shakes his head still wanting to believe his intuition or whatever the hell he was taking about. I sigh in annoyance and walk over to some dials on a small dashboard.

I turn the dial causing a surge of electricity to go through the two wolves. "Get it through your thick fuckin skull Stillinski. I'm a bad person no matter what the hell you want to believe."

I turn off the dials and watch as the two betas breath heavily. "So you're just like Kate aren't you." He suddenly speaks up. My head snaps in his direction so quickly that he takes a step back.

"Don't you ever say that again. Ever." I grit my teeth. He's walking on some mighty thin ice with that stupid thought of his. "If you don't know the whole story don't go around talking like you do."

Grabbing a switch blade from my boot I flip it open and walk over to the two werewolves. I go to cut the ropes holding them up. But instead I stop and smirk at the two. "You know what. I think you two can use some more Argent family hospitality." I flick the blade shut, and turn to face Stiles.

"Move." I gesture for him to start walking towards the door. He looks between me and the door skeptically, not moving at step. "Now! Before I lose my patience."

We walk out of the house in silence. "I'm driving you home." I state, not giving any room for debate. The whole car ride is quiet until I pull up to his house.

"You know I'm going to tell the others right. Just because I don't believe you're a bad person doesn't mean that I'm not going to say anything." He informs me.

"To be honest I really don't give a shit." I deadpan. "But like I said before I don't kill the innocent or hurt humans." He looks at me unable to decide on whether or not to trust my word.

"You planning on getting out anytime today?" I question, irritated with the fact that he's still not out of my car. He opens his mouth but quickly shuts it and gets out of my car.

I run a hand down my face as I arrive back at my parent's house. I should have never stayed in Beacon Hills, I should have just left when I had the chance.

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A/N: Excuse how unedited this chapter is I'll swing back around later to fix up anything wrong with it.

~Shazam