CHAPTER FIVE
"Your Power is much greater than you know."

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Eloise griffin sits against her bed's headboard as she doodles in her spiral black notebook. The young griffin was blessed with many talents but one of them was her passion for art. Eloise's favorite thing to do was to either draw or paint, the young blonde had inherited this passion from her mother Aurora. In fact her mother was the very first person to bloom the young werewolf's love for art. Unexpectedly there's a knock at the teen's door causing Eloise to look up at her doorway where there stood her aunt Claire.

"May I come in?" Claire inquires with a soft smile. Eloise slowly nods as she watches her aunt make her way over to her bed. Claire plops right onto her niece's bed as she's now facing the young girl. "I actually wanted to talk to you about something" The green eyed women tells Eloise.

Eloise narrowed her eyes at Claire, "Okay..." The Blonde says, setting her notebook aside on-top of her nightstand.

"You must know that the man who killed the mountain lion..he's dangerous."

Eloise raises a brow, "What do you mean?" The young griffin asks, now utterly intrigued by what her aunt had to say.

Claire's expression hardened as she frowned, "That man's name is Christopher Argent..and he hunts supernatural creatures..creatures like me and you" She explained harshly. Eloise slowly nods as she looked into her aunt's worried gaze. The young child had already knew many things about the Argents for some time now without Claire's knowledge especially now than every since allison was one of them.

The blonde's mouth set in a hard line, "What did we even do to them? Why don't they just leave us alone for once" The young griffin questions with sincereness.

"It's something that's been happening way before you and I were ever born" Claire pointed out. "When people see something different..something that they can't control or understand, they learn to fear it and they turn that fear into hate" The elder griffin explained with a heavy sigh. Claire touches her niece's hair as she strokes it behind the young werewolf's ear with a soft smile radiating throughout her face. "Especially when it's something unheard of."

"Do you want me to hide for the rest of my life, then?" Eloise retorted with a annoyed expression.

Claire shook her head, "I'm just advising you to be careful..if any one of those people were ever to find out your true identity and what you are..what you can do." The green eyed woman purses her lips, "They won't hesitate in killing you."

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Aurora Pierce smiled softly as she viewed her beautiful reflection through her bedroom mirror that was placed up against the wall. This was it..the young werewolf thought. In nearly forty minutes Aurora Pierce would be walking down the aisle towards her husband to be. Many thoughts and worries plagued the young girl's mind..deep down she knew she wasn't at all ready for marriage but Aurora had no other choice, she had to fulfill her family's wishes to unite the two packs..it was tradition.

"I've never though of the day where I'd be seeing you wear a dress" Zachariah said with a chuckles as he stepped into her bedroom, closing the doors behind him.

The blonde looks at the man with utter confusion while the warlock stepped closer. "What are you doing here?" Aurora questioned harshly.

The blue eyed man shrugged, "I just wanted to congratulate the bride" Zachariah explained in a nonchalant tone. The Pierce's expression hardened with displeasure, "You know you can't be here..we've already discussed this" Aurora reasons with a sharp glared.

"I know" The Warlock says lowly. He glances down at the girl's stomach while he notices her small bump. "Your starting to show" Zachariah gushed with such light in his eyes. Aurora nods as she turns back towards the mirror now look over at her small bump that was hidden underneath her alluring white wedding dress.

The young werewolf looked back up at Zachariah as she and his eyes met. "You know she's been kicking like crazy..I read that most don't start until they're at least three months" Aurora shared with utter pride.

The brown haired man smiled as he raised a brow, "You read a book?" He asks.

Aurora chuckles, "Yes..I did, she's my first..I want to be prepared" The blue eyed woman deadpans.

"She?"

The blonde grinned, "Yeah..I got the confirmation a couple of days ago." She rubs her baby bump expectantly causing Zachariah to step back now looking nervous but Aurora gives him a look. "Do you want to feel?" The Pregnant werewolf asks with her usual charming expression.

"Are you sure?" Zachariah inquires. Without any hesitation the young werewolf grabs the man's hand and softly places it on her abdomen. The griffin smiled softly as he stared up into aurora's bright blue eyed gaze with such allure..and as he continued on feeling for his child, Zachariah could only think about one possibility..the three of them being together as a true family. Suddenly the baby kicks causing his eyes to widen with utter surprise as the elder griffin let out a chuckle. "You feel that? That's her" Aurora chimes with a soft expression. They both laugh in amazement but after a moment Zachariah's demeanor changes dramatically as he looked back up at the pregnant woman.

"Come with me" Zachariah blurted out lowly. Aurora pauses at the man's request as he continues on speaking. "I know that you do not wish to marry Peter but if we leave now..our child can grow up around her true family" The Blue eyed man expresses.

Aurora's features arise with bewilderment. "She will be surrounded by her true family..the wolves" She pointed out harshly.

Zachariah scoffs, "You don't understand..this child is different..she-" But before the griffin could finish speaking, the Pierce abruptly cuts him off. "I know that the baby won't be like me or you..she's something different, probably the first of her kind..a crossbreed" Aurora recalled with a slight frown. "I know the danger that comes with that..what do you think is gonna happen when everyone finds out I'm carrying a child who's not only a werewolf but descends from a line of dark witches."

Aurora softly rubs her belly while she slowly looks down at it, "They'll hunt her down...possibly even try to kill her" The blonde reveals.

"I'll protect her."

The alluring woman shook her head, "But that won't be enough..so I'm asking you please let's give our baby some shot at a normal life" Aurora pleaded.

Zachariah expression hardened as he sends a glare to the pregnant woman. "A life without me? Her true father..and letting her be raised by a total stranger" The Griffin sneered.

The blue eyed woman swallowed thickly, "If that's what it means to be a parent"Aurora acknowledges. "Sacrificing everything for your child..even if it means that you'll never see them again."

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Later on throughout the school day Eloise walks besides Stiles and Scott onto the empty field as the two teenaged boys have their lacrosse equipment on. The young griffin looks over at a annoyed McCall who follows her and the human boy towards the benches. "Don't start complaining Scott, you were the one who asked me to help you how to learn self control" Eloise pointed out with a scoff.

Scott raises a brow, "Let's just get this over with."

Stiles suddenly pulls out a black strap with a digital display at it's center. Eloise looks over at Scott as she smirks, "Put that on" The young girl instructs the young werewolf.

Scott takes the object from the human boy's hand as his brow furrows with utter confusion, "Isn't that one of the heart rate monitors for the track team?" He asks.

Stiles nods, "Yeah..I borrowed it."

Eloise rolled her eyes at the human boy, "He means that he stole it from coach" The Griffin deadpans.

The Young Stilinski scoffs, "Temporarily misappropriated. Coach uses it to monitor his heart rate with his phone while he jogs, so you'll be wearing it for the rest of the day" Stiles explained nonchalantly.

Scott looks down at his best friend's hand, "Isn't that coach's phone?" The McCall inquires.

"That I stole."

"Why."

Eloise sighed heavily as she looked over at the brown eyed boy, "This whole control thing is easier for me because I was born a werewolf but you weren't..you were bitten." The young were-witch met Scott's disappointment as he looked down, "But we're gonna try this out" Eloise tells the young werewolf.

Stiles slowly nods, "Your heart rate goes up when you go wolf, right? During lacrosse, when you're with Allison, and when you get angry" The Stilinski pondered. Scott slowly nods in understanding as the the young human boy continues. "So maybe learning to control is tied to learning to control your heart rate" Stiles says with an shrug.

"Like the Incredible Hulk?" Scott blurted.

Stiles smiles, "Kind of like the Incredible Hulk" The Stilinski adds.

Eloise scoffs, "Shut up and put the strap on" The young blonde muttered.

Moments later the three friends are still out on the field, as Scott stands with his hands behind his back, Stiles now duct tapes his best friend's wrists together. Eloise chuckles softly as she looks over at the young McCall. "This is not exactly how I planned to spend my free period" Scott Grumbled.

The young griffin shrugs, "Me either" Eloise deadpans as she goes to pick up a lacrosse stick and turns back to the young werewolf. "Are you ready?" The young blonde asks.

"No."

Stiles smirks, "Remember don't get angry" The Stilinski reminded Scott as he held up the heart rate monitor. The human boy drops a handful of lacrosse balls at Eloise's feet as the teen girl gets ready to aim.

Suddenly a lacrosse ball fiercely soars right into Scott's groin causing the young McCall to drop to his knees in utter agony. The griffin smiled wickedly as she looked back to Stiles, "Did I also forget to mention that us werewolves have uncontrollable super strength" Eloise exclaimed proudly.

Stiles holds up his phone to show Scott's rising heart rate, "Yeah..he's really pissed off now" The young Stilinski muttered.

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Claire Griffin heads up an old rustic staircase as she walks into the attic. Claire despised this very room but the young woman knew it was the only place where she felt such a strong alluring connection to her magic. The green eyed woman didn't know if it was due to all of the horrid memories that plagued her mind every-time she stepped into the room or if was due to the thousands of generations of griffin witches and warlocks that once practiced magic in that very same place. The griffin sighed deeply as she goes to sit down on a crimson red carpet that was placed in the middle of the room.

Just with the wave of hand, Claire effortlessly magically lights every single candle in the attic that surrounded her. For many years the griffin family was known through the supernatural as not ordinary like the other few witches that still remained in the world. They were known to be a powerful force but what made them stand out was..the woman who started it all. Circe Griffin..who was shamelessly named after the Greek goddess of sorcery. The first ever witch of their bloodline was the very one who dabbled in the black arts and practically made it known throughout the world.

Every griffin born to the bloodline was known to have extraordinary gifts like some had stronger connections to nature's elements..others had strength..increased telepathy but the most powerful one of them all was Circe...her gift was that she was able to cast spells without any need of incantation, and throughout the generations she was the only one who was capable of it.

Claire and her siblings were born with such unique gifts..hers was Precognition. The young woman was able to see the future. Every once in a while the green eyed woman would sit quietly and focus on her emotions..in hopes of mastering her ability. The blonde purses her lips as a strange but familiar feeling overshadows her demeanor. Suddenly Claire let's out a stunned gasp and her head rapidly snaps upward. Her eyes were now a pale white and she could feel such a electrifying feeling flowing through her entire body.

There she was once again...flashes of horrid moments flowing through her mind. But this time was utterly different than what she usually saw..a bone chilling sensation plagued through Claire's body. It felt like she was being burned alive..her body feeling as it was being set on an eternal flame that would never end.

The young blonde starts choking out for air and her powers were even more electrifying than before when she started. Whatever she was seeing..or feeling felt too real.

Suddenly Claire let's out a gasp as she looks back down, her eyes now returned back to their normal color. She was in the attic..safe away from those horrors. The young woman places her hand on her chest while she tries to calm herself down, Claire glances around the attic as she notices that all the candles were now blown out. The green eyed woman swallowed thickly with utter terror crossing her mind and face. That very morning Claire Griffin saw something horrible...death...she even felt it too.

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Meanwhile at beacon hills hospital a scarred Peter Hale sits in his wheelchair that's pointed towards his room's window. The Bright sunlight warms one side of his face while his burns lie in the shadows. A hand reaches out and slowly turns the wheelchair around..it's Derek. The young Hale sits down on the bed as he pulls his uncle towards him. Derek tilted his head trying to match Peter's listless gaze. "Peter?" The werewolf called out with a heavy sigh. Derek waves a hand in front of the auburn haired man's eyes but Peter doesn't even blink.

The young hale purses his lips, "I need your help"  Derek tells his unresponsive uncle.

The young man lifts his uncle's hands and places them on the arms of the wheelchair. "If you can hear me, I need you to give me a sign" Derek pleaded. "Anything..blink or raise a finger, just something to point me in the right direction." But Peter just stares forward, seeming to almost look through his nephew.

The green eyed man swallows thickly, "Someone killed Laura..your niece Laura" The young werewolf sadly informs his uncle.

Derek leans closer towards the quiet man, "Whoever he is, he's an alpha now but one without a pack. Which means he's not as strong" He explained. "I can take him but I have to find him first..give me a sign if you know anything. Is it one of us? Did someone else survive the fire?" The dark haired man questioned.But Peter continues to sit quietly in his wheelchair without a word slipping from his lips.

The dark haired Hale let out a sigh, "If you know anything, just blink..raise a finger..anything" Derek begs. He waits a moment but his uncle simply only stares right into his frustrated gaze.

"Say Something!" Derek Shouted with rising anger as he grips his uncle's hands practically trying to shake a response out of him.

"Let him go."

Derek whips his head around to see his uncle's nurse..Jennifer standing at the threshold. The woman scoffed, "You think after six years of this..yelling at him is going to get a response?" She reprimanded the young man with a annoyed expression.

The werewolf shrugs, "You have a better method?" Derek retorted.

"Patience..he'll respond if you give him the time."

Derek turns to leave, "I don't have anymore time" He muttered. As the nurse turns to watch him go, neither of them look back to notice Peter slowly and shakily raising an index finger off his wheelchair.

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Eloise Griffin walks through the history aisle of the town's library as she's in search for another book. A couple of hours had passed since she had left school for the day and since Stiles was the only one who she knew had a car..the young blonde shamelessly dragged him with her while he waited for Eloise in the parking lot. Meanwhile The blue eyed girl sighed heavily as she scanned each of the book's spines but she couldn't find the right one..it must've been checked out by someone else, Eloise thought. "I didn't know kids your age still came to the library?" A voice from behind blurted out with utter surprise.

Eloise turns around as she's now met with a young woman who seemed to be in her early thirties. She had dark blue eyes and dirty blonde hair that reached down towards her chest. The strange woman softly chuckled, "Sorry for startling you like that..I'm just very contented
that you'd rather prefer to read a book than just go on the internet."

Eloise smiles softly, "it's..no harm done and yeah..reading is one of my favorite things to do besides painting" The young werewolf shares.

"A painter too?" The older woman chimes. "Your parents must be so proud of their daughter." The young griffin slowly nodded but deep down the thought of her mother and father lingered throughout her mind every day..wondering if she could ever live up to their potential.

"I'm Katherine by the way..Katherine Stone" She says with a grin. "But I usually go by Kate" The older woman explained cheerfully.

"Well..it's nice to meet you Kate, I'm Eloise" The teenage girl Greeted.

Kate's eyes widen with such emotion, "That's such a beautiful name" The dirty blonde hummed. The woman peered intently at the young girl as familiarity flickered throughout her mind. "If you don't mind me asking..what's your surname?" Eloise purses her lips with utter bewilderment...she didn't know these townies were such gossips. But the young blonde decided there'd be no harm done if she'd answered the curious woman. Eloise shrugged, "It's Pierce..my name's Eloise Pierce" The young griffin chimed.

"Such a beautiful name..for a young beauty like you" Kate gushed.

Eloise smiled brightly as she met the woman's cheerful face, "Well it was nice meeting you Kate but I better go..my friends are waiting for me" The Griffin explained.

The dark blue eyed woman nodded, "Have a good night, Eloise" Kate exclaimed happily as she watches the young girl leave the aisle and head out of the library's exit.

Meanwhile outside Stiles Stilinski looks up from his steering wheel while Eloise makes her way back towards the blue Jeep. The blonde opens  the passenger side door and slides into the vehicle as she's now seated right besides Stiles.
"Did you find what you were looking for?" The human boy questioned as Eloise closes the car door. The blue eyed girl shakes her head, "Nope..someone already checked out the book I was looking for" Eloise explained harshly.

"That's a bummer" Stiles muttered. "Well..I have some news" The teen boy says as he turns to the young werewolf.

Eloise raises her brow, "What is it?" She asks.

Stiles sighed, "Scott wants us to go pick him up and drive over to the school" He explains.

"Why?"

"I'm not one hundred percent sure but it has something to do with Derek and Scott's boss."

The Young were-witch's forehead furrows with utter bewilderment, "The veterinarian?" Eloise blurts.

"Yep..that's the one" Stiles chimes as he starts to put his car into drive mode.

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Stiles's Jeep roars into the high school's parking lot as it parks besides the brick building. Eloise patiently waits for Scott to get off and she now climbs over to the front seat..and hops out of the jeep. The griffin looked over at the two teen boys, then towards the brick building. Elosie sighed, "I'm sorry guys but this is such a terrible idea" The blue eyed griffin nagged.

"I know" Scott replied. The three of them start walking over to the school's main entrance while Stiles started to speak up. "And we're still going to do it" The human retorted, holding a pair of bolt cutters.

Scott turns to his best friend, "Can you think of something better?" He snapped.

Stiles shrugs nonchalantly, "Personally, I'm a big fan of ignoring a problem and hoping it goes away."

The McCall let out a tired sigh as he looked between his two friends. "Just make sure we get inside" He deadpans.

Suddenly a pair of headlights approached the three teenagers as Derek's Camaro parks in a nearby space. The Hale kills the engine and steps out from behind the wheel, Scott, Eloise, and Stiles approach the young man. Scott crosses his arms, "Where's my boss?" The young werewolf asked.

"In the back."

All of them walk over to the black Camaro's trunk and the Hale opens it, now revealing Deaton who's bound, gagged and blindfolded. The Young Stilinski looked to the others, "Well...at least he looks comfortable" Stiles hummed sarcastically.

Scott, Stiles, and Eloise start walking towards the building but the elder werewolf sighs with utter frustration. "Where are you all going?" Derek beamed.

The McCall turns back to Derek, "You said I'm linked with the alpha..I'm gonna see if you're right" Scott replied back as he and his two friends step inside the dark building.

Meanwhile inside the building Moonlight bleeds through the horizontal blinds that were now lighting the room. The door smashes inward..The three teenagers all stumbling in. Stiles gets up from the floor as dusts off his hands and helps Eloise up to her feet with such care. "One question..what are you going to do if the alpha doesn't show up?" Stiles pondered curiously.

The McCall looks to the human boy, "You told me a wolf howls to signal it's position to the rest of the pack, right?" Scott recalls.

Stiles slowly nods as Eloise's slightly moves closer towards the both. "Scott if you bring him here..that sorta makes you part of his pack..his beta" The blonde said with realization.

"I hope not" Scott says lowly.

The teenagers all walk into the main office and the young griffin watches as Scott pulls the pa microphone over to his lips. While he presses the button on the base of the mic, Both Eloise and Stiles give the young McCall an encouraging nod. Scott takes a deep breath and clears his throat as he leans into the school's microphone.

Derek Hale who's now standing in the front of his car doesn't move a muscle..he's poised like a cobra that's ready to strike until he hears a pathetic high pitched howl over the PA system. The green eyed man's hand covers his face with utter embarrassment, "You got to be kidding me" He mutters with disbelief.

Meanwhile back inside Scott releases the button and gazes up to Stiles and Eloise. "Was that okay? That was a howl..right?" The McCall questions with reluctance.

Eloise scoffed, "You sounded like a dying cat which is the total opposite of what a powerful werewolf sounds like" The blonde haired girl snapped with annoyance.

Scott's frowns, "Well what do I do? How am I supposed to do is?"

The blue eyed girl purses her lips as her eyes met with the McCall's. "It's all about confidence..believing in yourself" Eloise revealed nonchalantly. "You're calling the alpha..so be a man, be a werewolf" The griffin says as she circles around the boy. "Not a teen wolf..but a werewolf!" Eloise beamed with such pride.

Scott nods, now grabbing the microphone once again. He takes a deep breath and suddenly a powerful howl blasts throughout the pa speakers. Lockers start to rattle and wooden school desks shake..almost as if an earthquake is rocking the entire building. The McCall's thundering howl echoes across the entire building, bellowing out from the speakers, over the trees and into the night sky.

Eloise glances back to Scott as she smiles softly, "Good job..your learning."

Just minutes later the three of them bang through the school's doors and are now out into the parking lot. Derek looks up as he meets their gazes, "I'm gonna kill the three of you myself..are you trying to attract the entire state to the school?" He snapped furiously at them.

Scott shrugs, "I didn't know it would be that loud" The young werewolf says with amusement.

"I didn't know he had it in him" Eloise retorts with a wicked smirk. But the Young McCall isn't paying attention to any of them anymore as he's now looking over at Derek's car. The trunk was now wide opened and his boss's ripped bindings now laid on the pavement.

Scott's eyes narrowed over at the hale, "You said you wouldn't hurt him" He blurts.

A look of utter bewilderment crosses Derek's face, "I didn't do anything to him..I swear" The young man says. But suddenly Derek jerks forward and blood spurts out from his mouth as he rises up into the air, being held by something dark and large behind him.

Eloise let's out a scream that's full of pure terror as she and her friends stagger back. They watch as Derek's body goes flying into a brick wall and instantly drops down onto the grass. The three teenagers make a run for it while they're tripping over their own feet..now racing towards the school.

All of them storm inside the building and Scott quickly yanks the double doors to the school shut. Both Eloise and Scott use their supernatural strength to hold the two doors closed as they all look up at each other in breathlessness and with great fear. "We're gonna die in here..and in the most crappiest place ever..school" Stiles fretted as he paces back and forth.

Eloise swallows thickly, "Stiles..we're are not going to die" She reassures the human.

"Your sure about that" Stiles retorted as he points towards the two doors.

Eloise and Scott slowly turn their heads with heavy breaths while they look through the small window. And approaching from the dark shadows is a huge and terrifying black figure with glowing deathly red eyes that linger around the brick building..trying to find it's way in.