'fury'

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ALYSSA HADN'T EVEN heard of the boy Matt, before Scott had explained briefly who he is and the fact he had some sort of obsession with Allison, who couldn't be less interested. Their conversation had come to a quick end when Stiles had interrupted their kiss, claiming that something was happening in the backyard, and when they saw Matt having a panic attack by nearly drowning, it suddenly made sense to them all - but when they had seen Matt and the Kanima in the front of Lydia's house, it proved their theory was correct, Matt was the master.
So that's why now, the three of them had made their way over to the police station, to convince Stiles' dad that he should lock Matt up because he was the murderer. Alyssa didn't think that Noah would believe them, after all, they were pinning the blame on Matt for murders, and there was no evidence against him unless it was something supernatural, which Noah had no clue about, so the issue was, what were they going to do?

The Hale girl stood awkwardly behind Scott and Stiles as they spoke to the sheriff - the man didn't exactly know her as much as he knew his son and his best friend, so there was no reason as to why she should be pinning the blame on Matt to him, when he clearly wouldn't believe them all. When Noah began to argue and claim that Matt isn't the murderer, she sighed in exhaustion, but after a while of convincing, they were finally able to ring Melissa and ask her about Matt's appearance in the hospital that they had found footage on the cameras. After that, she recognised him, claiming that she stopped him from tracking mud in the hall, and that gave them everything they needed to arrest him for the murders. "Scott, call your mom back, see how quickly she can get here. If I can get an official ID, I can get a search warrant." Noah told Scott, as Alyssa smiled in relief that he finally believed them.

"I'll go to the front desk and tell them she's coming." Alyssa spoke up for the first time, earning a nod from Noah as Stiles and him kept flipping through the papers in front of them. She gave Stiles and Scott one last smile before she rushed out of the room, heading towards the front doors of the station, when she stopped dead in her tracks at the sight in front of her. Dead bodies, everywhere. "Shit." She muttered, moving backwards at the sight, until she felt something press against the back of her head, a gun, to be exact. The girl took a deep breath as she tried not to move, knowing that the boy wouldn't hesitate to shoot her in the head.

"Move." Matt ordered, the girl obeying as she held her hand up in surrender, turning around to face him as he kept his hun aimed at her head, one shot, and she would be dead. Alyssa glared at him as she walked past, keeping her hands raised as she did so, heading straight back to the others, who were stood waiting for her.

Scott exhaled in relief at the sight of the girl, before his heart stopped at the person behind her, and what the boy was holding up to her head. Alyssa gave him a look as to tell him not to try anything, as Noah spoke up. "Matt? It's Matt, right?" He asked, holding his hands up in surrender at the sight of the young girl being held hostage with a gun. "Matt, whatever's going on, I guarantee you there's a solution that doesn't involve a gun, so why don't you let her go." He tried to tell the boy, who simply tilted his head with an amused look on his face.

"You know, it's funny you say that, because I don't think you're aware of just how right you are." Matt spoke up, the gun pressing against the back of the girls head as he spoke.

"I know you don't wanna hurt people.." Noah carried on, trying to defuse the situation as Scott felt like he was going to explode at the sight of the girl in front of a gun. What if Matt shot? What would he do without Alyssa?

"Actually, I wanna hurt a lot of people." Matt corrected, "You four weren't exactly on my list, but, I could be persuaded." He said, smirking as he showed them the gun in his hand that was aimed right at Alyssa's head, "And one way for me to want to blow this girls head all over this office, is to try and dial somebody on your cell phone, like McCall is doing." Matt spoke, causing the boy to instantly take his hand out of his pocket, "That could definitely get Hale hurt. Or worse, dead." He carried on. "Everyone." Matt told them, motioning that they should move, and when they didn't, he snarled, "I will blow her brains out, move! Now!" He yelled, alerting Noah.

The boys all put their phones on the table, glancing anxiously at Matt and Alyssa as they did so, scared for the girls life as he held a gun to her head. Scott raised his hands up, not taking his eyes off of the girl in front of them as he did so, scared that this may just be the last time he saw her. When she looked back, it was like the two of them could read each other's minds, and it was telling them to do as Matt says, no matter what it was - it wasn't worth getting Stiles and Noah hurt, and they would much rather be shot than the two of them, as they could heal. The silent rule was known between the two of them as Matt started ordering them around, Noah being handcuffed to the cell room, as Matt took the three teenagers back out of the room and into the hallway, where even more bodies were found making Alyssa believe that maybe they just won't get out of here alive..
Matt ordered Scott and Stiles to delete all of the files on him in Noah's office, while he kept the gun pointed at Alyssa's head, using her as a reason for the boys to do what he says without question. Alyssa seemed strangely calm as she had the gun aimed at the back of her head, but she knew that if she didn't test him, he won't shoot, as long as she keeps her cool..

When Alyssa could hear Melissa arrive out in the front of the station, she cringed, knowing that she couldn't be here, or she would get hurt. "Sounds like your mom's here, Scott." Matt spoke up, having seen the lights shine through the windows from Melissa's car.

"Matt, don't do this. When she comes to the door, I'll just tell her to leave. I'll tell her we didn't find anything, please, Matt." Scott begged, not wanting his mom anywhere near this place, not with the Kanima on the loose..

That's when they heard a door open and close, indicating that she had entered, "If you don't move, I'm going to kill your little girlfriend first, then Stiles, and then your mom." Matt said, not giving into Scott's please. Alyssa nodded at Scott as she stood up, following behind the two boys as Matt kept his aim on her head, before they finally reached the door. "Open it." Matt ordered, as Alyssa shifted on her feet nervously.

"Matt, she has nothing to do with this.." Alyssa tried to reason next, not wanting Melissa to get hurt as she had grown particularly fond of the woman, and she was Scott's mom.

"Open the door, Scott." Matt ordered once again, making sure that he could see the gun that he held in his hand that was aimed right at his girlfriends head.

Alyssa was holding her breath as Scott reached down and opened the door, but when Derek was stood on the other side, she furrowed her brows in confusion at how he knew they were all here, as she had told him they were at Lydia's house for the party. "Oh, thank god." Scott sighed, glad that the alpha was here to help them, to help Alyssa from this maniac with a gun. However, the man simply fell to the floor with a large thump, revealing Jackson behind him; half in Kanima form, glaring at the three of them, and that's when Alyssa realised, they were in real trouble.

"This is the one controlling him? This kid?" Derek asked, seeing Matt for the first time as he crouched over to get a good look at the powerless alpha on the floor.

Matt scoffed, "Well, Derek, not everyone's lucky enough to be a big, bad werewolf. Oh yeah, that's right, I've learned a few things lately, werewolves, hunters, kanimas, mates." Matt carried on listing the supernatural, causing everyone to look at him in confusion, as well as Scott and Alyssa, as they had no clue what he was talking about. "Oh, you don't know?" The boy laughed, finding humour in the situation.

"Don't know what?" Alyssa snapped, fed up of playing this boys games - as much as she wanted to knock this stupid kid out, Jackson was stood right behind her, and with a flick of his finger, she would be paralysed, and then she wouldn't be able to help when Melissa got here.

"Derek and Deaton didn't tell you? Oh, how sad." Matt laughed, as Alyssa scowled at him for talking nonsense, before turning to Stiles, "All except for you, Stiles. What do you turn into?" He asked the only full human in the pack.

Alyssa closed her eyes, knowing that Stiles was about to say something sarcastic and stupid, and like she had guessed. He did. "An abominable snowman." Stiles said, "But, uh, it's more of, like a wintertime thing, you know, seasonal." He carried on explaining in full seriousness, making Alyssa wonder why he thought it was the best moment to be himself..

When Matt motioned for Jackson to paralyse Stiles, Alyssa growled, "Hey!" She yelled, only for Jackson to grab her throat and hold her back, the girl freezing as she felt her throat tighten around the Kanima's hand.

"We don't want any of that, Alyssa." Matt tutted, walking up to her with his gun waving around in her face, "Anything happens to you, happens to Scott." He said, stroking the gun down the side of her face.

"Leave her alone, Matt." Scott tried to threaten, not wanting him near Alyssa, only for the boy to smirk and turn around at the sight of Stiles on top of Derek on the floor. He didn't have a clue as to what Matt was talking about, but he knew one thing, and that's the fact that he wanted Matt away from Alyssa - he didn't like the way the boy was looking at her..

"Get him off of me." Derek grunted, hating the fact that Stiles was on top of him and he couldn't even move to get him off of him. Not only that, but Matt was threatening his sister, and that didn't sit right with him; he wanted to tear his throat out for even aiming that gun at her face.

"Oh, I don't know, Derek. I think you make a pretty good pair." Matt joked, as Scott eyed Jackson from the corner of his eye, making sure that he didn't hurt Alyssa in any way. "It must kinda suck, though, to have all that power taken away from you with just a little cut to the back of the neck. I bet you're not used to feeling this helpless." He taunted, loving the fact that Derek was unable to move on the floor. He was glad he was, as the boy was sure Derek would try to murder him for even looking at his sister in the wrong way..

"Still got some teeth. Why don't you get down here a little closer, huh? We'll see how helpless I am." Derek replied, not taking Matt's words to heart as he knew he was a better man than him.

Matt knew he had to plan this out strategically, he couldn't paralyse Alyssa, as it would also affect Scott, due to their link (which they apparently had no idea about, making it even easier), and he needed Scott. All he had to do was use the girl against him in order to get Scott to do as he says - if everything goes to plan, he'll win. As he was thinking his plan through, everyone heard another car park up, the flashlights peeking through the windows, "Is that her?" Matt asked, knowing it was Melissa.

"Come on, Matt. You have us here, leave Melissa out of it." Alyssa tried to tell the crazy boy once again, really not wanting Melissa to get in the middle of it, only for Jackson to squeeze on her throat, the girl gasping as her air was stopped, but only for a second, as they didn't want to alarm Scott, who was stood glaring at Matt like he wanted to murder him.

"Do what I tell you to and I won't hurt her." Matt told Scott, implying that he would leave his mom alone. "I won't even let Jackson near her." He said, Stiles not believing a single word he was saying, knowing that Matt would betray them in a heartbeat.

"Scott, Alyssa, don't trust him." Stiles mumbled, his voice muffled due to being pressed up against Derek's chest.

Alyssa tried to get out of Jackson's hold as Matt pushed Stiles over, lifting his foot over his throat as he stopped the boy from breathing, but Jackson had just held her tighter, making her constricted to move at all. "This work better for you?" Matt asked, not seeming bothered that he was killing Stiles.

"Hey, just stop. Stop!" Scott shouted, also as worried as Alyssa was for their friend, telling Matt that he would do what he says.

"He said he would! Stop it!" Alyssa shouted, hoping that he would just lift his damn foot off of him.

After a few seconds, Matt eventually lifted his foot, Stiles finally able to breathe again, Alyssa sighed in relief, letting out the breath she had been holding in stress. This was when Matt grabbed Alyssa, Jackson finally letting go as he had to take Stiles and Derek to the other room, and she, Matt and Scott were finally on their way to meet Melissa, the two teenagers anxiously waiting for something to happen. As they walked in, Melissa hadn't noticed who was behind the two teens, she sighed in relief at seeing them, "You guys scared me, where is every.." She began to ask, until she finally saw who was behind the teenagers and what was being aimed at them.

"Mom, just do what he says. He promised he wouldn't hurt you." Scott told his mom, anxiously hoping that she would just follow Matt's orders so she didn't get hurt..
Melissa just couldn't believe the sight in front of her, the boy, Matt, was holding a gun up to Alyssa as she stood besides Scott, and as much as she was trying to keep a brave face, the woman could see right through it.. She was terrified.

"He's right." Matt said, smiling as he moved the gun lower to Alyssa's abdomen, and he shot.

The girl gasped in pain as the bullett went through her stomach, clutching at it the second it had gone it - she had been shot with arrows before, but a gun shot felt completely different. It hurt. Scott yelled out in anger, about to attack Matt, before he stumbled backwards, feeling his stomach open up like he had been shot, too. All that could be heard was Melissa screaming in the background as the two teens began to bleed, and they knew from this moment on, they were truly screwed..