TOGETHER ☾ stiles stilinski

6.19, broken glass

season 6, chapter 19 : broken glass

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"Don't be sorry. Hit him again."

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Liam has informed us earlier that Quinn and Aaron have managed to find one another and merge together. Lydia kept repeating to us that we cannot look at the Anuk-ite or we will turn to turn right in the spot.

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Deucalion and I stand in front of Scott and Malia, large metal storage containers surrounding us all. The two are practicing how to walk/fight blindfolded with the help of the, used to be blind, alpha himself. The two refused to let me practise since I still haven't fully healed and they don't want me to make it any worse. Instead, I've been stuck by Deucalions side as a helper I guess.

"Use the sound reflections to find us." Deucalion tells them, hitting his cane against the metal. "You both have superior hearing. You need to focus it like a weapon."

Deucalion and I begin to walk through the large storage containers, Deucalion repeatedly hitting or dragging his cane along them as the two follow behind us. We come into an opening where Deucalion trips the two over with his cane, smacking Malia with it. They both pull their blindfolds off, annoyed.

"How dead are we now?" Malia asks.

"Quite." Deucalion replies.

Scott and Malia stand up, pulling their blindfolds back over their eyes. They stand with their backs to one another like Deucalion asked.

"In humans, thermoception is done mainly through the skin." Deucalion begins. "You have temperature receptors that pick up the changes in heats and cold. The eyes of a werewolves are particularly effective at picking up heat."

"Well, what do we do without our eyes?" Scott asks.

"Focus on your skin, the minute the temperature changes. Now turn to face each other." Deucalion tells them, the two listening. "Malia, try to hit Scott."

Malia pinches Scott in the stomach, Scott doubling over in pain with a groan as Malia chuckles. I smile.

"Scott, defend yourself." I tell him.

Scott begins to throw punches, only managing to hit Malia once. Malia lunches Scott in the face, Scott yelling as he staggers back.

"Son of a-" Scott begins.

"Sorry!" Malia exclaims.

"Don't be sorry." Deucalion tells her. "Hit him again."

Malia hesitates before throwing a punch at Scott. However, Scott ducks and Malia's fist meeting the wall instead, causing her to yell out in pain. Scott and Malia takes their blindfold off to look down at the injury she accidentally gave herself. She flexes her hand, moving her fingers to try ease the pain.

"Yeah, I didn't think this was possible but I'm actually started to wish I was blind again." Deucalion states.

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The sky is now dark, the two having been trying to work blindfolded all day. Right now, Scott is the only one blindfolded.

"Listen." Deucalion begins. "Sense the rise and fall of temperature. Feel the pressure beneath your feet. Know my location, my speed, even my method of attack."

Deucalion kicks Scott harshly in the stomach, sending him flying against one of the pillars with a loud thud. Scott groans in pain as his body drops to the floor, peeling the blindfold off of his head.

"And you're dead." I tell Scott.

"Again." Deucalion adds.

"Let's go again." Scott says, standing up with our help.

"Scott, I think we should try something else." Malia speaks up.

"There is nothing else." Scott replies. "I can't beat Gerard when he's got an entire army behind him."

"They're still afraid of us." Malia states.

"That's the problem!" Scott exclaims. "They don't know us and they don't want us here. They don't even wanna look at us but I still don't think that that fear is real."

"what if it's not just the Anuk-ite?" Deucalion questions. "What if this is what people are really like? I mean, could it be that all this creature really does is give people permission to act on whatever awful truth lies within them?"

"I can't believe that." Scott replies. "I don't want to."

"Neither do I." Malia adds.

"Same here." I comment.

"Lose the blindfold, Scott." Deucalion tells him. "Close your eyes. We're gonna try this again. This time, I'm not gonna hold back and I'm gonna come at you for real. You asked me here because you think I know how to fight? I don't. I know how to kill people."

Deucalion whips Scott repeatedly with his cane, Scott's eyes desperately screwed shut while he drops to ground and groans loudly in pain. I watch, wanting to help my friend but knowing that Deucalion is only trying to help and won't kill him.

"Hit him." Malia hisses to Scott.

Scott pauses at Malia's words, slowly turning around and grabbing the cane that was coming his way. He rises to his feet then knocks Deucalion onto the ground before opening his eyes, satisfied with what he's done. Scott helps Deucalion back into his feet.

Deucalion chuckles. "You might just survive this."

"Scott!" Lydia shouts as her and Peter run towards us in the rain. "None of us are gonna survive this."

"Wh-What? Why? What are you guys doing here?" Scott questions, stuttering.

"They're coming, Monroe and more." Peter tells us. "And they have heavy firepower."

All of a sudden, loud gunshots echo around us as many bullets fly our way. Deucalion's body jolts multiple times, the bullets landing themselves inside of him. Eventually, his body falls and he hits the ground to then reveal Monroe and her army standing ahead of us with their guns at hand. They all look at us one last time before they begin their gunfire again.