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Chapter Thirty-Eight
🦊 More Bad Then Good 🦊

Amara and Stiles ran through the woods, looking first Scott before they stopped for a moment to glance around. "I think I just saw him." Stiles said, patting her arm before off in a direction. All of the sudden they end up running into Scott causing both boys to scream while Amara just sighed. "Oh." Stiles said when he realized it was Scott, "I think we found something." Stiles said, gesturing to Amara who nodded. "So did I." Scott said breathing heavily.

Scott followed behind Amara and Stiles until they led him to a rocky hill. And through a little hole in the wall, Scott and Stiles walked through but Amara stayed back in front of the entrance. "It's a coyote den." Stiles said as he shined the flashlight around, "Werecoyote." Scott corrected.

"You see this? This is Malia's. Remember? It's the same one she was wearing in the photo." Stiles said she he picked up one of the article of clothing. "Guys, we shouldn't be in here." Amara said as she glanced around while the guys looked back at her, "What do you mean?" Stiles asked and she sighed.

"She's not gonna come back now. We just invaded her home- our scent's going to be everywhere. Especially mine and Scott's." She said and Scott nodded in agreement, "If she's not going to come back here, where's she going to go?" Stiles asked and Scott shrugged slightly.

"I don't know..."

"Can you track her now? You think you got her scent?" Stiles asked and Scott sighed, "Maybe... But I'm better at this when I'm a full wolf... And I'm still worried that if I do it, I won't be able to turn back." Scott said and Stiles sighed and nodded slightly. "The door's still open."

"I mean we can always just have Amara do it but I wouldnt mind being able to turn back. If I can't get to Derek, we're gonna have to find someone else to help." Scott said sighed softly, "This is basically a crime scene, right? I think it might be a little out of my boss' league."

"And more in my dad's."

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"Here's where we found the den. It's right in the middle of the hiking trails." Stiles says as him, Scott, Allison and Amara stood around Stiles' tablet in the corner of their class room. "Well, that could narrow it down. Coyotes travel in fixed trails. But, I think you're right about her not going back to the den. Coyotes don't like wolves, and they're really smart- if they don't want to be heard, they actually walk on their toes." Allison said and Amara nodded in agreement.

"Coyotes tip-toe?" Stiles asked slightly shocked making Allison roll her eyes slightly, "They tip-toe." She said and then the bell rang. "I gotta go, but send me the pinned location." Allison said and Amara kissed her cheek before she walked away.

"All right, everyone, let's get started! We were just talking about internment camps and prisoners of war. There's a passage in our reading that I'd like to go over in more detail. Who would like to come up and read aloud for us?" Mr. Yukimura said as he glanced around.

"Mr. Stilinski, how about you?" He said making both Stiles and Amara look up at him with wide eyed, "Can I do it?" Amara asked raising her hand slightly, trying to get Stiles out of reading. "Thank you for volunteering, Miss. Hale, but I would like Mr. Stilinski to do it." Mr. Yukimura said smiling at her.

Amara glanced at Stiles worriedly as he sighed and nodded, "Okay." Stiles said and got up before walking up to the podium. "Okay, okay... Come on, come on..." Stiles muttered to himself.

Amara reached over and tapped Scott's desk as Stiles gripped onto the side of the podium, tightly closing his eyes. He started to breath heavily slightly making Amara and Scott slowly stand up. "Stiles?" Amara asked and Stiles glanced over at her before looking like he was going to pass out.

Quickly, Amara ran over and grabbed his arms, keeping him steady as Scott followed behind her. "We should take him to the nurse's office." Scott said and Mr. Yukimura nodded making Amara and Scott instantly pull Stiles out of the classroom.

"Stiles? Look at us, man. Is this a panic attack?" Scott asked as Stiles stumbled into the bathroom. "It's a dream, it's a dream, it's just a dream..." Stiles rambled as he gripped onto the side of a sink. Amara quickly went over to him and gently grabbed his shoulder, making him look at her, "Hey, look at me, Stiles. This is real. You're here with us." She said and he just stared at her, still breathing heavily.

"How do you tell if you're awake or dreaming?" She asked calmly and he took a couple deep breaths. "Your fingers- you count your fingers. You have extra fingers in dreams." He said glancing down. She glanced at Scott who watched them worriedly before looking back at Stiles  "How many do I have?" She asked as she held her hand out. He continued to just slightly shake his head while breathing heavily.

"Stiles." She said making him look up at her, "Look at my hands and count with me." She said softly as she held both her hands up. "One... two..." He said, panting and she nodded, "Keep going." She said calmly as she held up a third finger.

"Three... four... five... six... seven...eight... nine... ten..." Stiles counted as he looked over both her hand while she nodded, "Ten. Ten fingers, this is real all Stiles. It's not a dream. " She said calmly as his breathing started to get back to normal. He took a few deep breaths as he slid down the wall making Scott crouch down in front of him while Amara sat down next to him against the wall.

"What the hell is happening to me?" He whispered and Amara sighed and gently patted his leg making him look at her, "You're going to be okay." She said and he looked at her skeptically. "Am I?" He asked then looked at Scott, "Are you?" He asked making Scott sigh.

"Scott, you can't transform... Allison's being haunted by her dead aunt... And I'm straight up losing my mind. We can't do this. We can't-we can't help Malia. We can't help anyone." Stiles said and Scott sighed softly. "We can try. We can always try." Scott said and Stiles sighed and looked down at his hands.

"Hey." Amara said making Stiles look up at her, "Don't give up, Stiles. There's always a way to fix things." She said and he nodded slightly.

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"Why were you not headed to lunch like everyone else?" Mr. Yukimura said making Amara and Scott look over at him and Kira, "They left their bags! I was just trying to do something nice. You do something nice, and you make friends." Kira said.

"Guys, I think I know what she was looking for." Stiles says making them turn to him. He help up his backpack and pulled out the baby doll from the car making both Scott and Amara sigh, "You took the doll from the car?" Amara scolded making his eyes widen.

"Yeah, I thought you or Scott could use it! You know, for, like, her scent..." Stiles defended and she just gave him a look. "Where did you get that?" Someone asked making them look over to see Mr. Tate standing in the door way. "Where did you find this?" He asked as he took it from Stiles, "It belonged to my daughter."

"Mr. Tate, I don't know how you heard about this- if you have your own police scanner or what- but you can't be here." Stilinski said and went to lightly push Tate out the room but froze for a second, moving Tate's jacket to reveal a gun at his side. "I have a permit." Tate said. "California schools are gun-free zones, permit or no permit. You need to leave, Mr. Tate. Now."

"You find that animal! You find that thing!"

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"Xylazine. It's a tranquilizer for horses. For a Werecoyote, expect it to work within seconds." Deaton said as he walked into the examination room and set three small bottles on the table. "I only have three. So, whoever's shooting needs to be a damn good shot."

"Allison's a perfect shot." Scott said and Isaac instantly took that opportunity to do what Isaac does best, "Well... She used to be." He said making Amara sigh. "She can do it." Amara said and Isaac shrugged slightly, "If we manage to find the thing." He said and Stiles squinted at him. "Okay, what is the point of him? Seriously, I mean, what is his purpose? Aside from the persistent negativity and the scarf? What's up with the scarf, anyway? It's sixty-five degrees out!" Stiles said making Isaac just roll his eyes slightly.

"Look, maybe I'm asking a question no one here wants to ask- how do we turn a coyote back into a girl when she hasn't been a girl in eight years?" Isaac asked and Scott nodded slightly as he glanced down. "Amara or I can do it." Scott said looking back up at everyone making Stiles raise his eyebrows.

"You can?" He asked and Scott looked at him, "You remember the night that Peter trapped us in the school? In the gym, he was able to make me turn using just his voice and he almost made Amara turn too. Deucalion did the same thing in the distillery." Scott said and Amara sighed softly and shook her head. "This is a Werecoyote and you were apart of Peter and Deucalion's pack and Peter's my dad. It doesnt always work the same if someone's not in your pack. Who knows if it'll even work? Can even find someone who can teach you? I can't, I've never seen this happen." She said making realization cross over Stiles's face, "That's why you called Derek first."

"Yeah, I could try it on my own... But, right now, I'm too scared to even change into just a Werewolf." Scott sighed. "We need a real Alpha." Stiles said making both Amara and Scott shoot him a look, "You know what I mean! An Alpha who can do Alpha things. You know, an Alpha who can get it going! You know, get it-"

"Up?" Isaac asked and Stiles gestured to him making Amara scoff, "I'm literally right here!" She said while Scott sighed. "Great. I'm an Alpha with performance issues." Scott said, "Is there anyone else besides Derek who could help?" Deaton asked and Isaac shook his head slightly. "I wouldn't trust Peter." He said and Amara shook her head slightly.

"He went with Derek anyways. Maybe the twins?" She suggested, "They're not Alphas anymore. After what Jennifer did, almost killing them? It broke that part of them." Deaton said and Amara nodded slightly with a shrug. "But what if they know how to do it?" She said, "Nobody's seen them for weeks." Scott asked making Amara scoff.

"You sure about that?"

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Stiles, Amara and Lydia walked in to the loft and glanced around while Scott stayed at the door, "They said they'd meet us here..." Lydia said confused. All of the sudden a fist punched Scott in the face making them turn around to see the twins attacking him. Stiles quickly pulled Amara and Lydia over to the side while the twins threw Scott into the loft.

"I thought you guys were gonna teach me to roar?" Scott groaned as he laid on the ground in pain, "We are! You do it by giving in." Aiden said as they stood over him. "Giving in and letting go. That's how Deucalion taught us control." Ethan said as he pulled Scott up by his shirt.

"Hey, you know, that's funny- We've actually tried something like this one time, using a heart monitor and lacrosse balls. But, you're right, beating the living crap out of him is probably a lot better." Stiles said and Amara chuckled and nodded, "That was a fun time." She said.

"That's actually the plan? You kick my ass?" Scott asked looking at the twins crazy. "You're afraid to turn."

"We're gonna make you. You turn, then you kick our asses!"

"And then, you roar." Aiden said before letting out a loud roar making Amara make a face, "Why so dramatic?" She asked and got ignored. "You don't think you can let go with us?" Aiden asked, "You think you're going to hurt us?" Ethan asked as he pushed Scott into Aiden.

"Come on, McCall! Give it your all!" Aiden said as they started pushing Scott back and forth like a couple third grade bullies do in movies.

"We can always heal!" Ethan said and Scott went to punch him but he just grabbed Scott's arm and punched his stomach and Aiden punched the side of his head. "You're an Alpha. You want to roar like one? You've got to give in, full-throttle. You've got to be the monster. Become the beast. Become everything you're afraid of." Aiden said.

"That's what gives you power. It gives you strength." Ethan said and Scott went to punch Aiden but he just dodged and then elbowed Scott in the back. Scott fell to the ground and spat out blood. "Giving in doesn't make you the bad guy..." Aiden said, "So long as you can control it." Ethan said, looking at his brother. "Sometimes, control's a little overrated." Aiden said before kicking Scott. "Come on, Scott. Fight back." Amara muttered.

"What if I can't control it? What if I can't turn back?" Scott asked looking up at them, "You become Malia. You get further and further away from being human. You turn into an animal, or worse-"

"You become Peter." Aiden said making Scott's eyes widen for a moment. Slow, he started to stand with a little struggle and a growl before charging at Aiden but Aiden quickly grabbed him and slammed him on the desk making Lydia flinch slightly.

Aiden jumped on top of Scott and started punching him over and over into Ethan ran over and grabbed his arm "What? I thought we were helping him." He asked and Ethan shook his head slightly.

"You help too much."

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"Do you think you can hone in on Malia? If not, we're going to be in the woods for a very long time." Allison said as Amara opened a case of syringes. "I've a pretty good lock on her scent, it's actually kind of strong." She said and Allison raised her eyebrows, "What is it?" She said and Amara made a face.

"Pee." She said as she handed Allison a syringe while Allison looked at her in amusement. Amara set down the cap to the syringe before looking up at Allison to see her hands shaking as she tried to stick the needle into the bottle of Xylazine. "Are you okay?" Amara asked and Allison's hands shook more before she accidentally dropped the bottle.

She sighed softly, glancing at Amara who smiled sadly at her before Allison crouched down to pick it back up. Though when she stood up she was no longer seeing the office. "Allison!" Amara yelled and Allison snapped out of her trance to see she was pointing the tranq dart gun at Amara making her eyes widen.

"Oh, my God! I'm so sorry. I'm-I'm so sorry!" She said as she quickly set the gun down, "I don't know what I was doing... I'm sorry..." She said and Amara shrugged slightly. "Well, it's better than an an arrow. At least it couldn't kill me." She said and Allison sighed and shook her head, "How am I supposed to help anyone if I'm like this? What am I supposed to do?" Allison asked and Amara sighed as she walked around the table.

"You get people to help you." She said as she grabbed the bottle of Xylazine and the syringe from Allison's shaking hands. "My original plan was sticking with Scott so then if he can't make Malia shift then I can... But maybe I should go with you just incase." Amara said and Allison shook her head. "No, no. You need to go with Scott. We need to help Malia." Allison said and Amara gently grabbed her hands.

"But you also need help." Amara said before handing Allison the full syringe and kissing her forehead.

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"Anyone else think we night be doing more harm than good?" Lydia asked as her, Scott, Stiles, Amara, Isaac and Allison all stood around their cars at the preserve. "We're trying to keep a father from killing his own daughter." Scott and again, Isaac took this opportunity to do was Isaac does best.

"Actually... we're trying to keep a guy from killing a coyote, who is actually his daughter... who we don't know how to change from a coyote back to his daughter..." Isaac said making Stiles squint at him, "And again with the not helping." Stiles said. "Did you bring it?" Scott asked, turning to Allison. She looked at them for a moment before opening the trunk and pulling out a giant dart gun.

A few minutes later they all separated after hearing distant gun shots. Scott drove off on his bike with Isaac, Allison with Amara and Lydia stayed with Stiles at the jeep. "Amara, wait!" Allison called out as Amara ran a head of her, Amara glanced back for a moment before accidentally stepping on a bear trap. She yelled out in pain as she fell to the ground.

Somewhere in the woods, Scott and Isaac tore through the woods until there was a sudden loud cry of pain. Scott lost control of the bike making it crash as he and Isaac fell to the ground. Scott quickly took his helmet off, grabbing his foot in pain. "What happened? What's wrong?" Isaac asked as Scott pulled the bottom of his pant leg up to see faint red marks on his calf.

"What is that?" Isaac asked and realization crossed over Scott's features, "Amara..." He said in a slight whisper.

"Amara!" Allison yelled as she quickly ran over to Amara. "I'm fine... But there's Tate, he's gonna shoot Malia." Amara said making Allison hold up the tranq gun to look at Tate through the scope. "Hit Tate." Amara said making Allison's eyes widen, "Use the tranq on him, okay?" Amara said and Allison nodded slightly. "Okay..." She said as she shakingly lifted up the gun, "Come on..." She muttered to herself before pulling the trigger and the dart hit the tree.

"Allison." Amara said making Allison look at her, "Breathe." Amara said and Allison took a deep breath before aiming the gun again. "Nous protégeons ceux qui ne peuvent pas se protéger eux-mêmes." Allison whispered to herself before pulling the trigger and the dart hit Tate's shoulder.

Amara sighed in relief slightly as Tate fell to the ground and Allison went to aim at Malia but her eyes widened. "Amara... she's gone." Allison said and Amara sighed softly and shook her head, "It's fine. I just need to get this off me then I can go after her." Amara said. Allison got down next to Amara as Amara tried to pull the steel jaws off but stopped when she groaned in pain.

All of the sudden a loud roar rang throughout the woods making Amara's eyes glow a bright red. She took a deep breath and groaned slightly before ripping the steel jaws off. She sighed softly as she sat back, looking at her blood covered foot. "Are you okay?" Allison asked as she grabbed Amara's arm and Amara shook her head slightly.

"No... my mom's gonna kill me for ruining these shoes."

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Author's Note:
Which shipnames?

Allison +