"So, the Walcotts were first...at least the first we know about. Four murders Sean, his brother and their parents. They were killed by a professional assassin called The Mute: weapon of choice, a military tomahawk. But then, the Mute was killed by Peter Hale after he tried to blow up Derek and Ava with a claymore mine that he put in a classroom. Next was  Demarco. He delivered a Keg to the party at Lydia's lake house...and got decapitated outside his car. And then, last night, twenty-three-year-old Carrie Hudson." Stiles explained as he, Ava and Scott stood around Stilinski's desk at the station looking at pictures from the murders.

"It's a Deadpool...a hitlist of supernatural creatures," Scott said pulling out a piece of paper. "This is only part of it...The Great still has to be decoded." 

"Who found this list?" Stilinski asked.

"Lydia," Stiles answered making Stilinski sigh.

"How?" He asked and Stiles pursed his lips.

"She wrote it...Actually, she transcribed it...without realising it..." He said and Stilinski raised his eyebrow at his son. 

"Banshee?"

"Banshee."

"Beautiful. All right, what are these numbers next to the names?" Stilinski asked.

"We're getting to that. First, you need to know that the code was broken with a cypher key." Stiles explained.

"Wait...You mean, like a...Like a keyword?"

"Actually a name," Stiles said slowly while glancing at Scott.

"Allison." He said in a brokenhearted whisper.

"Her name broke a third of the list," Stiles said.

"And now we think there are two other cypher keys," Scott said and Stilinski nodded.

"WHich will give us the rest of the names. Okay. So how do we get the cypher keys?"

"Same way we got the code."
"Lydia. She's been at the lake house all weekend, trying to find the other two keywords," Ava explained.

"You didn't know about Demarco or Carrie? And what about these other two names on the list...uh...Kayleen Bettcher and Elias Town? They're Werewolves, too?"

"I knew Demarco," Ava said. "And Deaton said that the Nemeton would draw supernatural creatures here."

"Here being Beacon Hills, or Beacon County? The population of Beacon Hills is just under thirty-thousand-" Stilinski explained only to cut off by Stiles.

"-And dropping." Stiles added making Stilinski give him a look that meant 'shut up'.

"But, if we're talking Beacon County, then you're looking at close to five hundred thousand. Look, how many Werewolves, Banshees, Kitsunes and whatever the hell else is out there are we talking about? And what if the next cypher key uncovers not twelve names but one hundred?"

"We don't think there will be that many. There's a limit." Stiles said and Scott nodded. "Because of the numbers. We think that, once we decode the names, the numbers will add up to one-hundred-seventeen."

"One-hundred and seventeen what?"

"Million." Scott said and Ava started writing "K" by any triple-digit number and an "M" by any double or single-digit number.

"One-hundred and seventeen million dollars, stolen from the Hale family vault and is being used by someone to fiance all these murders," Stiles said and Scott nodded.

"Someone who wants every supernatural in Beacon Hills dead." 

"So, the coded list goes out, and these professional assassins get that list..."

"And a cypher key..."

"And then they go after the names on the list-they being killers with no mouths, tomahawks, thermo-cut wire that can take your head off?" Stilinski said.

"Carrie was also stabbed. What's this mark?" Stiles asked looking at the photos.

"We're not sure yet. We're still waiting on the M.E.S report. There's one thing I don't get...How did this new assassin know that Demarco was going to be at the lake house?" Stilinski asked and Ava and Scott chuckled.

"Everyone knows he delivers to teenagers for a little extra cash," Ava said and Stilinski nodded slowly

"Ahh. So, whoever ordered the keg killed Demarco."

"Yeah, it was someone at the party..."

"A student," Scott said.

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Ava started walking out of the school when she saw Liam's hand dripping blood. Ava quickly ran over to him and got in between him and Brett. "Hey, Brett, back the fuck off before I put you on your ass again!" Ava said calmly.

"Ahh! Liam, you got yourself a girlfriend! I didn't think he was your type Ava." Brett taunted. Sooner or later Stiles came up to them.

"Hey, what's going on prep students? Welcome to our little public high school. How are you doing?" Stiles asked holding out his hand. "Stiles. That's a firm handshake you go there. Uh, we're very excited about the scrimmage tonight. Uh, but let's keep it clean, all right? No rough stuff out there. All right, see you on the field." 

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While Stiles and Scott took Liam to the showers as he was shifting, Ava went to the field where the Danford Preps were. "Hey Brett, good to see you seriously." 

"Hey Av, I thought you hated me for a second." Brett joked.

"Brett, you kinda threatened my pack member, whatcha expect?" 

"Pack member?" Brett asked.

"You really think I'm that stupid. He can't mask his scent unlike you and me." Ava said with a deadpan look.

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Lydia, Malia and Ava now were walking towards Stilinski's office. "I'm aware this is probably about the Deadpool, but I can't let her leave the station. And in a minute I'm gonna have to call Eichen House and let them know she's here." Stilinski asked and Lydia nodded slightly.

"Give us an hour." She said and Stilinski sighed.

"You got fifteen minutes." He said before the teens walked into the office. Ava was about to follow when Jordan walked up to her. 

"You called Lydia?" He asked and Ava shrugged.

"He called us." She said.

"Because Meredith asked for her, or because of the other thing...?" Jordan asked and Ava chuckled at what he meant while Stilinski was confused.

"What other thing?" Stilinski asked and Jordan glanced around before whispering.

"The psychic thing." He said.

Stilinski squinted slightly while Ava was trying to suppress a laugh. "You think Lydia's psychic?" Stilinski asked and Jordan raised his eyebrows.

"Do you?" He asked and Stilinski shook his head.

"No, I do not...I think that she is, uh...intuitive." Stilinski said making Ava hum and shake her head laughing.

"Sheriff, they used to call psychics...Intuitionists." She said making Jordan nod agreeing with her.

"Yeah, and I used to call myself and Ava a rational human being. Get in here and shut the door." He said as Jordan walked in.

"Sheriff, was I ever human?" Ava joked and Stilinski shook her head.

"Get in there." He said as they walked in and he shut the door.

"Ask what you need to ask," Stilinski said as Ava leaned against the desk and Jordan was leaning next to her. Lydia turned to Meredith before holding out her phone making Meredith look at her confused grabbing the phone.

"Meredith, are you going to answer it?" Lydia asked and Meredith slowly stood up before leaning to whisper in Lydia's ear.

"It's not ringing." She whispered, looking at Lydia like she was crazy. Lydia crouched down in front of Meredith.

"Meredith, you came to help us, remember?" Lydia asked and Meredith smiled slightly.

"You called me..." She said making all look at her confused.

"What do you mean, I called you?" Lydia asked Meredith raised her eyebrows.

"I heard you." She said making us more confused.

"Meredith, can I ask you a question?" Jordan said making them all look at him and Meredith nodded making him crouch down in front of her. "When you need help when you need to find somethingis there someone you reach out to? Maybe, someone, you call?" He asked and she shrugged slightly.

"It depends...Different people for different things..." She said and he nodded slightly.

"So, maybe there's a number that can help us? Someone we can call." He asked and she nodded.

"Yes."

"Would you be okay telling us?" He asked and she nodded again.

"Yes."

Jordan glanced to Ava who was smirking at him. "It's two, four, three, six..." Meredith said before looking at them proudly.

"Mer, we need a few more numbers," Malia said and Meredith shook her head.

"No, that's the number..." She said.

"Phone numbers are ten digits," Malia said and Meredith shook her head again.

"That's the number-"

"Meredith, phone numbers always have ten digits..." Lydia shouted and Ava started to move to Lydia as she saw how upset Meredith was getting.

"That's the number." She and Lydia started to get frustrated.

"I think this is the best we're gonna get," Stilinski whispered.

"What's the rest of it, Meredith? Hmm? Just concentrated!" Lydia shouted again.

"But that's...that's-that's the number..." Meredith mumbled, breaking down.

"Concentrate!"

"That's...That's the number. That's the number." Meredith said and Stilinski sighed softly and stepped forward grabbing her arm.

"It's okay, sweetheart, we're-" He started to say as Meredith shot up and pushed him away slightly.

"That's the number!" She yelled. Jordan led Meredith away.

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Later, Ava, Lydia and Malia sat around the office as Lydia sat in front of the desk and Malia paced as Ava sat on the desk. "Guys...What if it's like Algebra?" Malia asked making them look at her in confusion.

"What do you mean?" Lydia asked.

 "What if the numbers are letters?" Ava asked and Lydia realised what she meant. Ava got up and walked over to the phone, looking at the buttons as Lydia got her laptop out.

"Aiden," Ava whispered making Lydia stare at her the same way Scott did. Malia and Ava walked around the desk to look over Lydia's shoulder to see the names decode. "Crap..." She whispered when she saw the last name and Malia walked out to call Stiles.

All of a sudden the door open making the girls jump and Lydia shut her laptop down before turning to see Jordan. "Sorry. I was just seeing if your gut were okay. Either of you needs a ride home?" Jordan asked and Ava sighed.

"We'll be fine," Lydia said as she looked at Malia.

"Actually...yes, please," Ava said getting her bag. "I'll see you tomorrow, Lydia."

"Don't you have a crush on him?" Lydia whispered as Jordan went to get his keys.

"Yes..." She said staring at the last name.

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