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Sixteen

After the incident, Stiles and Scott had gotten a restraining order from Jackson against them which made Carmen cry with laughter much to their spite. So now at school, they had to stay as far away from Jackson as possible. Their hunger for knowledge about the Kanima grew and Allison let them know that Lydia somehow knew Archaic Latin and translated pages from the bestiary for them. They met up in the library, a bookshelf separating them from the eyes of the security camera's that Allision's grandfather had set up.

"It's everything Lydia can translate." Carmen heard Allision's voice say from the other side of the bookshelf. She slid through a tablet which translated from Latin to English regarding the Kanima. "And trust me, she was very confused."

Scott's eyebrows furrowed. "Yeah, what'd you tell her?"

"That we were part of an online gaming community that battles mythical creatures," Allision said to them with amusement in her tone. Both Carmen and Scott snickered in amusement.

Stiles, however, didn't. "I am part of an online gaming community that battles mythical creatures."

Allison paused and glanced at him through a gap in the shelf. "O-oh. Great."

Carmen laughed slightly and gave him a shoulder pat. "Oh baby, of course, you are."

Stiles frowned at her. "What's that supposed to mean?"

Scott continued on with the conversation. "Okay, does it say how to find out who's controlling him?"

Allison shook her head. "Not really. But Stiles was right about the murderers."

"Yes!" Stiles cheered in triumph.

"It calls the kanima a weapon of vengeance. There's a story in there about this South American priest who uses the kanima to execute murderers in his village -" Allision began to explain but was cut off by Stiles.

"All right, see? So maybe it's not all that bad," Stiles suggested.

Allision continued. "Until the bond grew strong enough that it killed whoever he wanted it to."

"All bad, all very, very bad," Stiles muttered.

"Here's the thing, though. The kanima's actually supposed to be a werewolf. But it can't be -"

Scott finished her sentence by reading the translation. "Until it resolves that in its past which manifested it."

"Okay, if that means that Jackson could use a few thousand hours of therapy, I could've told you that myself," Stiles quipped.

"What if - It has something to do with his parents?" Allison asked. "His real parents."

Scott thought and nodded. "Yeah, does anybody actually know what happened to them?"

"Lydia might," Stiles said.

"What if she doesn't know anything?" Scott asked glancing at him.

"She doesn't," Carmen cut in. "I know just as much as she does and it's not much to go off."

Allison pursed her lips. "Well, he doesn't have a restraining order against me, so - I'll talk to him myself."

"Okay, what do I do?" Scott questioned.

"You have a make-up exam, remember?" Allision said giving him a pointed look. Scott scoffed and looked back to Stiles for help but he huffed and nodded in agreement with Allison. Scott looked back to Allison who held his hand."Promise me."

Scott looked at her. "If he does anything, you run the other way."

Allison looked confident as she said, "I can take care of myself."