Chapter Twelve: Code-Breaker

We drove towards the Hale house. I stared out the window as we went. His fingers wove through mine once more and I didn't fight it this time. Peter had opened up. He had become more than some scary murderer. He had shown his human side and it wasn't something I could ignore.

We started down the driveway towards the Hale house. We pulled up and slipped from the car. I tugged my heels off and threw them into the car.

"Stay back," he told me. I saw his entire body start to tremble. I moved backwards as he bolted into action moving far faster than I could follow. I ran towards the house and saw Kate pointing a gun at Scott.

"No," I cried lunging forward. I was tiny but fast and I hit Kate hard. We tumbled to the ground and I rolled away. The gun went off and pain flared across my arm.

"Kate," Chris roared and I noticed Allison kneeling over Scott and Chris pointing a gun at Kate. I felt blood drip down my arm and heard a roar. Chris's legs were suddenly yanked out from behind him. Kate spun to be greeted by Peter. He grabbed her arm and she began firing into the air. I heard bone crunch and she screamed. The gun fell to the ground. He wrapped a hand around her neck and dragged her backwards into the house.

"No," Allison screamed. She rushed into the house after them.

"Allison, don't," I cried. I sprinted into the house and into what used to be the living room. Peter had his claws at Kate's throat. Allison looked terrified. I just watched.

"She looks just like you Kate," Peter said, "I will let her live if you apologize." Peter glanced at me and I let my uncertainty bleed into my eyes.

"Apologize," he ordered.

"I-I'm sorry," Kate choked out. Peter let his eyes close as he sighed. There was a small pause and then he tore through her throat. Blood spattered the walls as she crashed to the ground.

"I don't know about you but that didn't sound very sincere," Peter told Allison. Allison was crying. A small snarl made us turn.

"Get out of here," Scott told us. I backed up a few steps, "Run," Scott yelled. Allison bolted but I stayed put. Scott and Derek moved to flank Peter. My heart thudded furiously in my chest. They wanted to kill Peter. I could see it.

Derek made the first move. For a while it was a furious blend of snarls and punches and people getting thrown. It didn't look like they could overpower Peter. I didn't want to feel relieved but my chest loosened.

Scott and Derek both got in punches and I saw Peter's face shift.

Suddenly Scott flew past me. Peter charged after him and chucked him out the door. Peter stepped out and I saw his entire body begin to shudder and ripple. I stepped out onto the porch hesitantly as he morphed into a full out wolf.

It was the nightmare from the movie store. The fear that had gripped me then tightened around my heart now. I knew that Peter was still inside there but it was hard to see it underneath the monster. Peter stepped down off the porch and I saw Jackson's Porsche squeal to stop. Jackson and Stiles jumped out and Stiles threw something at Peter. Peter caught it. It was another Molotov cocktail.

"Allison, shoot it," Scott yelled. I saw Allison catch her bow and load an arrow.

"No," I screamed as she shot.

The Molotov cocktail exploded and his entire arm was engulfed in flames. Peter began to roar in pain. The second one shattered against Peter's chest and flames began licking at Peter's whole body. He was screaming in pain. Tears streaked down my face. I could hear a high scream and it took me a moment to realize it was me. I snapped my jaw shut and watched in horror as Peter stumbled away from everyone else and collapse to the ground. The flames started to die out. I stumbled down the stairs and ran to Peter's side.

"Peter, oh Peter," I breathed. His entire body was covered in burns. My hands fluttered over him. I didn't want to touch him in case it would hurt. Tears burned down my cheeks.

"You'll heal right? You can heal. It'll take time but you'll heal," I panted. My chest was too tight. This couldn't be happening. I heard footsteps crunching and I looked up blinded by the tears. I saw the blurry form of Derek. I blinked away the tears and saw Derek's claws.

"No," I breathed, "No," I got louder. I crouched over Peter trying to protect him. Derek's claws bit into my shoulder.

"No," I sobbed as he threw me to the side. I hit the ground hard and pushed myself back upright.

"No Derek, please," I begged. I couldn't breathe. A headache was pounding in my head.

"He's already made up his mind," Peter whispered. He turned slowly so he could look at me.

"I-I knew you'd look beautiful," he choked out. I let out a sob as Derek raised his claws. He slashed down and my scream got stuck in my throat. I saw the blood well up. I saw Peter's eyes go dark. Derek stood up and turned. I crawled towards Peter.

I didn't know what made my throat unstick but the scream came pouring out of me. It hurt my throat but I didn't care. Fire sprang up around Peter and me blazing white hot. Everything hurt.

The scream faded and I tasted blood. My arms were shaking and the tears dripped off my face. I slid sideways still staring at Peter's face. I heard Derek.

"I'm the Alpha now."