Author: Puckurt-VS-Kurtofsky PM
AU after season 2, Peter is one of the good guys, Danny knows about everything and is part of the pack, Lydia-Jackson-Scott-Stiles are also a part of the pack. S: Allison is still brainwashed by Gerard and is blaming the pack for everything. When the pack lets their guard down Allison drugs them. The pack wakes up in a forest hundreds of miles from home. Full Summary Inside!Rated: Fiction M - English - Suspense/Romance - Derek H. & Stiles - Chapters: 6 - Words: 16,248 - Reviews: 41 - Favs: 46 - Follows: 83 - Updated: 02-20-13 - Published: 09-23-12 - id: 8552029
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Summary: AU after season 2, Peter is one of the good guys, Danny knows about everything and is part of the pack, Lydia-Jackson-Scott-Stiles are also a part of the pack. S: Allison is still brainwashed by Gerard and is blaming the pack for everything. When the pack lets their guard down Allison drugs them. The pack wakes up in a forest hundreds of miles from home. The only supplies they have is a small basket of food, two bottles of water, a note from Allison and one small packet of something secret for each of the pack members. She only wants one to survive and she doesn't expect it to be one of the humans. The kicker: the full moon starts that night. End Pairings are: Stiles/Derek, Isaac/Scott, Jackson/Danny, Possibly Lydia/Boyd.
This is sort of inspired by the Hunger Games. I was only about twenty minutes in to the film when I came up with this idea so nothing in this fic will be the same as the movie. Not even the beginning. I just like the main plot idea of people hunting each other to stay alive and the thought of only one coming out on top. This is not a major death fic but one or two people may die *cough cough* Erica…Just kidding, maybe. Depending on how bad her character pisses me while I'm writing this. Tell me what you think.
Allison watches from the shadows as the 'pack' shoves and pushes at each other laughing. It has been a week since her grandfather was killed by her own boyfriend and his 'Alpha' and yet she can still feel the burning rage inside of her. She doesn't understand how they can be so happy after killing so many of her family. The only person she has left is her father and he's on their side.
Just yesterday she overheard her dad on the phone with Derek finalizing a new territory treaty and laws that both hunters and werewolves have to follow. She cannot believe her father is just going to give in to them and let them live. Even Scott.
She used to care so deeply for him and honestly a part of her still does but it's just not the same anymore. Scott helped kill her grandfather; he had a secret plan the entire time to take him down. He knew he was going to kill Gerard and never once did he tell her or rethink his decision.
Her grandfather was a smart man and he did things the right way. He was right when he said all werewolves were like rabid dogs and they needed to be put down. They think they're better than humans just because they can run faster and they can hear better and they can smell better and they can see better….they just think they are better in every way and it's time for someone to show them that that's not how it's going to be from now on.
She waits until the pack has disappeared from sight and then she waits a bit more just to make sure they are gone. She knows they couldn't tell she was watching them. Before her grandfather was killed he gave her a small book of hunting techniques and formulas on how to mask her scent.
She studied it for three days before even thinking of putting it to the test. When she was sure it worked to snuck into her father's study and stole his own hunters guide book. She knew he had a formula in there for knocking a werewolf clean out for several hours or several days depending on what method of torture was going to be used or where they were going to.
The formula can be used in three ways. It can be drunk, it can be eaten and it can be injected. Allison has decided to use the least obvious of the three choices and baked a large tray of cookies. Each and every single cookie holds enough of the formula to knock out the werewolves.
She creeps out of the shadows and over to Stiles' jeep. She pops the lock, opens the door and sets the tray of cookies on the passenger seat. She pulls her 'fake' note from the Sherriff to Stiles out of her pocket and sets it right on top of the tray. She knows Stiles will check his jeep whenever they get back from where they went. He always does, he cares for his jeep just as much as he does for his dead mother.
She relocks the doors and gently but firmly shuts the door again. She checks the area one more time before taking off at a fast sprint. She has plans for this pack and she can't wait to get started. It's about time someone showed them that they are not on top of the food chain.
An hour later the pack comes back through the opening in the woods and heads towards Derek's semi rebuilt house. With all the mess with Gerard and the Argents taken care of he called some contractors right away and had them immediately restart on rebuilding his home.
As Allison thought as soon as Stiles breaks through the trees he heads right over to his jeep and cheeks the inside of it. He doesn't know why he does this except for the fact that his dad and his jeep are the only two constant things in his life ever since his mom died. Stiles' jeep used to belong to his mother, she was going to give it to him fully remodeled when he turned sixteen but when she got sick and realized that she wasn't going to be around by then she gave it to him right away and told him to promise to always take care of it because she had had it since she was sixteen.
It may sound a bit girly but his jeep is the only real thing he has from his mother and no matter how beaten down it really is he is never going to get rid of it. He has plans of fixing it up once he gets out of college and gets a good job.
He cups his hands in front of his face and presses them against the glass of his window so he can peer inside of the jeep. Everything looks to be in order but he stops and squints extra hard when he sees something sitting on the passenger seat. He slowly walks across to the other side and unlocks the passenger door.
He exhales out a breath when he sees a tray of cookies and a note from his dad. He must not have noticed them earlier when he was in a rush to get to Derek's for movie night, a new and improved way for the new and improved pack to spend time together without maiming and killing each other.
He unlocks the door and reaches down for the tray of cookies. He smiles because it's not very often that his dad bakes but when he does everything he makes is always amazing. He balances the tray on his open palm and relocks his jeep.
"Hey guys! My dad baked some cookies for everyone." He says as he enters the house.
Before he can even get to the living room he has five werewolves attacking him for a chance at the cookie plate. The tray is practically ripped out of his hands and he hisses when the corner nicks his open palm.
"God, they act like they haven't eaten in years." he mutters as he enters the living room behind the this time Derek has taken the plate from Erica, who is the one who stole it from Stiles, and passes out three cookies to everyone. He hands the tray back to Stiles and there is four cookies left on it. He looks up at Derek in disbelief but only gets a glare and a quirk of lips.
He flops down on the couch next to Isaac and eats his cookies just as fast as the wolves in the room. Once the cookies are all devoured Peter puts a movie on and the pack all cuddle as one large lump on the floor in front of the large flat screen. The only one who does not cuddle is Derek, which everyone expected anyway.
Stiles ends up crushed between Peter and Isaac. This doesn't bother him because he and Isaac have become pretty good friends ever since Isaac and Scott started talking more and Peter is one of the good guys now. Stiles was the first, after Derek, to except that Peter has changed and gave him a chance in the pack. Oddly enough everyone listened to Stiles when he told them to get their head out of their asses and just except him. Stiles is still puzzled about that one but he's glad no one hates Peter anymore.
About twenty minutes into the movie Stiles' head begins to feel heavy and his vision is starting to blur around the edges. He tries to lift himself into a sitting position but his body feels like it's been tied to the ground with lead pipes, he can't make himself move. He feels like he did when he was paralyzed by Jackson.
"Stiles I don't think those cookies were from you dad." Scott's voice sounds panicked and high pitched. Stiles looks over the best he can and he can see the concentration on his friends face as he tries to struggle through whatever is happening to them. A quick look around the room proves that everyone else is going through the same thing, including Derek.
The Alpha's eyes are shining red and he's growling deep enough to scare the people in the room. Stiles' blurry vision starts to become black. He knows he's going to pass out at any second and the first thing he thinks of is how to keep everyone safe while obviously being unconscious.
He's scared because he doesn't know if whatever they ate is just going to knock them out or if they truly are dying. The last thing Stiles hears before he succumbs to the darkness is Derek's growls being joined by Peter's.
Allison waits out in the woods for two hours just to make sure that her serum worked. After the appropriate amount of time she moves from her hiding spot and begins steadily and silently making her way to Derek's house.
As she gets closer to the edge of the woods line she strains her ears to hear any noise or movement in or around the house. When she's greeted with nothing but silence she smiles and makes her way up into the large dark house.
She pushes the door open as silently as she can and pokes her head inside. "Hello?" she calls out just in case there is someone who didn't eat any of the cookies inside. When again she is greeted with nothing but silence she pushes the door the rest of the way and makes her way further into the house.
She tiptoes to the kitchen but sees nothing or no one inside the room. She turns around and heads to the living room instead. The sight that greets her makes her smile widen and the fury in her blare to life with a little bit of self-satisfaction mixed in. She's going to make her grandfather so proud of her.
She steps clearly into the room and counts to make sure everyone is there. Derek, Peter, Stiles, Isaac, Scott, Lydia, Jackson, Erica, Boyd and Danny. All ten are present. She's still slightly confused on how Danny became a part of the pack wherever Jackson goes Danny is usually there with him. They are best friends after all.
After checking each person to make sure they are good and out she gets a little vile and a needle out of her hip purse. She fills the needle with more of the serum and directly injects the right amount into each person's arm. She makes sure she has enough serum in each person to keep them out for a week maybe more. The plans she has for them can only happen if they stay unconscious the whole time.
Once she is done with that she pulls out her cell phone and makes a quick call. "It's done. I need you to bring the large packing van to the Hale house. Before you leave make sure you grab the two boxes by the door. I will need them for this mission. Once you get here with the truck you may leave, I will not need any assistance on the next phase. Thank you." She says before hanging up.
She looks back over the group of unconscious people and scuffs in disgust. "You will all get what you deserve. The monsters and the ones who hang out with monsters." She spits before turning around and stalking out of the house and onto the porch to wait.