62 Season 2 End

Argent Basement

Scott opened his eyes revealing his golden irises, he pulled at his chains feeling stronger than ever. Seeing that they didn't budge he focused on the primal urge that filled his being. Opening his mouth he revealed a howl of his own. Revealing his location to the rest of his pack, he froze at that thought. His pack? When had he ever felt like a part of Elias' pack? He didn't have time to think about that question as he heard familiar footsteps.

As the doors swung open Victoria Argent revealed herself with a smile on her face. "It seems like you're ready to finally put an end to things. Allison will thank me one day for what I'm about to do to you."

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Elsewhere Both Elias and Stiles, who was at Scott's car, took off in the direction of Scott's roar. Elias was much faster appearing there almost immediately, he could hear Scott's screams as a woman laughed in delight.

"And they said Kate was the crazy one," Elias commented as he walked into the room.

"How did you get down here?" Victoria took a step back as she saw Elias.

"You didn't hear the earth-shattering roar that left his mouth?" Seeing her face he smiled. "You did, well so much for being a hunter. Wolves don't howl for very many reasons, he's tied up and being tortured. Think about it why would he howl."

"To reveal his location," Victoria turned to look back at Scott, disgust on her face.

"Ding, Ding, Ding." Elias clapped finding this whole thing a tad bit fun. "Now for what reason could you be holding a 16-year-old boy captive. How inhumane." Elias revealed his pearly whites as he locked eyes with Victoria.

"Inhumane?" Contempt appeared on her face as the corners of her mouth fell flat, "He's a monster, just like you. I'm doing the world and my daughter a favor by getting rid of him!" Victoria pointed at Scott as she yelled.

"You think he's a monster?" Elias smiled looking at Scott. "Out of everyone in my pack he's the only one that wants absolutely nothing to do with this life. No matter how many times we've warned him he wants a regular life. Maybe I should let you feel exactly how he feels." Vamp speeding towards he grabbed her wrist. "Become the very thing you hate," allowing his canines to elongate he sunk them into her wrist.

Taking a step back he watched as Victoria dropped to the floor gripping her wrist tightly.

"No, what did you do?"

He smiled as he heard that question, "I've only given you the option to walk a mile in someone else's shoes. Thank me when you wake up," Ignoring the confusion on her face he looked into her eyes. "Sleep," Compulsion worked like a charm leaving Elias alone with Scott.

"Let's get you out of here," Reaching for the chains he easily snapped them catching Scott before he could fall to the floor. "You'll be okay Scott," Elias said as he carried him towards the door.

"You care?" Scott asked exhausted.

"We may not be friends Scott but you're a part of my Pack, that makes you family."

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Hours Later

Soon the sun would rise and Bonnie had only recently completed the locator spell to find Derek and Lydia. They were the one place neither Elias nor Stiles considered, the Hale family vault.

Elias crept forward slowly, just behind him stood a stoic-faced Stiles. They had decided on a slow approach considering how powerful the witch on the other side of the vault door was. Elias couldn't help but raise an eyebrow upon seeing the round metal vault door. It was wide open, nothing but silence could be heard from within. Taking a closer listen he identified two heartbeats. They were both slow and calm, "I'll go first, if it's a trap you can call Bonnie." Elias knew no other way of taking care of Peter's witch. Maybe Bonnie could help.

Stepping through the door he covered his nostrils, a putrid smell filled the air. In the middle of the room, he could make out some kind of liquid. It wasn't quite red, more orange than anything. Tied up against the wall were both Lydia and Derek, Derek seemed drained. His skin was more pale than usual, it was as if something had been removed from him.

Lydia on the other hand looked peaceful as if she had fallen asleep in her own bed. He found it odd, Bonnie had mentioned her to be a witch but he still found it weird. It was almost like nothing supernatural had an effect on her. Nothing except for magic, maybe she was a witch. He took another look around the room before turning to the vault door. "It's clear, come on in Stiles." He wondered what had taken place here but the only people that could answer that question were currently unconscious.

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Elsewhere

Jennifer pulled her car over at a nearby gas station, she looked in the rearview mirror before climbing out of the car. It was red, nothing spectacular, just something to keep herself off the radar. Running into the gas station he grabbed a prepaid phone before tossing it onto the counter. Looking at the row of candies in front of her she grabbed a pack of Twizzlers before throwing them and two twenties onto the counter. She didn't wait for her change, once outside she smiled as the passenger window began to roll down. Tossing the Twizzlers into the window she leaned in her face glowing when she heard his voice.

"Twizzlers for me? Thanks, babe," Peter Hale's pale disfigured face revealed itself under a dark hood. He grinned as he opened up the Twizzlers taking a bite of one. "You get the phone set up, I'm sure they're dying to hear from me." He turned to look out the front window as he chewed his candy.