Chapter 109: Ch. 100 - THE WOLVES OF WAR

Amara's outfit:

Chapter One Hundred

⚔ The Wolves Of War ⚔

Scott, hiding behind a stone support column, looks around the corner for a brief moment to find Lydia, Amara and Malia hiding behind a crate. Scott went to run over to them but is forced to move back to avoid being hit by gunfire, which just broke the cement covering the corner he was just standing behind.

Deucalion is desperately trying to crawl away to safety, and Peter has just rushed from behind another support column to behind a steel barrel in hopes of it holding up better against the Hunters' ammunition.

Malia and Amara, ducked down as far as they can behind a create, tries to hold the wooden box still so Lydia, who is covering her ears to minimize the trauma to her enhanced sense of hearing, remains safe.

A hunter found Scott's hiding spot and was about to shoot him, much to Scott's panic, until suddenly, Stiles' Jeep speeds through the road in front of the shipyard and forcefully hits the Hunter so hard he flies backward. Scott, stunned, looks at Stiles, who gives him a relieved-yet-exasperated look.

"You didn't think you were doing this without me, did ya?" He asked and before Scott can process his best friend's arrival, Derek appears next to the Jeep and smirks at him, "Without us?" He asked making Amara's eyes widen. Not waiting for a response, Derek immediately lets out his fangs, claws, and glowing blue eyes before roaring and launching himself into the fray, allowing him to easily take down two Hunters in midair.

Since Derek's intervention has tilted the fight in their favor, Malia gets out of her hiding spot and rushes toward a Hunter, shoving him hard against the chain-link fence behind him. Without pausing, Malia, using her newly-taught sightless acuity, senses a Hunter behind her and pirouettes before slashing him across the chest several times with her claws. Finally, Malia runs backward to kick the first Hunter in the head, easily knocking him out.

Near the parking lot, Peter has just shoved a Hunter against one of the stone support columns; though the Hunter blocks his first strike, Peter manages to land a second one before kneeing him in the head. Once that threat has been eliminated, Peter, with his glowing blue eyes and fangs out, roars in glee and goes to find another Hunter to fight.

Amara quickly ran out and wrapped her arm around a hunter's neck before kicking his legs out from under him. She held her hands out right as a couple hunters ran up to her and her eyes turned flashed yellow-red. The guns they were holding slowly started to glow a red hot before the men yelled out in pain, dropping the guns as they burned their hands.

Amara wasted no time, grabbing one if the men by his hair, slamming their head down on a creat. She let his body fall to the ground as she grabbed the other man's arm, twisting it around his back until she heard a snap. The man cried out in pain before she tossed him to the side. All of the sudden there was a gunshot behind her making her turn around right as a man fell to the ground to reveal her mother holding up a gun.

"I thought I taught you better than to not watch your back." Makena said and Amara just shrugged slightly, "I was busy." She said.

Derek slammed another of Monroe's men onto the ground like a sack of potatoes, which leads Monroe to realize that they're outmatched. She runs toward her SUV with the rest of the Hunters who are conscious and not badly injured before they drive away.

Once they're gone, Amara walked over to where Lydia and Stiles stood behind a column. "I can't believe that you didn't tell me about any of this. Not a word! Not a single word!" Stiles said dramatically as Amara grabbed Lydia's hand. "We had reasons." Lydia said and Amara nodded, "Pretty damn good ones too." She said before they all meet up and join Scott, who had been trying his best to keep Deucalion alive, to no avail.

Deucalion's breaths become more and more shallow as he gently thrusts his hand on top of Scott's, a trickle of blood dripping from his mouth. Scott, knowing deep down that Deucalion won't survive, looks devastated as he makes eye contact and listens to what he has to say.

"Gerard... What he f-f-fears most... He can't... beat you..." He said weakly as he slowly runs out of air and time, though he chuckles as if almost in amusement when he realizes how this war ends, smiling in spite of himself. "...And he knows it." Before Deucalion can say more, his eyes go glassy, his breathing stops, and his hand slips out of Scott's own, confirming his death.

Scott, with tears in his eyes, exhales in disappointment as the others gather closely around him. "It's really started, hasn't it?" Malia asked and Stiles frowned, "What's started?" He asked and Scott stands to his feet, though he doesn't immediately take his eyes off of Deucalion's body.

"It's an all-out war."

When Scott finally turns to look at the rest of his friends, he suddenly remembers that Derek has re-joined them for the first time in over a year and looks at him in shock. Noticing Scott's line of sight, Avalon, Malia, Lydia and Peter all turn to look at Derek as well as Amara walked forward and hugging her cousin tightly, though Peter rolls his eyes in the background and sighs before he turns toward his nephew.

"As much as I enjoy the impromptu family reunion, what are you doing here?" Peter said and Derek and Amara break apart before Derek and Scott patted each other on the shoulder in a brotherly fashion. "I found a pack slaughtered in Brazil. There were two words written in blood on the wall- Beacon Hills." He said and Scott glanced back at Deucalion's body for a moment before turning back to Derek with a surprised look on his face. "You came back for Beacon Hills?" He asked and Derek gave him a look, "No- I came back for you."

Scott looks at Derek gratefully and smiles at him before suddenly, the police radio in Stiles' Jeep starts to chirp and beep. After a moment, Gerard's voice is heard through the speakers, and the pack follows Scott and Stiles to the Jeep.

Scott gets into the passenger seat while Stiles gets into the driver's seat, while the others circle around the open windows to hear what Gerard has to say. Ever the literary scholar, Gerard recites an modified excerpt from Shakespeare's play Julius Caesar, which is spoken by Mark Antony.

"Blood and destruction / And dreadful objects so familiar / All pity choked with custom of fell deeds / And Caesar's spirit, ranging for revenge / With Ate by his side come hot from hell / Shall in these confines with a monarch's voice... Do you know the rest, Scott? Do you know your Shakespeare?"

Scott looks up at Derek, who is standing outside of the passenger door of the Jeep who nods to indicate that he knows the answer. Scott picks up the radio microphone and hands it to Derek, who finishes the quote, "Cry "Havoc!" and let slip the dogs of war..."

"War, indeed. Welcome back, Derek. You must all be feeling rather nostalgic. Are you pleased with the little family reunion I've gathered around you, Scott?"

Scott can't help but roll his eyes, albeit with a grim expression on his face, before he responds, "Yeah, why don't you come join us, and I can thank you in person." He said but Gerard ignores this comment in favor of continuing to make his point.

"I even have a few visitors for you... from London. Even someone like Jackson Whittemore couldn't resist coming back to Beacon Hills." Gerard says making Amara and Lydia's eyes widen, "Say "Hello," Jackson!" He said but all they head was the sound of Jackson's screaming. Lydia squeezed her eyes shut and Amara grabbed her hand while everyone else looked horrified.

"Do it again, old man! Come a little closer- I'm gonna shove that thing so far up your ass!"

"He's lost none of his charm, has he? You can find him here with us at the armory, Scott. In fact, I'm going to tell you where to find all of them. Your deputy Hellhound met some friends of his while responding to a call from Eichen House. Your father was on his way back from San Francisco with the goal of entering the fight... But he didn't get far. You might want to tell your mother to skip her shift at the hospital tonight. Liam and his friends are there now. Optimistic of them, but woefully ill-advised. This is how you wage war, Scott."

"A strategic positioning of your army against theirs. Which is why you will come to me. You will try to save as many as you can, and you might even save a few. But, your limited resources will be spread thin, and ultimately, you will fail." Scott, overwhelmed by what he's hearing, grimaces and sighs as he squeezes his eyes closed for a moment, clutching the radio so tightly that he nearly crushes it.

"The dogs of war, Scott... They're coming for you."

⚔

Lydia flipped the animal clinic sign on the door from "OPEN" to "CLOSED" before joining Scott, Malia, Derek, Makena, Amara and Stiles in the exam room, where they are gathered around the metal exam table as Stiles and Derek begin to explain how they are involved in the situation.

"So, literally day one of my internship, and up comes this slide about this guy they've been chasing in the woods of North Carolina." Stiles explained making Amara furrows her brows, "I thought you were in South America." She said and he nodded.

"I was. The bodies of the wolves I told you about? They blame me." He said and Stiles nodded, "So, I learn that the FBI has cornered this feral, mass murdering unsub-" Stiles started to explain again but Derek cuts him off with a look and his own version of the story.

"I found a group of Hunters gathering in a meeting place. I was trying to get information." He said and Stiles rolls his eyes before finishing his thought, "Yeah, well, the FBI found it, too, and they were planning a SWAT assault to take him down, dead or alive."

Stiles looks over to see Amara raising her eyebrows in amusement, clearly humoring him, while both Scott and Malia are looking at Stiles and Derek with wide eyes. While Makena and Lydia looked like they didnt believe anything Stiles said.

"And, as we all know, though, with Derek, it's preferably dead." He said and Derek is taken aback by this comment at first before finally shrugging, acknowledging the truth in Stiles' words as the debate continues on. "Preferably." He said and Stiles ignores Derek in favor of moving on with the story.

"So, I convinced them to take me on the field op." He said and Scott and Malia are still looking at Stiles and Derek with shock and confusion, while Makena's expression is both incredulous and impressed by what she's hearing as she crossed her arms. "You convinced the FBI to bring an intern onto an extremely dangerous field operation?" Makena asked and Derek rolls his eyes sarcastically, "I'm surprised he didn't convince them he could lead it." He said.

"I tried- didn't work." Stiles said completely serious making Amara hum while Stiles shakes his head slightly before getting to the point, "Anyway, long story short, I basically had to, you know, save his life." Stiles said making Derek look at him with a mixture of exasperation and offense at what he is implying.

"That's not how it happened." Derek said and Stiles scoffed, "Yeah, I may have left out a detail, but that's the gist of it." He said defensively. He looks over at the others- Amara has her eyebrows raised while nodding skeptically, Scott and Malia look impressed and Lydia and Makena doesn't believe it at all. "That's the essential essence of it."

"You couldn't walk." Derek said and Stiles scoffs before trying to save face in an awkward tone of voice, "I was limping." He said. "You couldn't walk- and I know that because I was carrying you." Derek said and Stiles looks at Derek as though he is hurt by his interpretation of their story before scoffing and giving his rebuttal.

"They shot my toe! You wanna see it?" He asked and Derek rolls his eyes and looks at Amara, Lydia, Scott, Malia and Makena with an expression that seems to say, "You see what I had to deal with?'. "My toe was caught in the crossfire! It was  obliterated!" Stiles said and Lydia looks at him exasperatedly, "Okay, forget your toe." She said making Stiles look at her offended.

"Obliterated..." He mumbled and looked over at Scott, who sighs and tries to redirect the conversation back to the task at hand. "Guys, it's not just the Hunters- we've got another problem." Scott said and Makena sighed and nodded, "It's called the Anuk-ite. It can get into your head, and it can make you see things." She said and Stiles furrowed his brows, "What does it look like?" He asked. "It used to look like two ordinary people... But, somehow, they merged." Lydia explained and Stiles looks very unsettled by what he's hearing.

"All we know is it's made of two faces- one human, the other supernatural." Amara said and Scott nodded, "It's a shapeshifter, just like us." He said as he jerks his head in Malia's direction to indicate that he's referring to himself, Malia, Amara and Derek.

"But it knows what you're afraid of- what you fear most." Scott said and Malia nodded, "And now it can kill you just by looking at you." She said making Stiles frown. "Okay, so you're telling me that we've gotta go up against this thing blind and face our deepest fear?" He asked and Amara nodded.

"Yeah. Why, what do you fear most?" She asked and Stiles pursed his lips, "Blindness." He said and Derek looks amused and incredulous by this answer. "Becoming blind?" He asked and Stiles nodded, "Yeah, terrified of it. Always have been." He said and Makena hummed slightly before furrowing her brows.

"Really?" She asked and he shrugged, "Yeah, but this just seems to be a situation of unfortunate overlap." He said and they all nodded before Scott turns the conversation back to their next move.

"Lydia, Amara, you guys and Stiles need to find Argent. Get to the armory and rescue Jackson." Scott said and Lydia sighed. "I don't think we have time to wait for him. I've gotten through those doors once anyway, I can do it again." Lydia said and Amara pointed at her girlfriend and nodded. "And I'm in the mood for a fight." Amara said and Stiles, looking at them incredulously, interjects before they can continue.

"Can we slow it down just for one second to make sure I'm grasping this? So, we're talking about actually doing this? We're gonna do exactly what Gerard wants us to? Is that right?" He asked and Scott nodded, "I think that if we stop the Anuk-ite, we stop it all." He said and Derek furrowed his brows.

"Stopping this thing can stop Gerard and the Hunters?" Derek asked and Scott sighed softly, "Not all of them are Hunters." He said and Derek raised his eyebrows. "No, he's right. Most of them are ordinary people acting out of fear." Amara said and Scott nodded and sighed, "Monroe's not gonna change... But I think that we can reach the others. Most of them, actually."

"The Anuk-ite is causing them to come from a place of fear." Lydia said and Derek shrugged and nodded, "Well, fear's pretty motivating, especially when it leads to anger." He said and Scott nodded. "And I think that if we can take out the fear, we can take out the fight in them, too. They're afraid of us, but they don't have to be. They just have to change their minds."

"We have to change their minds."

"Okay. We can face the Anuk-ite. We can try to fight it blind. We can try to face our fears. But, we still need to know how to catch it." Malia said and looks at Scott with a serious expression, "Yeah, we'll figure that out. We always do." He said and Derek smiled softly.

"Well, it's nice to see someone hasn't lost their optimism." He said and Scott smiles weakly at him, "Not yet." He said. Stiles, who stares off into the distance for a moment, bitterly interjects, "I have." He said Makena sighed before turning to Scott. "We will buy you time, Scott. I'll get Stilinski and go to Eichen for Parrish." Makena said and Lydia nodded. "Who knows? Maybe Jackson has the answer." She said and Malia nodded.

"Maybe Argent will come back with one." Malia said and Scott looked at her and Derek, "You two, you're with me. And we need Peter- anyone who can help stop this thing, or slow it down." He said before looking at Malia, and the two share an affectionate expression.

"Where are we headed?" Malia asked, "The high school." Scott said and Derek raised his eyebrows. "That's where we're gonna find this thing?" He asked and Scott looked at him and shook his head.

"No. It'll find us."

⚔

Jackson, now free from his restraints but still covered in blood on his face, neck, and arms from being tortured, is slowly and quietly making his way through the armory, ducking behind corners to ensure he's not spotted before he's ready to fight. He comes upon a steel door at the end of a hall and presses his head close to it to sense how many people are on the other side.

After hearing what sounds like three or four sets of heartbeats, Jackson backs away from the door, taking deep breaths to prepare for another battle. However, before he can do so, a groaning sound is heard before gunfire starts to go off.

Alarmed, Jackson jumps back a step, only to hear the rest of the noises covered up by a shrill Banshee scream. Before Jackson can wonder what has just happened, the door is kicked open, revealing Stiles standing on the other side. Neither one seemed to be expecting the other, and they are both surprised and awkward with each other.

"Jackson?"

"Stiles?"

Standing behind Stiles is Lydia, who can't believe who she's seeing, "Jackson?" She asked and Stiles steps out of the doorway when Jackson's eyes widen in shock at the sight of her. Lydia runs through the open door and squeals as she jumps into Jackson's arms and hugs him tightly.

"Oh my god! It's you! It's really you!" She said and Jackson laughs as he hugs her back. Stiles glanced back and frowned slightly, "Where did Amara go?" He asked making Lydia pull away from Jackson and look back, "She was right behind us-" She said but then all if the sudden a body on fire went flying through the other room followed by Amara walking in.

"I did not mean to use that much fire... I swear on... nothing because that was a lie." Amara said, smiling sheepishly when Lydia shot her a look. "Jackass! Nice to see you. Guess what." Amara said before smirking and wrapping her arm around Lydia's shoulders, "I stole your ex-girlfriend." Amara said making Lydia roll her eyes and pinch Amara's arm.

"Hey! It's a big milestone, let me brag about it."

"You did that?" Jack asked and Lydia looked back at the unconscious Hunters and takes credit for the assault with a smile, "I did it." Lydia said and Amara smiled proudly. Jackson looks impressed by how powerful Lydia has become in his absence and Stiles, offended to not be included in the won battle, can't help but interject.

"I kicked down the door." He said and Amara looked at him in amusement and patted his arm. "Now that we've all contributed, you wanna get the hell out of here, huh?" Stiles asked and Jackson looks at the three of them with concern. "Not without Ethan." He said before walking past them as he heads through the open door.

The three look look at each other surprised and confused, "Ethan? What's Ethan doing here?" Amara asked and Jackson stopped walking and turns to face them before he sighs, "He's with me." He said. "He's with you?" Lydia asked confused and it's clear that the topic of conversation is moving into uncomfortable territory for Jackson, though he manages to keep his cool. "Yes. Me."

"Ethan?"

"Yes. Ethan."

"And... you..."

"Ethan?"

"Yeah." Jackson said and Amara hummed slightly while Lydia and Stiles finally caught on. "Oh... my... god." Lydia said and Jackson looked worried about what Lydia's reaction is going to be, "I thought you'd never figure it out." Lydia said making Jackson chuckle and shake his head slightly while Amara stepped forward.

"You know, when I told you to suck a dick, I didn't mean literally." Amara said making Jackson give her a look, "Proud of you though." Amara said, patting his shoulder making him roll his eyes. "Can we go find him now?" He asked and Amara nodded, "Yeah." Amara said and they went to start walking but Stiles phone rang. "Oh, hang on." Stiles said as he pulled his phone out and answers it when he sees that it is Scott who is calling him, "Yeah?" He asked after putting Scott on speaker.

"Are you still at the armory?"

"We are. Leaving momentarily, though."

"There's something I need you to get first."

While Stiles went to get what Scott asked for, Lydia, Amara and Jackson went to go find Ethan.

Ethan is on his hands and knees in the armory, panting from exhaustion and pain when Amara, Jackson and Lydia finally find him. "How did you get out before me?" Ethan asked and Jackson puts a reassuring hand on Ethan's arm, clearly relieved to have found him alive, and tries to play it cool by lying. "Well, I talked my way out of it." He said and Ethan rolled his eyes before giving him an exasperated look, "You used the tail, didn't you?" He asked.

Jackson smile falls after being called out by his boyfriend, and Amara raised her eyebrows. "You still have a tail?" She asked and Ethan simply shakes his head, "So gross." He said. Jackson sighs and rolled his eyes before beckoning Ethan forward and standing to his feet, "Can you just get up?" He asked as he holds out his hand to help Ethan to his feet.

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Amara, Lydia, Ethan, and Jackson walk into the highschool where the others are and they slowly approach the main doors to the entrance hall. Lydia and Amara leads them inside, quietly opening the double doors, while Ethan and Jackson follow behind them, all of them on high alert for the Anuk-ite and/or the Hunters.

"Remember, you can't look at it- you have to fight it blind." Lydia whispered, "How about we don't fight it. Just get our friends, and get the hell out of here." Ethan suggested and Jackson shrugged slightly.

"Works for me." He said and Amara pursed her lip, "I wanted to fight it but okay." She mumbled.

Suddenly, the four of them are hit with the effects of the Anuk-ite's fear aura, which is so strong that all of them stumble to stay standing, as though it is affecting their sense of equilibrium and ability to see clearly while also making them immensely terrified.

"It's here, close your eyes." Amara said as she grabbed Lydia's hand, the girls both closing their eyes. "Lydia-" Jackson goes to say but Lydia ignores him and repeats Amara, "Shut your eyes!" She said. Unlike the others, Amara had a better time blindly navigating due to her senses being stronger than others since shes an evolved Werewitch.

"Don't let go of me." Amara whispered to Lydia who nodded squeezing Amara's hand while also grabbing her arm as Amara held her other arm out slightly. Amara led Lydia down the hallway easily but after a minute they had separated from Jackson and Ethan. "Where are we going?" Lydia whispered lowly as Amara paused slightly and held her hand bit.

"Here." She said as she grabbed a door handle before opening the door and leading Lydia in. She quickly shut the door and listened for a moment, "It's safe." She said before opening her eyes and looking at Lydia. Lydia opened her eyes as well and sighed in relief before during around.

However, when they turn their eyes widen as they find that Malia has been seen by the Anuk-ite and has since been petrified into stone. "She's not dead is she? Please tell me she isnt dead." Lydia asked and Amara focused on her head before shaking her head. "I can still hear her heart beating. But I don't know how long it'll last. But we should probably stay here, she's basically prime estate for hunters." She said and Lydia nodded.

"You didn't get hurt during that shoot out or the armory, did you?" Amara asked, turning to Lydia while grabbing her arm and Lydia shook her head. "I'm okay." Lydia said and Amara nodded slightly, while wrapping her arm around Lydia and kissing the top of her head.

All if the sudden the sound of cracking made then look over at Malia as it seemed like an outer shell of stoke started break and crumble as Malia sucked in a deep breath. "They actually did it... You alright?" Amara asked and Malia looked at them and nodded.

⚔

Malia made her way into the library, where Amara, Lydia, Stiles and Derek have gathered around Scott, who is laying weakly on the main staircase. When Malia sees what happened to him, she immediately rushes to his side as Stiles stands and gives her space.

"Scott?" She asked worriedly, glanced at the others before returning her attention to Scott, "He's not healing? Scott, what happened to your eyes?" Malia asked and Scott looked at her apologetically.

"I had to. I'm sorry." He said and Amara looks at him in concern, "Scott, you have to heal. If your eyes stay like this much longer, the damage is gonna be permanent." Amara said. Stiles becomes worried about Scott at this news, and Malia squeezes Scott's shoulder reassuringly, "Come on, Scott, concentrate."

"I'm trying... It's not working. I can't focus." Scott said panickedly and Malia cradles Scott's face in her hands as she tries to help him heal. "Hey! Hey, look at me! Yes, you can! Just concentrate!" She said and between the pain of his eye's injuries and the pressure of the need to focus in order to heal them, Scott begins hyperventilating.

"I can't- I can't- I can't do it." He said and Malia nodded softly, "Yes, you can. Scott, please, just look at me." She said.

Amara grabbed Lydia's hand, intertwining their fingers making Lydia look at her before realization crossed over her features. "Malia?" She said making Malia looks back at her, Scott's face still held in her hands. "Kiss him." She said, looking away from Amara to Malia, who looks at Lydia as though she's lost her mind, "What?"

"Kiss him."

Malia turns back to Scott, licking her lips anxiously as she looks how badly his eyes are injured before leaning forward and gently kissing him. Scott reaches up with his left hand and places it gently on where she has her own hand holding his jaw.

After a long moment, she pulls away, and Scott carefully opens his eyes to reveal that they are healing in a burst of Alpha-red light. Malia and the others let out a sigh of relief before Scott, looking at Malia with adoration, leans forward and kisses her again.

⚔

"They ran that night. Gerard put guns in people's hands, but a lot less than they thought were actually willing to use them. More people know our secret now, but more of them are on our side. They weren't afraid of us anymore. Now we have allies who used to be enemies. We have protectors. We have friends willing to fight for us." Scott explains to Alec who looks despondent and confused. "Kay, Alec... The people who are hunting you? They've got a leader. Her name is Monroe, and she's got a lot of followers."

"Like, what? Hundreds?" Alec asked and Scott looks at Alec with a serious expression, "Thousands- all over the world."

"So what are we doing here?"

"We're meeting up with some people who can help us. Some of them are always with us, others come when we need them. But, tonight... We need everyone we can get." Scott says and Alec is suddenly distracted by the arrival of the Jeep pulling up to them and watches as Stiles got out of it to join them. Amara's bike pulled up and a second later she and Lydia got took their helmets off while getting off the bike, smiling at Scott and Alec.

Next is Derek, driving his new Camaro, and Malia, in her Toyota with Liam and they all get out to greet them as well. Malia makes eye contact with Scott and gives him an affectionate smile while Alec looks back at Scott with a questioning expression, "Are they all... different?"

"Some of them are." Scott looks back at Malia, who smirks playfully. "Some can do things you'd never believe. And others might only be human-" Scott gestures at Stiles, who smiles. "But they make up for it by being really smart." Scott gestures to Lydia, who nods back at him. "Or really good in a fight." Scott said looking over at Amara who winked at them as she wrapped her arm around Lydia's shoulders.

"Who are they?" Scott smiles at Alec at the thought of the answer before turning to giving Derek a look who smiled at him. "My friends. My pack. And you can be with us, if you want. But you're going to have to fight."

"Against Monroe?"

"And everyone that follows her." He nodded and Alec looks at Scott with fear in his eyes. "She said she'd find me. That she'd hunt me down and kill me. She didn't care how old I was. She said I was a monster." Scott looks at Alec affectionately, remembering a similar conversation he had with Liam before he speaks.

"You're not a monster. You're a Werewolf." He says, his eyes glowing bright red, "Like me." Scott looks over at Liam, who smiles proudly in response, before beckoning Alec to follow him.

Scott walks over to the others to make his introduction, and Derek smiles with pride as well as he follows after him. Scott puts his arms around Stiles' shoulders while Lydia wraps her arm around Amara's waist. Alec, now excited to meet everyone, quickly rushes over.

They smiled at each other as Malia joins them at Scott's side, and Liam is the first to approach Alec to talk to him as all eight of them walk into the proverbial sunset.