Chapter 3: Ch. 2 - 117

Chapter Two

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"Wow..." Deaton said as Scott and Stiles carried a young Derek Hale into the clinic, setting him on the table, "Wow? Wow, as in, I've seen this before and I know exactly what to do -kind of wow? 'Cause that's the kind we were hoping for..." Stiles said and Deaton looked over at him, "I think you might be overestimating my abilities."

"He's cold, really cold." Lydia said as she held onto his hand. "Do you think this is permanent?" Scott asked and Deston sighed, "I'm not sure a medical diagnosis is even adequate. This is well beyond my experience." Deaton said. "So, what do we do with him?" Stiles asked and Deaton sighed.

"Until he wakes up? Probably not much. It might be best to leave him with me. He'll be safe here." Deaton said glancing at all of them. "You mean, from Kate?" Stiles said and Deaton nodded, "If she's alive and she is what you say she is, she won't be able to walk past that gate." He said. "Why would she want to do this to him?" Lydia asked and Deaton sighed, "Knowing Kate, it's probably for a reason that won't be any good for anyone but her." He said looking at all of the.

"You guys should probably go home. He doesn't look to be in any danger... So, maybe the rest of you should get some sleep? It is a school night, and you all need to start taking care of your own lives again." Deaton said and Scott s sighed, "Someone should stay with you." Scott said.

"I'll stay." Lydia said making them all look over at her, "My grades are fine, despite missing a few classes." Lydia said and Stiles shook his head. "I'm so not okay with this-" He said making her roll her eyes, "Guys go." She said and Stiles shook his head.

"No."

Lydia gave Scott a look and Scott nodded, "Text us if anything happens." He said walking over to Stiles, "Nope! Still not okay with it. Not going anywhere." Stiles said and Scott grabbed him and started pulling him to the door, "All right, just 'cause you're stronger."

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"How's he doing?" Lydia asked after she woke up "His heart rate is alarmingly high." Deaton said and Lydia got up and grabbed Derek's hand. "He's a lot warmer now." She said and Deaton glanced at her, "Lydia, I'm going to try something. I want you to keep holding his hand, if that's okay." Deaton said then grabbed a doctor scalpel and dragged it down Derek's arm.

But the weird thing was, he didn't finish cutting before it started to heal. "That looks like it healed really fast." Lydia said as they all looked down at him confused, "Unusually fast." He said and Lydia raised her eyebrows, "What does it mean?"

"I'm not sure. Let's try something else. Lydia can you grab me a five millimeter syringe- top drawer?" Deaton asked and Lydia nodded and turned around and Deaton looked for something else. None of them noticing Derek slowly sit up with clawed hands until they heard a creek from the table making them turn around to see Derek standing up.

"Derek?" Deaton asked but he just breathed heavily, slowly looking up at them, "Derek, are you alright?" Deaton asked. He looked at them with bright blue eyes making Deaton put his arm in front of Lydia while Derek put his hands over his ears, breathing heavily.

He growled and swiped at Deaton, cutting his arm then running off as Lydia ran over to Deaton.

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"It might surprise you to know that some of history's greatest leaders have had to endure some pretty great failures." Mr. Yukimura said as he wrote something on the board before turning to the class.

"One you'll recognize from last night's reading failed in business, had a nervous breakdown, was defeated for both houses of Congress, and lost as Vice-President before he was finally elected as one of the greatest presidents that this country has ever seen. Who was he?" Mr. Yukimura asked as he leaned against the front of his desk and a few students raised their hands.

"Malia?" Mr. Yukimura asked making Malia, highlighter in her mouth, pause her highlighting before looking up at him. Stiles and Scott both turned to look at her and she glanced at them as she slowly turned the page and Mr. Yukimura raised his eyebrows. Scott's phone went off making Scott turn back around to look at it, "Scott, phones off." Mr. Yukimura said and Scott nodded before turning his phone off.

"Malia? One of our greatest presidents? Gettysburg Address?" Mr. Yukimura asked and Malia nodded slightly as she stuck the red highlighter into her mouth before flipping through her books. Kira waved her hand around slightly as Stiles' phone went off. "Phones off- everyone!" Mr. Yukimura said and Stiles turned his phone off, "Malia?" Mr. Yukimura asked as Malia searched through her books.

"Does anyone else know?" Mr. Yukimura asked and everyone except for Malia, Scott and Stiles raised their hands making Malia awkwardly sink down into her seat. Someone else's cell phone started going off making Mr. Yukimura sigh, "I said,  phones off!" He said and Kira raised her eyebrows.

"Dad, that was yours." She said making her father glanced around slightly embarrassed, "Oh. Um..." He said before pulling his phone out and furrowing his brows. "Scott, call Lydia." He read making Scott and Stiles glance at each other.

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"I don't think he's just younger in body... I think he's younger in his mind, too." Deaton said as Lydia bandaged his arm while Scott and Stiles stood in front of them. "He didn't recognize either of us. And he looked like he was scared out of his mind." Lydia said.

"So, if you're a teenage Werewolf, and you're scared, where do you go?" Stiles asked, "A wolf goes back to its den... But Derek lives in a loft." Scott said and Stiles softly shook his head. "Not when he was a teenager." He said and Lydia raised her eyebrows, "The Hale House?" She asked. "He wouldn't remember the fire- it wouldn't have happened yet." Deaton said and Scott and Stiles nodded before going to walk away but Lydia stopped them.

"Hold on... Say you do manage to catch up to him? What are you going to say to him? That his whole family is dead?" Lydia asked and Scott sighed, "I guess I'm going to have to..." Scott said and Lydia scoffed, "Oh! Good luck with that."

"She's probably right. Maybe you shouldn't? You know, at least until we figure out how to get him back to normal."

"I can't lie to him-"

"Okay! I'll do it."

"I don't think any of us can. Remember, he can hear a heartbeat rising. When we find him, we tell him the truth." Scott said and Deaton raised his eyebrows, "If he gets to the house first, you won't have to." He said.

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Running into the station, Scott, and Stiles froze when they saw Derek sitting on a bench and Stilinski standing in front of him. Stilinski sighed and motioned them onto another room. "I want you to be honest with me- absolutely and completely honest." Stilinski said and they nodded, "Have you been time traveling?" He asked, catching them off guard.

"Hang on, what???"

"Because if time traveling is real... You know what? I'm done. I'm out. You're going to be driving me to Eichen House." Stilinski said and Scott shook his head, "We found him like that." He said and he looked at him crazy. "Where? Swimming in the fountain of youth?"

"No... We found him buried in a tomb of wolfsbane in an Aztec temple in Mexico underneath a church in the middle of a town that was destroyed by an earthquake..." Stiles said awkwardly making Scott close his eyes while his father squint at him. "You told me you were camping." Stilinski said and Stiles nodded, "We were. In- In Mexico..."

"Look, Derek's been aged backwards- he can't remember anything. We just need to talk to him." Scott said and Stilinski sighed. "Yeah, well, so far, he's not talking to anybody." Stilinski said and Scott sighed softly, "He'll listen to me."

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"Why would I go anywhere with you?" Derek asked looking at Scott who sighed softly, "Look...there was an accident... You lost some memory, but we can help you get it back." He said making Derek look at her, "How much memory?" He asked.

"A lot. But you can trust us." Scott said, crouching down in front of them and flashing his red eyes, "You're an Alpha. Okay who are you? And who is he?" Derek asked looking over at Stiles. "Oh, we're the guys keeping you out of jail." Stiles said and Scott sighed.

"Let us help you."

"No." Derek said making Stiles step forward, "Okay, dude, you almost tore apart two deputies back there. You need to listen to us and that starts with no fangs, no claws, no wolf-man. You got that?" Stiles said and Derek glanced down.

"I'm fine as long as its not on a full moon." Derek said making Scott look at him confused, "You still have trouble with the full moon?" He asked. "I said I'm fine." Derek said and Stiles rolled his eyes, "All right. You coming with us, or not?" He asked.

"You want me to trust you? Where's my family?" Derek asked making Scott sighed, "There was a fire, and-" Scott started making Derek's face fall, "They're not here anymore. They're fine- just had to move out of Beacon Hills. And we're going to take you to them, as soon as we figure out how to get your memories back." Scott said.

He looked at him for a moment before he nodded softly, "Okay..."

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"We shouldn't have done that. I just totally lied my ass off." Scott said as they waited for Derek, "Hey, your ass is fine. You saved him a ton of unnecessary pain! We'll figure this out in a day or two, he goes back to being old-Derek, everybody's happy. Except for Derek, who's never happy." Stiles said and Scott sighed and shook his head.

"It's just another person that we're lying to. I always feel like it's always been better when we tell the truth. With Lydia, my mom, your dad..." Scott said and Stiles sighed and nodded slighty, "Yeah, and that is Derek Hale in there. He may be a kid right now, but he's still Derek Hale." He said

"Alright. Take him to my house, and don't let him out of your sight." Scott said making Stiles raise his eyebrows, "And where are you going?" He asked and Scott sighed. "I'm going to talk to the guy we should have gone to before." He said before walking away

"Uh...Yeah, I hate that guy!"

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Scott pulled up to the loft and he furrowed his brows, looking at Malia who stood in front of him. "What are you doing here?" He asked as he climbed off the bike, "I heard you were coming to talk to Peter. And, since Lydia tells me he's basically Satan in a v-neck, I figured you shouldn't be alone." Malia said.

"We can handle Peter." Scott said and Malia shrugged, "You can handle him better with me." She said and started walking away making Scott quickly follow her.

"What's wrong with you?" Malia asked as they walked into the loft making Scott glance at her slightly alarmed. "Nothing." He said as Malia glanced around, "Your heart's pounding like crazy. Are you nervous?" She asked and before Scott could answer someone else did.

"He's just bad at introductions." Peter said making them look over at him as he sat on the couch reading a book. "Peter... This is Malia..." Scott said making Peter drop the book as he looked at Malia before getting up. "Beautiful eyes. Did you get them from your father?" Peter asked making Malia look at him weird, "Mother." She said and he hummed.

"Interesting... Anyway, I'm sure they've told you a lot about me." Peter said and Malia nodded slightly, "The homicidal killing spree came up." She said. "Well, we're all works in progress." He said. "Well, when you progress to your next killing spree, why don't you try and make sure they all stay dead?" She asked making Peter furrow his brows.

"What is that supposed to mean?" He asked, "What do you know about people being turned by a scratch?" Scott asked making Peter look at him. "Did you scratch someone, Scott? Don't worry about it- the claws have to go pretty deep." Peter said before walking away, "But it's possible? Like, if you clawed out someone's throat?" Scott asked and Peter nodded slightly.

"Well, yeah, it's possible. It's also beyond rare. We're talking one in a... Million." He said as realization crossed over his features. "Can't anyone in this town stay dead?" Peter asked, no one in particular but Malia stepped up slightly, "I think they were hoping you would." She said.

"Do you have any idea why Kate would turn Derek into a teenager again?" Scott asked and Peter thought for a moment, "What color were his eyes?" He asked. "Blue." Scott said and Peter nodded slightly, "After Paige. Which could mean around the time he first met Kate." He said making Scott furrow his brows. "Derek and Kate knew each other?" Scott asked and Peter chuckled, "Biblically." He said making Scott's eyes widen.

"That's right, Scott- you weren't the first wolf to climb into a Hunter's bed. Okay... Derek went to the site of the house, thinking it was still there, right?" He asked and Scott nodded, "Yeah, but he doesn't remember the fire." He said.

"But, if he doesn't remember the fire, then he doesn't remember that it was Kate who set it." He said and Malia raised her eyebrows, "So, what does that mean?" She asked. "Kate didn't just take him back to being a teenager. She took him back to the age where he still knew her- when he still trusted her." Peter said.

After Scott called Stiles and found out the Derek ran off with Kate, Peter and Malia started to walk out but Scott stopped them. "Wait-" He said and Peter looked at him, "For what? Kate's out there twisting her way into Derek's head yet again. We need to find her." He said. "All we need's a scent." Malia said and Scott shook his head slightly, "That could take hours. If we want to get ahead of her, we need to figure out where she's going." He said.

"Not to underestimate my own cognitive faculties, but we're not exactly a brain-trust of geniuses, here." Peter said "Then maybe we should call one." Scott said before pulling out his phone and calling Lydia.

"Why would she want to kill a gas station attendant?" Malia asked after Scott got off the phone, "I don't think she could help it. This was done in a frenzy. It's not a murder- it's a symptom." Peter said and Scott furrowed his brows. "Of what?" He asked and Peter sighed, "She can't control the shift." He said.

"Derek said he had the same issue on the full moon. That he was still learning." Scott said and Malia raised her eyebrows, "Kate's still learning?" She asked and Peter nodded slightly. "She wants to learn." She said and Malia glanced at him, "So, she wants Derek to teach her?" She asked and he shook his head.

"No... She wants the Triskelion."

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Scott, Malia and Peter ran up the stars of the school before Malia stopped as she smelt the air. "Did you catch a scent?" Scott asked and Malia nodded, "It's the same one. The same one as Mexico." Malia said making Peter furrowed his brows in confusion

What is she talking about?" He asked, "One of them came after us in the church ruins." Scott said as they all glanced around. "And one on the road. They couldn't have followed us here." Malia said, "They could've been brought by Kate." Scott said and all of the sudden there was a loud growl that echoed and made realization crossed over Peter's face.

"Ohhhh, I've heard that sound before. Did it have an animal skull? A human wearing a skull over its face?" Peter asked and Malia nodded. "I think so." Malia said and Scott raised his eyebrows, "What are they?" He asked and then there was another growl making them look down at the tunnel. There stood a very large man who wore animal skin and bones as armor.

"Berserkers." Peter said and Malia growled and was about to run forward but Peter grabbed her shoulder to stop her. "Are you crazy?" Peter asked, "There's just one of them." Malia said and he nodded. "And that means we have a chance." Peter said, still holding Malia back from running forward, "To beat him?" Malia asked.

"To survive." Peter said before quickly running away making Scott and Malia glance at each other for a moment before quickly running up the stairs. The three of the ran past the lunch tables until Malia suddenly stopped making Scott stop when they saw a berserker in front of them.

They slowly walked backwards toward the stairs as the other berserker walked around the pillar next to the stairs. "Scott it's both of them- they're both here." Malia said as they quickly walked backwards up the stairs.

"Where the hell's Peter?" Scott asked and Malia shook her head, "I don't know. He just took off." She said before they quickly started running up the stairs. A berserker jumped up to the second floor making them quickly stop as they were blocked on the stairs.

Scott let out a roar before jumping up, using the pillar to leap off, landing behind the berserker on the stairs. He swiped at it, which didnt seem to do much effect as Malia ran up to the one in front of her, slashing at it a few times before it cut her leg with a sharp bone. It grabbed her and slammed her against the fence.

All of the sudden the berserker Scott was fighting grabbed him before tossing him next to Malia. Kira suddenly ran up and slashed her katana at the berserkers, doing a couple spins as well making the berserkers back up slightly. Kira glanced back at the others making Scott's eyes widen, "Kira!" He yelled tight before a berserker knocked Kira's katana out of her hand then hitting her in the face.

She stumbled back and fell next to the others and Scott looked at her worriedly before they looked back at the berserkers. All of the sudden, teenage Derek ran up to the berserkers and started fighting both of them.

It seemed like the more Derek fought, the more he started turning back to his normal older self. All of the sudden there was a loud, distant roar and the two berserkers ran off. "Derek?" Scott asked as they slowly stood up. Derek slowly turned to them and flashed his glowing eyes.

But instead of their vibrant blue, they were yellow.

Stiles and Lydia ran down the stairs of the Hale vault to see Peter crouched down in front if a safe. "It was never... never... about the Triskelion. They took it. They took it while I was blind..." Peter mumbled making them look at him confused.

"Took what?" Stiles asked and Peter slowly stood up and turned to them, "Bonds. Bearer bonds. And they took them all." He said. "Bearer bonds? Hold on, are you saying that you got robbed?" Stiles asked amused. "This was a heist! Somebody planned this!" Peter said angrily.

"How much did they take?" Lydia asked and Peter sighed, "One hundred and seventeen..." He said. "Thousand?" Stiles asked and Peter looked away from them.

"Million..."