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"what are you doing here, liam?" moonee quizzed.

she had gone downstairs and seen liam standing in the main room. multiple questions ran through her mind as the brunette stared at her.

"and how did you get in?" moonee added with a smile on her face, the effects of the full moon were still taking a toll on her.

"it was just unlocked." liam shrugged.

"stupid stiles." moonee chuckled to herself.

"what?"

"i said, stupid stiles." she repeated, louder, "he and malia are the last people who come through the door - before you obviously."

"oh!" stiles exclaimed as he and malia walked down the stairs, "liam, go home. you're not coming with us."

"why not?"

"because it's a full moon, and i don't feel like driving all the way down to mexico just to have you rip my throat out." stiles exclaimed.

"you can lock me up, right?" liam questioned, "chain me down to the backseat or something?"

"you tore through the last chains, remember?" malia reminded him, scott's pillowcase in her hands.

"yeah, we would have to freeze you in carbonite to get you down there." stiles shook his head.

moonee stifled a laugh, "there's only a 57 percent chance of him surviving that."

"only 57?" malia raised her eyebrow.

"okay...then where do we get carbonite?" liam sighed.

moonee and stiles shared a look of disbelief as if liam hadn't heard what percentage he has of surviving.

"seriously?" stiles scoffed, "you haven't seen it, either?"

"welcome to the real world, stilinski. not everyone has watched star wars, you nerd." moonee spoke.

"i thought this full moon was making you nicer?" malia questioned.

"trust me, it is." stiles sighed before he and malia turned around.

"wait!" liam called out, desperately, "what if we put me in the trunk?"

"oh, that would be fun."

"it would." malia nodded, "but he'd get out of that, too."

"liam, you've been a werewolf all of five minutes." stiles said to him, "you don't have to do this."

"i know i don't, but i want to. there's gotta be bigger chains, a bigger trunk, or something!" liam exclaimed, "there has to be."

stiles stopped for a second, an imaginary lightbulb shining on the top of his head. "maybe there is... come with me."

moonee watched as stiles, malia and liam rushed out of the mccall's house. she was about to follow them? but remembered melissa didn't know where she was going.

"moon, come on!"

quickly, she scribbled down a note for her mother to find when she enters the house. with a satisfied smile, moonee left the note on the counter and went out the door.

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moonee, stiles, malia and liam exited stiles' blue keep. they were in an empty, indoor parking lot as they were going to meet up with braeden.

"holy shit." moonee squealed, "brae, this is so cool."

"hey, moonee." braeden gave her a curt nod.

"how'd you get a prison transport van?" stiles questioned the girl as she came out of her vehicle.

she scoffed, "i'm a u.s marshal."

"yeah, i thought that was just a cover..." stiles trailed off in embarrassment.

the car door shut and derek exited, "are we really bringing them?" derek questioned, gesturing to the two freshmen.

"well, i can take away someone's ability to breathe with a movement of my fingers and... he gets angry easily." moonee crossed her arms at derek.

"you can?!" liam turned to her.

derek held his hands up in defence, "i nearly forgot."

"are we really bringing him?" stiles groaned when he saw peter hale.

"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." the man announced.

"what's that mean?" malia asked her biological father.

"if 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?" liam asked.

"or take him back to when he wasn't a werewolf." derek suggested.

"a werewolf can't steal a true alpha's power." peter told them, "but, maybe a nagual jaguar with the power of tezcatlipoca behind her... maybe she can."

"the power of techa-what?" moonee queried.

"so, if everyone is sufficiently freaked out, i say we get going." peter concluded, ignoring the elementum.

"we can't- not without lydia." stiles shook his head.

"where is she?"

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"what's she doing at the school, anyway?" derek inquired.

moonee was sat on the jeep's hood, beside liam, as stiles repeatedly called lydia. everyone was growing restless as they waited for the strawberry blonde to get back to them.

"we got kira'a sword." malia pointed to moonee, who held the kitsune's katana up, "but we need something with a stronger scent. lydia went to get a jacket out of her locker."

"nothing." stiles sighed. lydia, once again, hadn't picked up.

"if she has a car, she can catch up to us." braeden shrugged.

"that's a good point. we'll call her from the road." peter agreed.

"no, what if something happened?" stiles interrogated, "what if she's in trouble?"

"fine. you stay- you find her. we're going on without you." peter rolled his eyes.

"we aren't leaving stiles here." moonee glared at him.

"oh, but we are." he argued.

"i could call mason. he has a study group at the school." liam spoke up, "maybe he could look for her?"

"you're right, fran's in that too." moonee nodded. she then froze, remembering she was supposed to tell fran something after the game.

"all right. fine." stiles sighed.

"you okay?" moonee asked liam as they hopped off the jeep.

"nervous."

"about?"

"the full moon." liam admitted.

"don't worry, i'll just deoxygenate you if things get out of hand." she gave him a small smile.

liam looked at her in confusion.

"i'll, uh... how do i put this in a nice way? i'll stop air from entering your mouth or nose and soon, you'll just pass out." she explained.

"i-"

"remember what we're dealing with- it's not just kate, it's berserkers." peter said to them all, "you might see human eyes behind those skulls... do not assume there's any humanity left."

"thanks, peter." moonee rolled her eyes.

"oh..." peter glanced at liam, "this little one is terrified of them, aren't you?"

"he is, yeah."

"don't worry, my friend. it is that fear that will keep you alive. a reminder to everyone? you do not fight berserkers to survive-- you fight to kill."

moonee raised her eyebrows at his violent speech, "you seem keen to murder those berserkers, peter. bad history with them?"

"something like that."

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moonee was stuck in the back with derek, stiles and liam as braeden drove the police van. the hale man had handcuffed liam to the seat.

"all good?" derek asked.

liam nodded and pulled his arms up, showing that he was secured.

"okay. now, i brought something to help you." derek pulled out the hale talisman, "this has been with my family for centuries- it's a very powerful supernatural talisman. we use it to teach betas how to control themselves on a full moon."

liam took it in his hand and examined the spiral symbol on it. as he looked at it, derek glared at the other two, silently ordering them to back him up.

"yes... it's powerful." stiles cleared his throat, "very powerful."

liam looked up at them, glancing at moonee.

she nodded, "what he said."

as they drove in silence, the moon began to come out. liam began to grunt out, catching everyone's attention. his claws were now showing and his eyes glowed yellow.

"whatever you're going to teach me, i think you better start." he said under a growl.

"good idea." moonee nodded.

"liam, you with me?" derek questioned the new beta, "we have a mantra that we use. you repeat it. you focus on the words. it's like meditating- you say the words until you feel control coming back to you."

"okay." liam nodded in restraint, "okay, okay! what are the words?"

"okay, look at the triskelion. see the symbol? i have a tattoo on my back, it's the same thing." derek confessed, "each spiral means something."

"alpha, beta, omega."

"it represents the idea that we can always rise to one and fall back to another." derek described.

"betas can become alphas."

"alphas can become betas."

"can alphas become omegas?" liam asked.

"yeah." moonee nodded.

"all you have to do is say the three words... and with each one, you tell yourself you're getting calmer, more in control." derek advised, "go ahead."

"alpha, beta-"

"slower."

"alpha... beta... omega..." he panted in exhaustion, sweat running down his forehead as he resisted his supernatural side. "UGH! alpha... beta... omega..."

"good. say it again." derek ordered, "remember, every time you say the words, you're getting calmer."

"alpha... beta... omega..." his voice began to get deeper, meaning he was shifting even more.

"say it again."

"derek, i don't think the powerful talisman-of-self-control is working." stiles said anxiously, as he backed up into the corner of the van.

"AHHH!"

"liam, say it again!" derek demanded.

liam roared in their face, attempting to get up and pulling the van to the side as he did.

"liam!"

on instinct, moonee put her arm out and used the air to push liam back into his seat. unfortunately, as she did so, liam ripped himself out of his handcuffs and roared in her face.

"derek?" braeden called from the front.

"i think we're gonna need to go a little faster."

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hi mom, going 2 mexico!!
u cant be mad at me because i probably won't be having fun.
btw (by the way) we r out of milk
sincerely, moon ♥

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