Despite Derek's long history of not trusting and not caring Elena Stark manages to gain his trust and he falls for her hard. But when the hunters declare war against the supernatural and a mysterious creature attacks innocents their trust in one ano...
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(Elena's outfit for the Rave, ignore the hairstyle tho.)
'This is what you'll be using on Jackson.' Deaton says placing a small bottle on the metal table and I pick it up examining it, Stiles leans over my shoulder quite annoyingly to get a look at it too.
'Ketamine?' Scott asks and I nod placing it back down on the table.
'It's the same thing we use on the dogs just a higher dosage.' Deaton explains and then hands the bottle over to Scott along with a syringe.
'If you can get close enough to Jackson it should buy you some time.' Deaton continues and then pulls out a jar filled with black dust that I know two be mountain ash.
'This is what you'll use to create the barrier, this part is for you Stiles and only you.' Deaton says and Stiles takes the jar examining it.
'Uh that sounds like a lot of pressure, can we find a slightly less pressure-filled task for me?' Stiles asks and I roll my eyes at him.
'It's from the mountain ash tree which is believed by many cultures to protect against the supernatural, this building is lined with ash wood which makes it hard for someone like Scott to cause me any trouble.' Deaton say and I find this quite interesting.
'Okay so what? I just spread this around the entire building then Jackson and whoever is controlling him can't cross?' Stiles asks still sceptical about this plan.
'They'll be trapped.' Deaton confirms.
'Doesn't sound too hard.' Stiles says trying to reassure himself and I pat his back.
'Congratulations, you've just been promoted in the supernatural world.' I say and Stiles shoots me a look to which I just smile innocently.
'That's not all there is.' Deaton says.
'Think of it as gun powder it's just powder until a spark ignites it. You need to be that spark Stiles.' Deaton adds on.
'If you mean light myself on fire I don't think I'm up for that.' Stiles says and I make an amused sound at the thought.
'Oh I'm glad my death brings you such joy.' Stiles says sarcastically.
'Your pain is truly the only comedy in my life.' I say jokingly and Stiles scoffs.
'Hey I don't want a Scott/coach relationship here ok?' Stiles says and Scott makes a protesting sound before rememnbering that coach admitted that Scott's pain gives him a special type of joy.
'You know maybe you should do this, you could use a fire to melt that ice around your heart.' Stiles says jokingly.
'No fire is hot enough to do that.' I say shrugging helplessly and Stiles pulls a face.
'Let me try a different analogy.' Deaton finally cuts in and we look back at him allowing him to continue.
'I used to golf. I learned that the best golfers never swing before imagining where they want the ball to go. They see it in their mind and their mind takes over. It can be pretty extraordinary what the force of your own will can accomplish.'
