049 — broken glass

season six —
episode nineteen

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AFTER BEING ATTACKED BY KATE and separating from her husband and father of her child.

Marlo drives back to Beacon Hills in preparation for the war that's been started.

"Marlo?" Scott asks shocked seeing the woman entering through the McCall residence doorway looking at the broken glass and the blood left on the floor from everyone being injured.

"Hey Scott" Marlo smiles embracing the male tightly while holding tightly onto her daughter in her other hand.

"You came back" Scott states shocked, "Of course, you guys needed me" Marlo shrugs seeing Scott looking at Brooklyn in adoration.

"Can I hold her?" Scott begs, "Of course, she wants to meet her uncle Scotty" Marlo smiles handing Brooklyn to Scott who looks at the baby in his arms with soft eyes.

"Is everyone okay?" Marlo questions seeing Scott look up at her, "Yeah, everyone's alive" Scott confirms leaving out the bit where Deucalion is meeting him and Malia here.

"Scotty, what aren't you telling me?" Marlo frowns sensing her birth father's presence.

"Hello Marlo" Deucalion voices looking at the woman and the child in Scott's arms.

"Deucalion, hi" Marlo gasps seeing the man looking at Scott who looks at the ground anxiously.

"Meet your granddaughter" Marlo mumbles grabbing Brooklyn from Scott and giving Deucalion the cooing baby who looks up at her biological grandfather with soft eyes.

"You ready to go?" Deucalion wonders looking at Scott who nods seeing Malia walking into the kitchen shocked seeing Marlo standing there also.

"Hey Mal" Marlo voices feeling the girl hug her tightly, "You're here to help us? Oh my god" Malia gasps.

"Of course, I'm not letting my family die due to some old hunter" Marlo states firmly nodding at Malia who smiles happy with the brunettes answer.

Deucalion motions for them to follow after him still holding his granddaughter in his arms getting into his car.

Alongside Marlo getting in the passenger seat placing Brooklyn in the baby seat behind her.

Marlo, Derek and Deucalion have all been contact since the couple left Beacon Hills, staying in contact when Marlo first found out she was pregnant with Brooklyn.

Scott and Malia arrive at a shipyard full of large steel shipping containers and illuminated by large overhead lights.

Unbeknownst to either of them both Marlo and Deucalion stand on one of the tallest stacks of containers holding onto Brooklyn.

Deucalion stands with his cane in hand, just as the two look at each other not knowing what to expect or why they are there.

Deucalion slams the tip of his cane onto the roof of the container on which he's standing, causing a ripple of sound waves in their direction.

Scott and Malia both hearing the sound as it moves in their direction, turn to find Deucalion staring down at them and Marlo smirking at them.

"Do either of you know the term for what I'm doing?" Deucalion questions, "Echolocation" Scott responds.

Deucalion looks at Marlo impressed, "They did their homework" Deucalion shrugs, "I looked a few things up" Scott admits.

"I know you think you can learn in just one day what took me years to master" Deucalion states serious laced in his tone.

"We were hoping for maybe a few highlights?" Malia mutters, "Or anything that can help us fight the Anuk-ite without looking at it" Scott voices.

"Fighting blind is one thing—you haven't even learned to walk yet, an orientation in mobility training specialists has to practice blindfolded with a white cane for at least one hundred and twenty hours before becoming certified!" Deucalion snarls seeing Scott and Malia look at each other with alarm and dismay.

"I can't teach you to walk and fight in less than twenty-four" Deucalion states.

"Look, we know the odds are bad, but Gerard's got an army, there's a creature that can scare ordinary people into becoming killers" Scott explains.

Marlo sighs looking at her biological father, "A creature now capable of killing you with just a look, you saw them, didn't you?" Deucalion questions.

"We saw people turned to stone" Malia states, "So why aren't all of you running for your lives?" Deucalion wonders seeing Marlo tilting her head.

"Because we don't run!" Scott snaps, "Yes!" Marlo hums proud of her brother figure.

"Now that sounds like an alpha, let's get started" Deucalion suggests looking at Marlo who nods jumping from the container to the ground beside Scott and Malia placing blindfolds on the two of them.

"Good luck!" Marlo whispers nodding at Deucalion and walking off to the meeting place Deucalion's leading them to while answering her phone.

"Hey, are you both safe?" Derek's voice is heard on the opposite line of the phone.

"As safe as we can be here in Beacon Hills, yes, someone misses you though" Marlo informs looking at Brooklyn sitting in the carrier comfortably cooing at her dad's voice.

"I miss her too Lo, I miss you" Derek states firmly hearing Brooklyn's soft cries in the background of the phone call.

"Brooke's going to be at Deaton's, just so she's away from all the danger" Marlo explains.

"Good idea baby, I'll see you soon" Derek states ending the phone call since he arrived at his destination.

Marlo sighs smiling seeing Deaton walking towards her picking up her daughter.

"I'll keep her safe with my life, Marl, I promise" Deaton explains seeing Marlo nod and kiss Brooklyn's forehead gently wiping her tears away and waving goodbye to both of them.

Seeing Deucalion, Scott and Malia walking towards the catwalk in the shipyard.

Deucalion notices the tears on Marlo's lash line also noticing the lack of Brooklyn anymore and sighs knowing how hard it is to say goodbye—scared that you'll never see them again.

Scott and Malia successfully make their way out of the shipyard following Deucalion's echoing voice.

By the time they make it to the catwalk between the shipping container maze and the parking lot.

Deucalion appears out of the shadows and hits both of them in the shins with his cane using so much force they are both knocked flat on their backs.

Marlo winces knowing the pain from being knocked in the shin and falling on her back many times she's been attacked by different various creatures.

Scott and Malia frown underneath their blindfolds pulling them off looking up at Marlo and Deucalion.

Deucalion sighs in exasperation before looking at his eldest daughter with shame between his eyes.

"How dead are we now?" Malia asks, Deucalion gives her a pointed look huffing, "Quite" said man states.

After a while of standing around both Scott and Malia put their blindfolds back on and are standing in front of Marlo and Deucalion under the catwalk outside of the shipyard, Deucalion turns them so that they are standing back-to-back.

"In humans, thermoception is done mainly through the skin, you have temperature receptors that pick up the change in heat and cold, the eyes of werewolves are particularly effective in picking up heat" Deucalion explains flashing his red glowing irises letting his werewolf self take control of his vision.

"What do we do without our eyes?" Scott questions, "Focus on your skin—the minute temperature changes" Deucalion suggests seeing Malia curiously holding her hands out in front of her as though searching for a change in how her skin feels.

"Now, turn and face each other" Marlo explains finally speaking up after a while of being quiet due to saying goodbye to her daughter for her own safety.

The two do as they're told nodding in Marlo and Deucalion's direction, "Malia? Try to hit Scott" Deucalion demands.

Malia turns as though she's trying to look at him in disbelief through her blindfold, Marlo chuckles softly seeing the look of disbelief.

"Seriously?" Malia questions, "Just do it Mal" Marlo demands softly seeing Deucalion's patience is wearing thin.

"Yes, seriously, you came here to learn to fight—kick his ass!" Deucalion mutters.

Marlo stands against one of the pillars waiting for the next thing to happen.

Malia turns back to face Scott, who looks very unsure about this plan.

"Ummm" Scott mumbles, before said male can protest further, Malia rears back her fist and throws a punch at Scott hitting in the gut, Scott doubles over in pain.

Malia clearly proud of herself giggles happily and turns back to Marlo and Deucalion before returning to facing off against Scott.

After a moment Scott recovers enough to speak, "What am I supposed to do now?" Scott asks breathlessly.

Marlo smirks seeing Deucalion roll his eyes in exasperation, "Defend yourself" Deucalion states with a shrug.

Scott stands up straight just in time for Malia to throw another punch, which he barely blocks with the back of his arm.

However Scott throws a punch of his own, Malia is able to duck to avoid it before suckerpunching him in the face.

Scott staggers backward and leans against the nearby pillar beside Marlo groaning in pain as Deucalion sighs and looks down at the ground.

Malia looks guilty and tries to comfort him, "Sorry" Malia mumbles, "Don't be sorry! Hit him again!" Deucalion demands impatiently.

Malia backs up a couple steps and holds up her fists in a fighting stance as Scott recovers from the blow and does the same.

This time, Scott anticipates Malia's attack and ducks causing her to punch the support column hard enough to crack the stone, "Ow!" Malia grunts.

Malia's cry of pain shocks Scott so much that he reflexively pulls off his blindfold to check on her and Malia does the same before the two turn to Deucalion who groans in secondhand embarrassment.

Marlo stands against the pillar holding her hand in her hands sharing the same stance as her biological father.

"Yeah, I didn't think it was possible, but I'm actually starting to wish I was blind again" Deucalion mutters looking at the brunette who scoffs.

Scott and Malia look at Deucalion with sheepish expressions clearly overwhelmed by the task at hand.

"Maybe and this is just a suggestion, have Scott come after you and not someone he's dating?" Marlo shrugs seeing the shocked faces coming from Scott and Malia.

"What? I'm not stupid" Marlo states looking at the two tension filled teenagers.

Deucalion tilts his head and motions for Scott to put his blindfold back on.

Said male does as told and begins slowly walking under the catwalk as Deucalion circles around him.

"Stop looking for me, listen, sense the rise and fall of temperature, feel the pressure beneath your feet" Deucalion explains.

Marlo stands beside Malia watching Scott dig the balls of his feet into the cement floor while Deucalion moves around to face him.

"Know with absolute certainty my location, my speed, even my method of attack" Deucalion voices.

Before Scott can process this, Deucalion kicks him in the stomach knocking him backward onto his bottom while Malia and Marlo sigh empathetically at the sight of Scott groaning in pain.

Scott recovers sensing Deucalion walk over and kneel in front of him.

"And—you're dead" Deucalion comments hearing Scott sigh while he lifts the blindfold from his eyes looking at the demon wolf.

"Again, Marlo this time, you're joining" Deucalion demands seeing Marlo nod and step forward while Malia helps pull Scott to his feet.

Scott goes to put his blindfold back on, eager to prove himself to not only Marlo—someone he views as an older sister but also Deucalion.

"Alright, come on, let's go again" Scott voices tiredly, "Scott—I think we should try something else" Malia sighs.

"No, there is nothing else, I can't beat Gerard when he's got an entire army behind him" Scott states frustratedly, "They're still afraid of us" Malia voices.

Scott looks exhausted as he tries to make his point, "That's the problem! They don't know us, they don't want us here, they don't even want to look at us, but I still don't think that that fear is real" Scott states.

Marlo looks at Deucalion who seems taken aback by this argument.

"What if it's not just the Anuk-ite? What if this is what people are really like? I mean, could it be that all this creature really does is give people permission to act one whatever awful truth lies within them?" Deucalion wonders.

"I can't believe that, I don't want to" Scott states shaking his head, "Neither do I" Malia states firmly standing beside Scott who looks at Marlo.

"I don't either, I don't believe people I've worked with would want to kill someone who's innocent whether or not they're supernatural" Marlo mutters looking at her biological father determined.

Marlo tilts her head seeing the gears in Deucalion's head turning, said male seems to have gotten an idea and is looking at Scott with a stern expression, "Lose the blindfold, Scott" Deucalion demands.

Scott looks at Deucalion with confusion, and when Deucalion nods at him.

Scott reluctantly reaches up and removes the blindfold that had been resting on his forehead, Deucalion then takes a step back away from Scott.

"Close your eyes, we're going to try this again, but this time, I'm not going to hold back" Deucalion firmly states.

Nodding at his daughter who steps back towards Malia while Scott throws the blindfold on the ground beside him.

"I'm gonna come at you for real, you asked me here because you think I know how to fight? I don't" Deucalion explains turning to face the true alpha with his eyes are blazing red and his voice has taken on a demonic undertone.

"I know how to kill people" Deucalion growls glaring at Scott who closes his eyes just as he's told and cracks his neck in preparation for a battle.

After a moment Deucalion roars at him with his fangs out before lunging toward Scott.

Malia flinches watching the fight between the two alpha's, "He'll be okay" Marlo whispers looking at the were-coyote who looks at her with a soft smile.

Deucalion and Scott—the teenager whom has his eyes shut are facing off under the catwalk in the shipyard.

Deucalion has the upper-hand and has gotten quite a few lashes in on Scott with his cane causing Scott to groan in pain.

Particularly after the third blow which hit him behind the knees and knocked him onto the ground.

Scott grunts loudly while Marlo and Malia stand beside one another grimacing at the painful blows.

"Hit him!" Malia shouts, "Come on Scotty! Hit him" Marlo mutters.

Scott's palms flatten against the concrete ground beneath him and the vibrations he feels of Deucalion moving toward him allow him to identify where he is standing and dodge the next cane strike barely missing getting hit in the face with it.

In one fluid motion, Scott reaches out grabbing the cane in his hands, using them to pull himself to his feet as well as pulling Deucalion to him so he can flip him onto his back on the ground.

Marlo looks around noticing rain starting to fall around them, Scott stands over Deucalion—who chuckles, clearly impressed by his student's quick work.

"You might just survive this" Deucalion states firmly while Scott opens his eyes and reaches down to help Deucalion to his feet.

Lydia and Peter frantically run toward them, "Scott! Scott!" Lydia's voice is heard calling out to them.

Scott frowns in concern as Peter and Lydia join them under the catwalk.

"None of us are going to survive this!" Lydia informs alerting everyone.

Marlo, Scott and Malia, all alarmed by this statement, look at each other with concern.

"What? Why? What are you guys doing here?" Scott questions panicked.

"They're coming! Monroe and more—and they have heavy firepower" Peter states firmly.

No one in the group has time to process this news before a hail of gunfire is shot toward them.

At least a half dozen of them hit Deucalion in the chest and abdomen from behind.

"No!" Marlo screams in horror seeing her father being hit by the bullets.

The shock of seeing him so seriously injured nearly causes the others to be shot as well before they're able to take cover behind whatever support pillar, dumpsters, and steel drums are nearby.

Peter latches onto Marlo's waist holding into her sobbing figure staring at Deucalion's body falling face-first to the ground.

The others look over to find a wall of hunters in front of them, many of which move to reveal that Monroe is standing behind them.

Marlo stares at the woman darkly feeling the veins underneath her eyes flash with her vampirism ready to attack and kill the woman.

The army opens fire yet again led by Monroe—who holds up a black handgun and aims it at Scott and Marlo seeing the most powerful supernatural being in back in Beacon Hills.

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