Sterek: Love Kills

Chapter Fourteen

Behind Peter, Allison stood. She lowered her gun carefully.

"Allison!" Stiles said happily.

Scott felt something inside of him as he saw the girl of his dreams. His heart was beating faster than usual but not in the way he was used to. He remembered once Stiles had told him Allison was like his safe zone. She was the person that made all the bad things go away. Expectedly, he turned back to human form.

"What happened?" Scott said. 

Derek turned to seek after the Beta's.

"Wait! Where do you think you're going?" Stiles asked in a worried voice.

"Come along if you want," Derek offered and Stiles looked at Scott, and then followed Derek.

Since Scott and Allison hadn't talked for a while, Stiles thought it would be best to leave them alone. He thought they both had some explaining to do that didn't involve him and Derek. In addition, to be with Derek was all he ever wanted and why miss an opportunity? 

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Derek and Stiles heard a loud cry not far away from them. They got closer and found Erica crying by a rock while leaning over someone. Beside her, Isaac stood trying to comfort her. Derek leaned over them and saw Boyd's dead body, the third and last member of the Beta's. His body was covered in blood which made it hard to see where the wound had begun. He was beginning to wonder why he didn't heal? 

"Boyd. Come on, wake up!" Erica cried.

Isaac cleared his throat. 

"The hunters are not far away,"

In this moment Derek knew he had to help them. Not because he wanted to but because that was the only right thing to do. Secretly, he wanted to beat the crap out of those Beta's but something inside him told him to for once do the right thing. Derek Hale wasn't a man to stand for morals but perhaps it wouldn't hurt to be the good guy for once? Isaac's sad eyes begging for mercy and Erica's tears mixed with Boyd's blood all screamed for help. Even though Derek didn't believe in karma, maybe his decision would benefit him in the future?

"Follow me," Derek offered his hand for Erica to grab. 

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They arrived to a place where an old man stood. He was wearing a black jacket and bullets were hidden in his brown belt where his gun rested. His old bald head, mean smile and evil eyes made him look fierce. 

"The principal's gone crazy!" Scott yelled.

The man smiled evilly.  

"He's my grandfather.." Allison confessed to the others, standing beside him. 

She turned and looked at Scott who had a hard time grasping what he had just heard. 

"Wait, what?" he said, hoping what he heard was wrong.

Allison looked away regretfully in response.

Her grandfather chuckled. 

"You really thought she loved you, Scott?" he laughed, staring into his innocent eyes. "She is a part of my family and my family business," he turned again and glanced at Derek. "Just like Kate,"

He paused for a bit before continuing. It hurt Derek. You could see it in his eyes that he suffered. With every breath, you could really see how Derek just wanted to rip the old man in pieces. He eyed him angrily, hoping that would make him feel scared but it didn't. 

"I thought Derek had told you. He had a hard time with my lovely daughter Kate. She broke his filthy werewolf heart," Allison's grandfather said coldly. 

Stiles looked at Derek whom he pitied deeply. The adrenaline in his veins flowed like never before and he felt like he had to do something. He had never seen Derek this weak and it sure takes a lot to put down such a strong man. Stiles could only think of that nobody should ever speak like that to Derek if he himself hadn't allowed it! Without thinking, Stiles walked over and stared the old man right in his eyes. The man didn't move but gave a quick look to Allison who nodded back to him and then shot Stiles' arm. It started bleeding and Stiles fell to the ground harshly. He felt the wet ground against his skin and of how dirt entered his wound. 

"WHAT THE HELL ALLISON?!" Scott screamed and hurried over to Stiles who lied helpless on the ground. 

Just as he got down on his knees to see if Stiles was okay, Allison pulled the trigger and shot Scott in his arm as well. A silver bullet this time...

"Fools..." Allison's grandfather sighed and looked down on them. 

Even though Allison did shoot two of her closest friends, she didn't cry. She didn't even move. She looked terrified but not a single tear dripped down her chin. It was almost like she was just watching it all from a screen. She had convinced herself it wasn't her. She only obeyed orders, correct? Her eyes told the story.