𝘾𝙃𝘼𝙋𝙏𝙀𝙍 𝙏𝙒𝙀𝙉𝙏𝙔 𝙁𝙊𝙐𝙍
ミ★ ( seven deadly sins, act three ) ★彡

LUCIFER LEANED AGAINST THE DOOR FRAME OF SCOTT'S ROOM WITH HER ARMS CROSSED IN AMUSEMENT AS SHE LOOKED AT THE SCENE IN FRONT OF HER. "Well, isn't this kinky?" She asked, catching Scott and Stiles by surprise.

"This isn't what it looks like!" Scott immediately said as the boy who was taped up against the chair looked at her hopefully.

Lucy got off of the doorframe and walked closer to them. "To me, it looks like you kidnapped someone and tapped him to a chair without inviting me." Lucy said.

Scott then shrugged. "Okay, then it's exactly what it looks like." He said calmly.

Stiles sighed at them and then looked at the boy. "Liam, we're going to take the tape off your mouth. If you scream, it goes right back on. If you talk quietly, it stays off. If you cause a ruckus, our friend Lucy is going to smack you around the room like a rag doll — and believe me, it'll be nothing short of an afternoon activity for her that you don't want to be apart of. Understood?"

Liam looked at Lucy, who was reading his soul and twinkled her fingers at him in amusement when she sensed the sin of wrath — sinners of wrath were always her favourite to play with. His head then looked back at the two juniors and nodded his head.

Stiles then ripped off the tape. "Okay, Liam, now you've seen a lot of confusing things tonight." He noted. "And more confusing things are going to happen because of the confusing things that happened tonight. Do you understand?"

"Not really." Liam answered quietly.

"Good. That's good." Stiles pointed at him.

"I don't really understand either." Scott admitted.

"That's because you share the same brain cell as your bedside table." Lucy remarked and if Liam wasn't so afraid and confused at that moment he probably would've laughed.

"Maybe you should tell him." Stiles said to Scott, who still looked confused. "You know..."

"Right." Scott finally caught on and then looked at the freshman boy. "What happened to you — what I did to you — which I had to do in order to save you, it's going to change you."

"Unless it kills you." Stiles interjected.

Lucy slapped him upside the head, causing him to wince. "Not helping, moron." She rolled her eyes.

"Why do you always hurt me?!" Stiles quietly yelled her.

She simply shrugged in response. "I'm a sadist. I can't help it."

"What?" Liam gasped out from the chair, bringing everyone's attention back to him. The boy then began to softly whimper.

"Is he.. is he crying?" Stiles asked.

"Yeah, and it's your fault, stupid." Lucy said to him.

"You're being particularly mean today, what's wrong with you?" Stiles asked her.

She shrugged again. "Sorry, Derek and I got into an argument — kind of, I don't even know if you would call it one." She said looking up, racking her brain of the events that happened and trying to understand if it was an argument or if it was technically just a heated discussion. Relationships were still new to her and she couldn't quite understand the aspects about them yet.

"Well, we're gonna get back to that as soon as this is all over." Stiles pointed at her and then Liam. "Believe me, we're gonna talk about this."

Scott crouched down to the freshman. "Liam, it's okay. You're going to be alright. You're not gonna die."

Stiles was about to comment but Lucy glared at him. "Don't you dare say what I think you're about to say." She said warningly and Stiles immediately closed his mouth. "Would you two just untie him already? She asked.

The two boys nodded and quickly ripped off the duct tape. "Liam, are you okay?" Scott asked.

"Yeah, we're sorry. We're really sorry about that." Stiles said to the boy who had stood up out of the chair and was walking around aimlessly.

He then grabbed the chair that he was previously tied to and smacked it against Scott who fell to the ground among the pieces of the broken chair and making Stiles fall against the dresser.

"Liam, what the hell is your—" Stiles didn't get to finish his sentence as Liam punched him in the face, sending him to the ground.

Lucy watched, laughing and then looked at Liam, who was now staring at her wondering how he was going to attack her to escape. She simply placed her hands up and took a step to the side. "Go ahead, I just want to watch these two scramble to get you."

Liam didn't hesitate and ran out into the hallway. "Lucy, what the hell?" Stiles yelled as he got up. "Help us!"

"Nah, you two have got this under control." She smirked and the two groaned as they got up and struggled to get into the hallway.

They looked up at Liam. "Get him!" Stiles yelled with one eye open, the other one still hurting from where he got hit.

The two charged at Liam, all of them yelling in the process and tumbling down the stairs. All of their limbs tangled and flailing about. "I got him! I got him!" Stiles yelled as he grabbed onto a leg.

"No, you've got Scott." Lucy corrected from atop the staircase.

Stiles looked up seeing that he did in fact have Scott's leg and let go of it, the two of them panting and looking out the front door that was wide open and onto the street.

"Your plan sucked too." Scott said to his friend.

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"You mean to tell me you used the same line on Liam that Derek used on you?" Lucy said as they stood in between the school buses during break the next day. "And it didn't work, really?" She asked sarcastically.

Scott sighed at her. He used the lines that didn't work on him and hoped that it would help convince Liam to let him help them, but if it didn't work on him, he had no idea how he believed it would work on Liam. "Look, we need to figure out a way to get Liam to believe us so we can help him. We need to figure out how to get him to the basement."

"I'm not sharing my basement." Malia stated stubbornly.

"Actually, it's my basement." Lydia interjected. "And my mom noticed how you tore it up last time."

"Alright, she's still learning." Stiles defended his girlfriend.

"But we're going to use the boathouse for Liam." Scott said.

"How convenient in case I need to drown myself." Lucy said with pursed lips.

"It's got support beams. We can chain him to one of them." Scott continued.

"Better yet, we can drown Liam when he rips his way off of the beams with his new supermega supernatural werewolf powers you gave him." Lucy added to the plan.

"Not helping, Lucy." Stiles said to her.

"Fine, how do you shmucks plan on getting him to the lake house if he doesn't trust you to begin with?" She sighed.

"I say if it keeps him from murdering someone, we chloroform the little bastard and throw him into the lake." Stiles answered.

"I'm in." Malia instantly raised her hand.

"Who's 'not helping' now?" Lucy smirked at him.

"We're not killing or kidnapping him." Scott said with a face of disgust on how his friends could be so dark.

"Then let's be smarter." Lydia proposed. "We tell him there's a party and invite him."

"So you're going to ask out a freshman?" Stiles asked the strawberry blonde.

"No, I'm done with teenage boys." Lydia stated. "But, we all know the stories of how people say the devil make them do things. Let's make the devil actually do it."

"Sometimes it makes me feel like you're just using me for my power." Lucy fake pouted. "But I do like pulling a good trick on someone — it has been a while. Watch and learn, losers." She says seductively as she walks away.

"I feel like we're really going to regret this." Stiles says as he watches her walk away from them.

Lucy tracked Liam's scent all the way to his classroom and checked her watch to see that she had another few minutes before Liam's class was over and the freshman would be going to his next period.

She quickly spruced up her dark hair and fiddled with her cleavage to make it look more appealing beneath her leather jacket as the bell finally rang and the freshmen class began pouring out of their classrooms.

"I really feel like I'm going to regret this." She groaned to herself, she felt like Derek would hate her for this, but she was just trying to do her part.

She waited as Liam and his friend walked out of the class before walking into his line of sight, using the angelic powers she had left to draw his attraction to her, causing him to stop in his tracks and stare at her. "Liam?" His friend questioned. "Liam." He tried getting her attention.

His eyebrows rose as she made eye contact with him finally and she smirked at him as she took the final step off the staircase and began to walk towards him. "Hi." She said.

"Hey." Was all he could say.

"I know we got off on the wrong foot the other day, but do you want to come to a party tonight?" She asked, using her manipulation on him to get him to say yes.

"That's okay, you didn't mean to." He says, instantly feeling the affects. "And yeah, I'd love to come."

She smirked. "Awesome, I'll send for someone to come pick you up. Party starts at nine, don't be late." She winked and began to walk away, making sure to sway her hips a little more than usual, feeling his gaze directly where she wanted it to be.

As she passed Scott and Stiles, she smirked. "I still got it." She sang. Her smirk then dropped. "But not a word of this to Derek."

The two boys nodded quickly. "Yep, we won't say a thing." Scott said as the same time as Stiles said, "Not a word from us."

"See you two at the party, I'll be the one face down in the lake!" She called out and walked away knowing she would probably regret this whole day.

Meanwhile, Derek had finally finished burning out the wolfsbane that had been lodged into Peter's chest after he was attacked by an axe.

Peter fell to the ground the moment the blowtorch was pulled away from his skin and his nephew offered him a hand to help him stand. Peter looked at him, trying to regain control over his breathing. "He said he was after you." He admitted.

"How does a guy with no mouth say anything?" Derek asked, recalling how Peter described his attacker and it was particularly strange how he had no mouth.

Peter then held up a set of black gloves with a small keyboard and monitor connected to them. "With these." He said.

"Look, not a word to Lucy about this. She'll freak out." Derek sighed. "She's already on edge with everything happening down in Hell and after what happened with Kate, she doesn't need this right now."

Peter looked at him. "Trouble in fiery paradise?"

Derek glared at his uncle. "I told her about Paige and she told me — quite bluntly, may I add — what I needed to hear, but I wasn't ready to admit yet and then she left. Haven't heard from her since."

Peter ran a hand over his face. "Derek, you need to remind yourself that the actual devil loves you, she's not the type to beat around the bush and let you hear what you want to hear, and she's not going to sugarcoat it for your or anyone else's sake. She doesn't care if it hurts someone else feelings because she loves you — and only you." He felt like Derek was being a moron for not seeing it sooner, but he needed to hear it. "She only wants to best for you and if you're being all Derek-like and ruin that, she's going to get angry at you."

"I've realised that." Derek stated. "I've been trying to find the right way to get ahold of her and explain to her that I understand completely where she's coming from but today has been a little hectic." He said pointing to Peter's healed wound that still had some dried up black blood on his chest. "As you can see."

"From what we can all see, Lucy loves you very much and she won't be away from you for long, you just need to have patience." Peter said wisely. "In the meantime, let's squash this problem before it gets back to her and bites us in the ass."

"I think I know who can help." Derek announced, pulling out his phone. "She's not going to like this one, but we have to do it."

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That night, when Scott arrived to the lake house, Stiles immediately walked over to his childhood friend. "Hey, Kira texted, she said that her and Liam were on their way." Scott updated them.

"While you were gone, I asked around about Liam. I know why he got kicked out of his last school." Stiles admitted to his friend.

"This is gonna be bad, isn't it?" Scott asked.

"He kind of got into it with one of his teachers. And.. uh.. The kid's got some serious anger issues." Stiles revealed and pulled out his phone, showing the alpha werewolf a photo of a completely trashed car. "This is his teacher's car after he took a crowbar to it."

"Yeah, I could sense he had the sin of wrath in him last night when he was taped to the chair." Lucy admitted.

Stiles looked at her. "And you didn't think to let us know?" He exclaimed.

"To be fair, you had already bitten him. What was I supposed to do? Inhale the werewolf bite up so he wouldn't be superwolf? Please. Nothing much we can do now." The devil said. "That's your bad."

"My bad?" Stiles stumbled. "My—" He couldn't even finish the sentence before he threw his hands up in the air. Maybe her argument with Derek was doing a lot more damage than he thought.

Scott's phone pinged and he read the text. "Kira and Liam are going to be here any minute. We should get inside." He said and they walked inside into the house, leaving the lights off.

They watched as Kira's car pulled up to the front of the house and they got out of the car, Lucy held back a chuckle as the girl struggled and stumbled to make up excuses to the freshman boy about how no one was there and it was supposed to be a party.

Kira opened the door and the two walked in and Liam walked in, stopping as soon as he saw the pack standing their in the dark, Stiles waving at him and Lucy slapping his hand down. He looked back at Kira who was closing the door behind her. "Sorry, Lucy made me do it." She said, making the devil groan quietly from the corner.

"What the hell is this?" Liam questioned, throwing his hands up slightly as he was completely unimpressed with the boys' inability to leave him alone.

"Think of it as an intervention." Stiles spoke. "You have a problem, Liam."

"We're here for you, this is a safe space." Lucy joked as she sat down on the love seat, chuckling into her hand at her joke.

"He's not an alcoholic." Stiles said to her. "This isn't an AA meeting."

"He's not alcoholic yet, but after dealing with you lot, he might be." She said waving her hand around and shrugging. She then looked at Liam. "But unfortunately for you, Liam, these bozos are the only bozos that can help with your actual problem."

"How can you help me?" He spat, crossing his arms.

Lucy spread her arms as the pack looked at her. "Well, everyone, it's time to introduce yourselves, don't be shy." She smiled and they rolled her eyes at her and told him what they were.

Liam squinted his eyes and tried to wrap his head around what he just heard. "Werewolf?" He pointed at Scott. "Werecoyote?" He pointed at Malia. "Banshee?" He pointed at Lydia. "Fox?" He turned to Kira.

"Kitsune." She corrected. "But fox works."

Liam then turned to Stiles. "What are you?"

"Ah, for a little while, I was possessed by an evil spirit." Stiles explained nervously. "It was very evil — but not as evil as her." He said pointing at Lucy who glared at him.

The boy nodded at his answer. "What are you now?"

"Better?" Stiles answered with a confused tone. "Um... I — I really know how to answer that."

"What are you?" Liam asked Lucy finally.

"Oh, doll face, I don't think you're ready for that one." Lucy smiled.

"I feel like with everything else everyone's saying, you should fess up also." He pressed.

"Fine. Don't say I didn't warn you when you get nightmares." She said getting up and slowly walking over towards Liam while the rest of the pack sighed knowing what was about to happen. "Are you a religious person, Liam?"

"Not really." He answered.

"Oh, this is going to be so much fun then." Lucy declared. "Because you will be after this."

Liam looked at her confused but didn't get to ask what she meant as she quickly flashed her black eyes at him, thunder and lightning hitting as she quickly flashed her true form and he flinched back. "What the Hell?" He exclaimed as he stumbled to get away.

"Oh, what the Hell precisely." Stiles said amused.

"Calm down, she's not going to hurt you." Scott said.

"Yet." Stiles muttered under his breath.

Liam took a moment to recuperate before noticing the bag of chains on the coffee table. "Are those for me?"

"No, they're for her." Lucy said pointing at Malia, who flashed her blue eyes at Liam. "But they can be for you if you aren't a good little boy, understood?"

"How did she do that?" Liam asked about Malia's eyes.

"You'll learn." Scott told him. "But first, you need to get through the full moon."

"The moon's already out." Liam pointed out.

Scott listened into his heartbeat, hearing it rise slowly as his breathing quickened. "And you're starting to feel something, aren't you?" Scott asked his new beta.

"I feel like I'm surrounded by a bunch of psychotic nutjobs." Liam snapped. "You guys are out of your freaking minds. I don't know how you two did that eye thing and I don't care." He said glaring at Malia and Lucy. "I'm walking out the door right now! If any of you try to stop me, I swear to God, I'm gonna—" He stopped mid rant to grab his head and scream.

"Yeah, unfortunately God isn't going to help you tonight, buddy." Lucy commented sympathetically.

"Are you alright, Liam?" Scott asked him.

"You don't hear that?" Liam asked them while continuing to grab his head and fall to the ground.

They all looked at the window, seeing lights shining through the window as multiple cars pulled up to the house.

"Did you tell someone about this?" Lydia asked as she stared at the cars.

"My friend, Mason." Liam answered truthfully as the kids began to pile out of the cars with a lot of noise. "You said it was a party."

Lucy walked over and picked him up, "Okay, next time you get invited to a party by an upperclassmen — don't invite your friends also. Totally killer of your reputation." She advised.

"Who did Mason invite?" Stiles asked as Kira stepped closer towards the window.

"Everyone." She said looking back at the pack.

Liam continued to growl out in pain and he began to claw at the ground. "The floors. Get him off of the floors." Lydia panicked as she walked towards him but stopped in her tracks as soon as Liam looked up at her and roared.

l"We need to get him to the boathouse. Now!" Scott realised and he and Kira immediately grabbed Liam and carried him out of the room.

Malia then groaned and leaned against the coffee table. "Stiles." She called out.

"Yeah?" He said looking at her. Malia then looked up at him and growled, her eyes blue and her fangs protruding. "Hey... okay, basement. Now. Now." He said scrambling to grab the bag of chains and get his girlfriend to the basement as fast as possible before she completely turned.

"What am I supposed to do with the hordes gathering outside the door?" Lydia asked.

"Lydia, who throws the best parties in Beacon Hills?" Stiles questioned.

"What? Me, obviously." She exasperated.

Both Malia and Stiles threw their hands up in the air. "Okay, then throw a party." He said and the couple immediately continued to run to the basement, leaving Lydia to scoff at them.

Lydia looked at Lucy, who shrugged. "I'm not one to brag but I do throw a mean party when I want to."

Lydia pursed her lips, realising there was no way out of this besides throwing a party and walked over to the door and opened it, halting when she saw the amount of people at the front door. "Hey." The kid at the front said. "Uh, are we in the right place?" He asked.

"For the party?" The kid next to him asked.

Lydia didn't say anything so Lucy rolled her eyes and walked next to her with a smile. "It sure is — ignore her it's been a while." She said and the kids all cheered and piled into the house leaving Lydia to glare at the devil who only looked innocently at her.

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