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Ever notice food always taste better when it's not yours?

Whether if it's from a friend's house or simply a restaurant. It just does. And you don't know why.

That's what Sweet Pea thought as he was eating a sandwich. "Sweet Pea! We got something come on." Allison spoke as she stuck her head in the kitchen.

He heard them run to the door, "Ugh, I'm taking the food." Sweet Pea grabbed the plate, the bag of chips and anything else he could carry before following after.

Sweet Pea looked at Poodle as he currently sat in the front seat. Issac looks at him, "W-what?"

"I'm no back seater, poodle. Move." Sweet Pea nods his head as Issac looks at Allison who simply shrugged.

Issac sighs as he got out and moved to the back. He was slightly annoyed that Allison was willing to agree with Sweet Pea on anything.

As they drove to their destination, Allison and Issac explaining what they discovered. Sweet Pea offered chips to Allison who shook her head.

Issac reached forward to grab some but Sweet Pea slaps his hand. "Not your food Poodle."

Issac gives him a look, "I-It's not your food either..." Sweet Pea stops mid-chew thinking it over. "Yeah. But unlike you poodle, I don't have a conscience. Well... I don't listen to it."

He continues eating as they kept driving.

•••

"So... if Scott and Issac are werewolves then what is Sweet Pea." Sheriff Stilinski spoke as he looked at his son. He didn't need this now, but he might as well amused his only son.

"We don't know! Okay but he's something! My bet is like he's a cult leader or part of a cult. One that like snakes!... Y'know, it might help of you told me about him. Like, name... where he came from... how you know him... wh-"

"And what shape would an increasingly confused and angrier by the second father take." Noah spoke as he had enough. He stood up as Stiles tried to stop him.

Noah finally knew what this whole thing was about: Sweet Pea. This whole thing was a ploy to get information on the boy.

Just as Cora got up to show her claws, she passed out. Noah running past his son to check her pulse.

It was still there but it was slow, he looked to his son. "Call an ambulance."

•••

We pulled up the building. Issac lean forward and we all look at it. Issac asked if we should call Scott, I roll my eyes.

Personally, I had nothing against Scooby Doo, I just don't see eye to eye with him.

"Stay behind me and be quiet." Allison spoke as she held out a ring dagger. She looks to me, "You have-"

I cut her off pulling out my own knife,  she smiled small and nods.

"Sweet Pea." Allison spoke as she stopped me from leaving with Shaggy. I see him and Scooby Doo stopped as I wave them off. I had just woken up and finished being interrogated by Scrappy Doo and his folks.

I hear them drive off as I sigh and lean against the wall behind me. "What is it, Snow White." She sighs and held a picture.

I grab and one look I clench my fist and my jaw, crumbling the picture in the process. "Who is she?" She asked as I stayed silent.

"Sweet Pea, who is that? What happened to her? Is that her blood?" She fired question after question as I stop her.

"It's not your business Snow. Leave it." Sweet Pea spoke, threateningly. Allison sighs, she wasn't going to leave until her questions are answered, it doesn't have to be all, but enough.

She drove him back to sheriff's house, she kept badgering him until finally he had enough. "5. That's all I'm giving you."

"I'll take it. One... Who is she?"

Sweet Pea stuck his tongue on side of his mouth, very hesitant on answering, but since she locked him, he had no choice. "Her name was Antoinette Topaz, everyone called her Toni."

All three walk in the building, Issac behind the two. He spoke about him defending himself if Allison's dad was to come and attack him.

"Trust me. If my dad was to attack you, you'd be dead." Allison spoke truthfully. Issac scoffs thanking her for the vote of confidence. Sweet Pea snorts, looking at Issac.

"No amount of confidence was ever given to you. None. As in zero." Issac stops as he looked at the back of Sweet Pea's back. His serpent logo on full display, instead of the black leather jacket he always wore it was a jean jacket. It seemed this kids logo was every piece of clothing he owned.

He was also offended by him, but something still drew him towards the raven hair boy. Perhaps it was the similarities between him and Stiles. Well... a dark version of Stiles as if it was Stiles dark alter ego. The amount of sarcasm was the main reason of the similarities.

Then he caught it, the scent of blood. He stops Allison and Sweet Pea as he explained what he smelt. They began discussing where it could be.

"Hey, detectives. I'm not an "expert" like you two, but I'm sure the blood is coming from the only room with the door ajar..." Sweet Pea smiles sarcastically as he points to the door further down the hall. Allison and Issac roll their eyes as they walk down the hallway to the door.

"Wait!" Issac stops as he heard heartbeats, and it wasn't just the other two that was with him. Only Allison listened to him as Sweet Pea already pushed the door open and there was a guy hanging and something behind him. Sweet Pea looks into the eyes and cringed at how disgusting it looks. But it didn't last long before he was blown back as his back made contact with one of the pillars.

He grunts in pain as he heard gunshots fire as the pain in his back was slowly disappearing.

•••

"Allison, her dad and Sweet Pea just found Mr. Westover." Scott spoke to Stiles on the phone. Stiles stops, "Sweet Pea?! He told me was staying home!" Scott groans not ready for another rant.

"Stiles!! Complain about him later!" Stiles nods as he explained Tara used be a middle school teacher.

The next pattern was: Philosophers.

Scott realized, the recital was where the next teacher was going to be taken. Luckily for him he was already here but he needs more people here.

•••

Sweet Pea stood in front of the veterinary office, after Allison dropped him off. He had some business to take care of and o my person who could help was Deaton.

Walking in and hearing the chime of the bell he looked around the room. It looked to ordinary so... mundane. If only they knew the shadows that dancing underneath and in plain sight.

"Sweet Pea. I have everything ready. I just need to lock up." Deaton spoke as he came from the back. He allowed the kid behind the counter as he walked to the door. Looking around before he looked it and closed the blinds.

He walked to the back and saw Sweet Pea kneeling and looking at the ice bath.

"You sure about this?" Deaton spoke as he watched the raven haired Serpent. Instantly Sweet Pea nods standing up. He started taking off his jacket and rings (he had not found his dog tags and it bugged the life out of him) until it was just a dark blue short and jeans.

"I can't remember what happened to me after that night. Nothing and from what heard, you got Issac to remember, now it's my turn to remember." Sweet Pea was determined to find out what happened in those weeks he was gone. From the details he was filled in by the Scooby Gang, he was caught in the middle of it. He needs to know why.

And hopefully to find out where the hell his dog tags went.

Deaton sighs and begins to explain what would happen and how it would work. Normally he would recommend others to be here, but something told him Sweet Pea didn't want anyone to know what he doing.

Especially Scott and his friends.

Sweet Pea let's out puffs of breath as he slowly sat in the freezing water. He already felt like jumping out but he need to do this.

A Serpent never shows cowardice.

"Okay, now try not to struggle to hard, I need for you to go into..." Deaton's voice faded as Sweet Pea slowly dipped his whole body into the water. He was shaking as he felt his body go numb. Slowly Deaton pulled him back up until it was just his head sticking from the water.

"Can you hear me Sweet Pea... This is Deaton..."

Sweet Pea slowly nods.

•••

"Stop..." Lydia whimpers as she was tied up to the chair.

Ms. Blake was kneeling in front of her as she explained how Sacrifices worked and the meaning of the word.

"Lydia... You're not a sacrifice. You're just a girl who knows too much."

She stops as she felt power fill within her. It was a the sense of familiar power, power she hasn't felt since she was first attacked by Kali.

2nd death.

Lydia felt it... just like before, the night the big fight happened between her friends and the Alphas.

She wanted to scream... no needed...

That's what she did, she screamed.

"Sweet Pea!! Come on, come on.." Deaton spoke as he pulled the boy from the ice bath. His limp body falling to the floor, Deaton immediately using CPR. "Come back to us Sweet Pea... Come on..."

Ms. Blake walked around her as she looks at the teen in admiration. She couldn't believe her eyes... A wailing women.

"You don't what you are, do you? A wailing women..." She spoke to Lydia who was looking at her. Scared and confused.

"A banshee. Right before my eyes." Ms. Blake spoke, amazed what this town beholds. This town truly was a beacon for the supernatural and it brought her a banshee.

"You're just like me Lydia. Look like the innocent flower, but be a Serpent under it."

She duct taped the teens hands down. Lydia begging her not to but she still tightened the leather strap around her neck. Feeling power hungry from the sacrifice of the Serpent himself. It was only a matter of time before his third sacrifice and he'll be at his peak.

Then another sacrifice, the third philosopher was gone. She felt the power fill her within as she smirks.

"Drop it!"

•••

Sweet Pea coughs and sputtered as he gasped for air. Deaton sighs in relief, it worked.

Sweet Pea was breathing heavily as he slowly sat up, he saw Deaton putting some stuff that looked like ashes, roots or something. He didn't know, his senses were off. His eyes were blurry, it'll go clear for a few seconds few they go back blurry. His hearing was like a tunnel. Even when Deaton was talking to him it like he yelling from a long tunnel. He still couldn't feel his limbs as he tried to move his fingers, but all it did was twitch.

"Sweet Pea... Can you hear me?" Deaton spoke as he looked at the soaked boy. The boy who was merely dead nearly seconds ago.

He was looking at his fingers as he seemed to struggle with it, eventually he nodded. He didn't know what happened, as he was questioning him he went spastic and his head went under water. Deaton tried to reach in but it was like electricity as he felt the painful electric current shot up through his fingers.

He opted to dump the water out but it wouldn't budge, it was like something was making sure Deaton couldn't reach the boy.

Until the boy stopped struggling and simply floated was when Deaton could finally pull the boy out. He had no pulse.

Deaton dried Sweet Pea as the said boy was slowly gaining feeling back into his limbs and finally he could move.

Putting on his jacket over his still damp clothes did he finally ask what he said. "You said you saw someone dragging you. You were knocked out most of the time but the time you did wake up you were alone."

Sweet Pea sighs, defeated, anger grew inside him. "This was fucking waste of time!" He snaps as he punched the metal fridge beside him. Not even apologizing he storms out of the building.

Deaton swallowed as he looked from the exit where Sweet Pea left to the huge dent he made moments earlier.

He felt bad for lying to the boy but he had to. Whatever he said was something that he couldn't shake. It brought back bitter sweet memories.

"Mr. Deaton? It's Paige." Deaton walked out from the back and smiled at the young girl. He looked to the by beside her and smiled, he looked very much like his mother.

"Paige. Who's this?" He asked, as he already knew who the boy was but for the sake of secrecy, he needed to pretend to not know the Hale.

"This is Derek... my..." Paige trailed off not knowing what to say as she blushed red. Derek chuckled and smiled at the vet. "I'm her boyfriend, Derek Hale. Uh, were here to ask some questions about dogs" Paige smiled nodding as she explained how a family pet could help with the new addition to the family. "Well, I can be of help. Congratulations to your mother. And you, you'll make a great older sister." Deaton smiled at the young couple.

Deaton knew who he was and what had happened to his family. He'll admit he kept track of the fair but lost contact of the child after his father had past.

Whatever had happened to him had more in play with the Darach than he [Deaton] cared to admit. Whatever the Darach had planned Sweet Pea was a big role in this.

For once Deaton didn't know what to do, didn't know what to think, and didn't know what would happen next.

He was at odds.