THIRTY-NINE

I felt the cold hard gun pushed against my back, as I was forced hand and hand with Stiles into the office. I bite nervously down on my bottom lip and I could feel Scott's eyes burning into mine.

Matt shoved us in, Stiles and I walked towards Scott and Stilinski.

"Matt?" Stilinski asked, in a soothing voice. "It's Matt, right?" Matt nodded his head. "Matt, whatever's going on, I guarantee you there's a solution that doesn't involve a gun."

"You know, it's funny you say that because I don't think you're aware of just how right you are." Matt cocks his head.

"I know you don't wanna hurt people."

"Actually, I want to hurt a lot of people." Matt seethed, looking at me, Stiles shifted his body in front of him so I had no vision of Matt. He was protecting me. "You four weren't on my list, but I could be persuaded. And one way is to try dialing somebody on your cell phone, like McCall is doing." Scott's eyes widen. "That- that could definitely get someone hurt. Everyone. Now!"

"Come on." Stilinski told Scott. I pull out my phone, and drop it on the desk, giving Matt a sarastic smile. Stiles and Scott drop their phones on the table. Sheriff also dropped his phone on the table.

✢

"Tighter." Matt holds a gun to Sheriff's face, as Stiles' puts handcuff on him in the jail rooms.

"Do what he says, Stiles." The sheriff told him softly. Stiles tightens the handcuffs, and he quickly walked back over to me and Scott. Matt nodded at us, telling us to leave, and Matt followed, holding a gun to our backs.

We walk down the hallways, and the turn a corner when we were upstairs. My mouth dropped when I saw three deputies lying dead on the floor, there was lots of blood.

"What, are you going to kill everyone in here?" I quickly asked Matt.

"No, that's Jackson's for." Matt chuckled. "I just think about killing them, and he does it." he shoves out down the hallway some more, and I sigh, trying to keep calm.

✢

Scott was shredding paper evidence that let to Matt's murder. Matt was pointing a gun at us, on the couch, Stiles and I were deleting footage of any proof for Matt being the murder.

Well, Stiles deleted, I stood and watched. "Deleted. And we're done." Stiles told Matt. All this hard work that we've done, gone. "All right, Matt, since all the people you brutally murdered deserved it because they killed you first- whatever that means - I think we're good here, right? I'll get my dad and we'll go, you know? You can continue on the whole vengeance thing. Enjoy the Kanima."

I look out the window, noticing a vehicle pulling up. Oh shoot. My mum. I forgot about her! My eyes widen in panic.

"Sounds like your mum's here, McCalls." Matt told us.

"Matt, don't do this." I quickly said. I don't want to lose my mum. "When she comes through the door, I'll just tell her to leave. I'll her we didn't find anything. Please, Matt."

The door opens to the office, and Matt smirks. "If you don't move... now, I'm going to kill Stiles first," my eyes widen, my heart pounding. "Then your mum, then Scott."

Scott, Stiles, Matt, and I walk out of the office, and into the main reception. "Open it." Matt demanded as we approached the door.

"Please." I whimper.

"Open the door." Matt demands, I gulped and I reached out a hand, and placed my hand on the door handle. I then twisted it open and there standing right in front of us, was not my mum.

It was Derek.

Derek Hale.

"Oh, thank god." I breathe. Derek then falls forward, and I gasped, I looked to see who pushed Derek over- or my like paralyzed him, it was Jackson.

Or, as we know, the Kanima.

✢

"This one is the one controlling him?" Derek asked as he lied on the floor, paralyzed and Matt leans over him. "This kid?" I stand close by Stiles, holding his hand.

"Well, Derek, not everyone's lucky enough to be big, bad werewolf." Mett sarcastically commented. "Oh, yeah, that's right- I've learned a few things lately," Matt turns to us. "Werewolves, hunters, Kanimas, Fairies. It's like a freakin' Halloween party every full moon. Expect for you, Stiles. What do you turn into?"

"Abominable snowman," Stiles replied I pressed my lips together to stop myself from laughing. "But uh, it's more like a wintertime thing you know, seasonal."

I need that.

Jackson then cuts Stiles neck, and Stiles groaned collapsing to the floor. "Hey!" Scott steps in front of me before Jackson could scratch me.

"You bitch." Sitles sloppy said, before falling on top of Derek. I snorted. Derek grunts.

"Get him off me." Derek grits through his teeth.

"Oh, I don't know, Derek. I think you two make a good pair." Matt commented, and I glared at Matt. It must kinda suck though, to have all that power taken away from you with cut one little cut to the back of your neck. I bet you're not used to feeling this helpless."

"Still got some teeth." Derek snapped. "Why don't you get a little closer, huh? We'll see how helpless I am."

"Yeah, bitch." Stiles mumbled.

Then, another vehicle approached- this has to be my mum.

"Is that her?" Matt asked, referring to my mum. "Do what I tell you and I won't hurt her. I won't even let Jackson near her."

"Scott, Stacey, don't trust him!" Stiles called. Matt then turned over Stiles and puts a foot right on his chest. My eyes widen at the sudden movement, causing my heart to ache.

"This work better for you?"

Matt puts some pressure down on Stiles' chest, making him gag. "Okay! Stop!" I scream. "Stop!"

"Then do what I tell you to." Matt growled.

"Okay," I nodded. "All right. Stop!" Stiles coughed, then gasped. My first instinct was to run for him to see if he was okay, but I couldn't, knowing if I did that move I could risk all off us to be killed.

So, instead, we made eye contact. "You, take him in there." Matt ordered Jackson, meaning Stiles. "You..." Matt nodded at me and Scott. "With me."

✢

Mum finally entered, and it pained me. Every minute of this. Matt held a gun at my head, mum hadn't noticed it yet.

"Mum?" I called her over.

"Oh, you scared me, where is everyone?" Mum asked, walking over to me then stopped when she saw the gun pointed at me and Scott's head by Matt who stood behind me.

"Mum, just do whatever he says." Scott pleads. "He promised he wouldn't hurt you."

"He's right." Matt said, dropping the gun. He then shot Scott, and I flinched, hearing Scott falling backward. Mum screamed. Scott fell against the wall, squeezing his eyes shut. "But I didn't say I could hurt him."

"Wait, baby-" Mum stepped forward towards Scott, but Matt took a step forward towards Mum who stepped back.

"Back, back!" Matt said, pointing the gun at mum.

"Mum, mum, mum! Stop!" I whimper out, Scott holds his wound. He grunt.

"I said get back!" Matt snapped.

"Scott." He groan in pain, tears begin to spill out of my eyes, seeing my brother with a bullet in him.

"M-mum, do what he says." I whisper. "Please, mum,"

"Get up, McCall." Matt seethed at Scott.

"Matt? Matt- listen to me!" I heard Sheriff yell.

"Shut up- shut up, shut up!" Matt screamed. "Everybody shut up!" This kid has some serious anger issues. "Now get up, or I'll shoot her next!" Matt pointed the gun at mum in the head, I tried stopping the tears, I did.

Scott groans and slowly gets up, I quickly went to help him, but Matt stood in my way, glaring at me.

✢

Scott walks in front of me protectively, we had walked down and into the jail room with the Sheriff, and mum out behind the bars, Matt was in with us. Scott was leaning against the wall. I couldn't stand it any longer. I hated Matt!

"Please, he needs to see a doctor." Mum tried to beg Matt through the bars, he'd locked them in.

"You think so?" Matt asked. I bit my lips nervously, and put Scott's arm around my shoulder for support.

"Hey, hey, you listen to me!" Sheriff snapped angrily at Matt.

"It's alright!" Scott tried calming the Sheriff down. "I'm okay,"

"No, honey, you're not okay," Mum cried.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, mum." Scott told her.

"That's just the adrenaline, okay? Please, let me just take a look at him, okay?" Mum begged. "I mean I can stop the bleeding."

"They have no idea, do they?" Matt asked, turning to Scott. I close my eyes shut.

"Please." Mum pleads. "Let me just take a look at him-"

"Shut- shut- shut- shut up!" Matt exploded. "If you keep talking, I'm gonna put the next bullet through her head." My eyes widen.

"Okay," Mum agreed, shutting up.

"Back to the front, McCalls." I walk a few steps. "After you."

✢

I was pushed back into the office by Matt. I heaved a sigh. Scott held an arm out protectively, while the other hand on his wound. "The evidence is gone." I whisper. "Why don't you just go?" I raise my voice, turning to him, my tears falling again.

"You think the evidence matter that much, huh? No, no, I- I want the book." Matt spat me.

"What- what book?" I stutter.

"The bestiary," Matt snapped. "Not just a few pages, I want the entire thing."

"We don't have it!" Scott exhales deeply. "It's Gerard. What do you want with it, anyway?"

"I need answers." Matt seethed.

"Answers to what?" I raised my voice again.

"To this." Matt then pulled up his t-shirt, and he had scales, like Jackson's, covering half of his bodies.