𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐞: 𝐰𝐞'𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝗺𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐜𝐨

❝ᴍʏ ᴀᴜɴᴛ.❞

𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐘 sitting at the bar of the club she was in. malia was somewhere on the dance floor, trying her best to fit in with the many teenagers that was dancing around her. kira was sitting on a couch somewhere in the club. scott was hiding in the shadows somewhere, all of them patiently waiting for a signal of some kind to appear. lydia and stiles were in the back room of the club, talking to araya. they were all the way in mexico, trying to get derek back.

the bartender appeared in front of allison, slamming a shot down in front of her. this made the argent girl look up at him with a question eyebrow.

"dude at the end of the paid for it." the bartender informed, pointing towards said dude.

allison looked down towards the end, seeing a guy around the same age as her smiling. she rolled her eyes, grabbing the shot before she threw it back. she slammed the shot glass back down, the bartender taking it from her before he went to go talk to another teenager. allison looked around, meeting eyes with malia. the tate girl sent her a small nod, allison nodding back. she then turned back around.

"hey." an unfamiliar male voice appeared, making her turn towards it.

she released a sigh once she saw that it was the dude who paid for her shot. "hi."

"i'm aaron." he introduced, a small smile on his lips.

allison examined his features for a few seconds. he had blue eyes, dark hair, and dimples. he was about 6'0", maybe an inch taller. he had on a t-shirt with some cargo pants on, converse covering his feet. he seemed like the athletic frat boy type, which made allison grimace slightly. he definitely wasn't her type.

"what's your name?" aaron questioned.

"why should i tell you?" allison shot back, raising an eyebrow.

"well, i did buy you a drink." aaron shrugged.

"i didn't ask you to do that."

"i saw a pretty girl, and decided to buy her shot."

"well, the next time you wanna try and impress a girl, buy her an actual drink. not a teeny little shot." allison told him, giving him a tight-lipped smile.

"why're you being like that?" aaron asked, his smile dropping as a small scowl took its place.

"because you're some random guy coming up to me, trying to flirt with me. and he expects me to flirt back and give it up to him." allison answered.

before aaron could say a come back to the girl, scott appeared between the both of them. this made aaron take a step back, his eyebrows knitting together.

"this dude bothering you, allison?" he questioned, looking at aaron with a glare.

"who are you?" aaron asked, stepping towards the mccall boy.

"scott." he answered simply, not cowering in any way. "who are you?"

"aaron."

"well, aaron, she's not interested. walk away." scott informed.

"she can speak for herself, bro." aaron said, trying to step around the alpha.

scott quickly stepped in front of him, his jaw clenching.

"i'm not interested." allison told aaron, hoping that the plan wouldn't get ruined by some stupid boy with a boosted ego. "not really my type."

"just walk away. bro." scott told aaron.

aaron stepped closer to scott, looking down at the mccall boy since he was an inch taller. he was trying his hardest to intimidate scott, but he wasn't scared. if anything, he was the complete opposite. ever since aurora died, he made sure that watched over allison for her. he knew the argent girl could take care of herself, but he still wanted to make sure.

allison looked away from the two boys, noticing that there was some of araya's guard in the crowd. they stood out from everyone else since they were wearing black clothes and looked a lot older than a regular teenager. she saw that they had walkie talkies in their hands, looking around the club.

"scott, something's happening." she informed the alpha, raising her voice slightly because of the music.

"i know." he mumbled. "you gonna be okay, allison?"

"yeah."

with that, he walked away from aaron and through the crowd of teenagers. allison turned around to face the dance floor, her eyes quickly landing on kira and malia dancing with one another. she tilted her head slightly, raising her eyebrows as she continued to watch. they were an interesting pair, but they looked good together. she then noticed that two of araya's guards were slowly starting to approach the girls. she then saw one approaching herself from the corner of her eye.

she swiftly bent down and took one of her daggers out of her boot. she pretended that she didn't see him and waited until he was close enough to actually do anything. and once he was close enough, she quickly swung the dagger at him, slashing his cheek in the process. she smiled before he pulled a gun out on her. she quickly raised her hands in surrender before she threw the dagger at his shoulder. this made the man falter, a groan escaping his lips. allison took the opportunity and quickly grabbed the gun out of his hand, sliding it onto the dance floor so it was out of his reach.

the man pulled the dagger out of his shoulder and dropped it to the floor, anger evident on his face. he went to go attack the huntress, but she quickly stepped back. she then sent a punch towards him, his head flying back. she continued to do so, making sure to hit his nose each and every time. she then quickly raised her leg and kicked him in the head, knocking him unconscious as he fell to the floor. allison let out a huff as she combed her fingers through her hair, turning around to see that aaron was still standing there. his mouth was hung open, making her roll her eyes.

she started to walk through the crowd of student, her eyes meeting with malia. with that, the tate girl stood up from the floor, having just knocked a man out herself. kira joined them as they walked towards scott. he sent them a small nod as they walked towards one of the many doors that led to the back of the club. scott opened it, letting the three girls enter the hallway first before he stepped in behind them and closed the door.

the four of them slowly walked through the hallway, passing many doors. this continued for a few minutes before they walked through one of the doors, all of them looking around cautiously. a hissing sound then filled their ears, making them look at one another with knitted eyebrows. smoke started to fill the hallway, everyone noticing that it was coming from around the corner. scott made the girls stand behind him as he slowly walked towards it. but he stopped once smoke started to shoot from different spots of the ceilings.

"wolfsbane. it's wolfsbane!" scott yelled as he looked towards kira and allison. "kira, allison get out of here!"

allison quickly pulled out another dagger from her boot, seeing a man turn a corner.

"look out!" kira yelled.

allison quickly turned around, but wasn't fast enough. a woman quickly used the butt of her gun, hitting it against allison's head.

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FLASHBACK

allison, stiles, lydia, and scott all walked into the backroom of the animal clinic. scott had called them, saying that it was really important and that they needed to get there fast.

"okay. so how long has it been?" stiles questioned as they surrounded the table.

"weeks." scott answered as he walked over to the cabinets, opening one of them. "he hasn't gotten back to any of my texts."

"has derek ever returned your texts?" stiles asked.

"once. definitely once." scott said, walking back towards the table with a canister in his hand. "but this time it felt different. so i went to the loft. the alarm was on. everything looked okay. but then i found these." he finished, putting the canister on the metal table as he opened it.

stiles put his hand inside before pulling it out, revealing a bullet shell. allison noticed that there was a skull engraved into it.

"so i sent a picture of it to deaton. he said that it's the mark of a family of hunters based out of mexico. the calaveras." scott informed.

"what would they want with derek?" lydia questioned.

"you don't think they killed him, do you?" stiles then asked.

"i - i don't know." scott answered truthfully before he looked over to lydia. "that's why you're here." he mumbled as he pushed the canister full of bullets towards her.

allison, scott, and stiles all watched the banshee closely as she stuck her hand into the canister and grabbed a handful of the bullet shells. she pulled her hand out and started to move the shells around in her hand, closing her eyes so she could try and find something. she then tilted her hand, making all of the shells fall towards the metal table.

allison looked towards the boys as her best friend opened her eyes. "lydia, what's wrong? is he dead?"

"no." lydia answered. "but i'm not sure he's alive either."

"what does that mean?" scott asked.

"i don't know." lydia mumbled, her eyes shifting down to the table. "there's something not right. i just. . . i don't know."

"so if the calaveras have him, how do we find him?" stiles questioned.

scott picked up a shell from the table and held it up, looking at it closely. "mexico."

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❝𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐊𝐄.❞ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐕𝐎𝐈𝐂𝐄 of kira announced, pulling allison out of her thoughts. "guys, he's awake."

this made stiles, malia, and allison all make their way towards the alpha on the floor, noticing that his eyes were opened.

"scott, you okay?" stiles asked his best friend.

"yeah." scott mumbled as stiles and kira helped him sit up. "they don't have him. they don't have derek."

"we know." kira told him.

"but right now, they've got lydia." allison added, making the mccall boy look up at her.

"lydia? what do they want with lydia?" scott quizzed.

"we don't know, but we all think it has something to do with the fact that she's a banshee." allison answered, watching as he got up from the floor.

once he was completely standing up, he looked around to see where they were at. it seemed like it was an abandoned bathroom of some sorts, noticing the dirty tiled walls that used to be white. he then looked over to the rusty long sinks, seeing the little bugs that were crawling along the sides of them. with that, he walked over to the rusty metal door, looking at it closely. he then slid his fingers into the crevice that was between the door and the doorframe, trying his hardest to pull it open.

"we already looked for a way out." kira informed him once he had given up. "i think a lot of people have."

"i say when that door opens again, we take out whoever's standing in the way and run for it." malia suggested.

"what about lydia?" kira asked.

"what about her?" malia shot back.

"we're not leaving without her." allison and scott quickly said in unison.

"why not?"

stiles then walked over towards the werecoyote, awkwardly scratching his eyebrow. "because we don't leave without people. remember, we walked about this? rules of the wild kingdom don't apply to friends."

"is that what you would do as a coyote, leave her for dead?" kira questioned.

"if she was weak and injured, yeah." malia answered as if it was obvious. "if hunting had been bad that season, i would eat her. then i'd leave."

stiles hummed. "believe it or not, that's progress."

"great." allison mumbled sarcastically, making stiles and scott looking at her.

a small amount of aurora just peaked through.

"all right, guys, we're not dead yet. and that means araya wants something." scott told his friends.

"but if the calaveras don't know where derek is, that means they didn't take him from the loft, right?" kira asked.

"maybe he left on his own." stiles suggested.

"maybe someone else got to him." allison then said.

before any of them could say another word, the metal door slid opened, revealing three of araya's men. two of them had guns in their hands, aiming them at the five teenagers. the one in the middle was the one who stepped forward, pulling out an electric baton before he shoved it into scott's stomach. allison tried to step forward, but he quickly pushed the electric baton towards her, making her body jolt around and fall to the ground.

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𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐏𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓 up from the dirty tiled floor, looking around to see that stiles and malia was still in the abandoned bathroom with her. she then noticed that scott and kira was no longer there, making the huntress slowly rise from the floor.

"where's scott and kira?" she asked.

"they're obviously not here." malia answered from her spot in front of the sink.

"we don't know. they just took them and closed the door again." stiles quickly explained as he paced the room. "she was trying to see if she could hear them with her supernatural hearing."

"well can you?" allison asked, looking down at malia.

the tate girl simply shook her head, no, before she closed her eyes to concentrate. stiles continued to pace the bathroom anxiously while allison went to go lean against a pillar, watching malia closely.

"can you hear kira, lydia, anybody? what are they saying?" stiles quizzed.

"i. . . i can't. i can't concentrate. i - there's too many sounds and voices." malia told him.

stiles quickly crouched down in front of her, "okay. it's okay. well, just breathe. breath with me, all right? you practiced this with scott before, remember?"

"i'm trying."

allison watched them closely, noticing that there was some kind of tension between the two. she wondered what aurora would think if she was there, knowing that she had been patiently waiting for stiles and lydia to get together. but knowing her, she would support stiles in any relationship of his.

"it's okay, it's okay. just focus on something." stiles told the werecoyote. "here, look at my eyes. very good. just focus on the sound of my voice. all you have to do is try to concentrate. concentrate -"

allison's eyebrows shot up her forehead as she watched malia quickly lean in, cutting stiles off as she let her lips meet his. they kissed for a few more seconds before malia pulled away and opened her eyes, her once brown orbs now glowing blue.

the lights then started to flicker above them, the trio looking up. allison and stiles looked at one another before they turned back towards malia, who had worry in her eyes.

"they're killing him." she then said.

malia repeated almost every word she heard araya say to scott and the others. allison and stiles listened closely.

"she said that someone was turned, not by a bite but by a scratch." she mumbled, her eyes closed as she tried to concentrate. "k - kate? scott said it's kate."

allison tensed in her spot at the name, her eyes widened slightly. stiles turned to look at her, somehow sensing how anxious the argent girl had gotten at the mention of her aunt. he turned to look back at malia, shaking his head slightly.

"that's impossible." he mumbled. "it's impossible. that can't be what he said."

"why?" malia questioned, looking between him and allison. "who - who's kate?"

"she's a hunter. an argent." stiles answered.

"my aunt." allison added, her voice barely above a whisper.

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daij speaks!
for those of u have already read this chapter to chapter nine because u read loving heart, i apologize. for all of the new comers,welcome :)