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UNDER THE MOONLIGHT, a shadow falls over a rock precipice that offers a vantage point looking down over Beacon Hills.

Shivering in the cold, Scott steps out to gaze over his hometown. He approaches the edge and kneels down. Placing his hands on the ground he closes his eyes, preparing to do something utterly desperate.

"Please let this work..." Scott mutters to himself.

He tilts his head down and draws in a deep breath, back arching up. His ears begins to grow, tapering into points. Fangs appear just over his lower lip. When he finally gazes up with yellow eyes... He's transformed.

A werewolf once again, every muscle in his body tenses as he opens his mouth wide and lets loose a powerful howl into the night. The sound rises up past the woods of Beacon Hills, sending a flock of birds scattering from the trees.

In the abandoned basement weak, but still very much alive, a chained up Derek trembles visibly when Scott's faint and distant call for help finally reaches his ears.

Struggling to lift his head, his eyes snap open to reveal the faintest of a blue light around the irises. Starting to glow brighter and brighter.

On his hands and knees, Scott gasps for air, back heaving with each intake. He looks out to the town, waiting for a response.

But he hears nothing.

"You think it worked?"

Scott glances behind him at Luna and shrugs. Pulling himself to his feet, he steps to the edge and concentrates. Trying to grab a hint of a response.

Still nothing.

Finally, he retreats back from the edge in a moment of hopeless defeat. Turning away, he starts to lead Luna as they head for the trail when suddenly he stops. Ears twitching up, he holds his breath and slowly cocks his head. A sound whispers through the wind, hurtling toward him. The sound of Derek howling a reply.

Luna smiles in awe staring up at the sky, "It worked."

Scott grins, "Alright I'm gonna go find him and I'll-"

Luna holds up a hand smiling sheepishly, "I can just follow your scent..."

"You can?"

"I'll explain after this whole shit show is over. Now can you just go find him please?"

Scott nods before moving with superhuman speed. He runs, propelled through the woods, racing to follow Derek's call.

Breath gasping out of him, he races as fast as a human can. And then faster and faster until suddenly, his body arcs downward and he's no longer running, but loping at an incredible speed.

The burned and seemingly abandoned Hale house lies in almost perfect silence in the darkness. Until a teenager's shoes arrive crushing leaves underfoot.

Scott peers out from behind a tree, trying to let his senses guide him. He steps toward the house to approach. But he pauses. And then it's like he's almost magnetically pulled to the left. Moving further and further from the house, he enters the woods, finding a trail and then something else, a mine shaft entrance. Branches and brush cover the opening leading down into absolute darkness.

Scott feels his way through the pitch black, but he's barely able to glimpse more than a few feet ahead.

He stumbles, splashing into water. It drips from above as well, dampening his hair. He continues inching forward, one hand feeling his way along torn sheets of plastic covering a stone wall.

"Hey."

Scott jumps in fear before looking behind him. The darkness goes away as he stares at an orb of light held in Luna's hands. He gapes in awe as she smiles.

"Told you I'd follow your scent."

...

"Give me your car keys."

Stiles hands them over to Peter hesitantly.

"Careful, she grinds in second."

Peter crushes the keys in his bare hand and then hands them back in a tangled metallic mess. He turns for the driver's side of his nurse's car.

"You're not going to kill me?"

Peter freezes and turns around making Stiles curse. He should've kept his mouth shut.

"Don't you understand yet? I'm not the bad guy here."

"You turn into a giant monster with fangs and red eyes and you're not the bad guy?"

Peter chuckles, "I like you, Stiles. And since you helped me I'll give you something in return. Do you want me to bite you?"

"What?"

"Do you want the bite? If you don't die-- and you could-- you'll become like us."

"Like you."

"Yes. A werewolf. Do you need me to draw you a picture?"

He takes Stiles's wrist, causing the boy to flinch back.

"That first night in the woods, I took Scott because I needed a new pack. It could easily have been you." He turns Stiles's shaking hand around so that the palm is facing him, "You'd be every bit as powerful as Scott. No more standing by his side watching him become stronger and quicker... more popular. Watching him get the girl."

He draws Stiles's hand closer to him.

"You'll be equals. Or maybe more. Maybe for once in your life, you'll exceed expectations."

Peter opens his mouth, exposing his fangs. He slowly guides Stiles's trembling hand up and toward his teeth.

"Yes. Or no?"

For a moment, Stiles stares at his open palm and truly struggles with the decision. But then he pulls back, hand slipping out of Peter's grasp.

"I don't want to be like you."

Peter grins, "You know what I heard just then? Your heart beating slightly faster over the words I don't want. You can believe you're telling me the truth. But you are lying to yourself."

Peter turns for the car and a moment later, he's pulling out of the space, racing for the exit to the parking garage and leaving Stiles standing there alone, watching and wondering.

...

Scott's cell phone sits by Derek's jacket on the table in the dark basement. Hanging from the restraints, Derek breathes slow and tired breaths. His head lifts when he hears footsteps approaching. Someone wanders out of the darkness.

But it's not Scott.

It's Marcus.

"Ready to have a little more fun?"

Derek lowers his head again, preparing for another beating.

"To be honest, though, my knuckles are kind of hurting. So I brought a little help."

He holds up a baseball bat.

"I gotta' warn you, though. I used to play in college."

Marcus rears back and swings. But Derek catches the bat with his hand which is now freed from the chains. As Marcus looks on with wide eyes, the basement fills with sound of wood cracking and snapping apart. Pieces of the bat crumble to the floor around Marcus's feet.

"I brought a little help too."

Marcus's eyes flick over to Scott who steps out of the shadows. When Marcus looks back to Derek a fist comes hurtling right at his face. Body soaring across the room, Marcus tumbles brutally to a stop on the floor.

Derek reaches for the other restraint to free himself. The bolts at his wrists, however, have to be held at both ends making it impossible for him to unlock it with one hand.

"Scott, help me with this."

Derek sees him nod and hold a hand out to his side as if he was talking to someone but shakes his head figuring the boy brought along his sidekick Stiles.

Scott steps into the room with a firm look, "No."

Derek pauses pulling forward causing Scott to take a few paces away, "What do you mean no?"

"Not until you tell me how to stop Peter."

"You want to talk about this now?"

"He's going after Allison and her family. He's going to kill them."

Derek scoffs, "So what?"

"So tell me how to stop him."

"You can't," Derek struggles against his restraints, but he's not strong enough to break free, "Listen, I don't know when Kate's coming back. Get me out of this now."

Scott shakes his head, "Promise you'll help me."

"You want me to risk my life for your girlfriend? For your stupid teenage crush that means nothing?"

The words spit out of him with a ferocity that can't simply be about Scott and Allison.

"You're not in love. You're sixteen years old. You're just a kid."

Scott lowers his eyes and actually nods, "Maybe you're right. But I know something you don't."

He pulls out a piece of crinkled paper from his pocket.

"Peter said he didn't know what he was doing when he killed your sister." Scott slowly unfolds the piece of paper, "He lied."

Derek watches as Scott holds up the photo of a deer with a spiral on it. The same one he brought to Deaton.

"Remember this?"

Derek stares at the picture of the deer with the spiral carved into its side.

"This is what brought your sister back to Beacon Hills, right?"

Derek frowns, "Where did you get that?"

"My boss told me three months ago someone came into the Clinic asking for a copy of this picture. You want to know who it was? Peter's nurse. They brought your sister here so Peter could kill her and become an Alpha. And that's why you're going to help me."

Derek sinks against the restraints, the weight of realization falling physically over him.

Scott sighs, "Not only that but I'm sure he promised Luna's safety right?"

Derek's head snaps up it's fury in his eyes. He was scared to even reply.

"You can come in now."

Gazing over at the door, Derek watches a bloody Luna walk into the room. His eyes zoom in on the claw marks on her neck instantly making him picture his Uncle in a casket.

Scott nods slowly knowing Derek finally got the message, "Say you'll help me and I'll unlock your other-"

But Scott is cut off by a sudden wrenching sound as Derek breaks free of the wrist cuff and drops down to the floor. Scott watches him stand, pulling himself back up by the sheer strength of anger.

"I'll help you."

He doesn't say anything else or even glance Scott's way as he hurries over to Luna. Pulling her into a hug he feels her tremble in his arms. Kissing the top of her head he can't help but give her all his attention.

Scott peeks over at the two for a moment knowing that they needed a minute, so he backs away and leaves the room giving them privacy.

Luna lets out a sigh as she hears the door close. She squeezes Derek tighter not wanting to let him go.

Peering down at Luna, Derek kisses her hair leaving his face in her locks, "Are you okay Luna?"

Luna nods slowly but doesn't speak.

"We're going to stop him. I swear..." Derek pulls away from the hug, holding Luna's shoulders looking at her tired, fearful face.

"He got Lydia, Derek... I don't even know if she's okay. He just bit her like she was nobody, like she meant nothing... I just want this to be over."

Derek nods pulling her into a hug once more, "Soon it will be... soon."

Derek and Luna are cute! They are a very caring couple don't you think?

Hate Kate, love her as a bad guy but hate her.

End of Season 1 Allison can jump off a cliff

Stiles is still and will always be superior

Scott is an adorable pup

Peter has issues