Savannah's point of view:
I arrived a couple of seconds at the warehouse, spotting a black SUV and Isaac and Scott along with Mr.Argent. I stepped out of my car and ran towards them. "Isaac!" I yelled as I ran straight up to him, giving him a pat before staring down at the black body bag that i can only assume was Jackson. "How is he..?" I asked while I looked up at him and Scott.
"he stopped moving." Isaac pointed out while we stood there, looking around.
"where's Derek?" Mr.Argent asked while soon after, we spotted a werewolf Derek running towards us, doing an extra flip and everything before showing off his Alpha eyes.
I slightly rolled my eyes while I kept my arms crossed. "Someone certainly enjoys making an entrance." I commented while Isaac couldn't help but laugh besides me, making me smile up at him.
"I'm not here for you. Im here for Jackson." Mr.Argent pointed out once we all noticed the looks that Derek was giving him.
"Somehow I don't find that comforting." Derek retaliated. "Get him inside." Derek told us as Mr.Argent moved his car inside the warehouse.
After we got out of the car, we all just stood there, looking at Derek. We were kind of waiting for him to do or say something that would show us how to save Jackson. But once Derek didn't say anything, he just crouched down in front of Jackson, staring at the body bag.
"wait, where are Peter and Lydia?" Scott asked Derek as he crouching down next to Jackson's body bag. When Derek didn't say anything, that's when I got the feeling in my stomach. The feeling that told me something bad was about to happen. "Wait, you said you knew how to save him." Scott interrupted Derek as he slowly unzipped Jackson's body bag.
"We're past that." Derek answered back simply while we all just stared at him in shock.
"what..what about..." Scott tried coming up with another way to help save Jackson but there was no getting through the stubbornness of Derek Hale.
"Think about it Scott! Gerard controls him now. He's turned Jackson into his own personal guard dog and he set all of this in motion so that Jackson could get even bigger and more powerful." Derek retaliated to Scott.
"No." Mr.Argent interrupted the argument between Scott and Derek. We all looked at him a bit confused as to what he meant. "He wouldn't do that. If Jackson is a dog then he's turning rabid and my father wouldn't let a rabid dog live." We all contemplated on what to do for a split second until we heard something from behind us.
"Of course not. Anything that dangerous, anything that out of control, is better off dead."
We all turned our heads to see Gerard standing there in the distance. As soon as I laid eyes on him, this anger started building inside of me. All I could imagine was ripping his throat out, maybe that would take some of the pain inside away.
"what the hell are you doing here?" I grinded my teeth together as i took a step towards him as I felt something grab my arm and hold me back. I growled as I looked and noticed it was Isaac who grabbed a hold of my arm.
"don't." Isaac warned her. "it's what he wants. He wants a reaction out of you."
"the son of a bitch tortured me and hurt Stiles..he's the reason all of this happened." I glared at Isaac. "He deserves to rot in whatever hell is waiting for him."
"Please, think about it...it's not worth it." Isaac held me back as I looked up at him. "He's not worth it.." With each word Isaac spoke, it was like I was slowly calming down, like the anger was slowly leaving me. I stood quiet as I shook her head, Isaac seemed to have brought me back. He calmed me down.