Teen Wolf: All Grown Up

19. The Bigger Picture

"Sorry I didn't hire an escort" Danny remarked as I arrived outside his house in my 4 by 4. He was dressed nice as the stench of aftershave jabbed my nose.

I rolled my eyes, Danny was too much sometimes. "You couldn't afford me" I joked back, making myself smirk as I put in a fresh piece of gum. Of course offering one to Danny.

The drive was mainly quiet except for the tanned boys small hums to the songs he put on. However, one interesting thought came to my mind.

What if Danny looked in the boot and found my hunters items. Battle axe, a pistol, my mother's old pump-handle shotgun she left me.

My mum. Kate.

This was really the only time I thought of her properly. My own mother being a passing thought.

If this is the case, why am I here to avenge her.

This was the moment all became so clear.

I'm not avenging my mother. Gerard is, and I've known Gerard to want more than just one victory. Build a relationship with Allison, a trained group of hunters, he is manipulating us all.

How?

Emotionally manipulating Allison?
Paternally manipulating Chris?
Hierarchically manipulating me?

The one underpin. The code.

That code has been dictating me my whole life, without emotion. Not even emotion, emotions are weak. Without thought.

When we arrived at the rave, I was a different man. Of course I wouldn't let sweet Danny see my inner turmoil, he's here to party and I'm here to protect Allison.

Before entering I spotted Scott. I think he knew Jackson was going to be here tonight, that's probably how Allison knew. He can't stop getting himself involved. I left Danny briefly to exchange some words with the beta with the wonky jawline.

"You shouldn't be here, I'm assuming you know who's going to be here tonight" I lectured Scott.

He nodded.

"Well here's some words of advice Scott" I now looked into his eyes so he knew I was serious.

"You're fighting a battle. A battle with multiple enemies. A battle with limited knowledge. Most importantly you're only fighting what's directly in front of you." I chewed some gum to collect my thoughts. "Look ahead. What's the goal? What's the bigger picture?"

Scott looked at me confused. "The Kanima is a weapon of vengeance, it's not his goals. How am I meant to know it's goal without knowing it's master?" Scott asked furrowing his eyebrows.

"Remember when I said you're fighting multiple battles?" I put my hand on his shoulder as a way of signalling I was leaving. "You need to stop fighting in the fog and turn on the light. Maybe then you can see where this will end up."
With that I brush my blonde hair to perfection and walk back over to Danny in the line.

We line up patiently, Danny already eying up the guys who arrived. I couldn't see Allison though, so the line needed to move promptly.

We got into the club eventually. Hoards of sweaty rave goers covered in cheap perfume were dancing along to a beat. Poison laced through their body, alcohol is so dumb.

Danny and I grabbed some drinks and got to dancing ourselves.

I spotted Allison whilst Danny got us drinks. She looked miserable. She wants to be anywhere else right now with anyone else. Matt. Poor choice. However it is still abundant in her eyes that she's still mad over her Romeo, Scott McCall.

I got a text from Stiles as well during this time, checking that I was at the club. To which I said yes. He asked me to stay safe and out of harms way. Whilst I appreciated the sentiment, does he not know what I do?

I'm a hunter. I hunt. I find. I kill.

It's not staying safe. It's definitely not out of harms way.

"Here" Danny passed me my drunk which tasted more like acid than alcohol. I didn't mind, that's not what's important.

Danny looked at me. "So who is it?".

"What are you talking about?" I asked confused. Does he want to know what the Kanima was? How does he know about the Kanima?

"The person you like" Danny said into my ear, barely hearing him over the blaring music as we moved closer to the speaker.

It's not that I didn't want to answer, it's the fact that I didn't know who to say. Stiles or Issac.
Romantically, by a stretch of word i'd say Stiles. He's kind and considerate. However, I lust for Issac despite him being a wolf.

I thought it was important to be honest with Danny, so I held up two fingers in the peace sign whilst we danced. As less speaking is better whilst we are drinking and next to loud music.

The boy held up his hands as if to ask who. I showed him the names of Stiles and Issac on my phone on my contacts. To that Danny smiled.

"I guessed" he shouted in my ear then followed up with a mouthful of cheap alcohol.

I raised my eyebrows as if to ask why and I look over to check Allison was okay.

"Locker room" Danny shouted again. "I wasn't the only one looking at you".