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Everyone's afraid to say it, so let me be the first. There is a serial killer amongst us.

San Francisco had the Zodiac. New Orleans had the Axeman. Texarkana, Texas, had the Phantom Killer. The list goes on and on. Add to their ranks Beacon Hills very own psychopath, a Darach.

Who is the Darach?

What the hell is a Darach?

Well first off, we don't know who the Darach is --yet. Just wait until Scooby Gang unmasks the killer and then I can tell you who it was.

Second off, a Darach is basically a dark bitch that gets a hard-on from sacrifices.

At least that is how Sweet Pea would describe it. Then again rely on Sweet Pea to focus on the dark side and put things bluntly.

Dare you say it, it was part of his charm. Just like how he was known to have a short --short temper. Not to mention his capabilities: unusual amount of strength, unusual amount of speed, and the unusual amount of mystery that lies in his past.

Maybe that's why he was so valuable. Maybe that's why Deucalion was after him and not just Scott McCall.

But the real reason why Deucalion wanted Sweet Pea would be a mystery. Even as Deucalion tells Derek (who currently has a pole in his abdomen) about his plan, it would always be a mystery.

•••

If Sweet Pea could say one thing it was that he loved revenge.

Whether if it's showing up at a stupid North Siders house and beating the crap out of them or simply riding a bike down the hallway to annoy one of the legally blonde twins.

The latter wasn't as much fun as throwing your fist into someone's face but it was a close second.

He knew it would annoy them the most because if anyone rode his bike without permission, he would ignite like a dynamite.

That's why he came up with he idea of taking one of the bikes for a ride in a hallway. "You sure this going to work?" Scott asked slightly doubting the tall boy.

You can't blame him. One moment he didn't want anything to deal with them.

And not long ago Scott had to pull him out from the janitor closet (that had a vending machine blocking the door) before he actually laid a hand on Allison.

"Alright Scooby Gang I might actually need your help." Sweet Pea spoke looking at Snow White, Scooby Doo and Poodle.

Allison still trying to recover from the words Sweet Pea spoke some she took to the heart.

"Look Scooby Doo, either you can help me get back at these legally blonde twins or I can do it myself." Afraid about what would happen if he did anything alone Scott agreed.

After taking out some important parts on a bike. Handing them to Scooby Doo. "You know the plan right?" Sweet Pea asked and handed Poodle the other part.

"I-I could ride the bike?" Issac suggested. Sweet Pea looked at Poodle incredulously. "Sure, know how to ride the MV Augusta F3 Poodle?" Issac stuttered.

He didn't even understand what he said except he words: Ride and Poodle.

Wait? Why does Sweet Pea call him poodle? And why is he poodle and Scott's Scooby Doo? Issac stood there quietly and looked everywhere else, contemplating life.

Sweet nods smirking, "Yeah thought so. Go." He chased off the boys and it just left Allison and Sweet Pea.

Allison clears her throat ready to leave but Sweet Pea stopped her. He wasn't one for apologies and big heart felt speeches. Anyone that knew him know about that.

So as far as apologies go, Sweet Pea was an awkward snake. "Uh --I'm sorry. A-about . . . Yeah . . ." Sweet Pea awkwardly scratches the back of his neck.

Allison smirks amused by how awkward this tall intimidating boy was being. It seems like she was the only person to see this side of him.

"Wa-was that an apology?" She quirks her brow. SP smirks at Snow White.

"Would you accept an apology?" He fires back as she scoffs smiling. She clears her throat going back at the situation at hand.

"Okay you pull this back for throttle --" Sweet Pea cuts her off smirking.

"Relax Snow White I know my way around motorcycles." He grabs the helmet from Snow White but she stops him.

"You didn't tell anyone about me being at the school with you right?" Allison spoke, nervously. She didn't know Sweet Pea that well to trust him enough.

"Who am I supposed to tell? Shaggy Rogers?" Sweet Pea spoke, he was now curious what happened between them. But he knew how important it is to keep secrets so he doesn't dig further into it.

"It would make very happy if you didn't." Allison spoke, hoping it could convince him. Perhaps of their growing status from strangers to acquaintances will help.

Sweet Pea knew if he got attached to anyone in this town it would end badly. The last person he got attached to, died and it was not pretty. Snow White reminded him of Topaz, and that's probably why he felt more comfortable with Snow White.

But he can't too close, Sweet Pea decided to burn the bridge that was slowly being built. "Yeah? Well your happiness is not a top priority of mine."

Allison couldn't lie and say it didn't slightly hurt. She thought she was getting somewhere with him but she felt like she would take one step forward but end up ten steps backwards.

"Right, try not to crash Sweet Pea." Allison pulls away as Sweet Pea chuckled. Thinking back to all that times he did crash and burn.

"You wouldn't believe how many times I've done that, Snow White." He paused as he was about to slide the helmet and spoke with a genuine smile. He slid the helmet down and drove off.

She quickly runs into the school to be there as right now Issac and Scott should be taking out the parts.

Sweet Pea drove throughout the hallway until he saw one of the twins. "Get off my bike!" One of them yells. All Sweet Pea did was take off the helmet. Looking smug as ever.

"Don't cross me." Is all he said as he slammed the helmet into the twins chest. We walked and stood beside Snow White and Poodle, and Scooby Doo beside poodle.

"You've got to be kidding me. You realize this will result in a suspension?"

The twins look at the four, angry, as SP smirk at them and walk away. The other three students try to call out for him.

Sweet Pea got what he wanted, sure it wasn't as good as actually beating them but it'll do. Now he didn't need the others he can go back to his lonesome.

•••

"Sweet Pea, we need to talk." Scott spoke to the tall boy. Sweet Pea sighs, "No can do Scooby Doo, I got anger management... Ah, poodle." Sweet Pea spoke as Issac walked up.

Sweet Pea was done, he figured one little ghost hunting with the gang and they'll leave him alone.

Oh how terribly wrong he was.

But before more was said Sweet Pea noticed the Alpha Twins. "It's the fucking legally blonde twins."

The other two turn around and indeed there they stood. Pissed as hell. Of course like any other movie or show the hallway was dark, how convenient.

They begin to take off their jacket and shirt. Scott and Issac got slightly uncomfortable at the twins stripping.

Sweet Pea didn't mind, sure he found the twins attractive but his type wasn't blondes. He was actually into brunettes. "As much as I'm enjoying the strip show, we should leave."

Scott and Issac look at Sweet Pea confused. Was Sweet Pea gay? Maybe there was hope for Stiles after all.

Oh, but if only they knew, Sweet Pea wasn't gay nor was he straight. He definitely wasn't fucking bisexual either, he was a Pansexual and he was fucking proud.

Anyone who would disagree with his sexuality, they would have a problem. And you don't want to have a problem with Sweet Pea.

As Sweet Pea begins to back away before he stops and makes a face. "At least we know who's the bottom." Issac snorts in amusement at Sweet Pea's quip.

As Aiden shoves his hand into his brothers back and they form one huge monster. "We can take him." Issac spoke confidently, well he tried to be.

"You kidding me?! Come on!" Scott exclaimed running away with Issac beside him. Sweet Pea hasn't moved as he was (admittedly) fascinated with the recent events.

Scott shoved Sweet Pea down as the alpha twins grabbed him and Issac by the neck. Sweet Pea groans as he landed against the wall. He leaned up as he saw the giant monster toss Scooby Doo and Poodle like rag dolls.

Slowly getting up ready to tackle the big ugly thing when the twins separated. Just as a man (a blind one) walks up to them. Lifting up the stick he uncapped one side revealing an arrow tip, most likely made up of pure silver. With one swift movement he cut the twins cheek.

Confused Sweet Pea stood and watched as the man walked past and towards him. Clenching his fist the man stood in front of him. It was like he staring right into Sweet Pea's soul.

Admittedly not alot of things scare Sweet Pea. Not many things did after the run in with a little witch named Sabrina. But this blind man currently staring at him did.

But like the other times he felt fear, he put on a brave face. Glaring at the twins who stood behind him like kicked puppies.

No words were exchanged as the man simply left; the twins following after. Seriously? The man stood there staring right at Sweet Pea for good awful three minutes and just left? No a single word was exchanged.

Sweet Pea didn't know how to feel about that.

•••

Weekdays, from 8:25 a.m. to 3:01 p.m., we adhere to a strict regimen. Everything in our lives is controlled. But then something like the recent deaths happen, and you realize there is no such thing as control.

There is only chaos.

"I can't believe their dead." Scott spoke, the guilt was eating him alive. It was the many reasons why he wasn't healing.

Stiles sighs, his own heart was just as heavy. Hearing the news his heart broke. He didn't know why, but it did.

"I can't believe Derek and Sweet Pea are dead." Scott spoke as the reality was slowly sinking in.