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Chapter Eighteen
🦎 Frenemy 🦎

Stiles and Amara walked up to Scott was peaking around the corner of a nightclub, "You see where he went?" Stiles asked and Scott sighed and shook his head, "I lost him." He said. "You couldn't catch his scent?" Amara asked and Scott looked at her, "I don't think he has one."

"All right, any clue where he's going?" Stiles asked, "To kill someone." Amara said and Scott nodded in agreement. "Ah. That explains the claws, and the fangs, and all that. Good. Makes perfect sense now." Stiles said sarcastically making both Amara and Scott raise their eyebrows at him, "What? Guys, come on. I'm one hundred and forty-seven pounds of pale skin and fragile bone- sarcasm is my only defense!" He said.

"Just help me find it."

"Not "it"- Jackson."

"Yeah, I know. I-I know"

"All right, but does he know that? Did anybody else see him back at your house?" Amara asked and Scott sighed and shook his head, "I don't think so. And he already passed Derek's test anyway." Scott said. "Yeah, but that's just the thing- how did he pass the test?" Stiles asked and Scott just shook his head, "I don't know."

"Well." Amara said deep in thought making them look at her, "What if it's like an either-or thing? Derek said that a snake can't be poisoned by its own venom. So when is the Kanima not the Kanima?" She asked making realization cross over both of the boy's faces.

"When it's Jackson." Scott said looking at her and then at Stiles but Stiles's gaze is focused on something else. "Guys. See that?" Stiles says and then nods to the roof of the club where a tail arcs into the moonlight. The Kanima's body glides into view and then darts down through an air conditioning vent.

"He's inside." Scott said, "What's he gonna do in there?" Amara asked and then with a quick breath, Scott snaps his head toward the line. He's caught a scent, "I know who he's after." Scott said making them look at him. "What? How? Did you smell something?" Stiles asked and Scott nodded, "Armani." He said and they looked over to see Danny at the front of the line.

Slipping around to the back alley behind the club, Scott, Amara and Stiles locate the rear door, but when Stiles tries the handle, it's locked. "Maybe there's a window we could climb through-" Stiles said as he looked around before a metallic crunch interrupts him and Scott handed him the handle to the door. "Or a handle we could rip off with super human strength. How did I not think of that?" Stiles asked making Amara chuckle.

Under the pulsing boom of house music and the flash of laser lights the three try to blend in. Looking around, however, Scott begins to notice something. "Dude, everyone in here is a dude. I think this is a gay club." Scott said a he and Wren turned to Stiles only to find him surrounded by a group of drag queens. "Nothing gets past those keen werewolf senses, does it?" Stiles asked sarcastically making Amara laugh and shake her head slightly.

She walked over and grabbed Stiles's shoulder pulling him away from the drag queens. "Sorry ladies, but we're on a mission." She said and they smiled at her, "Oh, I love your hair." One of them said making her smile. "Thank you!" She said before she, Stiles and Scott walked away from them

"Three beers." Stiles said and Amara slightly raised her hand up, "I'll take a coke, beer is gross." She said and the bartender smiled and nodded at her before looking at Scott and Stiles. "ID's?" He asked and they pulled out their driver's licenses making Amara sigh and pinch the bridge of her nose. "How about two more cokes?"

"Rum and Coke? Sure!" Stiles said and Amara lightly pinched his arm, "Coke's fine, actually. I'm driving, anyway." Stiles said and the guy gestured to a different bartender who came over a few seconds later with three cokes. "This one's paid for." He said gesturing at Scott's drink before before gesturing to a guy across the bar.

Scott turns to his friends, smiling with pride as Amara laughed. "Shut up." Stiles grumbled, "I didn't say anything." Scott said slightly chuckling. "Your face did." Stiles pouted as Amara looked around before a moment before lightly hitting their arms. "I found Danny." She said nodding over to where Danny was dancing.

"I found Jackson." Scott said and Stiles and Amara followed hid line of sight. Perched among light fixtures above, the Kanima moves like a spider across the ceiling, stealthily making its way toward the dance floor and towards Danny.

All humor gone, a now fearful Stiles shakily sets his drink back on the bar next to Scott, who keeps his gaze on the ceiling and the black shape perched there. "Get Danny." Scott said making them look over at him, "What are you going to do?" Amara asked and Scott flicks open his fist, unsheathing his claws. "Good enough for me." Amara said and then grabbed Stiles's hand and started pulling towards Danny.

Stiles and Amara tries to push through the crowd of dancing men but once they got closer to Danny a few ceiling fog machines went off causing the whole building get foggy..By the time they had managed to get to Danny, he and a bunch of people where already paralyzed.

"Come on, we need to find Scott." Stiles said and Amara nodded and started looking around for Scott, "There." Stiles said making Amara follow his line of sight to see Scott running out of the backdoor.

Running after him, they find Scott knelt down next to Jackson's shivering and naked body off the wet pavement making Amara cringe and look away. The sound of sirens approach from the distance as Scott looks up to Stiles and Amara, "What do we do with him now?"

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Scott jumps into the passenger side while Stiles uses a blanket to cover an unconscious Jackson in the backseat. Amara was sitting in the back with Jackson, not very happy about it. "Couldn't get anything out of Danny." Scott said, "Okay, can we just get the hell out of here now, before Makena or one of my dad's other deputies sees us?" Stiles asked anxiously, and Scott and Amara nodded.

Stiles hits the gas and heads for the exit. But a Sheriff's car swerves in to block them. As Scott, Amara and Stiles stare in horror, the door clicks open and Sheriff Stilinski gets out. "Could this get any worse?" Stiles asked no one in particular but got a groan from Jackson, "That was rhetorical!" Stiles said glancing back at the back seat. "Get rid of him." Scott said making Stiles look at him crazy, "Get rid of him? We're at a crime scene and he's the Sheriff."

"Well, do something." Amara said making Stiles grumble under his breath as he jumped out of the Jeep to face his father while Scott and Amara look at a rapidly reviving Jackson. Scott quickly shoves Jackson back behind the seats, "What... what's going on..." Jackson says and Amara sighed frustratingly.

"Sorry, not sorry." Amara said before she quickly punched Jackson in the face making him pass out again. Stilinski peers over to the Jeep and Scott and Amara both wave at him, smiling innocently. Stilinski turns his glare back to Stiles and a couple minutes later Stiles gets back in the jeep and drives out of the club parking lot. Stiles pushes the pedal to the floor while Scott keeps an eye on the unconscious Jackson. "What about your house?"

"Not with my Mom there. We need somewhere we can hold him long enough to figure out what to do with him. Or long enough to convince him he's dangerous." Scott said and Amara scoffed, "Yeah, cause that's gonna be really easy. Jackson Whittemore only ever believes what he wants to believe." She said and Stiles nodded in agreement.

"I still say we just kill him." Stiles said and Amara nodded in agreement while Scott shook his head, "We cant just kill him." Scott said making Stiles sigh and purse his lips in thought for a moment before nodding. "I think I got something." He said making both Scott and Amara raised their eyebrows, "Does it involve breaking the law?" Scott asked.

"By now, don't you think that's a given?"

"I was trying to be optimistic."

"Don't bother."

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Stiles climbs into the back of the van where Jackson was, Amara climbing in after him. "Okay, I brought you some food-" Stiles started to say but two hands snap out, fingers grasping for his throat. Stiles leans back just out of Jackson's reach as he swipes at him. Amara lightly smacked Jackson's forehead, "Stop." She said making him give her a dark glare.

Gasping from exertion, he finally lowers his chained hands, "Let me out. Now." He demanded while Stiles takes a seat at a safe distance. "You know, I put those pants on you, all right, buddy? One leg at a time. Being all up-close-and-personal with your junk wasn't exactly a highlight of my day. So, don't think this is fun for me, either. You know, we're actually doing you a favor?" Stiles says as Amara sat down next to him.

"This is doing me a favor?" Jackson asked and Stiles looked at him like he was crazy, "Yes. You're-you're killing people... to death." Stiles said and Amara nodded in agreement. "Yeah, so until we can figure out how to stop you, you're gonna stay in here." Amara said while shrugging making Jackson glare at her.

"Now, you want the ham and cheese, or the Turkey." Stiles asked and Jackson rolled his eyes, "You actually think my parents won't be looking for me?" Jackson asked making Stiles smirk. "Uh, well, not if they don't think anything's wrong. Yeah." Stiles says as he hold up Jackson's phone.

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"Scales. Like a fish?" Jackson ask as he glares at Stiles across the van, "No, more like a reptile. Um, and, uh... your claws have this liquid that paralyzes people, and you have a tail." Stiles said while Amara was just nodding along. "I have a tail?" Jackson asked looking at Stiles weird, "Yeah, you have a tail." Amara said nodding.

"Does it do anything?"

"Not that we know of."

"Can I use it to strangle you?" Jackson said shooting forward slightly with his hands out in a strangling gesture.. "Yeah, you still don't believe us. All right. The night of the semi-final game- what did you do right after?" Stiles asked and Jackson grumbled angrily, "I went home." He said and Amara raised her eyebrows.

"Are you sure?" She asked and he rolled his eyes, "Yes, you idiot. What the hell else would I do?" He asked and she gave him a daring look. "You attacked me and Derek at the school, and you trapped us in the pool! And not long after and then trapped Amara in the pool as well. You also killed a mechanic- right in front of me, by the way, that was lovely. And, one of Argent's Hunters. Oh, and last night, you tried to kill Danny." Stiles said making Jackson look at him crazy, "Why would I want to kill my best friend?"

"That's what Scott's trying to figure out right now."

"Maybe he should be trying to figure out how he's going to pay for a lawyer when I prosecute your asses all the way to jail." Jackson said and Amara chucked, "I doubt we'll go to jail." She said. "All right, well, tell me this- on the night of the first full moon, what happened?" Stiles asked and Jackson sighed angrily, "Nothing. Nothing happened."

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Amara sat in the passenger side of the van on her phone while outside the Police Transport Van, Stiles shoots Jackson's parents another text message: "Going to be home late. Don't wait up."

Lowering the phone, he pauses, listening to the quiet of the woods. Then the sound of leaves being crushed underfoot. Someone running. Coming right toward him. Backing away, Stiles whirls around and breathes in relief when he sees Allison coming toward him but then he notices the panic on her face.

"They know." She said making Amara's head shoot up to look at her, "Wait, what?" She asked and Allison nodded. "They know Jackson's missing." She said and Amara and Stiles looked at each other with wide eyes. "No, they can't. I've been texting his parents since last night. They don't have a clue." Stiles said and Allison shook her head.

"My grandfather told me his parents went to the police- they know." Allison said and Stiles instantly turned around, reaching over Amara to press a button on the police scanner.

"All available units, proceed to Beacon Hills Preserve as instructed. Proceed with caution until Sheriff Stilinski's arrival. Proceed with caution."

"Let me see the phone." Amara said making Stiles handed her Jackson's phone and she read over the texts. "You said 'I love you'?!" She said making Stiles look at her wide eyed, "Of course I did. Everyone tells their parents they love them. What kind of person doesn't tell their parents that they love them?" He said defensively as he took the phone back.

"You really think Jackson Whittemore gonna love his adopted parents?" She asked and realization crossed over his face as he held up the phone with only two finger, like it was going to explode any second.

After a couple seconds Stiles scrambles over to the driver side while Allison climbed in next to Amara. "Where are we going?" Allison asks as Stiles dials something onto Jackson's phone. "Somewhere far away from this." He said before tossing the phone out the window and driving off.

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The Prison Transport Van now sits parked at Lookout Point. Gathered just a few yards from the van, Scott, Stiles, Amara and Allison discuss their latest discoveries. "If Jackson doesn't remember being the Kanima, he definitely not gonna remember stealing Danny's tablet." Scott said, "Why would he steal the thing if he doesn't even know what's on it?" Stiles asked.

"What if someone else took it?" Allison suggested making everyone look at her, "Then somebody else knows what he is." Stiles said making Scott's eyes widen. "Uh, which could mean someone's protecting him." He said and Amara nodded and shrugged.

"Yeah, like the Bestiary says, 'The Kanima seeks a friend' right?" She asked and they nodded, "Okay, hold on- so, somebody watches Jackson make a video of himself turning into the Kanima, and then just erases part of it so he wouldn't know? I mean, who would do that?" Stiles said.

"Somebody who wanted to protect him?" Allison said and Amara shrugged, "Or someone who has a sick motive is using him." She said. "There's something else. You said the only thing you found online about the Kanima is that it goes after murderers. What if that's actually true?" Scott said and Stiles looked at him, "No, it can't be. It tried to kill all of us, remember? I don't know about you two, but I haven't murdered anybody lately."

"But, I... I don't think that it was actually trying to kill us. Remember when we were at Isaac's the first time, it just went right by us, didn't it?" Amara said and Allison nodded, "You're right- it just ran off." She said. "And it didn't kill you in the mechanic's garage." Scott said looking at Stiles, "Well, yeah, but it tried to kill us and Derek in the pool." Stiles said gesturing to himself and Amara.

"Did it?"

"It would've. It was was waiting for us to come out." Stiles said and Scott shook his head, "What if it was trying to keep you in?" Scott said making Stiles look at him in disgust, "Why do I feel so violated all of a sudden?" Stiles asked. "Because there's something else going on on. We don't know what it is. We don't know anything about what's going on with Jackson, or why someone's protecting him..."

"Know thy enemy." Allison mumbled making all of them look st her confused, "Just something my grandfather said." She said shaking her head. "All right, I got it- kill Jackson! Problem solved." Stiles said making Amara sigh. "As much as I hate him... He did risked his life for us, against Peter." Amara said and Stiles nodded, "Yes, but what did we just find out? He got the bite from Derek. It's funny how he just got exactly what he wanted by supposedly risking his life for us. It's funny."

"Yeah. It doesn't mean he's not still worth saving." Scott said making Stiles look at him, "It's always something with him." Stiles said and Scott shook his head. "He doesn't know what he's doing." Scott said making Stiles scoff, "So what?" He asked. "So, I didn't either. You remember when I almost killed you and Jackson? I had someone to stop me. He has nobody." Scott said and Stiles shrugged, "That's his own fault."

"Doesn't matter. If we can save him, we should try."

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"Okay. I got a blanket. " Amara said as she climbed into Allison's car that over looked town, "I figured it would get cold and a blanket would held David having to turn on the heater and kill your battery." Amara said and Allison chuckled while Amara tossed the blanket over the both of them. It was quiet for a moment as they looked out the window before Amara spoke up.

"How did your dad know where to be last night? Scott said him and Gerard was there in the alley." Amara said and Allison shrugged slightly, "They have people. Guys who monitor every camera in town. ATMs, traffic cameras... have you see the ones they put up in school?" Allison asked and Amara shook her head slightly.

"No, I didn't go at all today." Amara said and Allison raised her eyebrows slightly, "You thought I told him." Allison said and Amara sighed. "I thought that if you had told him, it wasnt because you wanted to, it was because you were made to." Amara said and Allison grabbed her hand.

"I'm on your side. I'm always on your side." Allison said and Amara nodded while staring at their hands. "I know, I just- I'm not use to have this many hunters in town." Amara said before noticing how cold Allison's hands were. "You cold?" Amara asked and Allison shrugged slightly, "I'll warm up." She said.

Amara sat back slightly and held her arm out slightly, "Come here. The good part about being a Pyro Witch is that I'm always warm." Amara said and Allison chuckled slightly before leaning again Amara's chest making Amara wrap her arm around Allison's shoulders.

They sat there like that for a little while before Allison took a deep breath, "Could you put some music on? Please?" Allison asked and Amara raised her eyebrows. "You want the radio?" She asked, "Uh, use Entune. It has Pandora." Allison said and Amara reached over to start Pandora.

"I felt like I was gonna fall asleep." Allison said and Amara chuckled, "I mean, you can if you want to. I dont think I'll be able to fall asleep knowing who and what is in that transport van." Amara said and Allison chuckled softly.

"I just realize thar high school's only two more years." Amara said and Allison hummed slightly, "And it's is hard enough for normal people to get through."