Here's chapter 6 peeps. And yes it connects back to the original plotline like I promised. Hope you like it.

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"So, the Walcott's were the first. At least the first that we know about. Four murders. Sean, his brother, and their parents. They were killed by a professional assassin called The Mute. Weapon of choice, a military tomahawk. But then The Mute was killed by Peter Hale after he tried to blow up Derek with a Claymore mine. Next was Demarco. He delivered a keg to the party at Lydia's lake house. And got decapitated outside his car" Stiles said.

"And then last night, 23-year-old Carrie Hudson" I added.

"It's a dead pool. A hit list of supernatural creatures. This is only part of it. The rest still has to be decoded" Scott informed the sheriff as we talked around his desk. He looked at the paper filled with names of supernatural creatures. Luckily, I wasn't on there.

"Who found this list?" Sheriff asked.

"Lydia" Stiles and I said in unison.

"How?"

"She wrote it. Actually, she transcribed it" Stiles said.

"Of course, without realizing it" I added.

"Banshee?"

"Banshee" Stiles confirmed. One new thing learned; Lydia equals Banshee.

"Beautiful" Sheriff muttered, "All right, what are these numbers next to the names?" He asked.

"We're getting to that. First, you need to know that the code was broken with a cipher key" Stiles said.

"Wait. You mean, like a... Like a key word?" Sheriff looked at his son questionably.

"It's actually a name" Stiles told him.

"Allison" Scott said in a wobbly voice. I looked at him concerned. I didn't know about this Allison chick but she seemed to make a huge impact on him. Hell, even them. Stiles had a distant look on his face and Sheriff Stilinski smiled sadly.

"Her name broke a third of the list" Stiles said to him.

"And now we think there's two other cipher keys" Scott told him. I chewed on my bottom lip but stopped when I heard a low growl that I would only be able to hear. I looked at Scott to see him staring at me. I smiled innocently and turned my attention back to the desk.

"Which will give us the rest of the names. Okay, so how do we get the cipher keys?" Sheriff asked. I looked up at him.

"Same way we got the code" I muttered.

"Lydia. She's been out at the lake house all weekend trying to find the other two key words" Stiles said to him.

"You didn't know about Demarco or Carrie. Hmm? And what about these other two names on the list? Uh, Kayleen Bettcher and Elias Town. They werewolves too?"

"I don't know. But Deaton said that the Nemeton would draw supernatural creatures here" Scott told him. Nemeton? It's here?

"Here being Beacon Hills? Or Beacon County? The population of Beacon Hills is just under 30,000" Sheriff told us.

"And dropping..." I blurted out. He gave me a stern look before continuing.

"But if we're talking Beacon County, then you're looking at close to 500,000. Look, how many werewolves, banshees, kitsunes and whatever the hell else is out there are we talking about? And what if the next cipher key uncovers not 12 names but 100?"

"We don't think there would be that many. There's a limit" Stiles told him. I failed to notice that I subconsciously moved closer to Scott. And he moved closer to me. One word; awkward.

"Because of the numbers. We think that once we decode the names, the numbers will add up to 117" Scott said.

"117 what?" Sheriff asked.

"117 million" I sighed. Stiles then starts writing on the piece of paper next to each name. It looked like m and k which I guess meant million and thousand.

"117 million dollars, Dad. Stolen from the Hale vault and is being used by someone to finance all these murders" Stiles said.

"Someone who wants every supernatural in Beacon Hills dead" Scott told him.

"So the coded list goes out. And somehow these professional assassins get that list" Sheriff summed up.

"And a cipher key" Stiles said.

"And then they go after the names on the list. They being killers with no mouths, tomahawks, thermo-cut wires that can take your head off" Sheriff Stilinski says. Stiles starts looking through the photos on the desk.

"Let me see. Carrie was also stabbed. What's this mark?" Stiles asks pointing the the girls chest.

"We're not sure yet. We're waiting on the ME's report" Sheriff told him. "There's one thing I don't get. How did this new assassin know that Demarco was going to be at the lake house?"

"Everyone knows he delivers kegs to teenagers for a little extra cash" Scott answered.

"Ah. So whoever ordered that keg, killed Demarco" Sheriff realized.

"Yeah, it was someone at the party" Stiles said. Me and Scott looked at each other before looking back to the Sheriff.

"A student" we said together.

*

I walked the School halls with Lydia Martin, since Scott told her to keep and eye on me. We rounded a corner when I seen the psychotic bitch. A.K.A Kira.

My hands curled into fists. My claws were protruding. I felt my eyes flash red for a second.

"Hey, you okay?" I heard Lydia ask me. I calmed down and looked at her. With a sarcastic smile,

"Just peachy" I said. I rolled my eyes and walked away down the halls, not caring if Lydia was following or not.

I ended up getting lost. Yup, and ended up around boys with their shirts off. Some were hot but not as hot as Scott. Oh what am I thinking? Speaking of the devil,

"What the hell?" I asked as Scott grabbed my arm. Sparks erupted where he was touching but I ignored them.

"I'm gonna need your help" he told me. I groaned. "You know, violence is never the answer. Use your words next time" I said sarcastically. I pushed his hand off me, instantly missing his touch.

"Sorry. Look, my friend Derek is here to do something. About Liam. I don't know what you are but I saw you fight on the roof that night. So, I'm pretty sure you can break strong sticks, right?" He said in a rushed tone.

I looked at him stunned for a moment. Okay, so he might know I'm not human but he doesn't know I'm a werewolf. Just what I needed.

"What kind of stick?" I asked with a sigh.

*

I stood behind a locker waiting. A few minutes later, I heard Liam come in breathing heavily.

"What the hell?" I hear him say. With that as a cue, I bring my knee up, banging it against the medal locker. It echoed through the room.

"Where's my stick?" Liam asks out loud. I hear the door behind me squeal open. Knowing it was Scott's friend Derek, I took that as my other cue. I pick up his stick and dragged it across another set of lockers making it make a sound of 'click'. But a million times faster. I'm very descriptive aren't I?

I look back behind me to see a very attractive male. Also known as Derek. Let's call him Mr. Sexy. He had on regular jeans, a tight fitting shirt, and a leather jacket. His bright green eyes caught my attention though.

He nodded towards me and I nodded back. Taking a quiet deep breath, I rounded the corner with Derek. I studied the lacrosse stick with little interest. I looked up at Liam with a triumphant smirk on my face.

"Is this yours?" I asked innocently. Liam looked at the stick then back up to me. Without wasting another second, I snapped it in half easily. Liam made a little visible flinch.

I made a mistake though. I just now realized the stick was medal. I didn't falter though as I threw both half's towards Liam's feet. He looked back up at us, his eyes glowing a bright gold, a growl forming in the back of his throat. He started breathing hard, his shoudlers heaving up and down. I stepped back a bit and patted Mr. Sexy's shoulder. Oh he had some good muscles.

"You got this big guy" I told him. Mr. Sexy tilted his head in a taunting manner and that ticked Liam off. He ran to Mr. Sexy fully shifted now. Before Liam could touch him, Mr. Sexy grabbed his throat and slammed him into the wall.

Liam struggled against Mr. Sexy. He bared his fangs at him which in turn, Mr. Sexy squeezed harder. Eventually Scott did his part.

"Liam" Scott said. Liam was still breathing heavily. He looks away towards the direction of Scott. He immediately calms down as Scott comes into view.

"You're right. He is angry" Mr. Sexy commented. Liam breathed deeply while staring at Mr. Sexy. Maybe he thinks he's hot too. Mr. Sexy let Liam go, who looks at Scott angrily.

"This one's yours" Scott said holding a lacrosse stick up. Who's did I break? Liam looks back to Mr. Sexy and I when the school bell rings.

"Get to class Liam" Scott says. Liam looks back at us one more, while we just raise our eyebrows together. Liam walks out defeated. I smirk while Mr. Sexy smiles. Scott must've noticed.

"What're y'all smiling about?"

"I'm smirking" I sassed. Scott gives me an amused smile while Mr. Sexy answers his question.

"You're gonna be good at this"

"Are you kidding? I-I am totally unprepared" Scott shakes his head. "Remember how you said you could teach me a few things? I think, I could use a, a, full-on traning manual"

"I'll tell you one thing. That anger he's got— it'll make him strong" Mr. Sexy says. I scoff.

"Yeah and dangerous" I chimed in.

"Very" Mr. Sexy agrees. I nodded to him and looked back at Scott who sat down.

"This was supposed to be the semester I could focus on School again", Mr. Sexy sits down next to him while I stand in front of them, "But Kate's back". With that name, my whole body tenses.

"And I've got a beta, and there's a dead pool" Scott sighed.

"If all our names are on that list, then that's what we should be focused on" Mr. Sexy tells Scott. He then looks to me. "Same goes for you. You're apart of this now. I might not know you but Scott here seems to take a liking towards you. You can't just walk away from this now, I hear their coming for you too" he tells me.

"I know. And I plan to help in any way. I just met these people but their my friends now. Some are," definitely not Kira, "but I plan to protect the one's I care about" I tell him. Mr. Sexy smiles at Scott.

"I see why you like her" He says. I don't know what he meant by that but I know I was full on blushing. And so was Scott.

"Do you think Lydia can get that second key?" Mr. Sexy asks him getting back on track.

"She's working on it" We mutter together.

*

I walk into the art room where Lydia and Malia are supposed to be. Their heads snap towards me as I saunter in.

"Don't mind me. I'm just here to keep you company" I tell them while eating my yogurt. Lydia rolls her eyes while Malia smiles at me.

Malia goes back to her textbook while Lydia closes her eyes to concentrate. I put my bookbag down, throw my yogurt away, and take my phone out. As I start typing my password in, Malia breaks the silence.

"Guys" I look at her while Lydia snaps saying, "What?" Malia doesn't say anything.

"Oh, my god, what?" Lydia looks at her while I walk over to Malia.

"Maybe we need help... From another Banshee" she tells us. I roll my eyes and look at the picture in the textbook Malia just shoved our way. It was a gold and black picture with a mummy looking thing, its mouth wide open.

"Meredith" Lydia says. I scrunch my eyebrows together.

"Who?"

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"So the player is on the team. Do you realize the danger in that? He could kill any one of us. Scott, me, Kira, and whoever else is supernatural" I tell Stiles as we walk to Coach's office.

"I know. That's why we need to find him and stop him" he tells me. We walk around the corner but I stop making Stiles bump into me. Me being the stronger one didn't budge, Stiles stumbling backwards.

"I can't go in there" I growled annoyed.

"Why not?" He asks and looks down the hall. "Because of Kira, right. Almost killed you, okay, um I'll tell her Lydia needs her and I'll signal you to come in" he told me. I nod while he goes and talks to Kira.

He catches her attention and tells her the lie. I watch as Scott looks at Stiles confused, probably hearing Stiles heart beat skip. Stiles waved at me to come.

"Hurry up, get in" he tells me once I reach them. He closes the door behind me. Scott looks at us confused.

"Why'd you need Kira to leave?" He asked us. Me and Stiles looked at each other dumbfounded before I answer him.

"Girl problems" I say. It really wasn't a lie.

Scott seem to buy it as why right now, we were pulling the plastic things of lacrosse sticks to see if there was some type of blade in them.

"This... This is pointless" I grumble.

"Most of the team play with their own gear" Scott adds.

"Maybe instead of trying to find a lacrosse stick with a hidden dagger in it, we should be trying to get the game canceled?" I suggest.

"The game's the best way to catch him red-handed" Scott tells me.

"But what if he's red-handed 'cause his hands are covered in the blood of the person that he just stabbed to death?" Stiles asks.

"Which, by the way, could be either of you guys" he points out. He starts playing with his hands again which I notice he does a lot.

"Or Liam", Scott says, "Well, we don't have the other list and he could be on it. Ariana, you could be on it even though I wouldn't know why"

"We don't know anything about that list! How it's made, how it's updated. I mean, who's been out taking a supernatural census anyway?"

"The other day, after I visited Stiles and was leaving the Hospital, a boy greeted me. He had a weird substance on his that I could only think was poison. Actual poison on his hand. I mean, how do they even know about me?" I look at them worriedly.

"They know about everyone. But do you know who it was?" Scott asks.

"Um, I-It started with a 'G' I think. I was to busy focusing on his hand. You know the part where he tried to kill me, poison me, me ending up in a bloody death" I say sarcastically.

"When you say bloody, are you using it in a British term or are you meaning 'bloody', red substance oozing out of you, bloody?" Stiles asked. I looked at him blankly.

"Really.... Really"

"I think Ariana's right. I think we should stop the game" Stiles says getting back on track.

"I'm not afraid" Scott clarifys. Stiles looks at him crazy while I turn to look at Scott who was already looking at me.

"Neither am I" I agree.

"Well, I'm terrified! And I'm not even on the list" Stiles says.

"Neither am I" I say once again. Stiles glares at me before he continues.

"Guys, these are professional killers. It's their profession" he emphasizes.

"One of them gots a thermo-cut wire that cuts heads off. Who knows what else they have?" Stiles trails off. I look to Scott, who once again, is looking at me.

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"No, no, no, no. Liam!" I hear a familiar voice say. I'm standing in the courtyard looking at the students coming off the school bus devenford prep high. I look to my right to see an angry looking Liam stomping towards the school bus.

"Brett!" he shouts. I looks at the entrance of the bus to see a jock look at Liam with a serious face.

"Ah, here we go" a dark-skinned boy says. I watched closely as Liam stands in front of the Brett boy, breathing heavily.

"I just wanted to say... Have a good game" he sticks his hand out to shake. I looked at Liam confused. Totally thought there was a fight gonna happen.

Brett laughs and looks at his peers. He turns back to Liam.

"That's cute, Liam. Is that what they told you to say in anger management? Apologize and everything's fine?" This is so not helping Liam. "You demolished coach's car"

"I paid for it" Liam says in a hard voice.

"Yeah, you're going to pay for it. We're gonna brake you in half out there" Brett threatens.

"Ahhh shit" I mutter lowly getting amused stares from a few people surrounding me. I slowly start making my way to Liam who's heartbeat is increasing.

"And it's gonna be all your fault" Brett finishes. I looked down to Liam's hands to see blood dripping out. I run forward, noticing Scott doing the same on the other side. But I get there before he does.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, let's go" I say as I push Liam backwards and into Scott. I stay with Stiles to ease the tension.

"Hey, what's going on prep students?" Stiles greets them. "Welcome, to our little public high school. How you doing?" He asks. He sticks his hand out but Brett doesn't shake it.

"Hm, well that's Stiles and I'm Ariana. That's a very firm handshake you got there. Uh, we're very excited for scrimmage tonight" I said.

"Uh, but let's keep it clean, all right? No rough stuff out there. All right, see you on the field" Stiles says and pulls me away. I quickly wave and follow Stiles.

"That almost turned into World War III" I muttered. Stiles looked at me with a distraught face.

"I know. This is gonna be a long night" He sighed.

"No kidding"

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Okay peeps! There's chapter 6. Please give me feedback. I want to know if y'all like it or not?

Did you know that Mason, Liam's gay best friend, is gonna have a love interest in Season 5?

Anyway, thanx for reading!