Teen Wolf: All Grown Up

25. Mastery

How could he just disappear? He was there, I saw him before I helped Issac. He was right there. Now he's gone.

Stiles is gone.

He clearly didn't leave on his own accord, his keep was still in the parking lot. Or if he had gone on foot, the wolves would have got his scent by now.

He was taken.

Somebody took Stiles.

I spoke with Scott and discussed a plan of action. However, he said I'd be best going home. Unfortunately he had a point. Hunting a wolf now that's easy but finding person who's been stolen? Not my area.

Compliantly I went home only to find Allison and her father in a heated confrontation.

All I heard as I entered the room was Chris ordering his daughter. "I want you to step aside and let us handle this".

"You're kidding right" Allison seemed to nearly find this funny, amusing even. 

"One of your friends is dead" I pipe up to make my presence known.

She snapped towards me with malice. "Because of Derek. How did you think jackson became that thing in the first place? Kate. Mom. Jackson".

"Before you try bring my mother into your death crusade, Peter Hale killed Kate Argent. His Alpha claws slashed directly across her throat". I retorted, actually getting me heated.

Chris stepped in front of Allison, most likely to divert my building frustration. However I knew it wasn't because I lost Kate. It was because I lost Stiles.

"What about Scott what if he dies too?" Chris said.

"Since when did you care about Scott?"

Paternally Chris replies, "I care about you".

"Really dad?"

"No Allison, you're doing exactly what he wants".

I couldn't help but express what everyone had been neglecting. "We all are".

Allison moved to her bed before asking me and Chris to leave her to sleep. She called out to Chris.

"By the way don't forget you owe me a new bow". 

Chris proceeded to go over to her table. "And a new cross bow" with that he broke that as well.

As we left, Chris followed me into my room whilst I changed my shirt to a muscle fit working out shirt. I knew tonight was going to get messy. We still needed to find Stiles, Jackson's death seemed peculiar and Allison is practically brainwashed.

"I think you know our alliance isn't so clear cut anymore, right?" Chris said to me as I snapped out from my constant inner monologue. "Let make things right".

Chris and I go to the basement to find a tied up and electrocuted Erica and Boyd. Boyd I felt no remorse for, Erica however, I felt something pull at my chest. She hasn't killed anyone. She couldn't tell them where Derek was even if they wanted to, beta instinct is so strong. It was pointless torture.

Whilst Chris made a speech about science and the supernatural, I took the liberty of turning off the electricity and going to grab my battle axe. It's time to act.

Chris drove to a point where we found Issac and Scott carrying a body bag which I assumed was Jackson. Whilst I couldn't tell you what Scott was doing, Issac and I couldn't keep our eyes off one another. It was magnetic, not romantic. Lustful looks.

"You two are alone?" Scott said stopping Issac and I from undressing each other with our eyes.

With the click of my jaw from my chewing gum I replied, "more than you know".