Derek had been in Stiles bedroom for over thirty minutes as Stiles talked with his father. Right as Stiles and Derek walked inside Mr. Stilinski had rushed out of his office and towards them screaming Stiles's name. Derek just barely escaped up the stairs on Stiles request. It took Derek a few tries but he found Stiles room. As he sat there listening to Stiles father scream about not telling him everything about Dray, and everything else that had plagued their lives since Dray showed up. Derek tried hard to just sit there, but it was driving him crazy. What finally captured his attention the most was a bulletin board right across from Stiles's bed with names and strings connecting things. The whole thing looked like some kind of nightmare art project. Derek began to slowly drift around the room looking at Stiles belongings and found a few comic books on Stiles desk, which he flipped through. He was shocked by how much he missed, for him this was basically time traveling. Derek heard a noise and hastily raced to Stiles closet in an attempt to hide.

"Derek," A voice whispered over the creaking of the door hinges. Stiles could hear the tussling inside the closet. The second Stiles opened the door Derek came crashing to the floor only to be followed by clothing, board games and a box of old action figures. Stiles couldn't help but laugh a little as he fished Derek out of the mess on his floor.

"What! You think that's fuck funny?" Derek said in a raised voice, face stern as a rock. Stiles froze slightly. This seemed just how older Derek would react and it made him sad.

"Ah," Stiles didn't know what to say. Derek started to snicker and a smile evaporated the tension in the room. He playfully pushed Stiles way too hard causing him to fall onto his bed for a second. Stiles bounced back to his feet with coordination he didn't normally have. The second Stiles turned back around he met Derek's lips, which pressed forward. The two quickly stumbled backward to Stiles bed. Stiles couldn't help but think that this was the first action he ever saw in his room. The make out session swiftly turned heated. Derek's hands moved under Stiles's shirt and began to caress his soft supple flesh. The touch sent waves of pleasure throughout Stiles's body. As Derek's hands slowly started to shift downwards, and as much as Stiles want it, he wrestled with his own conscience about whether or not it right to go any further with Derek. The second Derek's hand touch Stiles's low bits he answered his own question, he just couldn't do it.

"Derek we have to stop," Stiles stopped kissing him. Derek seemed at first slightly annoyed, but then a smile came to his face.

"I'm sorry got carried away," He said moving off Stiles, but as he did his shirt bunched up quite a bit that revealed something very strange. Stiles jumped forward hands stumbling to pick up Derek's shirt that had tumbled back down.

"Where did you get that scar?" Stiles asked Derek as he rolled his finger over the cut right under his belly button.

"I've had that since I can remember?" Derek asked looking at Stiles with a strange look. Stiles had seen Derek shirtless way too many times to even keep track, but he never saw the scar before, and he would have because of its unique moon crest shape, "what's wrong Stiles?" Derek asked as he took Stiles hand into his own.

"You…you didn't have that scar older?" Stiles stated face reflecting his confusion.

"Ah, how many times have you seen me shirtless…you know when I'm older," Derek asked jokingly as he pushed Stiles' shoulder.

"Too many times to know I never seen that scar," Stiles answered.

"Wait, you're serious?" Derek seemed to now be just as confused. Stiles phone vibrating broke the spell that trapped both of them in confusion.

"Scott needs us," Stiles said right after looking at the text that came to his phone. It was time for all of this to come to an ending, no matter who lives and dies our young heroes knew that this fight was going to be an end to this nightmare that they call Dray.

"Stiles…tonight I can't let you fight without me. I think I'm in love with you, and I rather die tonight with you than live without," Derek blurted out strangely when Stiles walked in front of him. Stiles froze at Derek dropping of the L-word. The sheer mention of the word brought so many mixed feelings to him, that he didn't think he could even get himself to say something.

"Stiles you don't have to say anything I know I'm crazy for telling you that, but I thought you should know it in case," As Derek spoke his words were filled with an extra flair of emotion. Stiles spun back around and kiss him on the lips.

"Don't worry I don't plan on dying tonight," Stiles said planting another kiss on Derek's lips. The possible last few hours have been filled with many emotions for every member of the pack. Even as many were locked in sexual embrace each member spent the day with someone that they had immense feelings, for some it was love, or other it was something that could be a future. Still, in the next coming hours, the lives of every single member of Scott's pack would forever be changed after this battle. Still, in the next coming hours, the lives of every single member of Scott's pack would forever be changed after this battle. Some would live, some would die, but all would be scarred for life. Only time would cast light on the shadow of who will walk away from the winner, good or evil. For the fate of the world possibly rested on the shoulders of a teenage boy and his friends was unfair, but life isn't always fair or just, sometimes it's about overcoming the odds and beating back the darkness.

The pack gathered at Scott's house, most were being introduced to the plan for the first time. Jackson, Lydia, Stiles, Derek, Isaac, Liam, and even Danny gathered together as Scott took the leadership reigns.

"Tonight the plan is simple strike fast take out Kate and Matt, then wait for Kara and the rest of the witches to work their magic,"

"Your plan sucks," Jackson was not afraid to interject his opinion.

"Well, what do you think?" Scott sarcastically asked.

"Your fathers a cop," Jackson turned and looked towards Stiles, "let's blow them up, it will at least kill Matt and Kate, and leave Dray messed up enough for all of us wolves to rip him apart," As much as Scott dislike Jackson his plan did have some merits.

"What would you like me to get a rocket launcher or something?" Stiles said mocking Jackson.

"Yeah that would work well," Jackson answered back not even pretending to understand that Stiles was joking.

"Seriously!" Stiles's voice broke ever so slightly.

"Wait I have an idea what if we mix something up like what we used against Peter?" Scott said. "If Dray on fire I doubt he could put up much of a fight. Lydia, can you go all science and make something?"

"I can," Lydia, answered. The gang could tell was only half here and the other half wherever she goes in her banshee trances.

"What do you want the rest of us to do?" Derek asked stepping forward from behind Stiles.

"You're going to do nothing Derek," Scott said.

"Ah," Derek let out in a huff.

"Scott we could use the extra pair of claws," Stiles said quickly getting Derek and Isaac to agree. Scott gave Isaac a dirty look for taking their side over his.

"Fine, we may need you," Stiles, you Danny, and Lydia get geared up with the supplies we need. Jackson, you will go with them. Isaac, Derek, Liam and myself will take the fight to Dray and his group. Scott continued to tell everyone about the rest of his plan.

"This could work," Isaac was the first to complement Scott's idea. Stiles, Lydia, and Danny headed to the school to steal the supplies they needed for their firebombs. Scott, Liam, Derek, Jackson, and Scott continued to go over the plan. Once it was understood Jackson would meet everyone up at the school. Scott's plan hinged on them striking with the element of surprise.

Two hours passed like a blink of an eye with a text Scott set the plan interaction. Stiles, Lydia, and even Danny worked hard creating what they nicknamed sunburn in a bottle. Well, they didn't really name it that was more Stiles being Stiles. Breaking into the school was simple since Stiles had keys made awhile back.

...

Meanwhile, Scott, Liam, Isaac, and Derek made their way to the remains of the Hale house. Scott's plan made the decision to come around the back of the house ready to ambush whoever they could quickly. Scott was against killing normally, but not them, they were evil and dead. As they kept slowly along the west side of the house they couldn't sense anything or anyone.

"Wait!" Scott raised his hand to signal for them to stop. His voice barely auditable for anyone to hear, Scott peered out from the side of the house, as if he was in an old spy movie. An intense beam of light blinded Scott causing him to jump back. The sound of lights popping on illuminated the entire area out of the gloomy darkness.

"Scott you can come out," A voice yelled out. Scott peaked his head out again this time seeing where the lights were coming from. Around the whole house was giant spotlights, the kinds that are used for a professional sports arena that hung down like the neck of a giraffe.

"Come out Scotty," the same voice called out. Scott motioned for everyone to stay as he walked into the light. Out in the open Scott saw whom the voice belonged to. It was Dray sitting on top of what looked like one of those large chairs used to judge Tennis.

"I'm here Dray let's get this over with.," Scott yelled out walking towards the middle of the field in front of Derek's old house.

"Oh Scott that's so funny, but I know you didn't come alone come ?" Dray said crossing his right leg over his left. Scott couldn't help but notice the Dray was wearing a suit.

"Why play games Dray let's settle this me and you," Scott shouted back eyes shifting red.

"Because what fun is that. Don't you know how this works Scott? I'll fill you in since you want to play stupid. You have to beat everyone else before you face the boss," Dray started said starting to laugh as he enjoyed the look of intense hate on Scott's face. "So which of your friends decided to die with you, Scotty?" As Dray spoke Derek, Isaac, and Liam walked out from the protection of the side of the house.

"Oh good I'm very happy with the turnout, but where is my Stiles?"

"Getting far away from you Dray, even if you beat us you'll never find him," Scott screamed. Drew stepped out of the shadow from behind Dray's chair, right behind him was Kate, Matt, and an unexpected player Alison.

"So Scott how do you want to do this? You want to do a free for all or one on one matcha? I like that idea," Scott's plan was falling apart very quickly, but Dray was stalling and playing games, but that only helped them in there waiting for the witches.

"I'm going to kill you!" Scott said in a grinding growl through his teeth.

"You can start," Dray said turning to the opposite side of where his group stood. Out of the shadow on that side, a robed figure walked out. With the dark green hood pulled over their head concealing themselves. Another person entered what Scott now called the light barrier produced by Dray's set up.

"Camden!" Isaac shouted. It was Isaac's brother, but he wasn't alone as he pulled from the shadow another person. Scott could smell the blood so knew the boy was injured. No one even got a look at the boy's face before he fell to the ground, dropped from Camden's grip like trash.

"Say hello to your brother Scott. You won't get another chance as I'm going to kill you personally" Kate chimed in.

"First one to kill Isaac gets his power," Dray barked orders like a general getting ready to lead his troops into battle.

"My lord, but I thought you were going to spare him?" Matt asked. Camden seemed worried as well.

"Fine, Matt, I'll try again," Dray said. "Isaac last chance to for once keep your end of the deal, bow before me and you can leave with your brother," Dray once again tried to get Isaac to deal.

"Matt work with us," Isaac screamed back. Matt didn't say anything the look of worry vanished from his face instead it started shifting, skin slowly turning green and scaly.

"Sorry Kate I want to see this, Isaac verse Matt winner lives, One rule if anyone interferes I'll kill your brother Scott," Isaac zeroed his sight in on Matt, who raced towards him.

"In second thoughts kill them all," Dray said looking towards Alison, who shifted for the first time revealing her true new face of a monster. Scott knew it was his job to put her to rest. Dered raced towards Kate, fangs, and claws ready to take a piece of her. Liam was soon the only one left in the same spot, this was the first time he had ever seen any kind of action ever and nerves were setting in. Isaac and Matt were the first to make contact, with Isaac using Matt's quicker speed to his advantage, ducking and using his long legs to toss him past Liam. Seeing his scale monstrous body Liam jumped into action swing his claws. Isaac raced towards and the two became a fueled team attacking and slashing at Matt's scaled body. Derek and Kate were already locked in a match of strength; Kate seemed to gain the upper hand tossing Derek around.

"You were meant to side with them," She yelled at him.

"I hate you," Derek growl and raced up and towards her again his light blue eyes and her were locked at the barreled towards each other. Claw after claw strike they dodged each of them as if each knew the other so well that he was locked in a continuous counterfeit. As they all fought Scott and Alison's exchange looks as they circled each other both seeming unable to make the first move.

"Start the spell," Scott heard Dray order the person in robes. Scott took his eyes off Alison for a second and that was enough for her to attack. Her fists connecting hard to his Scott's jaw, then even harder to his stomach sending Scott to the ground.

"I can't kill you, but I'll beat you and make you watch my sloppy seconds die," She said moving towards him. Scott's anger now fueled his hate for this monster that wore his first love's face. Scott jumped towards her in an almost feral animal way and began ripping at her flesh. Her screams distracting Matt allowing Liam and Isaac the time needed to land deep blows on him. As they gained the upper hand Derek was losing his. Kate was strong than him at his young age. With a deep slash, she knocked him towards the ground.

"Sorry sweetie I'm going to have to put you out of your misery, but don't worry Dray will send your dead body back," she said shifting back to her normal human form. "I'm going to kill you with my real face," she pulled out a silver knife from her boot. Derek was too hurt to even stand up; but he tried to back up, hands digging into the soft dirt as he crawled backward trying to escape her.

"Hey, Kate cool down," A voice screamed out. As Kate looked up she caught sight of Stiles just feet away from his arm in mid throw. The small jar whirled through the air so elegantly creating sparkles as the beams of lights hit it.

"Nice try you little bitch," Kate said catching the bottle. "I was there when you did this to Peter…,"

"Derek move," Stiles, screamed as he moved suddenly out of the way. A loud bang from the outer edge of the darkness sent a bullet straight for Kate. She didn't have time to react as the bullet pierced the jar creating a giant explosion of golden orange red flames settings Kate ablaze. Her screams went barely noticed by the other still in their fights but Stiles, Derek, and Danny, who had fired the landing shoot basked in her death.

Stiles made sure to look over at Dray, who had a sick smile of pleasure on his face. Drew stood on the left and the robed person, and Camden on the right. Stiles began to race towards Derek and pulled him up out of the border of light.

"Watch him," Stiles shouted to Danny, who helped Stiles carry him behind a tree. Stiles picked up an ax from against the tree and raced back out onto the battlefield. Derek trying to move fell back into Danny's grip, the cut into his chest was still not healed enough for him to move.

As Stiles stepped back onto the battlefield he didn't even know what to do. Scott and Alison were still fighting. Matt was barely fending off Isaac, Liam, and Jackson, who had joined the attack against him. With a deep breath Stiles ran against everything his brain was telling him, and towards the robed figure and Camden once he saw the boy lying at their feet. With a warrior battle cry, Stiles raced towards them, ax raised above his head. It was so heavy that he could barely hold it, but once his adrenalin kicked in he felt as if he could do anything.

Just as Stiles got within the swinging distance the robed figure revealing their hand from under the long armed sleeve, flicked their hand Stiles fell backward losing as it came crashing into the dirt. Drew raced towards Stiles and tried to help him up, but Stiles pulled him away.

"Drew back off," Dray commanded, and he did without any challenge.

"What did you do to Derek?" Stiles screamed as he tried to pull the ax out of the ground. The robed figure's hand reached for its hood and pulled it down.

"Ms. Blake!" Stiles was shocked. She was dead; she was the Darach that kill so many in her quest for revenge against the Alpha pack.

"Why would you help him?" Stiles asked as if he had no clue.

"Dray gave me my revenge," She pushed Stiles back with another wave of her hand.

"Jennifer, do the spell," Dray order and she started chanting in some language that Stiles had no clue out.