"Kids." Sheriff Stilinski called out as he walked into Stiles' room, expecting the four teens to be awake but they were instead all asleep on the floor, surrounded in news articles about the Beacon Hills Bank. The Sheriff sighed, messing with the cuff of his jacket. "Hey, time to wake up."

After getting no response again, he groaned. "Kids!" Sheriff Stilinski yelled, this time, the four teens jumped awake. "I got to get to work. You four get to school." Will sent the man a tired thumbs up as Stephanie ripped off the paper stuck to Will's face, the boy letting out a yelp, his hand going to his face.

The Stilinski man looked at the teens before letting out a low sigh, going to leave the room but Stiles quickly shot up. "Dad! Heather?"

Stiles' dad turned his head down, making the four shrink in their spots. "No, nothing yet." As soon as the man exited the room, Stiles groaned, throwing some papers on the ground. "Ten hours and nothing."

"We're gonna find something." Scott reassured as Stephanie and Will grabbed all of the loose papers, putting them into their own little piles.

Stiles scoffed, shaking his head. "Finding something doesn't make Erica any less dead or Boyd any less about-to-be-dead."

"Well, we still have time." Scott shrugged, making Stiles slowly turn to Scott, annoyed. "Is this whole, like, 'remain optimistic in the face of complete and utter disaster' thing a part of the 'be a better Scott McCall' program?" Stiles asked as he helped Stephanie and Will pick up papers.

Scott cringed slightly, leaning back in his chair. "Uh, not if it doesn't work."

"No, it works." Stiles muttered as his eyes stared wide eyed at the news paper in his hands before he dropped it, running out of his room. "Oh, dad! Dad? Dad!"

Stephanie picked up the news article to see why Stiles freaked out and her eyes immediately went wide at none other than Sheriff Stilinski on the front page, arresting the guys who robbed the bank.

...

After Stiles had talked with his dad, he got everything he needed, he told everyone to meet at Dereks loft to go over the plan.

"Okay. You see this?" Stiles asked, pointing at the map before continuing. "This is how they got in. It's a rooftop air conditioning vent. Leads down inside into the wall of the vault, which is here. Okay?"

After everyone nodded, Stiles continued. "One of the robbers was lowered into this shaft. Now, that space is so small, it took him about 12 hours to drill into that wall, which is stone, by the way. Then throughout the rest of the night, they siphoned the cash up to the guys  back on the roof through that one little shaft in the wall. Boom."

"Can we fit in there?" Scott asked and Stiles sighed, nodding his head. "Yes, we can, but very, very barely. And they also patched the wall, obviously. So we're gonna need a drill of some kind. I'm thinking maybe a diamond bit-" "Look, forget the drill." Derek interrupted, making Stiles and Will's brows furrow as everyone looked to the man

"Sorry?" Stiles asked and Derek shrugged. "If I go in first, how much space do I have?" Will let out an awkward chuckle, turning his whole body to Derek. "What are you gonna do, man? You gonna punch through the wall?"

After not getting an answer from Derek, Will shrank. "Oh... He's gonna punch throw the wall." Stiles sighed, turning to Derek. "Okay, okay, big guy. Let's see it. Let's see that fist. Big, old fist. Make it, come on. Get it out there. Don't be scared. Big, bad wolf. Yeah, look at that."

Derek put up his fist and Stiles quickly grabbed, putting his own hand a few inches away. "Okay, see this? That's maybe 3 inches of room to gather enough force to punch through solid co-" Derek punched Stiles' hand, making the boy fall back into Will who quickly caught him before he fell.

"Ah! Ah! He could do it." Stiles said as Stephanie rolled her eyes, turning to Derek who smirked at Stiles. "I'll get through the wall. Who's following me down?"

Stephanie immediately went to raise her hand and Derek quickly shook his head, pointing at her. "Put your hand down."

Stephanie's jaw dropped, looking at Derek offended. "What? Why not?"

Derek sighed, crossing his arms. "Because, if what Deaton said the other night is true, we don't know what could happen around Boyd and Erica." Derek said, making sure to leave out the word, 'kill', knowing it would upset her and knowing that the rest of the people in the room besides Isaac had yet to know her true powers.

Stephanie bit her lip angrily before mumbling a  'fine.' Derek held a triumphant smile as he turned to Peter who sat on the stairs. Peter instantly had a double take at Derek looking at him and quickly shook his head. "Don't look at me. I'm not up to fighting speed yet, and honestly, With Isaac out of commission, and you not even letting Stephanie go for whatever reason... You're not looking at very good odds for yourself."

Derek rolled his eyes, pushing himself off the table. "So I'm supposed to just let them die?" Peter tilted his head to the side, pursing his lips. "One of them is already dead."

"We don't know that!" Derek screamed, making Peter straighten up, looking at Derek as if he was crazy. "Do I have to remind you what we're up against here? A pack of alphas. All of them, killers. And if that's not enough to scare your testicles back into your stomach, try to remember that two of them combine bodies to form one giant alpha. I'm sure Erica and Boyd were sweet kids. They're gonna be missed."

"Could someone kill him again, please?" Stiles asked and Will raised his hand, pointing to Stiles in agreement.

Peter glared at the two boys before turning back to his nephew. "Derek, seriously? Not worth the risk." Derek sighed, turning to Scott who was on the other side of Stiles and Will. "What about you?"

Stiles turned to Derek, nodding his head. Yeah, if you want us to com-" "Not you and Will." Derek interrupted, making Stiles shut his mouth quickly, turning to Scott who kept his eyes on the plans. "I don't know about Erica. But if Boyd's still alive, We have to do something. We have to try."

"But?" Stephanie asked, sensing that was the next word coming out of his mouth. Scott turned to her with furrowed brows. "Who's the other girl? The one locked in there with Boyd?"

...

"I can't take waiting around like this, you know? It's nerve-racking. My nerves are racked. They're severely racked. Racked." Stiles mumbled as he stood in front of the loft windows.

"If you say racked one more time, I'm gonna hit you." Stephanie mumbled, trying to sleep as her and Isaac sat on the couch; Stephanie resting her head on Isaac's shoulder while Isaac rested his head on Stephanies.

Peter pointed to Stephanie in agreement. "I could beat you unconscious and wake you when it's over." Stiles ignored the two, turning to Will who laid on the spiral stairs. "You think Erica's really dead?"

Will looked up at Stiles sadly, shrugging as Peter groaned. "You think I really care?"

Stiles again ignored the man as he paced in front of the window. "I just... I don't understand the bank, though, okay? Wha... like, why wouldn't they chain them up in some underground lair or something? They're an alpha pack, right? So shouldn't they have a lair?"

Will immediately sat up, pointing at Stiles with a small smile growing on his face. "A lair sounds awesome!" Peter opened his eyes, looking at the two boys and scoffed. "They're werewolves, not bond villains."

Stiles turned to Will, snapping his fingers as if he was thinking of an idea before he snapped for the last time, pointing at Will ."Wait a sec. Wait a sec. Maybe they're living there. You know? Like, maybe the bank vault reminds them of their little wolf dens."

"Wolf dens?" Peter asked and Stephanie stifled a laugh, making Isaac hold back a chuckle as well.

Stiles turned to Peter with furrowed brows. "Yeah, wolf dens. Where do you live?" Peter sighed, looking up at the ceiling. "In an underground network of caves hidden deep in the woods."

Will's jaw dropped as his eyes grew wide, staring at the man. "Whoa, really?" Peter looked at Will and groaned. "No, you idiots. I have an apartment downtown."

Stephanie felt Isaac chuckle under her, making her hide her face into his shoulder as Stiles sucked in a breath of air, shaking his head and pointing at Peter. "Okay, fine, but still, that just proves that there's something up with the bank."

Will nodded, throwing his hand to his hair as he shut his eyes, trying to think. "And why wait around for the full moon, huh? Why not just kill them whenever they want to?"

"Maybe they think it's poetic." Peter mumbled and Stephanie groaned, giving up on the idea of getting sleep as Will turned to Peter, growing annoyed. "They've already had... what? Three full moons to be poetic."

"And while those two over there have been quiet... you two have only had one full hour to be so anno-" Peter cut himself off, sitting up straighter on the couch, making Stephanie and Isaac slowly look to him.

Stiles sarcastically nodded his head at Peter, gesturing for him to keep on talking. "No, go ahead, finish what you were saying. We're an... We're annoying. What were you gonna say there?"

"What are the walls made of?" Peter asked, getting up and walking towards the table with all the information on the bank.

Will's brows furrowed as he and Stiles followed after Peter and Stephanie and Isaac got off the couch, walking towards them. "What? Uh... I don't know, like, wood and brick or..."

Peter shook his head, looking down. "No, the vault, the vault, the walls, What are they made out of? Where would it say that?"

He quickly looked around the blueprints of the bank and shook his head, turning to Stiles. "Doesn't say anything. Where... where would it say the materials, the type of stone?"

Stiles perked up, running to his backpack in the corner of the room. "Ohoh, hang on. Yeah, here, hang on. Here. It's gotta be in there." Stiles muttered, placing the huge pile of papers on the table.

Peter quickly split the pile into five, handing each person their own pile. "Look for what the vaults made of..." Peter mumbled and the four teens quickly nodded, looking through their piles.

...

Stephanie flipped through the pages in her pile, not finding anyhting on the materials of the walls when suddenly, Will let out a loud yelp. "I got it! There, that's it!" The four ran over to Will, looking at the page. Peter's brows furrowed at the material. "Hecatolite."

Will slowly turned to Peter, swallowing the lump in his throat. "Is that awful?" Stiles nodded with Will, turning to Peter. "That sounds awful."

"Get 'em on the phone. Call them. Now!" Peter yelled and Will was the quickest one to pull out his phone, dialing Scott's number as Stiles turned to Peter in confusion. "Okay, why?

"Cause Boyd and that girl aren't gonna kill each other. They're gonna kill Derek and Scott." Peter mumbled, making the rooms eyes grow wide as Will put the phone on speaker.

Isaac and Stephanie quickly turned to each other with wide eyes. Isaac tilted his head, letting out a small breath. "It's a good thing you didn't go."

After a few rings, Scott finally answered Will.

"Will, now is not the best time." Scott's voice whispered and Will quickly shook his head even though Scott couldn't see him. "Scott! Scott! No, listen to me, okay?Look, you gotta get outta there. Look, the walls
of the vault are made with something called hecatolite."

"It scatters the moonlight." Stiles added.

"What does that mean?" Scott asked and the group could faintly hear growls and Derek mumble. "We're here to get you out, okay?"

Stephanie groaned, walking closer to the phone. "Look, it keeps the moonlight out, okay? They haven't felt the full moon in months."

"Okay, think of it like the gladiators in the Roman Colosseum. They used to starve the lions for three days, making them more vicious, more out of control. Deucalion has kept them from shifting for three full moons, Diminishing their tolerance to it."  Peter said as Isaac stepped up. "Scott, they're gonna be stronger..."

"More savage, more bloodthirsty." Stephanie added as Peter silently groaned. "Scott, They're the lions. They're the starved lions, and you and Derek just stepped into the Colosseum." Peter said and the five were met with low growls.

"No. No! Wait!" Scott screamed and the roaring of the werewolves grew louder through the phone. "Scott? Scott, are you there!?" Stephanie yelled but was only met with a long beep after the call ended.

—There will be quite a few scenes that Isaac are not in that i will put him in for fun soooooo yes✨

idk if you guys have noticed this but anytime one of the Hale men tells Stiles to do something, he always says "what" or "why" and Will just DOES IT like no questions asked and i- i think it's funny he's like "i don't want to upset the werewolf mennn"

also....
CAN WE TAKE A MINUTE TO APPRECIATE YOUNG IAN BOHEN BECAUSE OH MY-