CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
UNCLE PETE
"you were the one holding the gun"
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     A few moments of silence passed through the crowd as they all let realization sink in. When it finally did, a loud chorus of cheers ripped through the air. Shivani's eyes were locked on Stiles Stilinski, mouth almost agape in shock.

It felt like the current lacrosse game was dragging on forever, at least that's what Shivani thought. And it also seemed like there was no possible way that they could win. They sucked, bad, even with both Jackson and Scott on the field. Not that Jackson was any help. Not tonight, at least. Shivani spent the entire game at the edge of the seat, waiting for disaster to strike. As Scott had told her Gerard was up to something she knew something was going to happen. And it was no good. Where the hell was Allison? She really needed to put a leash or something on the old man.

Suprisingly, the winning shot was fired by none other than Stiles freaking Stilinski,

     "Did I score? I scored!" Stiles was in as much disbelief as everyone else. But there was no stopping the undeniable amount of joy bubbling in his chest. He had scored his first ever goal this season, and it was the winning goal.

     "We won!" Coach exclaimed, wrapping some random person next to him into a hug. Turns out it was Greenberg. "Ew, Greenberg. Get off of me." He yelled, pushing the poor boy away from him. Shivani found herself running out onto the field, throwing her arms around Stiles. She hugged the boy closely against her body, overwhelming happy for him.

     "Congrats, loser, you won." The girl grinned widely. Stiles opened his mouth to reply, but before the Stilinski boy had time to cook up a sarcastically loaded response, all the lights switched off, leaving everyone exposed and unable to defend themselves in the dark night.

     Then, panick set in.

     Screams and yells clouded Shivani's hearing, and people soon started running around like crazy. A body crashed into hers, causing her to be separated from Stilinski. Instead, she was shoved to the ground. The girl groaned loudly. "Shivani, is that you." A pair of arms pulled Shivani to her feet. Scott.

     "What the hell is going on?" The girl muttered, making sure to stay close to the werewolf.

     "I don't know, I need to find my mom." As if on cue, the lights switched back on again. Scott and Shivani quickly spotted his mother, hurrying over to her. "Mom!"

     "Scott! Scott, where are you? Scott!" The woman yelled before laying eyes on her son. Relief washed over her. She quickly wrapped the boy into a hug.

     "Mom, are you okay?" Scott quickly asked, looking over her quickly to make sure she didn't have any visible wounds or scratches.

     Melissa nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine, I'm fine. But somebody is hurt. Somebody is down on the field." Shivani looked over at the field, her brows furrowing when she noticed several people crowded around in a circle.

     The girl rushed over to follow after Coach as he pushed his way through the somewhat thick crowd. "Get out of the way. Move. Back off! Move." He grumbled, shoving his elbows mercilessly into whoever was unlucky enough to get hit. "Oh God." He froze, eyes glued to the scene unraveled infront if him.

     There, in the ground, was Jackson Whittemore, limp and lifeless looking all whilst covered in dirt and blood. Shivani took a step back, eyes wide as saucers, skin now dangerously pale.

     Lydia's voice was suddenly heard as she herself made her way through the crowd of people."Jackson? What's happened to Jackson?" Soon enough she saw the same thing as Shivani. "Jackson! Jackson! Jackson, what's happening?" Despite everything that had happened between Lydia and Jackson, she still cared for the boy tremendously. And the very last thing she could ever imagine was witnessing his death.

     "Can we get a medic over here? We're gonna need a medic!" Coach yelled at the top of his lungs when he was pulled back into reality. Melissa quickly kneeled down next to the boys, two fingers placed on his neck. "He's not breathing. No pulse." The woman announced.

     "Nothing?"

     "Nothing."

     "Oh, my God. There's blood. There's blood." Lydia pointed out, a hand covering her mouth. This couldn't be happening. This wasn't happening.

     Shivani tored her eyes from the body, choosing to look at the two werewolf next to her. "Look." Scott said, pointing to the gashes that with no doubt were the sources of the bleeding.

     "He did it to himself." Isaac realized along with a Shivani.

     "Get down here. Get down here and hold his head. Tilt it up." Melissa instructed Lydia who obeyed.

     Shivani, Isaac and Scott all shared a look mixed with fear and confusion. What the hell was going on? Oh, and to make matters worse? Well;

    "Stiles. Where's Stiles? Where - where's my son? Where's Stiles? Where's Stiles? Where's Stiles? Where the hell is my son?"

     Stiles was missing.

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     Shivani had no idea why she was feeling the way she was right now, or what that feeling even was. But right now, she was not asking those questions. Another one was clouding her mind.

     Where the hell was Stiles Stilinski?

     The ringing noise in her ears wouldn't stop. It had started once she realized that Jackson was on the field covered in blood, his blood, and Stiles was nowhere to be found. It was like the entire world stopped for a moment. Shivani could literally count the heartbeats in her chest, hear the blood rushing through her veins. This was a disaster.

     "Shivani come one." Scott said, tugging harder on her wrist when he noticed she had stopped walking. Upon realizing what was happening he had immediately grabbed her, pulling her in the direction of the school. More specifically; the boys lockeroom.

     Scott had found it suspicious how she went entirely quiet when it all happened, but he hadn't questioned it. He simply figured she was just as worried about their fellow spastic friend as he was, only that they were both dealing differently. After all, though he knew about Shivani, he didn't really know her. There was a difference between the two.

When they reached the locker room it was filled with lacrosse players changing out of their gears. Isaac was already standing next to sheriff Stilinski, his arms crossed over his chest.

"I got to meet with the medical examiner and try and figure out what happened with Jackson." The sheriff said as soon as Shivani and Scott reached them. "I've got an APB out for Stiles. His jeep is still in the parking lot, so that means. . ." The man trailed off. "Well, I don't know what that means." Shivani's heart ached when she saw the expression of the poor man's face. He took a deep breath, collecting himself. "Look, if he answers his phone, if he answers his emails, if anyone of you see him—"

"We'll call you." Isaac interjected, shooting his best reassuring smile at the sheriff.

"Look, he's probably just freaked out from all the attention or something." Scott said, trying to sound as convincing as possible. But it was especially hard when he knew that just wasn't true. "We'll find him."

Noah Stilinski nodded sadly. "Yeah. . . I'll see you, okay?" The sheriff retreated out of the locker rooms. In his place, coach Finstock stepped in front of the three. Shivani tuned him out as he said something about the team and Scott's grades. She was too caught up in her own mind to pretend to care.

She tuned back in when a locker door was suddenly ripped off and on the floor in front of her. The Caddel girl looked up with furrowed brows, watching Scott pull out a black and white flannel from Stiles' locker. "You're gonna find him by scent?" Isaac asked doubtfully.

"Yeah, we both are." Scott simply stated.

Shivani rolled her eyes. "Is there no other way then playing bloodhounds?" The two werewolves shot her a stinky look, shutting her up momentarily.

Scott handed a shoe over to Isaac. "How come your get his shirt and I get a shoe?" He questioned with a frown.

"We need to talk."

The dark male voice caught the trios attention. Shivani snapped her head in the direction of the sound, eyes widening at the sight of Derek Hale. He was standing barely a few feet from them, his arms on his back. Out of instinct Scott and Isaac stepped in front of the Caddel girl.

Suddenly a man Shivani didn't recognize stepped out from behind a locker, wearing a smug look on his face. "All of us."

"Holy shit." Scott gasped, eyes locked on the dead man talking. Shivani and Isaac wore a matching look of confusion.

"Holy shit? Holy shit what?" Shivani questioned, looking between Derek and Scott repeatedly.

Scott ignored her questioned, instead stepping closer to Derek and the man. "What the hell is this?"

"You know I thought the same thing when I saw you talking to Gerard at the sheriff's station."

Shivani's head reeled in Scott's direction. "You did what? Scott, not to be rude, but it would be been nice knowing you played for the other team."

Again, her comment went ignored.

"Okay, hold on. He-he threatened to kill my mom!" Scott defended. "And I had to get close to him. What was I suppose to do?"

"I'm gonna go with Scott on this one." The man suddenly spoke, grinning. "Have you seen his mom?" He paused, letting his eyes fall on Shivani. "She's gorgeous."

While Scott, Isaac and Derek all shot the man a nasty look, Shivani nodded in agreement. "I have and she's fine." Scott jabbed his elbow into her side. "Ouch!"

"Shut up!" The Scott and Derek yelled in unison. Shivani averted her gaze. Her whit that Stiles had given to her like the flu was her only way of dealing right now.

Finally, Isaac asked the million dollar question. "Who is he?"

"Handsome, is what he is." Shivani whispered back jokingly. Apparently, no one there was in the mood for jokes.

"He's Peter, Derek's uncle." Scott informed. "Little while back he tried killing us all, and then we set him on fire and Derek slashed his throat."

     "Still hot though."

"Shi, he is literally the villain here." Scott said, slightly agitated by her opinion on the former alpha. Not only was Peter Hale alive, but Shivani found him attractive. Stiles would not like hearing that.

"And. . ? He's hot. Besides, the villain always has the best back story." Shivani proudly responded, sporting a smug grin on her face. Scott frowned deeply at her.

"You're going to be the death of us." He announced.

     "Actually, I'm going to be the alive of you all." Shivani paused. "That doesn't work, hold on let me rephrase it—"

     "Shivani!"

     "Geez, okay fine all I'm saying is that you're the throat slasher and arsoner in this story, not him."

     "I will duck tape your mouth." Scott warned. Shivani shot her hands up in surrender, pretending to zip her mouth shut and throw away the key.

     Peter held his hand up and waved. "Hi."

     "That's good to know." Isaac piped, gulping.

     "How is he alive?" Scott interrogated Derek.

     "Short version is that he knows how to stop Jackson." Derek shortly replied. "Maybe how to save him."

     Shivani snorted at the irony of the situation.

     Isaac took it upon himself to update the two werewolves across from them. "Well that's very helpful, except Jackson's dead." It was like his words created a whole new tension in the room. Judging by the looks on Uncle Pete's face, it wasn't good.

     "What?"

     "Yeah, Jackson's dead." Scott confirmed. "It just happened on the field."

     "Okay, why is no one taking this as good news?" Isaac asked upon seeing the look Derek was giving his uncle.

     "Because if Jackson's dead, it didn't just happen. Gerard wanted it to happen." Peter informed. Shit.

     "But why?"

     "Well, that's exactly what we need to figure out." He stepped closer to the two teen wolves and the mermaid. "And something tells me the window of opportunity is closing. Quickly."

     His hollow eyes fell on Shivani. Without a warning he swiped at one of the pipes above them, water gushing down on them all. "Oh come on." Shivani growled. A few seconds later she was down on the floor with an irritated look.

     Then, her temper got the best of her.

     "Shivani, don't!"

word count; 2174
a/n

haven't updated in quite some time, but here you guys go ! chapter seventeen is out, and i'm working on getting chapter eighteen out soon ! am so excited to finish this book up. as i have probably mentioned  before this will be the second book i have ever finished and i'm so excited for it to happen. i do have plans for a future book aswell, so stay tuned !

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