I turned around now to look at Deaton, as I leaned against the table, I was just using. "You, Allison and Stiles, become surrogate sacrifices for your parents," Deaton had said, though my concern should have gone off the rails, it didn't.

"We die for them?" Scott had announced as he didn't look overly fond in doing that.

"If it goes right the three of you will be dead for a few seconds. But there's something else you need to think about. This is a dangerous thing for more reasons than one. You'll be giving power back to the Nemeton, a place that hasn't had power for a long time," Deaton states as he was laying out the effects that will happen. "This kind of power is like a magnet. It attracts the supernatural, the kind of things that a family like the Argents can fill the pages of a bestiary with. It will draw them here, like a  beacon," Deaton used the analogy of Allison's family for this, his eyes wondering over the three of them. They took it all into consideration, but at this moment in time they didn't care, they just want their parents back.

"Is that it?" Scott had asked, as it didn't seem back. Deaton turned his gaze back to him, his expression clearly worried.

"No. It'll also have an effect on the three of you. You won't be able to see it, but you'll feel it every day for the rest of your lives. It'll be a kind of... a darkness around your heart. And permanent, like a scar," Deaton had replied to Scott's question, it was a price that they had to pay.

"Like a tattoo," Scott states as Deaton nodded, but how the hell was he going to achieve this. He would need to perform a ritual, have a spell and most importantly a Wi-. I had cut myself off mentally, as I made a realisation.

"You need me," I spoke softly, as Deaton eyes cast to mine, as he nodded. "You know what you're asking me to do?" I blurted out, but it sounded harsh but I didn't mean it to be.

"I know, that's why it's dangerous," Deaton replied, as the others didn't have a clue what we were on about.

"What do you mean, Alice?" Allison had asked softly, as her eyes turned to me.

"To achieve what Deaton is saying, I would have to tap into dark places, places of temptation. It's called Dark Magic and highly frowned upon by Witches," I spoke to the group, as my eyes cast over them all, but mainly Scott, Stiles and Allison. I sigh deeply, as I move a strand of blonde hair out of my face. "But in this moment of time, it's all we have... I'll do it," I smiled at them as they nodded. "But we need a few things..."

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I told them what to get, something that has meaning to them and their parents. I also told them a bit of how this would work, that they would be submerged under water and that's when I begin the spell.

In the centre of the room now where three tubs filled with water and ice cubes and some mistletoe, as it will slow their heart rates down. Two candles were at the base of each individual tubs. They were all lit and ready for usage, as this was going to take a massive amount of magical energy from me, so channelling these candles will hold me together and if I need extra energy I have my necklace...

I had found a spell that would let me link the three to one another, allowing them to be surrogates for their parents scarifies, allowing the Nemeton to have power too it once again. I see Deaton staring at me, as Isaac and Lydia was filling up the tub. But he comes over, and I feel his eyes on me.

"You didn't tell them," Deaton states in a quite tone, as I slowly rose my head to meet his gaze. As I knew what he was on about.

"I'm aware. I don't need them worrying about me on top of their parents... I can handle this," I replied in a hush voice, just loud enough for Deaton to hear me. "Dark magic has always had a price. But if this is the only way to save my friends parent's then...Let it consume me for all I care. At least their parents will be safe," Deaton looked slightly taken back by my comment but he knew I was doing the right thing, and I've performed Black magic before, so I know what I'm doing...

Everything seemed to be in place as Lydia and Isaac emptied the last bag of ice cubes into the tubs. "All right," Deaton had spoken, as he looks to Scott, Allison and Stiles. "What did you bring?"

"Um, I got my Dad's badge," Stiles spoke first, as he held up the badge for a moment. "Jennifer kind of crushed it in her hand, so I tried hammering it out a bit. Still doesn't look great," Stiles trailed off as he was missing his Dad.

"It doesn't matter, if it has meaning to you both then that's perfect," I smiled at Stiles as I held my Grimoire close to my chest.

"Is that an actual silver bullet?" Isaac had pipped up, as he was looking at what Allison had brought.

"Yeah, my Dad made it as kind of a ceremonial thing. When one of us finishes learning all the skills to be a hunter, we forge a silver bullet as a testament to the code," Allison had spoke as he eyes were trained on the bullet.

"Scott?" Deaton had asked, as I turn my gaze to Scott.

"My Dad got my Mom this watch when she first got hired at the hospital. She used to say it was the only thing in her marriage that ever worked," Scott had stated, as I felt sad for him and Melissa.

"Now, you three will get in. Deaton, Isaac and Lydia will hold you down, while I start the spell-" I began as I took my gaze to the three tubs for a second before coming back to the three.
"-However, spells like this require a emotional tether, someone who can pull you back, as you have a strong connection to them," I finished off my explanation. I see Lydia cast her gaze to Allison as they are best friends, she takes a few steps forward.

"Lydia," Deaton states making her stop in her tracks, cocking her gaze to him. "You go with Stiles," She looks to Stiles as they had an emotional thing for one another. But Allison looked worried as Scott couldn't be her's emotional tether.

"Are you sure? I mean, Scott and I both have to go under. And Alice has to do the spell," Allison replied her expression worried, but Deaton just gave them a look, as this was only the way. There was a few moments of silence, as they didn't know what to say to one another.

"It's okay," Scott replied, as he nodded his head slightly before he moves forward.

They began to take off their shoes and their jackets, just leaving them in their trousers and T-Shirts, and in Allison's case just a dress. They went to the top of the tub and stood at each one, looking to the icy water below. Allison had the left-hand tub, Stiles had the middle, and Scott had the right-hand tub. I stood at the bottom of the middle tub, but a few inches back, so I can see the three of them.

Allison dipped her foot into the water, and she exhales deeply as the water was freezing. They all began to place their foots into the tub before they were standing on the bottom of them. And they began to kneel down slowly, as the water was cold as. Soon enough they were at on their bottoms and the water had covered everything besides the neck up, as they lent against the metal. They all began to shiver as the temperature wasn't what they were used too.

"By the way," Stiles spoke, as his voice were off due to the shivering. "If I don't make it back and you do, you should probably know something... Your Dad's in town," Stiles had told Scott the news about his father, as he looked taken back by it.

I stared at the trio with soft eyes as this what sacrifice means, they are sacrificing their selves to save the people that they love. Tears began to blur my vision as this was kind of emotional. But I blinked away the tears as this wasn't the time to cry on them.

"I'm ready," I choked out the words, as everyone looked at me, I closed my Grimoire, as I've read the spell over. "Please be safe you guys," I offered them a thin smile as they nodded their heads. Isaac stood behind Allison, Lydia behind Stiles and Deaton behind Scott. This was it, this was the big moment, the three friends shared looks and nodded to one another as they were ready. Their anchors -so to speak, placed their hands on their shoulders and began to push down...

Their heads went under the water, and time for the spell. "Phasmatos Inta Grum Vin Callus Amalon Callagius Accodum. Morte liberat Maneant potentia ad Nemeton peragrare," As I spoke the words, the flames from the candles rose high, I extended my arms slightly out, as I closed my eyes. "Cosom Naben Dox Callagius Amalon Gaeda Callagius. Ceremum Descendium Vinum," I continued the spell, as I felt my magic working. I could feel the darkness creep back into my heart... But the darkness always felt good...