- ͙۪۪̥˚┊❛ CHAPTER EIGHT ❜┊˚ ͙۪۪̥◌
- JACKSON'S THE KANIMA
❝ it's him, isn't it? ❞

Alexa POV

"SO why do we need their help?" Isaac asked

Derek, Erica, Isaac, Aaron, and I were walking through one of the subway cars. 

"Because it's harder to kill than I thought and I still don't know who it is." Derek said

He sighed, I shared a look with Erica, Aaron, and Isaac.

"And they do?" I asked

I scoffed and crossed my arms in annoyance.

"They might. Which is why I need one of you to get on their good side." Derek said

Derek shrugged and walked out of the train.

"Mm. Scott or Stiles?" Erica asked

She looped her hands around her belt buckles.

"Either." Derek replied

Derek bent down in front of a box with a symbol on the lid.

"You know, the full moon's coming, Derek." Isaac said

Derek stood up and looked at Isaac.

"I'm aware of that." Derek snapped

Derek opened the box and started pulling out chains.

"Oh my, these look comfortable." I said

I grabbed a headband with spikes on the inside. Derek gave me a warning look and took it out of my hands, adding to the pile on the ground.

"You said you were gonna teach us to change whenever we wanted." Isaac said

"There hasn't been time." Derek said

"But if you have to lock us up during the full moon, that means..." Isaac started

Isaac looked at Derek worriedly.

"That means you're alone against the Argents." Isaac finished 

"They haven't found us, yet." Derek said

Derek shut the box's lid and started walking away.

"Yet! So how about we forget the Kanima?" I asked

Derek stopped.

"We can't!" Derek exclaimed

Erica, Isaac, Aaron, and I looked at Derek and he sighed.

"There was something about the way Gerard looked at it. He wasn't afraid... at all. I don't know what he knows or what he's planning. But I'm sure about one thing. We have to find it first." Derek said

At school, I was grabbing my books from my locker, when Stiles came running up to me.

"What do you want Stiles?" I asked

I raised an eyebrow at him as I shut my locker.

"Do you know what happened to Jackson's real parents?" Stiles asked

I knew exactly what he was talking about, but instead of telling him, I just shrugged and started walking away. Stiles ran after me, eventually catching up.

"You do!" Stiles exclaimed

I guess Stiles knew I was lying. 

"I'm not supposed to tell anyone." I said

"Come on, anyone who ever says 'I'm not supposed to tell anyone' is always dying to tell someone, so tell me!" Stiles said

I cocked my head to the side.

"Why do you wanna know?" I asked 

"I can't tell you that." Stiles said

"Then I'm not telling you." I said

I shook my head and picked up my pace.

"But you are telling me that you could tell me something if you wanted to tell me?" Stiles asked

I stopped walking and looked at him in confusion.

"Was that a question?" I asked

"It felt like a question." Stiles said, slowly

"Well... Tell me if this feels like an answer. No." I said

"Alexa! Alexa, come on! Al - wait! Ow!" Stiles exclaimed

Erica grabbed Stiles and shoved him against the lockers. I watched in amusement from the side.

"Ah, ah, hey, Erica." Stiles said

"Why are you asking Lexie about Jackson's real parents?" Erica asked

Her claws dug into Stiles' shirt.

"Why are you bringing out the claws on camera?" Stiles asked

Erica and I looked at the security camera. I nodded at Erica and she retracted her claws.

"That's right. You wanna play Catwoman? I'll be your Batman." Stiles said

Erica and I started walking away.

"If you're wondering about Jackson's real parents, they're about half a mile from here. In Beacon Hills cemetery." I called out

I smirked as I heard Stiles run after us.

"Do you know how they died?" Stiles asked

Erica cocked her head.

"Maybe. If you tell me why you're so interested." Erica said

"Um..." Stiles started

"It's him, isn't it?" I realized

I stopped walking.

"What? Who? Him who?" Stiles asked

"The test didn't work, but it's still him. It's Jackson." I said

"You can't tell Derek, okay?" Stiles argued

We continued walking, now nearing the locker room.

"There's a lot more to this that you don't know about. And just because you two got the Alpha bite makeover doesn't give you a license to go around destroying people." Stiles said

"Why not?" Erica snapped 

I turned my attention from the two to the water leaking out of the locker room.

"That's all anybody ever used to do to me. I used to have the worst crush in the world on you. Yeah, you, Stiles. And you never once even noticed me. Exactly how you're not noticing me right now." Erica said

I hit Erica on the arm and she looked at the water, that Stiles and I were focused on. Before I could get any closer, the door flung open with Scott falling out the door and Jackson jumping on top of him. 

"Scott, Scott, Scott! Guys!" Stiles exclaimed

Erica and I grabbed Jackson, pulling him off Scott, while Allison and Stiles took care of Scott.

"What the hell's going on?" Harris asked

He walked down the hall.

"Hey! Enough! Enough. What do you idiots think you're doing? Jackson! Calm down! Mr. McCall, you wanna explain yourself? Stilinski?" Harris asked

"You dropped this." Matt said

He held a tablet to Scott, before Harris grabbed it.

"You and you." Harris started

He pointed at Scott and Jackson, before shaking his head. 

"Actually - all of you - Detention. Three o'clock." Harris said

At detention, Erica and I walked into the library together, sitting at a table, with everyone else following us. Scott and Stiles went to sit at our table, when Jackson spoke up.

"Oh, uh - we can't be in detention together. I have a restraining order against these tools." Jackson informed

"All of these tools?" Harris asked, bored

He looked around the room at us.

"No, just us tools." Stiles said

He motioned at himself and Scott.

"Fine. You two, over there." Harris said

He pointed at the table next to Erica and me. A few minutes later Jackson started groaning in pain. He grabbed his bag and stood up.

"I have to go to the bathroom." Jackson said

Harris stood up.

"Are you all right? Hey, you don't look so good." Harris said

"I just need to get some water." Jackson said

He walked out of the classroom. Harris pointed a finger at us.

"No one leaves their seats." Harris said

Harris left and Scott and Stiles moved over to my and Erica's table.

"Stiles says you know how Jackson's parents died." Scott whispered

"Maybe." I said

I twirled a piece of hair around my finger.

"Talk." Scott ordered

"It was a car accident. My dad was the insurance investigator, and every time he sees Jackson drive by in his Porsche, he makes some comment about the huge settlement he'll be getting when he's eighteen." Erica said 

"So not only is Jackson rich now, but he's getting even richer at eighteen?" Stiles asked

"Yep." Erica confirmed

"There's something so deeply wrong with that." Stiles said

"You know what? I could try to find the insurance report on my dad's inbox. He keeps everything." Erica said

"You don't need to. I know the story." I said

Stiles and Scott looked at me intently. I opened my mouth to speak, when the loudspeaker turned on.

"Scott McCall, please report to the principal's office." The person on the loudspeaker said

Stiles, Scott, and Allison shared worried looks, before Scott left the room. Stiles turned back to me, looking at me intently.

"They died June 14th, 1995." I said

"Jackson's birthday is June 15th." Stiles said

I nodded.

"Yeah I know. Anyway, they had to preform an emergency c-section. They, uh, took him out of her dead body." I said

I heard a zipper and I looked at Harris getting ready to leave. Everyone, including me, started getting their things and standing up.

"Oh, no, I'm sorry. Uh, yes, I'm leaving. But none of you are. You may go when you're done with the re-shelving. Enjoy the rest of your evening." Harris said

He walked out of the library. I waited a few minutes until I was sure Harris left, then I stood up. I got my stuff together and got ready to walk out.

"What are you doing?" Stiles asked

"What does it look like? I'm leaving." I said

"You can't just leave detention." Allison said

"Oh yeah, watch me." I said

I strutted out of the library and headed back to the subway station.

I walked into the station and threw my bag down, crossing my arms.

"It's Jackson." I stated

Derek, Isaac, Aaron, and Boyd looked at me in shock.

"Jackson's the Kanima." I said

"But he failed the test." Isaac said

His eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"I know, but it's him." I said

"How do you know this?" Derek asked

He raised an eyebrow at me and I rolled my eyes.

"Erica and I found out from Stiles. She's in detention right now, but I snuck out." I said

"So what do we do now?" Isaac asked

He looked at both me and Derek.

"We kill him." Derek and I said, in sync

I was about to speak when I heard footsteps.

"Derek! Alexa!" Scott exclaimed

I looked at Stiles and saw him holding a convulsing Erica. Derek took her from Stiles and brought her to the train car, Stiles, Scott, and me following.

"What did you two dumbasses do?" I asked 

Derek put her on the ground.

"Hold her up." Derek ordered

Stiles grabbed her shoulders

"Is she dying?" Stiles asked

"She might." Derek said

Derek took Erica's arm in his hand.

"Which is why this is gonna hurt." Derek said

Derek snapped Erica's arm, she cried out in pain, and I flinched.

"You broke her arm!" Stiles exclaimed

"No shit Sherlock." I said

"It'll trigger the healing process. I still gotta get the venom out. This is where it's really gonna hurt." Derek said, ignoring me

He looked at me and nodded. I flicked my claws out and sunk them in her arm. She cried out in pain, but soon the venom was out. Erica let out a sigh of relief and leaned back on Stiles.

"Stiles... you make a good Batman." Erica said

Stiles picked up Erica and laid her on one of the benches, while the rest of us headed outside the car.

"You know who it is." Scott said

Derek turned around and crossed his arms.

"Jackson." Derek confirmed

"You just wanted Erica and Alexa to confirm it, didn't you?" Scott asked 

Derek said nothing and I put my hand on my hip.

"I'm gonna help you stop him. As part of your pack. If you want me in, fine. But we'll do it on one condition. We're gonna catch him, not kill him." Scott said

"And?" I asked

I knew there was a catch.

"And we do it my way." Scott said