𝐌𝐄𝐗𝐈𝐂𝐎
either find a way or make one

"YOU are not going to Mexico," Noah told his son and his future daughter in law.

"Dad, Scott and Kira have been kidnapped and taken to Mexico, olay? I think that's a pretty good reason for a trip to Mexico." Stiles pointed out and then looked back at his girl. Well, not really his girl, not yet, anyway. "Tell him, Hope, he listens to you."

Hope sighed and looked up at Noah. "Noah, please... he's my brother. I can't lose anyone else."

"Okay. Even if Deaton is right about this..." Noah trailed off, looking from Hope who gave him puppy eyes, and to his son.

"Yeah."

"The best thing to do is to go through the proper channels."

"Oh, come on, this is stupid!" Hope exclaimed, running a hand through her tangled hair.

"That means calling the right law enforcement agencies, border patrol, putting out an all-points." Noah explained to them, giving them both a look.

"I can't just wait around for the wheels of bureaucracy to start spinning in five different government offices. Okay? Someone needs to go down there right now, find them and rescue them," Hope explained to Noah, leaning onto his desk, her tired blue eyes piercing into his. "Also, you can't stop me. Physically. I am a hybrid — tribrid to be exact."

Noah sighed and thought for a moment. "Okay, fine. Only because I trust you, Hope."

"HERE, try that." Stiles turned around and threw a shirt at Malia who stared at him for a second.

Malia sniffed the shirt and rolled her eyes. "Fabric softener."

Stiles ran towards the bathroom and came out moments later with a boxer briefs. He grinned and held it out to Malia who growled, her glowing blue eyes on display.

"Oh, god!" Hope exclaimed, just realizing how stupid she was being. Afterall, she was also part wolf which meant she could sniff out her own brother. She yanked up a pillow from Scott's bed and sniffed it.

"Yeah. That works, too," Stiles commented, nodding.

They then made their way downstairs, running into Liam. "Oh! Liam, go home. You're not coming with us."

"Why not?" Liam looked like a confused puppy.

"Because it's a full moon." Hope answered him simply. "And I don't feel like driving all the way down to Mexico just to have you rip Stiles' throat out."

"What about you, then?" Liam asked, pointing to her with raised eyebrows. "You don't have much control from what I have gathered."

Hope sighed and held up her wrist, a silver bracelet juggled slightly. "I spelled this so that it keeps my wolf at bay."

Liam frowned but nodded. "Okay." He scratched his head. "Then, you can lock me up, right? Chain me down to the back seat or something?"

"You tore through the last chains, remember?" Stiles fired at the young, blue eyed beta who seemed to only want to find his alpha.

Hope looked Liam in the eyes and realized, he really wanted to find Scott and Kira. He wanted to find his alpha and pack mate. That's all he wanted. He was a beta in serious need to find his missing pack members.

"Okay." Hope sighed and stepped forward, making him look at her. "I know this is a risk, but..." she slowly unclasped her bracelet and handed it out to him. "It'll help you stay in control."

Liam nodded, sending her a small smile. "Thanks." He watched as she clasped the bracelet around his wrist. Even though it was kinda girly, he didn't care seeing as it would help him control the animal within.

Stiles looked from Hope to Liam. "But, just in case, we need to keep him in a confined area on the way there."

"HOW did you get a prison transport van?" Stiles asked in disbelief as Braedon got out of the van.

"I'm a U.S. Marshal."

"Yeah, I just thought that was just a cover." Stiles rubbed his forehead.

Hope frowned when Derek drove up to them with Peter in the passenger side. "Are we really gonna bring this asshat?" She hissed in Peter's direction.

"Are we really bringing him?" Derek gestured to Liam.

Hope crossed her arms. "We're bringing everyone that we can. And considering Scott and Kira were taken the night before a full moon, we should probably get going." She then looked to Liam. "I have gave Liam a bracelet I had charmed to keep the wolf at bay. As long as he wears it, he should be fine. And we got Braedon to bring the van so if the charm somehow doesn't work or he loses it, we'll be safe." She pointed out and narrowed her eyes at Peter. "Let's just hope you don't wolf out."

"What's that mean?" Peter questioned, his eyes narrowed.

Hope growled in hatred. "I hate you. You've had many chances to change, but you haven't." She then sighed, looking around. "Kate took Scott back to the same temple that she took Derek, how do we know she's not planning to do the same thing to him?"

"What, she wants to make him younger?"

"Or take him back to when he wasn't a werewolf." Stiles spoke, worry and fear in his whisky colored eyes.

"A werewolf can't steal a true Alpha's power. But maybe a Nagual jaguar, with the power of Tezcatlipoca behind her..." Peter trailed off, his eyes in slits as he spoke. "Maybe she can. So, if everyone is sufficiently freaked out, I say we get going." He gestured to the cars.

DEREK, Liam, Stiles and Hope were in the back of the prison transport van as Braedon drove.

Unknown to them, the Mikaelson's had found out their plans thanks to Hope texting Rebekah, though, they were way behind.

"DEREK!"

Hope's eyes glowed brightly as she growled and launched herself at the thing that had yanked Derek out of the van. She jumped on it's back and grabbed it's skull, ripping off the head.

Once it fell to the ground, she looked to Derek and pressed on his wound. "Derek..." she trailed off, tears stinging her eyes.

Even though her and Derek had a rusty relationship up until around Allison died, she cared for him. She considers him a friend and doesn't want him to die.

Derek placed his hand over her's, giving her a look. "Don't worry about me. Go to Scott."

Hope bit her lip before letting out an annoyed growl. Giving him one last look, she ran into the church, Stiles and the others following her.

"WHAT are we gonna do now?" Stiles questioned after he got off the phone with his father who was checking in on them.

"Duck!" Hope yelled, pulling her crush down before she spun around and punched her a berserker, sending it flying backwards.

They then took off running through many different tunnels and passageways.

After making so many turns, they stopped and took a breather, and to figure out where they were.

"Go find Kira and Scott!" Malia shouted, throwing Kira's sword to Hope, and the hybrid caught it mid air before grabbing Stiles' hand and running away where she could faintly hear breathing.

After taking a few more turns, they approached a figure sitting on the ground in pain.

"Kira." Hope spoke worriedly as she slid beside her, Stiles doing the same. "Are you okay?" She looked down at her wound and cringed. "You're hurt." She tilted her head back as tears skidded down her cheeks.

"Hope," Kira gasped, grabbing at Hope's shoulder's. "I overheard... Kate was talking to someone, I-I don't know who, but—" she groaned, closing her eyes in pain. "Even though you're not fully a tribrid, your blood still heals."

"What?" Hope asked, furrowing her eyebrows. Her mind went back to what she had learned about vampires. They can heal the wounded with their blood. "Derek!" She gasped, her eyes wide. She could've healed him. Kira groaning brought her back to reality. "Kira..." she trailed off before grabbing a rock and cutting he wrist. She held her wrist up to Kira and the Kitsune drank her blood, enough to heal.

"Wait," Kira spoke as she stood up, grabbing her sword from Hope. "Scott."

"What about him?" Stiles asked, worried about his best friend.

"It's him. The Berserker. It's him. Kate did it," Kira rushed out with wide eyes.

"What are you talking about?"

"She made him into one of them," Hope realized. "That's why Lydia's not here." Her eyes darkened as she figured out Kate's plan. "They won't know they're killing Scott."

"STOP!" Hope yelled, running into where the pack was fighting a berserker — Scott. "It's Scott!" She shouted out and ran to Malia, yanking the bone out of her hand, and throwing it across the room, it shattering against the wall. "You're killing Scott!"

Everyone looked to Scott and there was a groan heard throughout the group.

The groan came from none other than Peter Hale.

Hope growled in annoyance when Scott grabbed Liam by his neck. She ran to him and ripped his arm off of Liam before looking him in the eyes. "You're no monster! You're Scott McCall, my brother!" He struggled against her hold. "Scott!" She shouted in his face, her hybrid eyes on display. "Please. You're no killer. You're just a boy who decided to go body hunting and ended up getting bit by a physcho. It wasn't your fault just like it isn't right now. You're not a monster, Scott. Please... I love you. You're my big brother. You can't let that psycho ruin everything you have earned. You're not a monster..." She breathed in deeply through her nose, seeing the emotions swim around in his puppy brown eyes. "Not all monsters do monstrous things."

He pushed Hope off of him and stepped back, pulling at the skull. As he pulled it off, there was an orange light and he let out a loud roar, his werewolf side showing.

"You," Scott breathed out, looking straight at Peter. "The only one who knew as much as Argent about Berserkers. About the Nagual. You taught Kate. You helped her. All for power."

"For my family's power. To be rightfully inherited by me!" Peter shouted, not even trying to deny what he has done. "Not usurped by some idiot teenage boy, so incorruptible, he won't shed the blood of his enemies even when justified. You don't deserve your power. Not power like this." He growled, shifting which made Malia growl and run at her father, but he hit her so hard that she went flying into a pillar. "Oh, sorry, sweetheart, we'll talk about this later." He turned to Scott again. "You were my Beta first, Scott. It was my bite that changed your life. And my bite that can end it."

"Then, end it, Peter. Because you won't get another chance," Scott told him with a glare and launched at Peter.

"Come on, Scott!" Peter yelled. "Come on!" Scott threw a punch at him but Peter caught it and punched him in the stomach. "Pathetic." He threw some more punches at Scott. "Fight like an Alpha, Scott."

Finally, Scott got the upper hand, punched Peter multiple times before Peter threw him into a wall.

"You want to defeat me?" Peter laughed. "You're going to have to kill me!" Peter turned to Liam and threw a palette at him and that's when real determination and anger showed in Scott's eyes.

Scott got up and started beating Peter to a pulp, and threw gave him a hard uppercut where Peter went flying into the air and onto the other side of the room. Scott jumped onto the table and looked down at the filth that was Peter. "You were never an Alpha, Peter. But you were always a monster."

Peter growled in anger and went to stand up, but Hope let out a powerful scream. She was angry, furious, even. Peter had almost gotten her brother killed, he almost ruined her pack, her family.

She put all her emotions into her magic and she thrusted out her hands, her eyes shining brightly, and her mouth open in a snarl. "You killed your own niece!" She shouted, wind blowing in from all over the place, throwing around any leafs, dirt, and pieces of wood. Her blonde hair whipped from side to side. "You terrorized me and my friends!" She thrusted out her hands even further, making his arm's bend backwards. He let out a scream, falling down to his knees.

The Original family who had finally gotten to the place Rebekah told them about, they hid in the shadows and looked proud of their youngest family member.

"You almost had Scott kill us!" She growled and thrusted out her right hand, making his fingers bend in all different directions. "You used my mom and broke her heart!" She let out a yell, making his back crack and bend. It looked a lot like how he used to transform into his alpha stance. "You almost killed Lydia!" She stomped her foot on the ground and a loud cracking noise was heard from his other arm that bent backwards, all the way behind his back. "Last but not least, you made me what I am!"

With another thrust of her hands, blood ran down Peter's eyes, ears, mouth, and nose.

"Hope!" Stiles shouted, his voice cracking. He could not believe what he was seeing.

"No!" Hope screamed, turning her head to him, her blue eyes holding so much anger, pure rage. "He deserves this! He deserves to suffer!" She turned back to face Peter who was in agonizing pain. "He deserves to die!" She spat, her voice not even sounding like her anymore.

"No!" Stiles screamed and ran towards her. He stood in front of her, taking her face in his hands. "Look at me," he whispered, but she was too angry. "Look at me!" He demanded and she obeyed, allowing him to see the tears streaming down her face. "It's okay. Let all that anger leave. Please. This isn't you." His voice cracked as he stared her in the eyes.

All of a sudden, the rapid winds stopped and Peter stopped screaming, and was breathing heavily.

Hope let out a shuddering breath before falling into Stiles' arms, sobbing.

LATER, they met up with Derek and Braedon, and Parrish who had arrived with help.

While Noah was hugging and comforting a still sobbing Hope, the originals had grabbed both Peter and Kate, dragging them far, far away to be tortured.

After the Originals get the fill of torturing the two people who hurt their family member the most, Klaus and Hayley will take great pleasure in killing them.

And, instead of leaving, Derek and Cora decided to stay in Beacon Hills. They both saw how much Hope will need them.

Now, off to Beacon Hills they go, and they are not ready for what is about to go down.