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"This is the one controlling him? This kid?" Derek asked from the ground as Blair now stood beside Scott who had his arm wrapped around Blair, bringing her into his side. Blair was too afraid to ever say anything against someone who had her life in their hands, and that might make Blair a hypocrite considering every other time she would have a comment to make or stand up for herself but this time Blair was unable to do anything. The illusion she had witnessed of her sister tonight, worsened Blair's fear of dying - taking away any possible bravery she could have against Matt.
Scott could feel every inch of fear coming from Blair's body which made him scared to let go of her since her fear felt all consuming. It was the only fear her could sense in the room from anyone and it made him tighten his grip on her as a result.
"Well, Derek, not everyone's lucky enough to be a big, bad werewolf. Oh yeah, that's right. I've learned a few things lately. Werewolves, hunters, Kanimas, Angels apparently. It's like a frickin' Halloween party every full moon. Except for you, Stiles. What do you turn into?" Matt asked, Scott unconsciously clutching on tighter to Blair's side once he mentioned her being an Angel.
"Abominable Snowman. But, uh, it's more of, like, a wintertime thing, you know, seasonal." Stiles answered Matt, an answer that Matt was clearly unamused with as he nodded to Jackson to slice Stiles. Blair was about to help Stiles before the Kanima held it's claws up to both Scott and Blair, making her decide not to as she didn't want Scott to become paralyzed as well.
"You bitch." Stiles cursed before falling onto Derek making the werewolf let out a grunt.
"Get him off of me."
"Oh, I don't know, Derek. I think you two make a pretty good 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." Matt taunted the Alpha who laid on the ground paralyzed, only being bold enough to tease him since Derek couldn't fight back.
"Still got some teeth. Why don't you get down here a little closer, huh? We'll see how helpless I am." Derek threatened as Stiles mumbled a quiet 'Yeah, Bitch' into Derek's chest. Scott grabbed Blair's hand, the two sharing panicked looks while another vehicle pulling up to the police station - the two praying that it wasn't Melissa or that she didn't enter the building at all.
"Is that her? Do what I tell you to and I won't hurt her. I won't even let Jackson near her." Matt promised as Blair stared at Scott, waiting to see what his reaction would be.
"Scott, don't trust him," Stiles yelled out as Matt grabbed Stiles, stepping on his chest with his boot - getting ready to apply pressure.
"This work better for you?"
"He'll do what you say, just don't hurt Stiles, please," Blair begged as she watched Stiles struggle for breath, his entire face becoming red as his eyes began watering. Blair couldn't help but feel pathetic as she was practically begging for Stiles's life, wishing she had some sort of control over this situation to be able to help him.
