ANOTHER STORY ANOTHER TIME

CHAPTER FOURTEEN THE FULL MOONS

The streets on this part of town were basically the wash off of the party street, Chris sat in his car drinking a coffee from one of those expensive high priced coffee establishments! The group of people he had been watching had come out of the large building behind the gardens of the historical location, Lafayette Cemetery No. 1, this time there were three more individuals who seemed as if they were being forcefully led to the large black van. Chris watched the individuals as they were being loaded into the van! He followed the van from a good distance, it was the way he was taught to tail a vehicle with great stealth! Earlier that evening, while the group had been inside the large building, he had marked all the vehicles with silent tracking devices and now he had been following this one from the French Quarter. They only drove about eleven miles, at which time the van turned into a parking lot of a large size amusement park!

He parked his car and put out cones and turned on his hazard lights as a decoy. He ran to the fence; there he noticed several cars parked up close to the amusement parks entrance. Quietly he continued to run with his gun in both hands aimed downward! He surveyed the fence line and entered through a man size hole rather than using the main gate! He turned back around and pushed a tiny button on his glasses, thus taking a picture of the hole as to mark the spot on his GPS. Looking around his brain took in the sight of this desolate place. The further into the park he got, the more he realized where he was, it was the abandoned 'Seven Pennants over New Orleans', which was deserted over fifteen years prior by a hurricane! The ticket booths had fallen down, with busted glass all scattered around and the chairs that were on the inside were now just metal frames most likely due to the fact the fabric or leather rotted away! The events logo banner to the park was laying on the ground, apparently the storm that closed the park, happened on or near a family days event. He couldn't imagine the devastation as the storm surge was at its highest. He continued down the main street through all the sales shops due to the fact each one was connected to the next, allowing him to go through the building instead of the high grown grass and weeds on the outside.

He remembered the days of the storm, and the days and months after, the country had been in turmoil over the devastation in this highly romanticized city, and its loss of historical places. His family had gotten out but, most of them lost their historical homes when the levy failed! Chris knew of families that didn't make it and the Californian Argent's sent a large sum of recovery money to help as many as they could in desperate need. His family was stronger then, but the disaster that was that storm was the slow beginning to the end of the Argent's hunter line scattering strong families in all different directions, now some had become sympathetic to the Supernaturals, others turned their hunting of Supernaturals into an all-out war.

As he made his way through the remains of this devastated park, Chris could still see the water lines on the empty buildings, and the graffiti of the area youth rebelling as per usual apparently doing what was called "Tagging" to mark their presence. He walked close to the buildings hoping to not set off any newly placed alarms!

Chris started down one of the main streets in the park, there is no drainage system in place after fifteen years of being abandoned, so he looked for higher ground to traverse! Most of the walkways and main sidewalks had overgrown high grass and weeds, with critters and creatures skittering and scattering everywhere, after a few moments he was able to find the path that had been created by the men he had followed. The more he walked the more he saw that the buildings in this once lively park were about to crumble in on themselves. The dry wall at the water line in every building had already dissolved leaving the studs open to moister and heat with a big percent rotting away in most cases the metal beams were bending.

As he made his way through one of the buildings he stopped, he had thought he heard a noise, but the eeriness in the atmosphere of the empty park was getting to him! He circled around a rotting wall as it fell to the floor, the building must have been a dark ride, the cars were still parked on what was left of the interior track. Then the next wall he went by was audio equipment, the entire wall was waterlogged and rusted. As he walked another twenty-five feet or so he started to hear voices! Taking a few infrared shots, he turned and retraced his steps hoping he had enough recon to help the team the next night... He looked up at the full moon through one of the parks metal track roller coasters loop, again an eerie feeling came over him, and he then started to hear howling and screaming! He rushed not wanting to be on the wrong end of that situation. It never got louder meaning the creatures that caused it was most likely were being detained somehow. Moments later he grabbed the cones and threw them back in the trunk, switched on the car and continued down the road at a normal pace!

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Stiles stood there looking at his friends, he hadn't shown anyone that he was actually afraid of what this evening entailed. Lydia was upstairs with Liam, Scott and Malia, as Alec, Ethan and Isaac agreed to help Stiles through his first full moon. Stiles sat down; this was the exact place he had helped Malia through her first full moon. The basement door opened, and Liam walked down the steps,

"Stiles may I stay down here with you, I ah kinda owe you!" Stiles looked at his younger friend,

"Sure, why not make it a party!" he added as he turned away from the four men standing in front of him! Liam walked over to him, he wrapped him in a hug he couldn't get out of, then the other three joined him,

"Stiles it's going to be ok they all said almost in unison. Stile lowered himself to the floor,

"I didn't want this, I never wanted any bite, I was happy being human, Michael, I need Michael!" At that his eyes emptied into his hands! He looked at them, eyes swelling and red, "Is it going to hurt!" Ethan put his hands on Stiles shoulders, "Yes the first couple of time it happens, it will hurt, I'm going to be honest bud, it is one of the most excruciating pains you have ever felt, but I promise you stop feeling it after you get used to the shift!" Alec grabbed him and pulled him away,

"Dude not cool, you are going to make it worse!" Liam looked at Alec,

"Yeah, but it's better to get him ready for what is coming, not to lie, and he not be prepared for it at all!" Alec looked at Stiles, "Dude it's going to hurt, bad!" Stiles eyes started to dry up now, as he looks at the sliding glass door to the patio, the moons light hits his eyes, Stiles looked at his friends with fear again, then out of a crazed remembrance Stiles started repeating,

"Alpha, Beta, Omega" Over and over! Liam looked at his hands, he was changing but he showed no sign of pain!

"Stiles does it hurt at all, or are you being stoic?" Stiles turned to the wall put his hands on it to support himself,

"AHHHGHHH" After about ten seconds of yelling he turned to face them in his partial wolf form! Stiles eyes were a golden orange, his canines were not as large as a werewolves, and his facial features only changed making his chin a bit pointier, His sideburns were of a golden brown and his ears were normal werewolf size. Alec smiled as did Liam and Ethan, Isaac looked mad!

"Damn Stilinski is cuter than me now!"

It took only a few seconds and Stiles was back to normal. He looked from man to man, "Is that it?" and presented his hands to be unlocked. Ethan looked at Alec and Isaac,

"Run" as the other two wolfs grabbed Liam and ran out the sliding glass door, Ethan walked up to Stiles and punches him in the nose,

'What hell Ethan!" Stiles yelled as Ethan turned and ran, Stiles wolfed out in only seconds and took off after them!

Within a minute Scott and Malia were outside and now the werewolves and Werecoyote were all chasing the newest member of their group who was an Alpha werejackal. Malia reverted back to human and stood with Lydia,

"They said he really didn't feel any pain!" Lydia smiled,

"Well, it is Stiles after all, he never does anything normal, and that's why we love him!" Malia looked at her and grinned, "Yep"

Derek raised out of bed, his eyes were bloodshot as if he hadn't been to sleep in day, accept he had been asleep for around thirty-one hours, He blankly stared at the room and his surroundings and stood then walked down the hall quietly. His slow descent down the steps, allowed him to move towards the front door rather easily. Opening the door, of course it creaked, and Melissa came out the kitchen and started towards him, as Derek moved a chair in her way and took off out the door at a werewolf's pace, Melissa stood there as he got further out of view, she dialed her phone to alert Scott!