Amara's outfit:

Chapter Twenty-Two

"Oh, hold on! Stop! Did you see that? Scroll back." Scott said as he, Stiles, Makena and Stilinski watched the camera footage from the hospital. "That's him! That's Matt!" Stiles said pointing at the screen making his dad look at it confused, "All I can see is the back of someone's head."

"Matt's head, yeah! I sit behind him in history. He's got a very distinct cranium! It's weird." Stiles said making his dad look at him weird, "Are you crazy?" Stilinski asked making Stiles sigh.

"All right, fine. Then look at his jacket, huh? How many people do you know who wear black leather jackets?" Stiles said and Makena looked at him weird, "Millions! Literally! Amara and I both own many." She said. "Okay, can we scroll forward? There's gotta be a shot of him coming at one of the cameras." Stiles asked and Stilinski keeps the footage going until Stiles spoke up again, "Right there! Stop, stop! See, there he is again."

'You mean there's the back of his head again."

'Okay, but look- he's talking to someone." Stiles says and Scott leans in for a clearer view before his eyes widen, "He's talking to my mom."

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"Amara." Someone said shaking her shoulder gently making Amara jump up. Deaton helped her sit up before she looked around, "Where's Lydia and Peter?" She asked and he sighed and shrugged.

"They were gone when I got here. Let me see your arm." He said and she held her arm out that was starting to heal. "The good thing with Peter clawing your arm it caused the mistletoe to leave your system so you have your magic and the wolfsbane should be gone by now." He said and she nodded slightly.

"We need to get Derek up. There's not much time." Deaton said before starting up, he helped Amara stand up before quickly grabbing her arms as she stumbled a bit. They both walked over Derek and Amara kicked his arm, "Derek!" Amara yelled as she kicked him again.

"Maybe this will help." Deaton said before pulling out a dog whistle making her laugh as he brought it up to his lips before blowing into it. Derek jolts awake with a sharp breath before he noticed Deaton and Amara in front of him. "Can you hear me? I need you to answer, Derek. We don't have much time." Deaton says.

"That sounds... What was it?" Derek asks as Amara helps him sit up, before laughing at the look on his face when Deaton held up the dog whistle. Annoyed, Derek attempts to stand. But he wobbles, nearly toppling back to the floor as Deaton and Amara grabs him, "You're going to be weak for several hours." Deaton said.

Clutching to Deaton's arm, Derek's gaze moves to the broken floorboards and the hole in the floor of the house. "It actually happened." He said before looking Amara over worriedly, "Don't worry- Amara's okay and you're still an Alpha. But, as usual, not a particularly competent one..." Deaton
Says making Amara laugh.

"Where is he?"

"I wish I could tell you."

"Then how about you tell me what you're doing here, and why you're helping me?" Derek said irritably making Amara pinch his arm. "Helping your family actually used to be a pretty important part of my life. Helping the two of you was a promise I made to your mother." Deaton said making Derek look at him shocked.

"You're the one my sister talked about. She said you're a kind of adviser?" Derek said and Deaton nodded, "She was right. And I have some advice that you need to listen to very closely right now. What Peter managed to do doesn't come without a price. He'll be physically weak, so he'll rely on the strength of his intelligence, his cunning. He's gonna come at you, the both of you. He'll try to twist his way inside your head, preying on your insecurities. He'll tell you that he's the only way you can stop Gerard. Do not trust him."

"I only trust Amara and Makena. I don't trust anyone else." Derek said, "I know- if you did, you might be the Alpha you like to think you are. And, unfortunately, the one person you should trust? Doesn't trust you at all, you're lucky he trusts your cousin."

"Scott." Amara whispered and Deaton nodded, "He's with Stilinski right now. You need to find him- you need to find him as fast as you can. I've known Gerard for a long time. He always has a plan. Something tells me it's going exactly the way he wants it to."

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"Deleted. And we're done. All right? So, 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? So, I'll just get my dad, and we'll go, you know? You continue on the whole vengeance thing. Enjoy the Kanima." Stiles said after him and Scott got rid of all the evidence that proved Matt was the killer as he pointed a gun at them.

Matt also had Stilinski handcuffed to the wall in the cell room and Makena locked in one of the cells.

Matt went to say something but then the roar of a car engine interrupts them. Matt holds still, listening to the sound of a car pulling up to the curb before looking ar Scott, "Sounds like your mom's here, McCall."

"Matt, don't do this. When she comes to the door, I'll just tell her to leave. I'll tell her we didn't find anything. Please, Matt-" Scott pleaded but Matt shakes his head, waving him and Stiles over to Stilinski's open door. Scott hesitates at the sound of the front entrance clattering open. "If you don't move, now, I'm gonna kill Stiles first, and then your mom."

Stepping outside Stilinski's office, Scott and Stiles approach the door that leads to the front desk lobby with Matt behind them. "Open it."

"Please..."

"Open. The. Door." Scott puts his hand on the knob and turns it. The door slowly clicks open allowing the boys to peer out to the front desk. It's not Melissa standing in the lobby, however its Derek making Scott sigh out in relief.

"Oh thank god." He whispered but that relief was short-lived as Derek fell forward, paralyzed. Now where Derek was just standing, stood a half transformed Jackson, holding Amara by her arm as she mumbled out curse words at him.

He shoved her into through the door making Stiles and Scott instantly grab her. "Really? You're the one controlling Jackson?" She asked looking at Matt who just smirked, "That is so boring." She asked making his smirk fall before nodding at Jackson.

Jackson instantly threw his arm out and cut the back if her neck making her hiss and glare at him, "Stupid walking STD." She mumbled. Matt looked at her confused which she noticed and chuckled, "Oh, right you didn't know. I have fire powers that burn away the Kanima venom before it can even have a chance at affecting me." She said before giving him a fake smile.

Derek stares up at Jackson who looks down on him, head cocked like a curious animal, "This is the one controlling him? This kid?" Derek says patronizingly. "Well, Derek, not everyone's lucky enough to be a big, bad Werewolf. Oh, yeah! That's-that's right. I've learned a few things lately. Witches, Werewolves, Werewitches, Hunters, Kanimas... It's like a frickin' Halloween party every full moon." Matt said before looking at Stiles, "Except for you, Stiles. What do you turn into?"

"Abominable Snowman. But, uh, it's more of, like, a wintertime thing, you know? Seasonal." Stiles says sarcastically making Matt squint at him before nodding at Jackson. Suddenly Jackson's hand shot out and cut the back of Stiles's neck making Amara and Scott's eyes widen.

They both went to grab Stiles as he fell but Jackson threateningly held his hand out in front of them to stop them. Amara let out an annoyed sigh as Jackson shook his finger at the two of them before looking down at Stiles who had fallen on top of Derek.

"Get him off me." Derek said and Matt chuckled and crouched down next to them. "I don't know Derek. I think you two make a pretty good pair. It must kinda suck though. Having all the power taken from you just from a little cut in the back of your neck. I bet you're not used to feeling this helpless." Matt taunted.

"Still got some teeth. Why don't you get down here a little closer, huh? We'll see how helpless I am." Derek said, "Yeah, bitch!" Stiles yelled before another car pulled up making Matt look at Scott.

"Is that her? Do what I tell you to, and I won't hurt her. I won't even let Jackson near her." Matt said,n"Scott, don't trust him." Stiles said and with a sudden brutality, Matt kicks Stiles off Derek and then sets the sole of his shoe on Stiles's throat.

"This work better for you?" Matt says as Stiles chokes as Matt presses down on his windpipe. "Stop, just stop!" Scott yelled, "Then do what I tell you to." Matt demands as Stiles' eyes teared up. "Okay, all right!" Scott yelled and Matt removes his foot from Stiles.

Turning to Jackson, Matt motions to Stilinski's office, "Put them in there." He says before looking at Scott, "You. With me."

When they walk away Jackson walked over to Amara and roughly pulled her to her feet, shoving her onto the ground of the office. Then goes back and drags Stiles and Derek into the office. "Where's my mom? I saw all the dead Deputies but I couldn't find my mom." Amara said, "She's okay. Matt locked her in one of the cells." Stiles said making her sigh in relief.

She was about to say something but the sound of a gunshot rang throughout the station making Amara's eyes widen.

A few minutes later Matt shoved Scott into the office, "The evidence is gone. Why don't you just go?" Scott said and Matt squinted at him. "You think the evidence mattered that much? I want the book." Matt demeaned making everyone look at him confused, "What? What book?" Scott asked.

"The Bestiary! And not just a few pages. I want the whole thing." He said and Amara furrowed her brows as she moved to sit in the couch, "We don't have that. It's Gerard's. And what do you want it for anyway?" Amara asked.

"I want answers."

"To what?"

"To this." Matt says and pulls up his shirt to reveal an unexpected development forming over the skin on his side. Scales. Exactly like those on the body of the Kanima.

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Stiles and Derek lie on the floor of the office while Jackson stands watch at the door. He barely moves, glancing back only briefly to make sure his captives are still immobile. Amara had moved to sit on the ground next to Stiles, messing with her necklace.

"Hey, do you know what's happening to Matt?" Stiles asked, "I know the book's not gonna help him. You can't just break the rules, not like this." Derek said and Amara nodded. "What do you mean?" Stiles asked, "Universe balances things out. Always does." Amara said and Stiles nodded slightly

"Is it because he's using Jackson to kill people who don't deserve it?" Stiles asked and Derek nodded, "And killing people himself." He said. "So, if Matt breaks the rules of the Kanima, he becomes the Kanima." Amara said looking at Derek who nodded, "Balance."

"Will he believe us if we tell him that?" Stiles asked and Amara sighed and shook her head, "Highly doubt it." She said. "Okay. He's gonna kill all of us when he gets that book, isn't he?" Stiles asked, "Yep." Derek said. "All right, so what do we do? Do we just-do we just sit here and wait to die?" Stiles asked.

"Unless I can figure out a way to push the toxin out of my body faster, like triggering the healing process..." Derek glances to Stiles and Amara, with a surreptitious look. They look down to see blood spreading across the floor, hands at his sides, Derek's claws dig into his own thighs. "Oh, what are you doing? Aw, gross." Stiles groaned.

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"So, is that hypothetical situation we talked about getting any less hypothetical?" Stiles asked after a few minutes, "I think so... I can move my toes." Derek said making Stiles groan, "Dude, I can move my toes."

All of the sudden the lights click out bringing the already dark station to almost pitch black. Amara slowly got to her knees, watching the door incase something happens, her attention is directed to the windows as head lights shine through.

Then the sound of glass shatter runs through the station. Amara quickly gets up, flicking her claws out before running over to Derek. "Ready?" She asked and he nodded, preparing himself. She forcefully stabs her claws into his leg making him groan as Stiles cringes and looks away.

She pulls her hand away before squeezing the wound making more blood come out until Derek was able to flex his hands. A few second later Scott runs into the office as Derek sits up. "Take him. Go!" Derek yells as he pushed Stiles towards Scott.

Scott grabbed Stiles, throwing Stiles's arm around his shoulders as Amara turns to Derek. "You. Please be careful. You know what had to happen tonight, you might be the reason they're here." She said and he nodded before kissing the side of her head, "You too, you're Peter's daughter after all." He said.

Amara quickly ran over and wrapped Stiles's other hand around her shoulders before they started pulling him to a different room.

Jackson rises back up, fangs bared, eyes burning bright and worst of all, claws dripping with venom. He comes slashing forward as Scott and Wren drags Stiles back into the next office where Scott slams the door shut, locking it, only to see Jackson smash through a moment later as Scott drags Stiles into the next room, another door whipping shut and locking.

Scott, Amara and a barely mobile Stiles tumble into the interrogation room, Scott quickly closing the steel door just as Jackson slams into it. Scott flips the dead bolt and nothing. The three of them gasping, they listen but all they hear are panicked shouts from Melissa and Stilinski in the cell block just nearby.

Amara and Scott move Stiles onto one of the chairs, "Don't move." Scott said making Stiles give him a look, "You know what I mean." Scott said before he and Amara ran off.

Amara had lost Scott at some point as she ran down a hall. She quickly turned a corner only to skid to a stop when she found a crossbow pointing at her chest. She watched Allison, expecting her to lower the weapon but it never happened. "Where's Derek?" Allison asked in a cold tone, "You don't know what you're doing." Amara said.

"If you're not going to tell me, then get out of my way." Allison said and Amara slowly raised her hands up, "Allison-" Amara tried to say but Allison cut her off. "Where is he?!" She said and Amara slowly shook her head, "You don't know what really happened." Amara said and Allison stared at her for a moment.

"Amara... you need to stay away from me right now. You need to go. Just stay out of my way." Allison said before running past Amara. Amara watched as Allison ran down the hall before taking a deep breath and shaking her head slightly.

Amara quickly ran to the holding cell block right as Matt swings the butt of the gun down on his head. Amara cleared her throat catching Matt's attention, he turned around and instantly Amara's fist connected with his face making him groan and fall to the ground.

With a dark look on her face she slowly followed him as he scooted away from her. "Where's that confidence you had earlier?" She taunted before grabbing him by his shirt and slamming him against the wall making him groan.

"You shouldn't mess with fire Matt. You'll get burned." Amara said as she grabbed his chin making him cry out in pain as she burned him slightly. A hiss made Amara look over at the door way to see the Kanima staring at her making her nod slightly. "Okay, then." She said as she left Matt go, stepping back at the Kanima walked into the room.

It let out a screech before charging at her. It swiped it's clawed hand out but she quickly dodged it and kicked it's chest making it stumble back. It quickly got ready to charge at Amara again until a growl made them look over to see a full transformed Derek standing in the door way. Remembering Melissa, Amara turned to look at her wide eyes as Melissa looked at them in both shock and fear, Makena comfortingly grabbing Melissa's arm.

Shrieking in defiance, the Kanima charges. Derek moves fast, clawed hands reaching up to grab the creature and slams it down to the floor. The Kanima grabs Derek and sends him crash back. It spins, baring its fangs at Melissa and Makena making Melissa scream in terror as the creature went to run over to the cell.

Makena's eyes flashed completely white and the Kanima suddenly when flying back as Amara moved to stand in front of the cell. The Kanima screeched at her and went to charge but it was suddenly yanked away and brutally slams down into the floor underneath Scott.

Fully transformed, he gazes up to his mother as she sees his face. The eyes, the creased brow, the fangs. His secret, his true nature and the look on Melissa's own face is pure horror. A snarl comes from beneath Scott, the Kanima scrambling up. It moves defensively as Derek flips back onto his own feet. The three of them locked in an acrobatic fight until the Kanima slips free, charging into the darkness to escape.

Scott gives a last look at his mother who backs into the shadows of the cell before looking at Amara with a sunken face. Amara gave him a slight nod and finally, he turns to pursue Derek and the Kanima.