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xvii. FURY

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
FURY

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"This is the one controlling him?" Derek asked in an exasperated tone, "This kid?"

Matt was now bent over to get a closer look at the alpha, "Well, Derek, not everyone's lucky enough to be a big, bad werewolf." Violet's eyebrows furrowed together at the information that Matt had revealed. "Oh, right," he realized, "I've learned a few things lately. Werewolves, hunters, Kanima's. It's like a frickin' Halloween party every full moon. Except for you, Stiles...what do you turn into?" Matt asked.

"Abominable snowman. But, uh, it's more of, like, a wintertime thing, you know; seasonal." Stiles replied with a sneer.

The comment seemed to make Matt angrier than he had been before. He tilted his head slightly and there was a sharp swiping sound before Stiles groaned and hit the ground, "Stiles!" Violet exclaimed as she almost lept down to the floor with him, only to be caught by Scott, forcing her to stand upright.

"I told Scott you shouldn't have come," Stiles directed to Violet as he landed on top of Derek.

With a thud and grunt, Derek was the first to speak, "get him off of me." he strained.

Matt kneeled down closer to the pair, "I don't know, Derek, I think you two would make a pretty cute pair. It must kinda suck, though, to have all that power taken away from you with just a little cut to the back of the neck. I bet you're not used to feeling this helpless." He said in a menacing tone.

"Still got some teeth." Derek retaliated. "Wanna get down here a little closer? Huh? We'll see how helpless I am."

"Yeah, bitch." Stiles croaked out as the sounds of a car approaching the station sounded outside. Scott and Violet shared dreaded looks, knowing it was their mother who was arriving that time.

Everyone, save for Stiles and Derek, turned toward the windows that looked into the parking lot. Violet's heart pounded with sheer terror. "I'll go tell her to leave." Violet volunteered, but was held back by Scott's grip on her wrist and Matt's words.

"Do what I tell you to and I won't hurt her." he instructed.

"Vi, don't trust him!" Stiles let out painfully. It seemed to be Matt's final straw. He knelt over and grabbed Stiles by the back of his shirt, turning his back to the floor and his face front. Matt lightly stepped on Stiles' neck. Violet tried to lurch forward, but was stopped by Scott's tight grip on her wrist.

"This work better for ya?" Matt asked as Stiles choked under his foot, "then do what I tell you to!"

Scott obliged and Matt went on with his instructions as he removed his foot from Stiles' neck and the paralyzed teenager caught his breath.