unleash

Scott and Stiles stood in the locker room changing for gym class as they talked about Scott's strange experience. During work last night he'd heard barking from outside, of course, he'd headed outside to see where it was coming from, and he found Bullet. A dog that he had just treated alongside his owner, Kyle, a senior at the school, but he was nowhere to be seen now. As if he had disappeared into thin air. After the love Kyle had displayed for his small dog there was no way that he would just abandon Bullet outside of the clinic. With everything happening lately, people going missing and turning up dead with the same injuries he was a lot more concerned than he would have been if Kyle had in fact just abandoned the dog. Just because Boyd had managed to be found after he went missing it didn't mean that everyone had that luck and he could already name a few people who hadn't.

"I looked everywhere. It was like he just walked away. Left his car, his dog."

"Okay. Was he, like... Could he have been a virgin maybe? Did he look like a virgin? Was he, you know, virginal?" Stiles asked repetitively drawing a circle around the same question.

"No, definitely not. Deaton makes me have sex with all of his clients. It's a new policy." Scott retorted sarcastically, taking a page out of his best friend's book. But Stiles was less than impressed, even as Scott chuckled at his own joke Stiles remained with a straight face waiting for an appropriate answer. "No, I don't know if he was a virgin. And why are you talking like he's already dead? He's just missing."

"Missing and presumed dead because he's probably a virgin, Scott. And you know who else is a virgin? Me. I'm a virgin, okay? And you know what that means? It means my lack of sexual experience is now literally a threat to my life. Okay. I need to have sex, like, right now. Someone needs to have sex with me, like, today. Like, someone needs to sex me right now!" Stiles ranted frantically, slamming his locker as he finished his rambling, panting heavily.

From behind the locker that had been slammed shut, Danny appeared volunteering to help Stiles with his problem. His sudden voice had caused both of the boys to jump out of their skin as they quickly turned to look at the person offering the help. Both he and Scott were in shock, but the wolf seemed to enjoy watching the exchange, or at least how almost all of the color had drained out of Stiles's face apart from his blushing cheeks at the idea of Danny being the one to take his virginity. Personally, Scott always thought that it would be Kinsey, but with their current relationship, it didn't seem as though that would be happening anytime soon and this was an urgent matter according to Stiles at least. Of course, after Allison, the wolf didn't have to worry.

A still stunned Stiles was only able to mumble a what, not sure if he had heard the boy correctly until Danny began arranging plans, telling him to come to his place at 9 and to plan on staying the night because he liked to cuddle. Stiles had looked from Danny to Scott who stood with a smile across his face, he was too in shock that this was happening.

"Oh. That was so sweet. Are you kidding?"

"Yes, I'm kidding." The boy shook his head in disbelief, walking away from the two of them.

"Okay, you know, you don't toy with a guy's emotions like that, Danny. It's not attractive."

Kinsey stood beside Scott on the cross-country tracks, using him to balance as she stretched. She didn't know why she was bothering to stretch, with the lack of energy inside of her after last night there was no chance of her being able to run this track like she usually would. She would consider herself lucky if she could even run a meter after having no sleep last night, the only way she had managed to look alive today was thanks to make-up tips from Lydia who had been just as restless after finding the body at the pool. Even if she hadn't been breaking into a bank last night, or running after werewolves, or shooting at werewolves, she would have still ended up in the morgue last night looking at the dead body of one of Stiles's childhood friends. While Kinsey had laid awake in her bed for five minutes before her alarm clock sounded at 7 am Kinsey thought more about what Stiles had said, but rather than the gory details sticking out at her, something else had. How he had mentioned that he had been with Heather the night she went missing, the following day was when Sheriff Stilinski pulled him out of class, just a few minutes after he had accidentally pulled a condom out of his pocket. Now she knew what Stiles had been up to this summer, the exact same thing as her, just with a girl named Heather. Kinsey knew that she couldn't be mad for him not telling her, especially when her own endeavors remained a secret for everyone but Derek.

As Scott allowed the girl to lean on him he had some thoughts of his own too, specifically, how the girl didn't seem stressed about the status of her life after they had found out that virgins were being sacrificed. Normally, it seemed like the kind of thing that would worry her, send her into a spiral like it had done to Stiles but the girl seemed unphased. Like she didn't need to worry about being a virginal sacrifice, because, well, she wasn't one. If his assumption was right he only had one more question. Who? She had been partying all summer, it could have been a complete stranger on a drunken one-night stand, but that didn't seem like her. In thought, Scott looked around at all the people stretching before the whistle was blown, he could rack his brain to think of someone that it could be. He was about to brush off the idea, it was stupid to assume that she wasn't worried because she had already lost her virginity, she probably just had other things on her mind, she was too stressed about them to worry about being sacrificed. And then his eyes laid on someone kneeling a few feet ahead of them as he tied his shoelaces, like that, it clicked. The two had spent the entire summer together, there was a chance that in the summer something more had happened. They were definitely closer now, he thought that might have been all the time they'd spent with one another, now that he thought deeper about it, it made sense. He couldn't confirm his suspicions, but they were strong. Really, really, really strong.

As Coach blew the whistle Kinsey pulled herself off of Scott, watching as Isaac glared at the two twins who stood on either side of him, they stared down at him with a smug smirk. They seemed like trouble, it made sense, that was definitely Lydia's type. She didn't need the ability to sniff out emotions to know that for some reason the look that the twins had given Isaac had riled him up. The two twins sped off ahead of everyone else while Isaac remained on one knee, he stood up ready to pounce until Scott had quickly placed a hand on his shoulder holding him back for a moment. He had caught onto it too.

"Isaac!" Scott warned him as Kinsey rushed over to them, had she missed some kind of showdown between the twins, Isaac and Scott? It was as if the four of them had a long-running feud that she had only just noticed. That, or Isaac just really didn't like the look of them. But that didn't quite make sense because to her they weren't too bad to look at.

"It's them." Isaac shrugged off the fellow wolf's hand before he began chasing after the two twin werewolves without even looking back at the two he had left behind.

"What? Isaac!" A confused Kinsey shouted for him, but with the speed of a werewolf, he was already long gone before she could try and ask what the hell was going on with him and the two new kids who, as far as she knew, were innocent. "Did I miss something?" Kinsey asked Scott.

"They're werewolves, Kins. Alphas."

The brunette girl sighed as Scott began racing after Isaac. "Why am I not surprised. Everyone in this town is freaking supernatural."

With no other choice, Kinsey began running after all four wolves, pushing past everyone who got in her way just so she could make a good attempt at keeping up with them. It was no surprise that Scott had quickly disappeared from her line of sight making it almost impossible for her to keep track of where they were running. She tried to keep to the tracks that they were supposed to be running on, but she couldn't be sure that the four wolves would be so determined to do the same.

Scott continued to run with growing speed, so fast that he had to skid around the twists and turns, the smell of Isaac growing stronger as he made his way through the off-road markings. He had occasionally turned around hoping to see Kinsey behind him, hoping she had managed to build up her strength and catch up with them but the path was still empty. His legs carried him until he was met with the sight of Isaac on the ground, one of the twins on either side, both with their hands digging into the beta's neck. The two were so consumed with terrorizing and threatening to break all the bones of the easily wound-up Isaac that they hadn't even noticed Scott coming their way making it all the more satisfying when his fist connected with Ethan's face knocking him straight to the ground as he counted the first bone that he broke in the wolf's face, he was prepared to break a lot more than his jaw.

The four wolves stood up, staring at one another with their glowing eyes and extended claws. For Scott and Isaac, it had been the shining golden eyes of betas, for the twins, the bright blood-red eyes of an Alpha, maybe they were stupid for picking a fight with two Alpha's, but it had to be done. They were all ready to pounce at one another before a scream sounded through the air.

"Kinsey." Scott and Isaac muttered together.

By the time the two wolves found everyone they were all gathered around a dead body that had been strapped to a tree by a dog leash, blood pouring down his body. The two closest to it were Stiles and Kinsey who had obviously been the ones to find it. Both of them with watery eyes, now they had seen three of the four victim's bodies, it wasn't getting any easier. Neither of them needed to ask to know it was the boy who Scott had told them about because he had disappeared into thin air last night. People going missing and turning up dead had become the usual pattern. Even though they knew, they both felt as though they needed the confirmation. Isaac grabbed a hold of Kinsey pulling her back so that there was some distance between her and the dead body she had found, he could feel her heart beating through her chest as she wrapped herself in his arms, unable to stare at the body any longer than she already had. Scott looked at the two of them and that suspicion he had only grown stronger, but he tried to ignore it as he turned to the problem at hand, and to Stiles.

"It's him, isn't it?" Stiles asked, talking to the wolf that stood behind him. Scott didn't need to confirm who exactly the boy was referring to, it was clear that he meant the very person they had been talking about back in the locker room. And it was, it was him.

The brunette girl was distraught, she didn't even know how she found the body. She had been running on the track trying to find the werewolves. When she had gotten out of breath she had stopped, resting her hands on her knees as she tried to catch her breath. The next thing she knew, she was off of the tracks and stood in front of a tree with the dead, bleeding body of a senior tied to it, and a scream was sounding through her ears. Her own scream.

But she chose not to tell anyone that, especially Stiles, she didn't need him asking more prying questions about her personal life. And frankly, every time he asked her a question it only made her come up with a million more for her own about herself and what she was, and she hated it because she knew she wouldn't get those answers. Not until Deaton had claimed that she was ready and that it had shown herself, which was a big problem considering she had no idea what she was waiting for in order for it to have "shown itself".

Within minutes Sheriff Stilinski had pulled up in his cruiser, rushing up to the dead body that his son and friends stood a mere few feet from, the rest of the class not as close, but not as far as a group of teenagers should be from a dead body found just off of the cross-country track. Coach had been in too much awe to think about removing his students from the crime scene, he was just as stunned as the rest of them to find a body on what he thought was just an average Monday morning gym class. When he received tears during his gym class it was usually because of his yelling, not because people had found corpses tied to trees with dog leashes.

"Hey, get out of the way. Get back. Get this area cordoned off before they trample every piece of evidence." Sheriff Stilinski urged his deputy as he charged up to the scene. "Get these kids out of here!" He continued to yell while Tara, his deputy, continued to shout at them to back up also. While Scott moved Kinsey away from the scene to stand in between him and Isaac Stiles stayed in his place to talk to his father, and point out what he and Kinsey had already noticed.

"Dad, just come here. Look, look. Look at it." Stiles urged as he moved his father closer to the body, pointing towards the leash around the boy's neck. "It's the same as the others, you see?"

"Yeah, I see that. Do me a favor. Go back to school, yeah?" Sheriff Stilinski urged causing his son to look at his two friends, and Isaac, in disbelief. "Coach, give us a hand here?"

"You heard the man! Nothing to see here!" Coach began to yell. "Probably just some homeless kid." The boy tied to the three was far from just some homeless kid. He was one of their own. Another innocent teenager of Beacon Hills, a senior, just like they were. There was nothing to stop it from being one of them next, even if they were supernatural it didn't make it impossible for someone to kill them.

Scott pointed out that Kyle was a senior to Coach, who seemed hurt by that fact at first, but as soon as he had asked if the boy had been on the lacrosse team it was clear he was less hurt by the fact a student had been murdered and more concerned that he could have lost one of his beloved players because that was apparently a lot worse. Before anyone had a chance to argue against the man's lack of sympathy a blonde girl came running around the corner, screaming as soon as she had seen the body, screaming his name as Tara tried to keep her away from the body. News really did travel fast in Beacon Hills.

Once again the Sheriff had turned around to the three teenagers that stood beside his son, ushering them away to school once again, only this time they nodded and began walking away. Both Isaac and Kinsey glared at the guilty look twins as they walked by, clearly, the girl had faith in the judgment of the tall beta that stood beside her, it was clear that the two Alphas imposed risk to all of them. They hadn't gone after Isaac for no reason, they were trying to do something.

"You see the way the twins looked at him?" Isaac asked as the four of them began walking away.

"Yeah, you mean like they had no idea what happened?" Stiles retorted.

"No, no, they knew."

"The kid was strangled with a garotte, all right?" Stiles argued his case. "Am I the only one recognizing the lack of werewolfitiude in these murders?". That was a point Kinsey couldn't find an argument against, it wasn't very werewolf-y of them but maybe that was the entire reason that they should be blaming a wolf. Who was to say that they had done it on purpose to push the scent off of them like Stiles was trying to do? Maybe they were fools to assume it wasn't wolves.

"You think it's a coincidence they turn up, and people start dying?" Isaac stated.

Stiles refused to listen to any point that Isaac came up with, even if Kinsey seemed to agree with him he wasn't going to give the beta the time of day. Instead, they would both turn to someone whose judgment they might be able to agree on, he had the most rational thoughts between the four of them, which sometimes, was dangerous. Stiles and Isaac both asked Scott for his say on the matter, but even he hadn't made up his mind, he didn't know yet.

"You don't know yet?" Stiles repeated. That wasn't the answer he had been hoping for from his best friend who he would have believed in a split second. He knew for a fact if it had been Kinsey against Isaac that it would have been a guaranteed agreement, but she seemed to be on the fence between the argument. Just like Scott.

"Well, Isaac's got a point." Scott shrugged as he pointed to Kinsey and Isaac who stood somewhat proud as they folded their arms stubbornly. "Seriously, dude, human sacrifices?"

"Scott, your eyes turn into yellow glow sticks, okay? Hair literally grows from your cheeks, and then will immediately disappear, and if I were to stab your right now, it would magically heal, but you're telling me you're having trouble grasping human sacrifices?" Stiles argued his point, Scott becoming more convinced by the second. "Not to mention, oh, I don't know. The fact that Kinsey has been drawing things before they even happen and that she can mystically jump into people's minds and place herself in their memories?"

"What?" Isaac and Scott mumbled, turning to look at the girl. The jumping into minds the two were well aware of after seeing it with their own eyes, but the drawing thing was news to them both. They didn't even know that she drew, let alone drew something that hadn't happened yet.

Scott paused on that for a moment. "He's got a point." He admitted with a sigh.

"I don't care, all right? They killed that kid. They killed the girl that saved me." Isaac insisted. "And I'm gonna kill them, too."

French class. If there was ever a perfect opportunity for someone to catch up on a nap, it was there. Not just because it was the most hated subject across the school, and the most boring, but for two girls who just so happened to be fluent in the language it created a perfect chance to catch up on sleep. They didn't have to worry about their grades taking a hit, they could do an essay in French with their eyes closed thanks to their beloved Argent heritage. And all of the times Chris and Victoria had taught them the language personally. Whether they were planning on sleeping wasn't a question for either Allison or Kinsey, they had been waiting all day for this class to come around so they could finally rest their heads. As soon as they walked into the class their heads were resting on their desks, both were easily able to fall asleep.

Kinsey needed sleep after seeing the horrific sight of a strangled body with blood pouring down it like a scene out of Carrie, not to mention that in the past four months she had barely been able to catch a wink of sleep either. Sometimes it was her own fault, like when she was up partying or had stayed up to hang out with Isaac in some hidden location, other times it was because she was plagued by her thoughts or spent the entire night scribbling something in her notebook. Then, she just thought it was a stress-reliever for her, but now that she knew more, barely anything, but more, she realized that maybe her drawings knew more about her life than she did. When she had gotten home just a few hours ago to get dressed for school she had found herself flicking through her notebook, looking back at things to clue them to pieces of her life now that she knew that they may just have predicted it. Of course, there were drawings of the deer and the crows in there, and the Alpha pack symbol which she found herself consistently scribbling after it had appeared on the door of the Hale house. Other than that, her drawings seemed normal. Mainly she found herself drawing a tree. A tree couldn't predict her life.

"Mademoiselle?" Miss Morrell said softly as she stood at the desk of the two Argent girls who sat with one in front of the other, the entire class turned to see as both girls lay with their heads on their desks fast asleep, almost drooling. Kinsey was noticed first considering she sat in front of her cousin, but it didn't take long for them to notice that Allison was in the same position as her. "Mademoiselle Argent?" She repeated again.

"Kinsey!"

The brunette was startled awake by the sound of her mother's voice shouting her name sternly in her ears, her head had quickly been raised from the desk as she looked up at the woman who stood over her with folded arms and that stern look across her face. She could feel as her heart rate soared as she stared into the evil eyes of Kate Argent. Kinsey blinked, shaking off the sight until her mother had turned into Miss Morrell who stared at her with the same unimpressed look as Kate, though hers was less stern, less terrifying.

When she had seen the disappointed look on Morrell's face she knew she had been caught, she quickly whipped her head around to see Allison who'd also been woken up, only Allison's sleep deprivation had caused her to hear and see her own mother rather than Kate. Still, Victoria was just as much of a frightening sight to wake up to.

"Es-tu fatiguee, Dames?"

As the two embarrassed girls sat up in their seats, ignoring the laughter of their classmates they both apologized to the woman, though they had gotten rest the abrupt way of being woken up had made them feel worse than they already did. Usually, Miss Morell didn't pay much attention to the two girls because of their capabilities of speaking the language, which compared to their classmates was much better, plus the two had chosen to sit right at the back of the class, which they thought meant they would be left alone, not picked on like now. The bell dismissing the class rang in their ears, but neither of the girls bothered packing up their things, they knew they would just be asked to sit back down as soon as they stood up.

When the class had begun to disperse Morrell took a seat opposite the two girls, prepared to give them a teacherly/guidance counselor lecture which for Kinsey, she had mastered over all of the time that the two had spent with one another in counseling sessions which she had finally freed herself from. Allison shifted in her seat uncomfortably as she looked at the woman, after their exchange last night with the woman it was no surprise that she felt uncomfortable around her. When she had finally gotten a chance, while they were out hunting she had explained why Kinsey had found her hiding in storage out of all places, and it was because of Morrell who'd shoved her in there with a warning to stay until she heard the sound of fighting. The woman was there for a reason, Allison wasn't quite sure what it was, and neither was Kinsey and considering she was their French teacher they weren't entirely sure they would ever want to know.

"You're both starting to concern me. Maybe the three of us should chat in the guidance office sometime. I'm sure Kinsey would appreciate some company in there for once." Morrell tried to soften her words with a smile at the younger brunette but reminding her that she had spent the better half of her sophomore year in counseling wasn't quite the way to do it.

"Or maybe you should tell us what you were doing at the bank," Allison suggested with a large helping of attitude, a habit of hers when she had been deprived of sleep.

"Maybe you should tell me what you were doing there." Morrell retorted, spinning Allison's question back on the two of them. For a moment all three of them shared a stern look, neither of the two girls were going to give in and tell her the answer that she wanted to hear. Clearly, she was involved in the supernatural business just as much as they were. Not only would telling her that score them both a few dozen hours in counseling, but without a doubt, she would tell Chris about where his daughter and niece had been too. "Looks like we have a situation here." Morrell continued as she looked at the two girls who remained with a poker face. "Tell you what, if one of you give me the French word for it that's the same in English, you can both avoid lunchtime detention." She challenged them, usually, one of them if not both would have been able to spit it out in seconds and save themselves from the detention that they knew was held by Harris, but that was their usual selves, not the sleep-deprived and distracted girls that they were today.

Kinsey and Allison tried to rack their brains for the answer, even looking at one another hoping that if one had one half the other would have the rest. But both of their minds were blank.

Impasse, Morrell answered for them before standing up from her chair.

Not only had she outsmarted both of the girls, but they were pretty sure that she hadn't just chosen that challenge to land them both in detention. It was too much of a coincidence when they knew the meaning of the word impasse. A situation in which no progress is possible, especially because of disagreement; a deadlock. Which was exactly how they found themselves.

Kinsey stood at her locker shoving her things in the small space before she had to meet Allison so they could walk into their lunchtime detention together. She made a point of throwing her things into her locker, she was tired, agitated, and had had a long day which had, so far, lasted around forty-eight hours if not longer. None of them could seem to catch a break. Eventually, she had gotten so frustrated in the simple task of piling her things into her locker she had begun throwing her things inside of it instead, she needed to let out that last bit of anger before she saw Harris, the last thing she needed was for him to make a comment that made her lash out and get herself detention after school too.

"What's wrong with her?" Scott asked the tall beta he stood beside, both he and Isaac had turned around at the sound of someone throwing stuff into their locker, neither expecting to see Kinsey being the one to make all of the ruckus.

"How am I supposed to know?" Isaac shrugged it off, turning back to his own locker.

Scott agreed, the two had been together since gym class, if he didn't know what was wrong with Kinsey then Isaac wouldn't either. Instead, he turned back to the conversation they were having before noticing the brunette huntress. Isaac too had been victim to scoring himself detention during lunchtime, only his had been at no fault of his own, he had been set up by the twins. Aiden had beat up Ethan before throwing him at Isaac's feet just in time for Harris to march out of the classroom to find out what all the noise in the hallway was coming from, of course, when he had seen Ethan beaten to a pulp he had placed all of the blame on Isaac. Now it wasn't just Isaac who thought that the twins had it out for him, Scott was beginning to see it too.

"Don't let them bother you. It's just lunchtime detention." Scott tried to reassure the other beta. "If all they want right now is to piss you off, then don't give in. They're just trying to get to you."

Isaac looked back across the hall to where the huntress had just stood throwing stuff in her locker, she was no longer alone as she stood there. She now leaned against the metal with her arms folded as she talked to Aiden, the most annoying twin in Isaac's opinion. Aiden wore a smirk across his face as he talked to the girl who though she tried to hide it, had a smile across her face too. That kind of smile where she didn't want to talk, but someone had cracked her, that used to be him who she would wear that smile for when he would annoy her into a conversation during sophomore year because he had a little crush on her. And now Aiden was doing it to her.

Scott could feel as heat began radiating from Isaac, he followed the boy's stare across the hall, when he had seen Aiden beside the girl even he couldn't resist getting riled up.

"What about tonight?" Aiden asked as he leaned against the locker beside Kinsey.

"Nope." Kinsey slammed her locker shut. "Studying."

"I could help you." The Alpha suggested with a charming smile.

"I don't need the help. I can guarantee that I'm smarter than you. Because if you had even half of a brain cell in that head of yours you wouldn't be stood here trying to get me to hang out with you." Kinsey began, her attitude shocking the Alpha.

"I'm not sure how much you know about me, Aiden, but let me tell you a few things about myself. First of all, I know that you and Lydia have been hooking up in Coach's office at any given chance. Second, she is my best friend and I would never do anything to betray our friendship, and I especially wouldn't throw it out for you. Third, and I'm sure you already know this, but I just want to emphasize it so it gets through that thick skull of yours." She continued her ranting, she stepped closer to the wolf until there were just inches between them, so close that she could feel his hot breath on her face. "I am a trained hunter. I do have a dagger under my skirt as we speak and I'm not afraid to use it. So stay away from me. Stay away from Lydia. And stay away from Isaac before I skin you and use your fur as a winter coat."

As Kinsey walked down the hallway away from a stunned Aiden who remained at her locker Scott turned around to look at Isaac with wide eyes, both of them had been able to hear every word of her ranting, and apart from being more terrified of her than ever before, it had told Scott everything that he needed to know. There was definitely something going on between Kinsey and Isaac. Aiden had it out for Isaac. And he was just as ready to kill the twins as Isaac was.

Scott looked back across the hall to the Alpha who stood looking back at them, still smirking, he may not have gotten what he wanted out of Kinsey, but he had gotten what he wanted from him and Isaac. The look across Scott's face as he walked away confirmed that for him. Scott could feel the smirk from the beta behind him as he stood taking deep, angry breaths. "What?" He snarled under his breath, keeping his back facing Isaac.

"Now they're getting to you to."

When the two had walked into the lunchtime detention they weren't surprised to find that the room was packed with other people who had landed themselves the same punishment as them, half of them if not more were probably Harris's own students, everyone knew he loved good detention, even when he was the one who hosted all of them. What surprised them most of all was that amongst all of the somewhat familiar faces, was an extremely familiar face, even his face had dropped when he saw the two girls walk through the door.

Allison walked through the classroom to the last two empty seats that were next to each other, it was unfortunate that they had to be placed behind Isaac, she still wasn't a big fan of his either for as long as he remained a beta to Derek, whether Kinsey was his friend or not. But she would have rather sit in this detention behind him, not having to speak a word to him than choose one of the other empty seats where she couldn't sit beside Kinsey.

Kinsey followed the girl into the class, keeping her head down. As she walked past the bench that Isaac sat on he grabbed a hold of her arm, stopping her so that they could talk before the detention had begun and they would have to remain in silence for what remained of it.

"What are you doing in here?" Issac asked, looking at her with a concerned expression. He had been in a few of these lunchtime detentions, but it was the first time that he'd seen her in here.

"We-"

"This isn't a mother's meeting. Please take a seat, Miss Argent." Harris warned her.

Kinsey shrugged at the wolf as he let go of her arm so that she could take her seat before Harris lost his patience and turned lunchtime detention into a month's worth, he knew he would get a chance at some point to have a real conversation with her. He didn't know when considering it had been a lot harder to talk to her since being back at school, but he would get a chance soon, he hoped. Once Harris had finished writing "Lunchtime detention" on the chalkboard he turned to the class to make the first of many announcements, everyone in the room was familiar with what happened in these detentions. It wasn't just sitting around for an hour watching the time pass by, Harris wasn't that kind, he made them work. Just like he had in the library when they'd been ordered to put masses of books back on the shelves, today Harris had collected a list of things to do around the school in preparation for this detention. He started on the opposite side of the room to the three teenagers who patiently waited for their tasks. From cleaning all of the boards in the hall, reshelving the library to picking the gum from underneath all of the tables in this classroom he hadn't run out of chores. Not even when he reached the final group of people in the room.

Amongst the three of them, they had all hoped that Issac would be placed alone in doing one of Harris's horrendous chores while the two brunette girls were put together. Allison didn't want to be around Isaac, she wasn't sure she could hold in her insults for that long, plus after he had seen them at the school when they were supposed to be out of werewolf business she couldn't trust that he would run straight to her father if she did decide to hurl an insult or two his way. Kinsey and Isaac's reasoning for not wanting to be together was the same, wanting to keep their secret, well, a secret. That would be much harder to do if they had to put on a facade around Allison, she knew Kinsey better than anyone, she would see straight through their act.

None of them got their wish.

"Restocking the janitor's closet," Harris instructed the three.

Isaac turned around to look at the two girls. While Kinsey's mouth had dropped, Allison's pencil that she had been fiddling with had. They were screwed. All of them.

"Oh, Mr. Harris." Isaac quickly stood up from his chair, approaching the front of the class to try and get himself out of the mess that he had been dropped into by the man. "Um... does it have to be with them?" He asked in a whisper, though the pointing behind him hadn't helped to cover up that he was talking about the two of them. But Kinsey didn't care what Isaac had to say about her to get them out of this.

"Now that I know you'd prefer not to, yes, you have to be with them."

While Isaac pushed in a stack of boxes of supplies the two girls followed in behind him with their arms filled, from the supply closet to where they stood now not a word had been spoken. Not even between the two cousins, looks had been exchanged, but no words, there weren't any. The dictionary didn't offer a word to describe just how painfully awkward the three of them felt with each other. Now confined in a small space, who knew if any of them would dare to speak even if it was just to ask if they could see where the bottles of bleach were supposed to go. The three of them were prepared to remain silent for what remained of their detention if they had to.

Their silence had lasted a matter of seconds after the three had squeezed their way into the tight janitor's closet, they wanted to keep their distance and focus on the task at hand, but it was easier said than done in a room like this. Allison and Isaac had immediately bumped into each other as they tried to fit through the small space, only made smaller by the number of supplies that they had had to bring in with them. The two had mumbled a small apology to one another, which frankly, was shocking. Not because they'd spoken, but because the word to come out of their mouth was actually an apology. Kinsey wished she could frame this moment, she doubted that it would ever happen again. The three tried to navigate their way through the limited space again, Allison remained trying to keep a distance as she kept on the opposite side of the room, Kinsey acted as a barricade between them, hoping that with her stood there neither could lunge at one another and strangle each other to death.

As they stocked the shelves Kinsey noticed as Isaac kept looking around the room, particularly at the door that stood behind them, the desperation on his face didn't seem to be about getting away from her and Allison anymore but just getting out of the tight space immediately. She didn't need to question why, the two knew a lot about each other, she knew he didn't do well in small spaces like the one they were currently in, it brought back bad memories that he would rather avoid. But he knew if he didn't pull his weight he'd only end up back in another detention.

"Are you okay?" Kinsey asked the wolf softly, Allison turned to look at him too. Until hearing the question she hadn't noticed Isaac looking around the room hoping to escape, she would have much rather read all of the ingredients in the cleaning supplies rather than look in his direction. Every time she had caught a glimpse of him leading up to now she had thought of a string of insults, she found out over the summer she had quite a sharp tongue. She wasn't sure whether that came from too much time around Kinsey or Lydia, or maybe even both combined.

"Yeah, yeah. Just not a big fan of small spaces." He mumbled as if she didn't already know. But he didn't expect her to remember that detail about him, he had been a long time since they'd spoken about it. Little details meant a lot to her, how could she not?

"Can I ask you a question?" Allison spoke up, still not looking at the wolf she was talking to.

"Do you have to?" Isaac asked with an inch of attitude, of course, Kinsey had looked at him with a look of warning, he knew the two didn't like each other, but for the sake of this detention and her, he could at least pretend like he could stand her presence.

"I guess not." The older brunette shrugged. "I'm gonna ask anyway." Isaac wasn't surprised by that, it was something that Kinsey would say, they could be quite alike at times, sometimes even identical. That was why it was so strange to him how he could like Kinsey so much but Allison so little, well, actually, at all. "Did you tell anyone that we were at the school the other night?" She asked the wolf. When Kinsey had returned that morning she had told Allison that when she had gone back into the school she was unable to find anyone, but Scott had texted her to say that they had Cora and Boyd, safe and alive. Surprisingly, Allison had believed it.

Isaac looked at the brunette who stood in between them questioning what he was supposed to say to that, considering their lack of conversations since returning to school, today especially he wasn't sure what she had said to Allison. "Was I supposed to?" He asked, it wasn't a deflection, it was a genuine question, more so aimed at Kinsey than it was the girl who had asked. She smiled at the wolf, approving of his question, it hadn't revealed anything, which was already a better start than when he had been left to talk with Derek alone in a confined space.

Allison told the wolf that it would make her happy if he didn't tell anyone, keeping it just between the three of them, but Isaac wasn't interested in what kept Allison happy, in his list of priorities it didn't even get a spot. He couldn't even find it within himself to tie it in with keeping Kinsey happy, and that was on the top spot of his priorities, but Allison, that he couldn't do. He didn't quite have it in him to forgive her after she had stabbed him twenty times with knives. For that, Kinsey couldn't blame him for that. Just because she had forgiven her cousin for what had happened while she was under Gerard's manipulation she couldn't expect everyone to feel that way. Even if part of her did hope that the two would get along, she couldn't ask that of them.

"They were actually Chinese ring daggers." Kinsey corrected under her breath. She knew that it didn't help the situation they were in, but that hunter inside of her felt the need to correct him. Isaac had turned to look at her with a raised brow as if that was the point of him mentioning that Allison stabbed him twenty times, but when she had flashed an innocent smile he melted like he always did. God, he hated her for that.

"I'm sorry," Allison mumbled.

Both of them quickly whipped their heads to look at the brunette with slacked jaws, had she actually just apologized? And for more than accidentally bumping into him while they tried to move around an unusually small closet? Allison seemed quite offended at just how shocked the two of them looked that she was capable of spitting out an apology, a genuine one too.

"Was that an apology?" Kinsey asked the girl, still stunned.

Allison nodded. "Would you accept an apology?" She asked the wolf.

He was lost for words. He didn't think that Argent's were capable of such a thing, even Kinsey seemed to struggle in admitting defeat and when she was wrong, but to have Allison do it was a miracle itself. Isaac stammered for words, trying to quickly question himself whether he would in fact accept an apology for what she had done, he hadn't thought about it before, because, well, he never thought he would see the day where she would apologize for what she had done. In the time that Isaac had been stammering for an answer the door had slammed behind the three teenagers, they all whipped their heads around to look at the now-closed door with wide eyes. Next, the lights went out turning it into a red room that the photography club used thanks to the school's lack of budget for any non-sport-related extra-curricular activities.

Isaac rushed towards the door, shaking the handle rapidly, the two girls following behind him as he almost pulled it off of the door. Panic began overwhelming him as he repeatedly mumbled "no." This was his worst nightmare come true. Kinsey suggested that maybe it had been locked from the outside, though it hadn't made the situation they were in any better. Isaac tried to push his body against the door but something was pushed against it from the other side, he could feel the weight of whatever it was on the opposite side, it was much too heavy for him to push back. The wolf took deep breaths as he stepped away from the door and pulled off his striped gray cardigan, he was beginning to sweat with fear, barely able to calm himself down. Even when the younger brunette of the two had tried to calm him it wasn't working.

"Isaac, relax. Just relax. Allison, call Scott." Kinsey said softly. "Isaac, relax."

"Harris took our phones, Kins. They're all in the classroom." Allison reminded the girl.

Isaac began frantically knocking on the door, still taking deep steady breaths to try and calm himself down but with every second that he spent in the room was another second that he felt even worse. Beads of sweat began lining on his forehead.

"Isaac..."

The sound of the girl's voice barely reached him, he was too inside of his own head. Fuelled by anxiety and fear as he continued banging on the door, with every time that his first collided with its wood the harder the hits became. No matter how many times either Kinsey or Allison had said his name he couldn't be calmed. His hands gripped around the door frame as he took the deepest breath yet, if anything, that had worsened his condition. He began punching the door with full force.

"Isaac. Isaac! Okay, Isaac. Isaac, just relax. Isaac." Kinsey repeated frantically.

With every punch, he could see himself back in the freezer trying to punch his way out of it like he was trying to punch his way out of the room, he was back in there. Back in that hell hole that his father had put him too many times than he was able to count. All of that fear he felt slow began turning into anger until his fist fell against the wooden door and his heavy breathing had steadied, instead, it slowly worked its way into a growl as he felt his eyes turn to their glowing golden yellow as he allowed the rage to take over and consume him. Isaac slowly turned his head to look at the two huntresses behind him, the glowing yellow eyes staring into their souls, his sharp canines extended as he prepared to give in to his animal instincts and rip them apart. Kinsey extended her arm out against Allison, slowly moving both of them back as she continued to mumble the wolf's name through her shaken breaths, she hoped her voice would find a way to calm him but she wasn't hopeful. Isaac's growling became stronger, louder as he stepped close to the girl until Allison's back had been pushed against the shelving of the janitor's closet and his claws were wrapped around the wrists of the younger brunette.

He pushed her against the shelves until they were digging into her back, Kinsey warned the other brunette to move out of the way. Something she usually would have argued against, but she had never felt fear like she had now as she moved to the opposite side of the room, as far away from Isaac as possible as she watched them with wide eyes. Kinsey tried to fight the wolf off but she wasn't having much luck, he was much too strong for her, it was helpless.

"Isaac! Isaac! Isaac!" Kinsey screamed at the top of her lungs.

A break of light came into the small room as the door opened, Kinsey could feel as Isaac's grip on her was released as he was pulled away, thrown outside of the janitor's closet. Scott took a quick look between the two girls who now stood together as Allison rushed to her cousin's aid, holding onto her wrist that had been cut by Isaac's claws. Scott rushed back out of the closet to the wolf who remained freaking out, growling on the floor as his eyes remained a glowing yellow. Scott gripped the wolf around the throat, his own eyes beginning to glow as he made his own attempt of screaming the other betas name, unlike Kinsey's attempts, his had worked. His voice bellowed through their ears until Isaac's eyes faded back to their blue color and the sharp canines had disappeared.

Only when the growling had stopped did Allison and Kinsey step out of the closet, Kinsey still held onto her bleeding wrist as she looked down at the wolf wearily. Isaac scrambled across the floor trying to get away from them, pushing himself against the wall while Scott turned to check on the younger huntress, checking over the bleeding scratches she'd gained.

"I'm okay. I'm fine." She reassured him.

"I'm sorry. Kinsey, I'm so so sorry. I didn't mean to do that." Isaac repeated solemnly. "I'm sorry."

"It's not his fault," Allison told Scott who seemed to have a look of growing anger.

"I know." Scott nodded. "I guess now we know they wanted to do a lot more than get you angry. They want to get someone hurt."

"So are we gonna do something?" Isaac asked. He was all for maiming the twins.

Neither of the huntresses was opposed to getting some revenge either. Kinsey had already given Aiden a warning just a few moments before she had stepped into that lunchtime detention, clearly, her message hadn't been clear enough. Now she may just be getting that fur coat for winter after all. And if Kinsey was in, that automatically meant that Allison was too. The twins had gotten her cousin hurt, almost killed, she needed no more reasoning than that.

It was game on.

After a small meeting, the four had commenced a seemingly perfect plan. It had just the right amount of Allison's logistics, Scott's charisma, Kinsey's sneakiness, and Isaac's desperation to get revenge on the twins. Everyone had their role to play. Ethan and Aiden had clearly spent time figuring out each and every one of their weaknesses, and the four of them were just as aware of their weaknesses too. Their sweet, beloved motorcycles that sat outside the school.

While Scott and Isaac had no knowledge of bikes other than Scott knowing how to ride the one he had brought over the summer the two Argent girls seemed to have enough knowledge for all of them together. When they were young and Chris was much more in his prime and potentially having an early on-set midlife crisis he had owned a bike of his own, the girls couldn't have been any older than nine, but every time that Chris brought home a bike to fix up, he would let the two of them help out as much as possible for two young children. All of those lessons that he'd taught them had stuck with them even after all of this time, they never thought they would need it, neither of the girls intended on owning a motorcycle, but what better time to use all of that seemingly useless knowledge then when declaring war against two Alpha twins.

Allison had the task of dismantling one of the bikes, which was much quicker than jumpstarting one, as soon as she had a selection of parts she would meet Scott, giving him the parts to tease the twins with when they sat in class with them. If things went to plan an arranged twin would rush out into the halls to the sound of a motorcycle engine, they didn't mind which twin, either would claim it as a success, personally, Kinsey was hoping for Aiden to be the one who would rush out but she could work with Ethan too. Whenever one of them rushed out to the hall Isaac and Kinsey would frame them just in time for Scott to get Miss Blake out of her classroom and out into the hall to catch whichever twin it was redhanded. Something like that was bound to get them a lot more than lunchtime detention with Harris. It didn't take long for Allison to have a bag full of motorcycle parts allowing her to quickly rush to meet Scott and head to class giving Kinsey and Isaac just a few more minutes to jumpstart the other motorcycle.

Isaac stood beside the motorcycle that Kinsey bent down beside as she tried to jumpstart it, his foot nervously tapped on the ground as he stood with folded arms keeping a lookout for either of the twins in the unlucky chance one of them walked past while she fiddled with the bike. He couldn't wait to get revenge on them, but frankly, the amount of time that it had taken so far was beginning to put him on edge. He knew it wasn't an easy task, and maybe his worry was making it seem longer than it was, but he was hoping he would already be riding through the halls by now. Isaac tried to distract himself by watching the girl, one, trying to learn something from what she was doing, and more specifically creating a world of fantasies involving her and that bike in front of her. That seemed like a pretty good distraction.

For a while, until someone would walk past and he would be reminded of the real world.

"Are you almost done?" Issac nervously asked.

Kinsey paused for a few moments before she reached over the motorcycle and started the engine, standing up with a proud smile across her face, slightly riddled with a look of I told you so, one of her favorite looks to give, especially to him. An impressed Isaac threw his leg over the motorcycle, sitting on it as he placed his hands on the handlebars. Kinsey stood with her legs on either side of the wheel, leaning over the bike as she gave him a quick lesson in motorcycle 101. Considering she knew how to ride the bike herself it would have been easier for her to be the one to ride it, but Isaac had already bagsied that role before anyone had chance to argue over it.

"Pull back with your left hand. Kick down to put in gear. Front brake. Throttle. Back brake for stopping." She demonstrated with her hand on top of his, as she leaned over the bike their faces ended up just inches apart from one another. Usually, when they were this close to each other it would result in a kiss if not more, it was almost an instinct to lean into one another, but they had to remember where they were. "Try not to make us crash," Kinsey mumbled softly with a smile.

"Yeah. Been there, done that." Isaac said with a slight smile across his face as Kinsey walked behind the bike to sit behind him. He turned his head toward her, peering over his shoulder. "I really didn't mean to hurt you." The wolf muttered softly, sincerely.

"I know." Kinsey nodded. "Now, I think we need something to remember this."

As if they needed a photo to remember the time where they pissed off two Alpha werewolves by messing with their beloved motorcycles. It was a memory that was sure to stick with them with or without a photo. Kinsey asked the wolf once again if he was ready to do this when he retorted by roaring the engine of the motorcycle again she nodded with a smile, the two of them pulled the helmets over their heads ready to begin riding through the halls of the school. A risky move for two people who had already had more detentions than most of the junior year combined. The brunette pulled her cellphone out of her back pocket, she planted a kiss on his cheek as she took the photo, then took another one of the two of them smiling. The more appropriate one of the two of them smiling was the one she had sent to Scott to signal that they were ready for their plan of revenge to begin unfolding.

Allison walked into English alongside Scott who held a backpack full of parts over his shoulder, a smirk across their faces as they looked at the twins who sat in the middle of the room with free seats on either side of them. While the wolf took the seat beside Ethan Allison took the seat beside Aiden giving him the same charming Argent smile he had earlier received from Kinsey. Neither of them tried to disguise how smug they felt as they took their seats at the desks, they wasted no time turning their bodies towards the twins as they both smiled from ear to ear. The twins needed nothing more to know something was going on.

Scott began pulling out parts of the motorcycle from his backpack, laying them out on his desk as the smile continued growing across his and Allison's face. He didn't know the name of the parts he was pulling out, neither Allison nor Kinsey thought that was a necessary thing to teach him, in fact, they thought it would make it that little more entertaining. To let the twins know just how carelessly they had treated their precious motorcycles. Both of the twins sat up in their seats, shifting in them as they began growing more anxious, wondering whether those parts had come from their motorcycles, or if they had just gotten them from some junkyard across town. Their heads turned to Allison who pulled another part out of her own bag, playing with it in her hands as she kept eye contact with Aiden, she disliked the thought of him just as much as Kinsey did, this was yet another Argent warning that they did in fact having the training and the balls to hurt either of them if they wanted to. She still carried that same crossbow in her bag that she did in sophomore year, and now that Aiden had messed with both Kinsey and Lydia, she was that much more tempted to use it against him.

"This looks kind of important, don't you think, Scott?" Allison asked.

"Really important." He nodded, pulling out another part. "I have no idea what this thing does."

Right on schedule, a motorcycle began revving outside turning the twin's heads towards the door, both of their faces dropping. From her seat Allison could practically feel the heat radiating from Aiden as he stared at her with raised brows, she couldn't help herself but wink at him. His hands slammed against the table as he stood up, ignoring Ethan's warning not to do anything as he ran out of the class. Miss Blake looked to the empty seat that Aiden had just got out of with a confused look across her face, she looked between the three who'd been sitting near him. While Ethan averted his eyes Scott and Allison shrugged with faint smiles.

Allison looked at Scott, waiting for him to give her the signal, when he could hear some kind of talking between the two werewolves and Kinsey, that was when they would get Miss Blake out into the hall ready to catch Aiden redhanded.

"Get off of my bike!" Aiden growled as he ran towards the bike, Isaac braked in just enough time that they didn't mow the twin down, though he would have enjoyed that just as much. Aiden had placed his hands on the handlebars, stopping them from moving any further. Together, the two of them pulled their helmets off of their heads, revealing just how much they were enjoying watching how well their torment had worked on him.

"No problem." Isaac grinned.

Kinsey climbed off of the bike, walking past the Alpha who continued gripping onto his precious child. Isaac stood up on the motorcycle, he placed his hands on the Alphas shoulder before using him to perfect the somersault over his head.

"Miss Blake," Allison spoke up as she raised her hand. "I think I heard a motorcycle in the halls."

The woman dropped her things, rushing out of the classroom, the entire class following her into the hallway, and they weren't the only ones. All of the other classes in the hallway had rushed out at the sound of a revving engine, desperate to find out who dared to ride a motorcycle inside of the school. All of them had been met with the sight of Aiden in the middle of the hallway with his hands on the bike, Isaac and Kinsey were stood far enough away from him to look perfectly innocent. With the number of teenagers who had rushed out into the hall, it took a mere matter of seconds for them to blend in with everyone else as Scott and Allison stood beside them, all four of them shared the same proud smile. Bittersweet revenge. Ethan looked across all of the faces that stood in a line, becoming more enraged with every one of them.

"You have got to be kidding me." Miss Blake deadpanned as she pushed through the crowd to see the Steiner twin. "You realize this is going to result in a suspension."

Ethan and Aiden looked straight to the four teenagers who were silently celebrating. Scott and Allison smiled at one another as the huntress stood with folded arms, Isaac stood with the biggest grin of all, his arm thrown over Kinsey's shoulder as she shook her head, quietly tutting at the Alpha who had gotten caught. Maybe now he would learn to listen to her threats.

Once the school day had ended Kinsey walked through the halls with Scott and Isaac, she had agreed to drive Isaac home to the loft considering she planned on visiting Cora tonight. It was the first time she would officially be meeting the girl since she had gotten out of the vault, and with making a commitment to having a relationship with her father came making an effort with the entire family. She was quite excited to meet the girl who Derek compared her to so often, and she'd already heard plenty of good things about her from Isaac, and he had only been living with the werewolf for a matter of a day.

While waking out of the school Scott had passed the principals office where Ethan and Aiden had been sitting receiving the details of Aiden's suspension, no matter how much the two of them tried to argue with Principal Thomas, blaming it on the four teenagers, explaining how they had all set him up there was no changing the man's mind. Aiden had been caught in the act with his hands on the motorcycle by Miss Blake and dozens of other witnesses. There were no ifs or buts about it. Not to mention that the two wolves had blamed Kinsey and Allison, Principal Thomas had heard the girl's name's a lot in his time ruling the school, never had he heard a bad word about the two of them. Kinsey was one of his best students, practically a star athlete on the track team, who would ever believe that she, an angel would plan something this mischievous?

"I wish I could have seen their faces." Isaac laughed as the three of them walked down the staircase. "They look seriously pissed?"

"Yeah." Scott laughed. He wished that he could have taken a picture of that moment, let alone the image he had received of Isaac and Kinsey on Aiden's motorcycle. When the three looked down the hallway they were met with the sight of the two twins standing a few feet away from them sporting a scowl, both were prepared for a fight against the other three teenagers.

"Kind of like that?" Kinsey asked, pointing at them.

Ethan and Aiden looked at one another before removing their shirts and jackets, of course, Scott, Kinsey, and Isaac all shared a puzzled look, raising their eyebrows. Kinsey usually wouldn't have been opposed to the sight of the two wolves performing a striptease, even if they were both the biggest assholes she had met, that she wasn't related to, she could still admit that the pair were good looking. But now didn't seem like an appropriate time to be performing a striptease. Ethan kneeled down to the ground staring them all right in the eyes as Aiden shoved his fist straight through his brother's back, merging with him. The two merged into a single large wolf, what was once two average height boys turned into one abnormally large wolf that towered over even a six-foot-something Isaac. Of course the three, much smaller, individuals stood stunned as they watched the wolf grow larger, their jaws gaped in awe of them. None of them could do that, if they could maybe Kinsey's small stature wouldn't be so much of a problem for her when it came to all of the fights she had on an almost daily basis.

Despite the new size of the two wolves, Isaac dropped his bag down on the ground beside him, ready for a fight. He had waited for it all day, he didn't think he was going to get a chance after Aiden had got suspended, but now as they stood before him, even merged into one, he had his chance. He could kill two birds with one stone now they were one big wolf.

"We can take them." Isaac insisted, rolling up the sleeves of his cardigan.

Ethan and Aiden roared at them loudly, ready for them to try.

Scott looked at the wolf who stood on the other side of Kinsey with wide eyes, for a moment he had to question if he had heard him correctly or if he was imagining that like he was imagining that Ethan and Aiden just made one big, ugly wolf. "Are you kidding?" Scott asked sarcastically.

"Isaac!" Kinsey yelled at the wolf, there was no chance she was going to let him even attempt to fight the two wolves now, no matter how much any of them wanted it. She and Scott grabbed the wolf's arm as they began skidding through the halls in a desperate attempt to escape the merged twins but the girl had been the only one to escape their grips. Her hold on Isaac's arm fell as he and Scott were pulled into the air by the scruff of their necks, Kinsey turned around with wide eyes to look at the two struggling betas as the merged Alphas bashed their heads together before throwing them onto the ground down the hall leaving her all alone in this fight.

The two betas on the ground groaned in pain as they rubbed their heads, their vision was blurry after the coliison of their heads together, they could barely make out a clear image of the large Alpha turning around to look at Kinsey. But they were able to hear their growling.

"Kinsey, go!" Scott warned the girl as he lay on the floor.

The huntress swallowed the lump of nerves in her throat, replacing it with an idiotic amount of courage as she dropped her own bag to the floor like Isaac had. She reached under her skirt, pulling out the Chinese ring dagger hidden in the holster strapped to her leg, the very weapon she had threatened Aiden with just a few hours ago. She didn't think she would have to follow through on that threat, but she wasn't going to run away now. Kinsey was prepared to unleash every bit of training that she'd been given in the past eight months, which didn't sound like much, but Chris was a thorough coach. There were no rests. The fact that he had trained her over a skype call during summer proved that he wasn't willing for her to miss out on all of the training just because she was on a different continent. He couldn't accept that. Kinsey held her dagger high, she knew it wasn't enough to fight off an Alpha that large, but she hoped it would be enough to buy her some time until Scott and Isaac managed to pull themselves off of the floor.

From down the hall tapping against the tile floor began, sounding in their ears, pausing the fight. Ethan and Aiden bowed their heads as they turned around to meet the one and only Deucalion. The Alpha of Alphas. The two younger Alphas quickly separated themselves once again as they faced the man with shame. Kinsey's hand remained around her dagger, she was in too much of a panic to do anything with it after seeing the biggest Alpha of all, he didn't need to merge to gain that title. Even Isaac and Scott were quite stunned, now that their vision was less blurry they too were able to see the Alpha of Alphas walking past them.

Deucalion picked up his cane, removing its red tip to reveal a small silver blade. Kinsey took a few steps back, hoping that he hadn't pulled it out for use against her. But it wasn't, it was for the two Alpha twins who had disobeyed him, ignoring all of the orders that he had given them. He thought his instructions had been clear, the two of them needed to watch the McCall pack, not try and fight them, they could talk to them, find out their weaknesses, maybe even some of their strengths. But he had been the clearest about not picking a fight with them.

In a single swift movement, Deucalion swiped the blade across their face leaving two identical cuts across their faces. He certainly left a first impression, at least to Kinsey and Isaac, until now they hadn't had the pleasure of meeting Deucalion. But Scott had once before, not so officially, but he knew that he had met the man once before in the hospital.

Ethan and Aiden stepped aside as Decualion walked between them and closer to the huntress who stood alone, that lump in her throat returning as she tried to look through the man's black glasses. She couldn't see anything, but she could imagine a dead look behind his eyes. As he walked past the young girl he gave her a single nod before continuing to walk with his head held high, the twins following behind him. Kinsey's eyes followed the man until he disappeared from the corridor, and then the two teenagers walked behind him with shame. Only then did she turn back to the two wolves on the floor, quite lost for words.

Ethan and Aiden stepped aside as Deucalion moved between them and closer to Nova who cringed as he stood in front of her, she was prepared to end up back in the vault she managed to escape from. Closing her eyes as she prepared for the worst. But he moved straight past her with the two twins following him, leaving her alone with Isaac and Scott who lay on the floor.

"Who the hell was that?" Isaac asked as he looked between them.

"Deucalion."

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Kinsey and Isaac approached the loft, both of them were exhausted after the day that they had, nay, the year that they had. Part of the brunette girl knew that she probably should have gone home tonight and slept until tomorrow, hell, she needed it. But all day had been spent building up the excitement of finally meeting the Cora Hale. An apparently short-tempered and straight-talking wolf that she knew she would love. Though she had to admit she was nervous whether that would be returned, maybe part of her was a Hale, but the other was still an Argent, she was still the daughter of Kate Argent who had killed almost her entire family, she knew there was a chance that Cora wouldn't be as forgiving as Derek and Peter were over that matter.

She knew that it might not work straight away, they may not feel like an instant family, Kinsey knew that she may have to put work into convincing Cora that she wasn't her mother. She was more than prepared to do it, she had spent every moment since finding out the truth about her mother trying to do that, why not add Cora to the list of people she had to prove it to? Isaac tried to comfort the girl by reminding her that if Cora wasn't willing to accept that Kinsey was also an Argent she wouldn't have invited the girl to the loft in the first place. But a paranoid Kinsey had to wonder whether Cora had asked her to come so she could kill her right there and then.

The only other problem that she faced tonight was Derek. He hadn't been in the best of moods lately, it was understandable, he had lost a beta, he was being headhunted by a pack of Alphas and well, he was Derek Hale. Miserable was the only other emotion he showed other than anger. He probably wouldn't be thrilled over the unannounced visit of his dear cousin, he never was unless it was to help them out, but she didn't quite care, Cora had invited her over and that was enough for her. By now he should have been used to her being in his loft, as well as teenagers in general considering he now lived with two of them. Kinsey liked to think she was the easiest out of all three of them, he didn't have to worry about her lashing out at him because of a full moon because unlike most teenagers in this town, it didn't affect whatever she was.

As soon as Isaac had swung open the loft door the two were met with the Alpha standing on the opposite side with folded arms, he clearly had heard them coming from all of the talking about Deucalion they had been doing as they walked up the unbearable staircase. Being welcoming was just another thing that Derek wasn't capable of being.

"I thought I could hear Princess Daisy." The Alpha smiled, which was a lot more frightening than his frowns that she was used to seeing. Where had his ability to become welcoming come from? He had never been happy to see her, ever. And a nickname, too? Kinsey and Issac both looked at one another questioning if they had walked into the right loft, it looked like the right loft, it was as empty as the right loft, and it looked like Derek in front of them. Maybe they had somehow entered an alternate universe where Derek was friendly. They wanted out, immediately. It didn't feel right to be welcomed into the loft by him. Something was up, and they wanted to find out what it was, maybe then they could set it right.

"That's new," Kinsey mumbled as she and Isaac walked into the loft.

Derek shrugged, she didn't have a choice in the name, even though he had only used it once it was stuck now. He thought it was quite the fitting nickname, she acted like a princess, she had the hair, the name was right there in front of him to use, so he did. It had come to him out of nowhere but he thought he would test the waters with it, and well, knowing that she wasn't a big fan of the name based on the face she had pulled was enough for him to confirm that it was what he would be calling her from now on. Just to annoy her like she did every time she was here, laying around in his loft like she lived here too.

"Don't you have your own home to fester in rather than mine?"

Kinsey threw herself on the man's couch, placing her feet on his coffee table, she knew it riled him, which only made her want to do it more. Annoying each other had become their thing, it was only natural to do anything in existence to annoy the other. "I do. But I much prefer coming here and annoying you. Nothing else in this world brings me so much joy."

"Oh, she's a Hale all right." Cora smiled as she waltzed down the metal staircase.

The Argent quickly jumped back out of her seat to meet the girl, the two of them rushed towards each other as they squealed loudly almost piercing the ears of Derek and Isaac. It was as if the two of them had met a million times before, not for the first time. This was the last thing Kinsey would have expected from her first meeting with Cora, but it was the best she could have ever wished for. In all of his years knowing, and not knowing his sister, Derek had never seen his little sister act that friendly towards anyone. Especially not in the first time of meeting them, since she had been back she had been acting like a normal brooding teenager who moped around not whatever this was in front of him. It was horrifying. Derek and Isaac couldn't help but stand with slack jaws as they watched the exchange between the two of them, even Isaac knew that this wasn't normal Cora's behavior. Neither knew how to react to it. It was unnatural, it was almost as insane as Derek smiling at them when they had walked into the loft. They had most definitely walked into an alternate universe somehow.

The two girls pulled apart from their hug as Cora gushed over the girl, over how much she had heard about her from Isaac, Derek, and even Peter. In the small amount of time she had been back Cora felt like she had met Kinsey a million times with all of the things she'd been told, all of the stories that the two Hale's and Isaac had shared about the girl. And all of them had made a point of emphasizing just how, unlike Kate Argent she was, clearly, Kinsey wasn't the only one who was worried whether Cora would accept the girl. Based on the display in front of them they had clearly all underestimated just how forgiving Cora could be after what she'd been through.

Frankly, Cora was just glad to have another girl around. After all, she'd heard of the girl it was clear that the two of them would get along, for someone who wasn't raised as a Hale she had a lot of it inside of her. Like Derek had seen the girl as a sister and someone to protect, Cora saw it too now. Now Laura was gone, Kinsey was the closest she was going to get to a sister.

The sound of more footsteps came down the metal staircase of the loft, it was obvious who it was going to be, not only did a room fall silent every time he stepped into it, but he was the only one not here for this small Hale meeting. Cora immediately rolled her eyes at the sight of her uncle, she wasn't so willing to forgive him for what he had done as she was for what the Argent's or at least Kinsey had done. Peter had still killed Laura, and for that, he couldn't be forgiven, she had never been a big fan of his anyway, not even when she was a child. But he was family which meant she had to put up with him.

"Ah, my darling daughter." Peter grinned with open arms. "To what do we owe the pleasure?"

"She's not here for you." Cora deadpanned. "Now before the three of you corrupt her more than you probably already have, me and Kinsey have some cousin-bonding to do." The young wolf insisted as she began guiding the brunette away from the three wolves, she felt sorry for the girl, she had only been back a matter of a day but even she knew how draining the three of them could be, she didn't quite understand how Kinsey had been putting up with them for so long and especially how she was brave enough to start dating one of them. That was a detail that Derek had accidentally dropped out when talking about their cousin, but he had sworn her to secrecy.

In the midst of catching up on each other's lives, what Cora had been up to while she was away from Beacon Hills and everything that she could possibly learn about her newest family member Kinsey had talked about their small-run in with Deucalion this afternoon. If that was what it could be called. It was strange, the two felt so comfortable telling things to one another, once again it was like they had always known one another. Besides Allison and Lydia, she'd never felt so able to talk to people as easily as she did now. It didn't take long for the brunettes to get to such a depth of their conversation that Cora had dropped out that she knew about Isaac, that claimed her as the second person to know, it was clear who she had gotten it from.

By the time the two had finished their talk, it had become almost pitch black outside, signaling that it was best for the girl to leave soon before her uncle was calling Sheriff Stilinski to put an APB out on her. Cora had prepared to walk the girl out of the loft but the two never made it any further than the hallway before Cora had grabbed onto her arm, pulling her back. Both of them stopped to eavesdrop on the conversation happening between Derek and Isaac in the living room. From the small snippet, they had already caught it sounded heated. While the older wolf stood looking out the large window that the heavy rain dripped down Isaac was stood with his back against a column, and thus the two eavesdropping teenage girls.

"I don't get it." Isaac scoffed in disbelief. "Well, did something happen?"

"It's just not gonna work with both of you here." Derek followed. His attitude had certainly changed since when Kinsey had arrived at the loft, from all of them smiling and happiness that he seemed to show, all of that was gone now. They should have known better to think that it was anything more than just an act, he obviously knew what he was going to do, he just wanted to soften the blow before he did it. Kinsey turned back to Cora, the girl Derek was clearly talking about. An immediate look of guilt came across the female wolf's face, not only had she begun growing close to Kinsey, but she'd also created a blossoming relationship with Isaac too, they even had their own banter now. "I've got Cora now. It's too much. I need you out tonight."

Kinsey's face had dropped at those words, she couldn't believe it as she asked Cora if he really had just told Isaac that he was kicking him out. Even Cora was in shock as she placed a hand over her mouth to muffle her gasp of shock.

"Where am I supposed to go?" Isaac asked, it was clear by his tone that he was hurt. He thought that Derek was his Alpha, he had been the person to protect him for months now, he was the one who encouraged him to stand up against his father, to make him the person he is now.

"Somewhere else."

"Did I do something wrong, Derek?"

Derek turned around, twisting the glass tumbler in his hand. "You're doing something wrong right now by not leaving." He said as he pointed to the door, his tone growing angrier.

"Oh, come on."

"Just get out." Derek deadpanned.

"Derek, please."

"Get out."

"Come on." Isaac pleaded again.

"Go!" Derek yelled loudly before throwing the glass in his hand straight towards Isaac who managed to duck before it hit him, instead it barely missed him and hit the column behind him instead. At that point, it had been the last straw for Kinsey. She knew plenty about what Isaac had been through, more detail than she wished to ever know, and Derek did too, he knew what the man used to do to his son. Including throwing glasses at him which only angered her more. The bite that Derek had given him was supposed to help him escape that kind of torture, the life that Derek had tried to help him build so that he could move past it all.

As Kinsey began walking out of the hallway, ready to stand up to Derek if Isaac couldn't Cora quickly tried to grab the girl's arm, desperately trying to stop her before it was too late. From what she had learned about the girl she would say things, things that she may not be able to take back. She was impulsive, and frankly, her emotions ruled over her. And right now she felt a lot of emotions for Isaac, her first instinct was to protect him, Cora just didn't know how it would end, she didn't quite know the brunette to that extent yet.

Kinsey had surprised the wolf she had left behind. Rather than releasing every ounce of anger she felt towards Derek she ignored him completely, instead, she muttered a soft "come on" to Isaac, picking up his bag for him off of the floor before she began guiding him out of the loft. She couldn't look at Derek. Not when she stood beside Isaac, while walking out of the loft or when she had slammed the loft door shut. She had no words that would express her disappointment in Derek who she thought had changed slightly since they had met, clearly, he hadn't changed at all and he never would.

The decision had been so abrupt Kinsey didn't quite know what to do as the two of them sat in her car in silence, the only noise was the heavy pattering of rain on her car. She couldn't take him home with her even if it were just for a night, her uncle would kill her for daring to even ask. While Isaac sat in silence twiddling with his thumbs she only had one option, there was nobody else she could ask, nobody else had the kind of heart for Isaac like she did.

After spending ten minutes trying to find the keys to the McCall house that he had given her a copy of last year the two of them had become drenched by the rain. Isaac's white t-shirt had become completely see-through, the curls in his hair had returned. Kinsey's hair was sodden, her mascara had begun to run down her face and her hands had become red sore from the cold, even after Isaac had thrown his cardigan over her to try and keep her warm while he gave his best attempt at finding the keys. He had never known someone with so many keys on a single keyring. Scott's house. Her apartment. Stiles's house. Coach's office. Her old house. Her car. And many more, but he was too scared to ask what they were all for, he imagined that they would come into use whenever she wanted to be mischievous.

When she had entered the McCall house there had been a note stuck to the fridge. "Working late tonight. Be home at 2." Kinsey couldn't say she was surprised that Melissa wasn't at home, she was always working late-night shifts at the hospital, it was what helped keep Scott's secret for so long on full moons, she was never home to hear as he roared through his transition. Isaac didn't seem so sure about walking through Scott's house to ask him for this favor, he thought that they should have knocked, after all the wolf was upstairs, they could tell by his bedroom light being on. But Kinsey insisted that he wouldn't mind, it wasn't the first time she let herself in. And it was surely not going to be the last of it either.

Isaac looked down at the floor guiltily as they stood outside of the wolf's bedroom. He'd told her the entire way here that he didn't want to intrude. He didn't want help. How he would stay out on the streets. But she wasn't going to let that happen, and she knew Melissa and Scott wouldn't let him either. They were good people, maybe even too good for their own health.

Kinsey knocked softly on the door.

"Come in, Mom," Scott shouted, clearly he hadn't seen his mother's note.

She carefully opened the door, Scott had turned ready to greet Melissa but his face had dropped when he looked at the two of them standing in the doorway, both dripping onto his floor. Their looks were disheveled. His eyes moved from their messy appearances to the bag in the wolf's hand, already he knew where this was headed as he looked back to Kinsey's sorrow-filled eyes.

"Uh..." Kinsey mumbled not knowing where to begin.

"I-I was wondering if I could ask you a favor." Isaac continued, stumbling to get his words out.