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Chapter Eighteen
🦎 Frenemy 🦎

Stiles and Wren 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?" Wren 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." Wren 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 Wren 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 and Wren chuckled and shook her head.

"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?" Wren 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." Wren 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, right? 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?" Wren 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, Wren 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 Wren 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 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 Wren laugh and shake her head slightly.

She walked over and grabbed Stiles's hand pulling him away from the drag queens. "Sorry ladies, but we gotta do something." She said and they smiled at her, "I love your hair." One of them said making her smile. "Thank you! I love your dress." She said and she probably would have continued talking to them if Stiles didn't pull her away.

"Three beers." Stiles said and Wren shook her head and slightly raised her hand up, "Water." 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 Wren sigh and pinch the bridge of her nose. "How about two cokes?"

"Rum and Coke? Sure!" Stiles said and Wren 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 two cokes and a water. "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 Wren laughed. "Shut up." Stiles grumbled, "I didn't say anything." Scott said slightly chuckling. "Your face did." Stiles pouted as Wren 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 Wren 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?" Wren asked and Scott flicks open his fist, unsheathing his claws. "Works for me." Wren said and then grabbed Stiles's hand and started pulling towards Danny.

Stiles and Wren trys 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, lightly tugging on her arm and Wren nodded and started looking around for Scott, "There." Stiles said making Wren 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 Wren instantly look away. The sound of sirens approach from the distance as Scott looks up to Stiles and Wren, "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. Wren 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 one of my dad's deputies sees me?" Stiles asked anxiously, and Scott and Wren nodded.

Stiles hits the gas and heads for the exit. But a Sheriff's car swerves in to block them. As Scott, Wren 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." Scott said making Stiles grumble under his breath as he jumped out of the Jeep to face his father while Scott and Wren look at a rapidly reviving Jackson. Scott quickly shoves Jackson back behind the seats, "What... what's going on..." Jackson says and Wren sighed frustratingly.

"Punch him." Wren whispered making Scott look at her, "What?" He asked and she gave him a look. "Punch him." She said and he sighed, "Jackson, I'm sorry but-" He said before punching Jackson, knocking him out.

Stilinski peers over to the Jeep and Scott and Wren 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 Wren scoffed, "Yeah, cause that's gonna be really easy. Jackson 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 Wren shook her head, "We cant just kill him." Wren 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 Stiles 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, Wren 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. Wren leans forward, flicking Jackson's forehead, "No, bad." 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 Wren 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 Wren nodded in agreement. "Yeah, so until we can figure out how to stop you, you're gonna stay in here." Wren 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 Wren wrote in her journal. "I have a tail?" Jackson asked looking at Stiles weird, "Yeah, you have a tail." Stiles said nodding.

"Does it do anything?"

"Not that I know of."

"Can I use it to strangle you?" Jackson said shooting forward slightly with his hands out in a strangling gesture making Wren look over at him. "I'll flick you again." She said pointing her pen at him making him roll his eyes. "Yeah, you still don't believe me. 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 Wren 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! You circled Wren not long after and then trapped her in the pool as well. You also killed a mechanic- right in front of Wren and I, 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 Wren held up her hand, "I have bail money, dont ask why." She said making both of them look at her weird.

"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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Wren 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 When's head shoot up to look at her, "Wait what?" She asked and Allison nodded. "They know Jackson's missing." She said and Wren 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 Wren 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." Wren 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.

"Jackson. He hasn't said that to them in years. 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 Wren, "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, Wren 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 Wren 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 Wren shrugged, "Or someone with a sick motive is using him." She said with a slight shrug. "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?" Scott 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 and Wren, "Well, yeah, but it tried to kill us and Derek in the pool." Stiles said gesturing to himself and Wren.

"Did it?"

"It would've. It was was waiting for us to come out. I mean the thing came at Wren when she went for my phone." Stiles said and Wren pursed her lips thinking back to that night, "Yeah but what about before I went in the pool? It circled around me for a good minute. If it wanted to kill me it could have." She said and Scott nodded in agreement.

"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 Wren sigh. "He risked his life for us, against Peter. You remember that?" Scott 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." Wren said making Stiles look at her, "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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Half naked in the car, Allison and Scott sleep in perfect peace. Until a hand pounds against the window, jolting them both awake. They spin around to see Wren looking at them crazy, "Can you two fuck like rabbits for once and get out here?" She asked making the couple quickly put their clothes on.

The four of them peer through the open doors of the Prison Transport Van. The chains lie twisted and broken on the floor amid Jackson's torn clothes. " I have to tell my father. Scott, he's going to kill someone." Allison says anxiously making Scott nod, "Okay, tell him. Tell him everything."

"Scott, I gotta tell mine, too." Stiles said and Scott sighed in defeat, "This is all my fault." He said and Allison shook her head. "It's not. But, we have to tell them. We're just a bunch of teenagers. We can't handle this." She said and Scott nodded. "You're right." He said and Wren shrugged, "I thought we were doing better then the adults." She mumbled.

"How are you gonna make your dad believe all this?" Allison asked looking at Stiles who shrugged, "I dont know." He said and Scott looked back at them with glowing eyes.

"He'll believe me."

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Wren walked into her room before jumping when she saw her sister sitting on her bed. "You scared the hell out of me, Lyds." Wren said and Lydia raised her eyebrows, "I've been sitting here for an hour, waiting for you..." She said making Wren sigh. "Sorry, I've been with Stiles all day. Theres something going on so I've been too busy to hang out." Wren said and Lydia raised her eyebrows, "I