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Sacrifice.

Many people across the world have their opinions on the very word.

Some see it has a cruel act or a person or animal.

Others see it as an act of nobility from animals to humans.

"There is no nobility in a sacrifice."

"Sacrifice is the greatest act of nobility one could ever do."

Is there really a right or wrong in sacrificing?

Is there a sense of nobility in ones sacrifice?

Is there a right or wrong answer?

No, there isn't.

You can say how wrong or how right sacrifices are but it wouldn't matter, because like rumors it would only matter of what you think of it.

Just like rumors people have different views on the matter.

Some people feed off of it; others couldn't care less about it.

Which one are you? You can't say in the middle because it's the truth. You love the rumors or the drama that comes from it or simply ignore the rumors.

So I ask, which are you? Remember there is no right or wrong.

It's simply what you believe in, your belief.

It's just the same as sacrifices, some see it as an act of nobility or simply an idiotic act.

But there is more to the matter than meets the eye. A sacrifice is more than killing one's life. Everyone makes a sacrifice everyday. It could be as small as losing change to losing time itself.

Sometimes it has a huge impact on your life and sometimes it doesn't. It would depend on how big or how meaningful your sacrifice is.

Just like rumors, it could be big or little. Are you going to let it affect you or not? The answer is up to you.

Because in the end, there is no right or wrong answer. It's just what you believe.

•••

"Alright since you're not going to help me I'm going to ask this. How's the new roommate of yours?" Agent McCall spoke as he looked to the sheriff's son. Stiles froze as he looked to the ground, how on Earth did he know about Sweet Pea?

"Yeah... I heard your father took him in a couple of weeks of ago. When I was asking around school the students here had alot to say about him." The older man flipped through his notepad reading what the students said. He chuckled darkly as he read some aloud.

"One kid said and I quote "I heard he murdered some staff and that's why he had to leave his hometown."  Another said he was a fugitive from the FBI for Mass murders." Father McCall stopped as he looked for a reaction from the kid. Stiles forced a blank look on his face as he looked to the father of his best friend.

"So? Kids make up stupid rumors." Stiles trying his best to act like it never bothered him.

Agent McCall sighs as he continues down the list. "He's on the run because he killed his entire family. He joined a gang when 5. He became an underworld crime Lord when he was 7?! Stiles I could go on and on about the stuff these kids said about him. So let's make this easier and tell me what made your father take this kid in? And where is he now? Ever since I came here I have never seen this kid."

Stiles stayed silent as he looked at his finger and picked at a small cut he didn't know he had on his finger. Frankly he heard the rumors and quite honestly he fasinated with how quick and how unrealistic some of those rumors are.

The agent sighs as he leaned back on his desk flipping to more pages about the kid. Shaking his head he read off more, "Who is this kid Stiles? Some students here believe he's the god damn Antichrist and if you look him the eyes your soul will be sucked out."

Stiles scoffs, shaking his head. He looked at the man he despised, "Are you that desperate you're starting to believe what hormonal teenagers say? Especially if it's about Antichrists or crime lords?"

The older male stood straighter as he looked to the boy. It may not be the reaction he wanted but it was something. "Fine." The older McCall said when he realized nothing more was being said.

As the best friend of his son leaves Agent McCall sighs as he looked down to his notebook. He shook his head as he reread the accusation or rumors of the kid known as Sweet Pea.

"So. You know this... Sweet Pea?" The older male asked a teen girl with pixie cut hair. She nods vigorously as she looked left then right. She leaned close as I slightly follow. "I heard he made Derek Hale cry like a baby."

The man sighs as he stood straight back up, rolling his eyes. All day he's been hearing these ridiculous rumors about the boy and no one seemed to know him personally.

Only useful thing he's gotten from today was that this Sweet Pea lived with the Stilinski's. Noah had personally took him in out of the blue.

"I also heard he became an underworld crime lor-" The older man held his hand up and shaking his head. "I-I got everything, thank you." The girl let out a small 'oh' and nodded. She got up and left the empty classroom. The man sighs as he rubbed his neck.

•••

"The Nemeton." Marin spoke as. She looked Scott in the eye. Before more was said they heard footsteps coming behind him. Scott looked up and saw Emmett, another Alpha.

"Emmett, charming for you to stop by." Deucalion spoke as the said man looked from the blind man to Scott.

He kneeled down taking Marin into his arms he looked at Scott. "You should be with your friends Scott. Not these people."

Scott looked down he knew that but if these guys knew how to save his mom and his friends dad's then he had to stick with them.

Emmett knew the look in the young boys eye's. It was the same look he had years ago before he killed his own.

Emmett paced back and forth until he heard footsteps. He turn and saw Talia. "I don't know. Talia I don't know what to do." He sighed defeated. Talia Hale heard about what's happening as much as she disagreed with it, she couldn't stop it.

Talia knew what Emmett had done to Paige. She didn't hold it against him because she knew he didn't make the decision alone. She gently grabbed his face and made him look directly in her eyes. "I cannot tell you what to do that is up to you. But Emmett remember, even when all seems lost there is always something good in the end. Never let others determine who you are, only you can determine whether you're a monster or not."

Emmett nods slowly as he thought about what she said. Even after their long talk he sat in the order of the room as he watched his pack.

This was his family.

This is his pack.

He couldn't do it, he couldn't kill any one of them. He was considered a monster in other's eyes, a heartless killer. But his pack didn't see him as a monster they saw him as a leader. One they respected the one they trusted.

He couldn't tarnish that,

could he?

"Never let others determine who you are Scott." Emmett repeated the very words he should've listened to. He took Marin in his arms as he lifted her up.

Scott looked the alpha in the eyes and saw regret and anguish. Something haunted the man everyday and the words he spoke held more truth than Deucalion ever spoke.

He watched as the man walked past the pack of alphas. No one doing anything as they watched them leave.

•••

"Because I didn't believe." Noah spoke and other two adults caught onto the tone of regret and sadness. For a few minutes it was silent as they took in the information.

"H-hows Sweet Pea? Is he okay?" Noah asked Chris Argent as the hunter sighs. "I don't know. He hasn't really been around for -uh supernatural events. He just floats by." Melissa watched as Noah visibly relaxed.

"How do you know him?" She asked as the sheriff looks up and sighs. "It's a long complicated story."

Melissa McCall looked down to the ropes that tied her to the post and to the others who were tied up as well, she looks as the sheriff shrugging.

"We got the time." Noah chuckled lowly as he nods. Chris nods and smiles slightly at the humor.

"Well long time ago..." Noah Stilinski starts.

•••

"We die for them?" Scott asked as Stiles nods. "But he can bring us back." He points to the vet who nods slightly.

"But we would need Sweet Pea's help." Deaton spoke as him and Scott looks to Stiles who fidgeted. He was slightly uncomfortable to involve Sweet Pea.

Seconds later, he shook his head. "No, nope, absolutely not." Deaton sighs and looks at Scott. Scott tried to convince him otherwise but Stiles stuck to his answer: no.

Eventually, they dropped it as they agreed to leave the boy out. "Scott, my dad was pulled into this world and he could possibly be sacrificed. I don't want Sweet Pea dying especially with the amount of time he was missing." Stiles explained to Scott as he nodded understandingly.

•••

One by one, the three teens slowly enter the freezing ice bath. "Your dad's in town." Stiles spoke as he looked at his best friend. This was truly an awakening.

Maybe it was the thought of dying and never coming back. That made him want to confess everything. Every sin and lies he has ever committed or told.

As they lowers themselves into the freezing water their last thought is of two things:

1. This is my father or mother.

2. Would I come back?