Teen Wolf: All Grown Up

22. Actions and Words

Cut the lights.

It's typically harder to hit what's not there. I'd typically agree, but machine guns and smoke grenades have a way of finding their target despite if you can see them or not.

Derek's pack. Matt and and Kanima. They're all fighting what they cannot see. That's why they're struggling.

Reluctantly, I got the task barraging the police station with bullets, watching the glass implode and scar the floor. I knew there could be people in there, innocent people. I proposed for wolfs bane smoke grenades but was refused. They also wanted the Kanima to feel it as well.

After sufficient time, Allison and Chris entered the building. I unfortunately was assigned the old mans bodyguard. We followed in after as Gerard opted for a slower pace.

Room after room of carnage. Some killed, some paralysed. I didn't help them; I couldn't help them. Whilst I knew basic aid, I had nothing here that could help them all. My service to them was finding the supernatural murderers in the office and taking their lives.

Whilst Gerard waited outside, I entered a single room with one body in the middle.

Stiles.

Lifeless. Not moving.

"Stiles" I whispered sharply, hoping my 'grandpa' doesn't hear me.

He does respond. Still her lays there motionless.

"Robin!" I quietly yell at the thin boy with the buzz cut.

His eyes snapped open finally.

"Atticus" he sighed out. "Thank god it's you, I thought Matt had come in to kill me".

I looked at the doe eyed boy on the floor. "You're not in pain right?" I asked tilting his head checking his eyes for concussion but find myself admiring them more.

Stiles looked directly at my eyes back. I wasn't sure what he was thinking but he seemed far more at ease compared to being alone.

"Well I can't feel anything so not in pain"

"Where's Derek?" I ask him hoping for some idea.

His expression made it apparent he didn't know. "I saw him earlier, but not for a while" his expression softened. "What're you doing here Atticus".

"We are ending one or two wars tonight. Derek or Matt or both will die tonight. If needs be I'll do it myself" I stated coldly at Stiles whilst he looked upset.

"Atticus" he breathed out. "Can't you save him? Why are you going for death?" He looked confused yet upset with me.

"It's the only way I know to keep my enemies away for good"

I felt bad for leaving the vulnerable teen there but I needed to go keep him safe and end this. Gerard and I was walking down the halls until we ran into Scott McCall who seemed distraught at the current situation. Mother trapped in the building with a murderous lizard. Killer girlfriend and her mafia like family have assaulted the building and people he cared about were inside.

I understood his stress.

"What're you doing? This wasn't meant to happen like this!" The beta asked frustration laced in his voice.
Gerard walked in front of me and seemed to take on a new personality. It's like he has one for everyone.
"Trust me I'm aware of that" Gerard replied to the boy.
"I've done everything you've asked of me, I've been a part of Derek's pack, I've given you the information that you've wanted, I've told you Matt is controlling Jackson" Scott over shared making Gerard seem slightly nervous now.

It seemed as this was Scott's way of communicating everything to me. I think he wants an ally. He's trying to get me to understand.

"Then leave him to us" Gerard motioned at myself. Seems I will get to keep my hands dirty. "Help your friends. Leave Matt and Jackson to Atticus and I. Deal with your mother. Go" Gerard explained forgetting to leave out the part about assassinating Derek Hale.

Scott bumped into Gerard and made him drop his pill box. "You dropped this" Scott said politely. However I can tell the look in his eye was not genuine.

"Go" Gerard further directed Mr McCall to leave.

As like Scott, we left. We headed to the river not far from the police station. Scouting out for Matt or Derek. Luckily for us, Matt came willing towards us.

No mercy was present when I felt Matt's face against my fist as he dropped. In fact, I liked it. He orchestrated so many killings and I ended up paralysed on this man's accord.

Just like the day I arrived in Beacon Hills, Gerard and I were traumatising the boy. This time he wasn't a boy, he was a murderer. This time I didn't want to break his memory card. I wanted to break his neck.

Gerard stopped me at the river and sent me away. I could've carried on. I could've ended his life in my hands.

However, I obeyed. Gerard was left at riverside with a beaten Matt within an inch of his life.