CHAPTER ONE:  tattoo

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ALEXANDER MCCALL WAS AWARE THAT HIS LITTLE BROTHER WAS GETTING A TATTOO. And, although he had wanted to be there for his brother, Derek was searching for Boyd and Erica. And to make it worst, they hadn't seen Isaac.

Alec paced back and forth. "How is it this difficult to find them? Shouldn't it be easier?"

"Alec," Derek called out, trying to get the other to calm down. He stood up, walking over to the slightly shorter one, putting his hands onto his shoulders.   "Alec, calm down. It's okay. We'll find them."

Alec breathed out, trying to calm himself. He looked up at Derek, momentarily freezing. Derek was staring at him, worried. He felt Derek's hand creep up from his shoulders, to his cheek. Alec swore that his heart momentarily stopped beating, and he held his breathe.

"Alec?" Derek asked, worryingly.

"I'm fine," Alec croaked out. "I-I just, I- the kids are missing and, it's-" it was Derek's pack. Alex doesn't know if it was targeted, or just a coincidence. What if someone was going after Derek's pack? After Derek? Because, if, whoever took Erica and Boyd, and now Isaac, wouldn't it make now sense for the to have came after Alec and Scott first?

Since Scott wasn't apart of Derek's pack, as the other said on numerous occasions. And, Alec, he wasn't completely sure. Derek said that Scott has a pack of his own; Allison and Stiles. Alec didn't know if he was included in Scott's pack (which at first, he would one hundred percent say yes) but, given the fact that, Derek bit him, and now, Alec is always around him, spending his time in search for the rest of Derek's pack.
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Isaac, apparently, was in the hospital. Derek and Alec both made quick work of going there, once, Scott noticed him.

Only, when getting there , Isaac wasn't in his room. Both, Alec and Derek tried to listen for Isaac or Scott's voice. And once they heard, it was because it was the sound of fighting, and low growls.

They raved to the sound, only to realize it was coming from the elevator. Luckily, the floor they were in, was where it was going to stop. When the doors opened, and Alec say a six foot five man, holding his little brother by his throat, lifting him into the air. "I'm an alpha."

Alec jumped onto his shoulder, wrapping hands around his that as claws sunk in.

As Derek sunk his claws into the back of the alpha. "So am I," Derek says, and he looks up at Alec, who still sinking his claws in Ennis's neck, and pulling up.

"Alec!" Scott yelled, worried for his older brother.

Even as Alec tried to rip the head off of the larger werewolf. An alpha. Alec s art he'd up almost the entirety of the stranger's throat, before he jumped off. Derek threw the Alpha back into the hallway, before he turned to Scott. "Aren't you supposed to be in school?"

"Oh, my god, Scott, are you alright?" Alex panicked, kneeling down to his brother, and checking him for any injuries.
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Derek had carried Isaac back to the Hale house. While Scott had called Stiles, informing him on what had just happened. Alec opened the dirt for Derek. Then tried and dusted off the table for Isaac to be placed on it.

"We got a serious problem at school. Ms. Blake's class..." Stiles voice came over the phone.

"Hey, can you tell me about it later?" Scott cut him off.

"Uh, well, no, pretty sure this qualifies for immediately discussion."

"All right, then meet me at Derek's."

"Derek's house? What? What the hell are you doing-"

Derek gently placed Isaac down on the table.

"Just met us here, okay?" Scott says. Then he looked around.  He sighed. "You don't still live here, do you?"

"Nope," Alec answered.
"No." Derek began to move around the pieces of wood. "The county took it over. But, there's something here that I need. It'll help heal a wound from an Alpha."

"Yeah, but it did heal..." Scott says,

"Not on the inside."

For a second it was silent.

"Hey, are you gonna tell me who that was back there? That Alpha?" Scott questioned.

"A rival pack. It's my problem." Derek sighs. "I know you wanna help, and you did-- I owe you one. Now, go home. Go back to being a teenager."

Scott begins to turn around, when he stops. "Uh, hey, Derek? If you wanna repay back that favor now... There is something you can do for me. "
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Derek's eyes flashed red, examining the same spot where the tattoo had been. "Yeah, I see it.
It's two bands, right? What does it mean?"

"I don't know. It's just something I traced with my fingers." Scott drew it in the table, the pattern marking in the dust.

"Why is this so important to you?"

"Do you know what the word "tattoo" means?"

"To mark something," Stiles said.

"Well, that's in Tahitian. In Samoan, it means
"open wound."I knew I wanted to get a tattoo when I turned eighteen. I always wanted one. I just decided to get it now, to make it kind of a reward."

"For what?" Derek asked.

"For not calling or texting Allison all summer.
Even when I wanted to, even when it was so hard not to sometimes. I was trying to give her the space she wants. Goin' four months later, it still hurts. It still feels like a, uh..."

"like an open wound." Alec finished. And he hoped Derek wouldn't bring up the fact that Allison had shot him. Because he didn't tell the two. He hadn't told Scott and Stiles, because, Scott cared and loved Allison. And the last time Alec brought her up like that, he and Scott argued.

"Yeah." Scott agreed.

"The pain's gonna be worse than anything you've ever felt," Derek explained.

And Alec ran a hand down his face. "Oh, no."

"Ah, that's great." Stiles sarcastically said. Scott simply nodded his head, telling Derek to continue. Until he lit the fire-torch.

"Oh, wow. That's a... that's a lot for me. So I'm gonna take that as my cue. I'm just gonna wait outside." Stiles said as both he and Alec went to walk out.

Derek grabbed Alec's hand.
"Nope. You can help hold him down."

"Oh, my God," Stiles said in horror and Alec grabbed him too and pulled him back.
"If I have to do this, so do you."

Alec set his hands on Scott's shoulders, Stiles grabbed his opposite arm, not wanting him to lash out and accidentally hurt Alec. Derek pushed the torch to Scott, burning his skin. Scott jerked, moving in Alec's grasp. "Hold him."
Alec kept down the sarcastic reply.

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Scott had passed out, Alec let out a breath. "Oh, god."

Derek shook his head.

"It worked." Scott smiled, looking at the tattoo.

"Well, it looks pretty damn permanent now,"
Stiles said.

"Yeah. I kind of needed something permanent.
Everything that's happened to us... everything just changes so fast. Everything's so, uh...
Ephemeral."

"Studying for the psats?" Stiles asked. Scott nodded his head replying with a 'yep'. "Nice."

"You painted the door," Scott said as he pulled the door open. "Why'd you paint the door?"

Derek glanced at Alec, who didn't say anything.
"Go home, Scott."

"And why only one side?" Scott's claws came out, scraping the paint off.

"Scot! He just didn't get to do the other side," Alec lied, advancing toward his younger brother.

"Scott," Derek warned.

Alec ran a hand down his face, pushing his hair back.

"The birds at school and the deer last night... just like the night I got trampled by the deer when I got bit by the Alpha. How many are there?"

"Scott..." Alec paused, glancing at Derek.

"A pack of 'em. An Alpha pack."

"All of them?" Stiles asked. "How does that even work? And Alec, you knew?"

"I hear there's some kind of a leader," Derek answered Stiles's questions. But, he wouldn't answer the last. "He's called Deucalion. We know they have Erica and Boyd."

"Let's say you find them. How do you deal with an Alpha pack?" Scott asked. "And had Alec known this whole time?"

Derek glanced at Alec, seeing if he wanted to speak up. Alec nervously scratched the back of his head and breathed out. "Yeah, I've been helping sometimes."

"With all the help I can get," Derek answered.

"Where is she?" Isaac suddenly got up an asked,
"Where's the girl?"

"What girl, Isaac?"
"What girl?"
Alec and Derek asked.
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