Beacon Hills Hospital
In one of the rooms, there was a teenager screaming and moving around the room nervously, and an adult man with a bloody face lying on the floor.
"Oh my God! Oh my God!! What do we do?" Scott screamed loudly to Stiles.
Then a loud slap was heard around the room.
Scott looked up to find that Stiles had slapped him hard in the face and said, "Are you calm now? Use your brain, Scott!! You are a werewolf now!! Think like one. Smell Alex or David and let's go after them before they get too far away."
Meanwhile, at the Beacon Hills Animal Clinic, someone opened the door but didn't enter.
It was a man dressed in black holding the pale body of a teenager. He had bandages on his shoulder and his wound was still bleeding.
David shouted, "Deaton!! I know you are here. Get out!"
Deaton came out and said, "We're closed for the day. This place doesn't welcome the likes of you, David. I thought I made my point the last time we met."
David replied, "Well, how about you shut up and save Jonathan's son?"
Deaton ran to the door and came out.
He said, "How did you find him? I thought he died with his mother?!"
David sighed and said, "That's a long story. Now I want you to save him quickly."
Deaton looked at David and said, "You can come in."
David came in carrying Alex. They went inside and Deaton said, "Put him here."
David put Alex on a table and Deaton asked, "What happened?"
David said, "The Alpha bit him and he's been like that ever since."
Deaton froze and said, "The Alpha bit him?"
Then he turned to David angrily and shouted, "You were there, weren't you?! And you let the Alpha bite him!!!"
Boom!!!
David hit the wall hard, but the wall didn't break. Then David fell, and Deaton was right on top of him, punching him several times in the face.
David tried to get up but screamed in pain and grabbed his head.
Deaton said angrily, his eyes turning completely white and his sclera turning gray, in a terrifying voice:
"Tell me one reason why I shouldn't kill you now!!"
"I didn't know!!!" David screamed in pain.
Then he continued, "I didn't know that the Alpha would bite him because wolves are not affected by his bite. But he bit him anyway! Alex's body should have rejected that bite instead of this!!!"
Deaton stopped using his magic and his eyes returned to normal.
Then he said, "Alex??"
David stood up, dusted off his shirt, and said, "Yes. His name is Alex. He was secretly adopted by a family, but not just any family. The Gilberts adopted him!!"
David said the name like poison and with intense hatred.
Deaton was silent. He didn't care about David's hatred for the Gilbert family. They were just followers of the Whitmore.
What really mattered was that Margaret's son's name was Alex, short for Alexander — the same name she wanted to give her son before she died at the hands of the Destroyer.
"Is this a coincidence?" Deaton asked himself as he examined Alex.
Then he saw the problem.
David said, "What? Have you lost your skills, Deaton? What's wrong with the boy?"
Deaton glared at David and said, "Shut up."
Then he turned to Alex's unconscious body and said:
"I know the problem. You're right, David. Werewolves reject bites, but those who haven't activated their curse will die if they receive a bite from an Alpha. Because of your ignorance of the werewolf race, you've put the life of Jonathan and Margaret's son in danger."
"How would I know that? Werewolves are a truly strange, furry race." David answered.
Deaton looked at David and said, "I can save Alex, but I need a certain plant that grows deep in the forest near a waterfall."
"I'll bring it. Just tell me the exact location of the plant," David replied with a firm expression.
Deaton smiled and said, "I didn't expect anything less from you, David. Now go to this location."
Deaton wrote the location of the waterfall and drew the shape and specifications of the plant.
Then he added, "Don't go alone, David. Strange things are happening in this town."
"I know more than you, Deaton. There is a war brewing, and it's only a matter of time before it explodes and many people die."
David turned and was about to leave.
Then Deaton said, "David."
David stopped.
Then Deaton continued, "The Whitmores are here. They came twenty years ago and adopted a child named Jackson."
David said angrily, "Why are you telling me this?"
"Because I know you will start your so-called revenge. Jackson is innocent and does not carry Whitmore blood," Deaton answered.
"There is no innocent Whitmore!!!"
David turned and shouted at Deaton with extreme anger.
Deaton slammed the table angrily and said, "This happened 53 years ago!!! When will you stop killing innocent generations whose only crime is that they were related by blood to their ancestors?!"
"They are still torturing vampires!!! They are still experimenting on us!!! And you say they are innocent?!?!?!"
David shouted angrily and glared at Deaton.
Then he added, "Imagine if someone did this to the Hale family. What would you do?? Tell me!!!!"
David pushed Deaton angrily, then smiled a crazy smile and said in a dark voice:
"Don't you want revenge for what happened to your girlfriend, Deaton? Answer me!!"
David pushed Deaton hard.
Deaton screamed angrily, "That's enough!!!"
Then he punched David in the face.
But David, being a vampire over 600 years old, easily blocked the punch, lifted Deaton, and smashed him through the table.
Deaton got angry and screamed:
"Motos!"
"AAAHHHH—CRACK!"
David screamed in pain as all his limbs broke and twisted inward.
Then he knelt in front of Deaton in pain.
Deaton stood up and said,
"It's true that the Whitmores torture vampires, experiment on them, and are allied with the Dread Doctors. But there are innocent people among them, like this family here. I've watched long enough. You kill left and right without discrimination. You burned Whitmore University and burned everyone who was there. Isn't that enough, David? Isn't that revenge enough for you?! Do you want to die at the hands of the Dread Doctors? Or at the hands of some hunter, or someone stronger than you? Answer me?!"
Deaton grabbed David tightly by the collar.
But David answered him in a low voice,
"It wasn't me."
"What did you say?!" Deaton released David and said, "Then who was it?"
"It was Damon," David answered.
He stood up as his limbs healed and looked at Deaton.
"It's true that the Whitmores started dying and dropping like flies, but I was not free for those 53 years. Damon Salvatore was our cellmate — Lorenzo and I. I was saved twenty-two years ago by Jonathan, and Lorenzo died during that rescue."
"Damon did this to avenge us. To avenge what the Dread Doctors and the Whitmores did to us. So I will not stop him or care about what happens to this boy called Jackson. If you want to save him, do it yourself."
David then turned and left angrily.
Deaton stood there, shocked by the information.
Then he thought firmly,
"If it is not David, then I can kill whoever is causing these disturbances. In the end, I owe Jackson's real parents a lot."
Then Deaton turned to Alex and thought,
"I owe Jonathan too. I have to save his son at the very least."
---
Meanwhile, with the story's heroes.
Scott became tense when Stiles told him that he was a werewolf and that he should use his powers.
In fact, Scott had been denying it all along, telling himself that everything would return to normal tomorrow.
But Stiles' slap brought him back to the bitter reality — and to the fact that Alex's life was also in danger.
Then Scott said,
"I don't know how to do this."
"Scott, focus and use the blanket that Alex slept on. Try to catch his scent."
Stiles went to the bed where Alex had been lying and gave the bed sheets to Scott.
"It's now or never, Scott. You choose."
Scott covered his face with the bed sheets and his expression became serious.
Then he sniffed deeply.
The smell was strange but distinct.
It was like an Alpha's scent, but it was also like someone who was dying.
Scott had smelled something like this many times from patients when he entered the hospital, but he had ignored it because of his fear and denial.
But now he used all his strength to focus.
Then he opened his eyes.
He saw a trail of scent.
His eyes turned yellow with gold.
Then he quickly jumped out of a window, somersaulted in the air, and landed safely on the ground.
Then he started running on all fours, following Alex's unique scent.
Stiles looked at the broken window and said,
"Go, Scott. Save that brat."
Then he shouted as he ran out of the room door,
"Help!! Help!! Someone broke in!!!"
---
The forest was dark.
A figure was running on all fours.
The figure had golden-yellow eyes, long claws on its hands, and fur on both sides of its face.
Its face looked like a beast, with fangs protruding from its mouth.
The figure ran with all its might like a moving mist.
It smelled the air violently and headed in a certain direction.
It reached a rocky cliff and jumped over it forcefully, attacking another figure dressed in black who was looking at a paper in his hand.
This was Scott.
He had followed Alex's scent.
Then his nose caught David's scent.
He didn't think twice before attacking him.
"Aaaahhhh!!"
Scott roared and tried to attack David.
David suddenly turned around and delivered a powerful punch to Scott's face.
BOOM!
A sonic wave erupted from the impact of the blow.
Scott flew backward and hit a tree.
The tree snapped in half.
Scott flipped in the air several times and landed face-first on the ground.
Then he changed back to his normal form and groaned in pain.
David said, with veins protruding from his eyes and his eyes turning red,
"No matter who you are, you chose the wrong time to attack me because I'm in a really bad mood."
David quickly ran toward Scott, grabbed him by the collar, and lifted him to see his face.
Then he stopped attacking and said,
"You!! You are Alexander's cousin!!"
David then threw Scott hard onto the ground and turned away.
"Don't follow me again or dare to attack me. You transformed today for the first time. I can kill ten like you easily."
David was about to leave when he heard Scott scream,
"Wait!!"
David turned around.
Scott stood in front of him and said angrily,
"Where is Alex?!"
"He is in a safe place," David answered calmly.
Scott screamed angrily, his eyes glowing yellow.
"I trusted you, and the first thing you do is attack Alex's father and kidnap him?! Where is he?!"
David replied,
"I took Alex to a werewolf doctor who will treat him and save his life. Don't worry. I care about him more than you do, and I won't allow anything to harm him."
Scott calmed down slightly.
"Okay… I want to see him. Where is he?"
"You can't do that. That doctor wants to stay out of sight. Instead, how about you help me save your cousin?"
Scott hesitated.
"What should we do?"
David smiled.
"We're going to pick a plant."
"A plant?"
"Yes. Now follow me."
David disappeared in a blur of speed.
Scott groaned.
"He must stop doing that."
Then he transformed again and ran after David.
David felt Scott following him and thought,
"This is a talented boy. He didn't even need an anchor to control his transformation."
---
Corrected Version
Meanwhile, with Stiles.
"Are you saying you went to check on Alex because you felt guilty… and then you saw his dad unconscious on the floor, Alex missing, and the windows broken?"
"Yes, Dad. I told you three times already."
Noah sighed deeply. His son had already given him another headache. But more important than that was finding Alex and questioning Grayson about what had happened.
Just then, one of the officers approached him.
"Sheriff Stilinski, Mr. Gilbert is awake."
Noah turned to the officer.
"Let's go."
He then went to question Grayson.
After half an hour of questioning, Sheriff Stilinski hadn't gotten anything useful. Grayson claimed he didn't remember anything.
Noah sighed again, thinking it was just another exhausting day at work.
At that moment, three figures rushed into the hallway. The woman in front was running desperately, a worried expression on her face.
"Alex!!! Alex!!!"
Miranda ran toward Sheriff Stilinski.
"Where is Alex?!!"
Then she grabbed his collar tightly.
"I said—where is my son?!!"
"Miranda!! Calm down! Alex will be fine, I promise," Melissa said with a worried expression.
At that moment, Grayson spoke.
"She's right, Miranda. Now leave Sheriff Stilinski alone."
"Dad!!"
Elena screamed and ran into Grayson's arms, tears streaming down her cheeks.
Grayson looked terrible. His hand was broken and in a cast, and his head was wrapped in gauze. He looked weak from the beating he had received.
Miranda walked closer to him and spoke in a strange language.
"What happened, Grayson?"
"It was a vampire. One of Augustine's projects that escaped twenty-two years ago… Project 2011."
Grayson spoke every word with intense hatred.
The others were confused by what they were hearing.
But there was one person who understood them.
Stiles Stilinski.
Grayson and Miranda were speaking Latin. They thought no one would understand them, but Stiles had been studying Latin for a long time, even before he started high school.
True, he wasn't as fluent as Lydia Martin, but he knew enough to understand their conversation.
I have to tell Scott this, Stiles thought.
If what I heard is true… it changes a lot of things.
At that moment, one of the officers raised his gun.
"Hold it! You're under arrest for assaulting the sheriff!"
He spoke with clear anger.
"The sheriff may tolerate a worried mother, but I won't. Do you people think the police are a joke?"
"Wait. Leave them alone."
Noah raised his hand, stopping the officer.
He adjusted his shirt and looked at Miranda.
"Mrs. Gilbert, I understand your fear for your son. And I promise you that the police will do everything in their power to bring him back safely. But what you just did is considered a serious violation of the law. Please don't do that again."
He paused.
"Not everyone is as understanding as I am."
Then he turned and walked away angrily.
Stiles followed his father, even though he wanted to stay and listen to Miranda and Grayson to uncover more secrets.
But he had to find Scott quickly and help him search for Alex… and confront David.
Miranda and Grayson ignored Noah's anger as if he didn't exist. In their eyes, he was just a small-town sheriff.
If they wanted to, they could easily have him fired.
What were laws to them when their organization tortured creatures like vampires and experimented on them without anyone ever discovering the truth?
Miranda turned to Grayson and spoke in Latin.
"I told you to kill anyone who escaped. But you let that trash live. And now he has kidnapped our son!"
Grayson responded calmly.
"Don't worry. I've already alerted the organization. Augustine's agents are coming. We'll get Alex back. I promise."
"Guys… where is Elena?"
Melissa suddenly interrupted them, her voice filled with worry.
"What?!"
Miranda turned around quickly.
Elena was gone.
Miranda's body stiffened.
"Melissa… this isn't funny."
"Elena disappeared, Miranda! I was looking at you two while you were speaking that strange language, and suddenly she was gone!"
"AAAAHHH!"
Miranda screamed in despair and fell to her knees, tears streaming down her face.
"My children… my children… why? What did I do to deserve this?!"
"Miranda, calm down!" Grayson shouted.
The hospital quickly descended into chaos.
Sheriff Stilinski returned with several officers.
The hospital was placed under lockdown. No one was allowed to enter or leave.
Elena's name echoed through the loudspeakers as the staff searched everywhere.
Just like Alex's disappearance…
The surveillance cameras captured nothing.
---
Five Minutes Earlier
Ciri had been watching the conversation between Grayson and Noah.
She already knew that Grayson had been attacked by a vampire named David… and that Alex had been kidnapped.
She didn't care.
Her only concern was the doppelganger and the mission she had been assigned.
Then Melissa, Miranda, and Elena arrived.
Ciri didn't care about the commotion… until she heard them speaking Latin.
As a vampire over 800 years old, of course she understood the language.
What she heard made her eyebrows rise.
Interesting.
When the police left and the hallway became quieter, Ciri saw her opportunity.
Melissa stood nearby, confused.
Ciri's heart ached for a moment.
"I'm sorry, Melissa. It's nothing personal."
Then—
Whoosh.
She disappeared in a blur of supernatural speed.
She moved so fast that no camera captured her.
The necklace Lucian had given her suppressed all sound and even her breathing when she used her powers.
And just like that—
Elena Gilbert, fourteen years old…
vanished from the hospital corridor.
---
Ciri lifted Elena very easily, then appeared in the depths of the forest near a burned and abandoned house, and threw Elena forcefully.
"Aaaahhh!" Elena cried out in pain, then looked around worriedly and said, "Dad?? Mom?"
Then she saw Ciri and said in confusion, "Ci...Ciri? What's happening ? How did I get here? And where am I?".
Ciri said in a painful voice, with tears streaming from her eyes, "I'm really sorry Elena. This wasn't supposed to be the end of your life, but I have to do this, i don't have any choice. I'll finish it quick."
"What do you mean the end of my life?! Ciri What are you talking about?!" Elena said with extreme fear.
" It's mean that you will gonna die". Ciri answered with calm expression while she was approaching to Elena.
Elena Eyes widened in horror then she got up and ran toward the house, shouting, "Help! Anyone, help!!!!"
Ciri sighed when she saw Elena enter the house, then quickly followed her, only to find that there was a man standing in front of her while Elena was hiding behind him.
He was 1.85 meters tall, with broad shoulders and a muscular build, a sharp jaw, dark blue eyes, black hair, and sharp black eyebrows.
He said in an angry voice, "Leave the girl alone."
Derek Hale was standing in front of Elena Gilbert, protecting her from certain death.
Ciri saw Derek and immediately became cautious. All it takes is one bite and she'll be dead.
She spoke in a calm tone. "This is none of your business, Derek. Step aside and let me complete my mission."
Derek smirked and said, "You want to kill a child and you expect me to watch from the sidelines??!!. Keep dreaming."
His eyes glowed blue and he said, "Since you know my name, then you know what I'm capable of. So back off now. I won't ask again."
Ciri said, "Don't you want to know who killed your sister?"
Derek suddenly froze.
Ciri continued, "Don't you want to avenge her?"
She then said with a serious face and a tone devoid of emotion, "Just let me finish my job, and then you'll know all this information. What do you think, Derek Hale?"
Derek froze for seconds, then heard the girl crying as she held his leg tightly and said in a desperate voice, "Please save me. I don't want to die. I want to go to my daddy and mommy."
Then his expression turned serious and he said to Elena, "Go up the stairs. You will find a room with a new door. Go in and close the door, and no matter what you hear or feel, do not leave it. EVER. DO YOU UNDERSTAND??!!!"
Hearing these words, Ciri's expression turned to anger and she screamed, "Why are you making things more difficult than they are?!!!"
Then her eyes turned blood red, her sclera became black, and large veins protruded under her eyes. She let out a terrifying hiss in Derek's face.
"Urrrrraahh!"
Derek responded with a terrifying roar. His eyes turned glowing blue, long claws grew from his hands, and his face became monstrous, covered in hair with large fangs coming out of his mouth.
Then he turned to the terrified Elena and said, "GO NOW!!!!"
BOOM!!
Ciri attacked mercilessly and threw Derek into a wall, then turned to Elena and let out a terrifying hiss.
Facing the terrifying vampire, Elena screamed and ran up the stairs as fast as she could. Ciri jumped toward her, but Derek cut her off on the way, and they slammed into another wall.
"BOOM!! CRACK!!"
A wall broke and Derek and Ciri landed hard on the ground.
Derek quickly got up and hit Ciri several times in the face.
"BOOM!! BOOM!! BOOM!! BOOM!!"
Each hit made a terrifying sound, and Ciri's beautiful face was smashed and became bloody and unrecognizable.
Ciri grabbed Derek's hand, then twisted it hard.
"CRACK!!!"
Derek's hand broke and twisted inward.
"Aaahhh!"
Derek screamed in pain, then Ciri kicked him hard in the chest at a crazy speed.
"KABOOM!!!"
Derek flew like a rocket and crashed hard into the walls of the house, then broke through the wall and flew outside.
Ciri stood up angrily and her beautiful face returned to normal.
Then she screamed, "Is this all you got??"
Then she grabbed an iron bar and threw it like a spear at Derek, who was outside groaning in pain. Derek grabbed his twisted arm and put it back in place, then his healing powers started binding the broken bones.
Then Derek heard the sound of something coming quickly. He jumped into a push-up position, twisted in the air several times, then cut the iron bar in half with his claws. He landed between the two pieces and grabbed them.
"Aaaahhhh!"
Derek screamed angrily, then ran quickly toward Ciri, who took a certain fighting stance.
Derek struck from the right with the iron bar, but Ciri easily dodged him. Then he struck from the left, but she grabbed his hand and tried to grab his heart.
But he hit her in the head and scratched her stomach before she could react.
"Aaah!"
Ciri screamed in pain, then clenched her teeth, let go of Derek, ran toward a wall behind her, then rushed toward Derek again.
"BOOM!!!"
Ciri slammed into Derek hard, then did it again.
"BOOM! BOOM! CRACK!!!"
The last hit landed on Derek's jaw, then his body flew upward and his head penetrated the floor.
His head was now on the second floor, while the rest of his body was hanging from the ceiling of the first floor.
Derek groaned in pain and his vision became blurry from the force of the hit.
"Aaahhh!"
Then he heard Elena scream.
Derek opened his eyes and saw Elena screaming in fear. It turned out he had crashed into the room where he told Elena to hide.
Derek said urgently, "Get out of the house! She's too strong!!"
Elena said in a nervous voice, "What about you?? What is she going to do? Is she going to kill you??"
"I said get out now!!! RUN!!!"
Is this girl stupid??!! Is she still thinking about other people while she can't even defend herself?
Elena gritted her teeth and ran outside.
Then Derek was suddenly pulled down forcefully by his foot by Ciri.
Derek landed on the ground with a hard CRAAACK!!
"AAHHHH!"
Derek's back was broken, and this time it wouldn't heal quickly.
She crushed him instantly, as such injuries take time to heal, meaning Derek was unable to fight or defend himself.
Ciri stood over him, very angry, then screamed, "Do you think you're some kind of hero??? We all know the truth about you from those blue eyes!!! You've killed innocent people before!!!!"
Then Ciri gritted her teeth, tears streaming from her eyes, and said, "Do you think I want to kill a child??!! All of this because I have to. You don't know what it took for me to bring her here?"
Ciri screamed with frustration and despair in her voice.
Then Derek said while lying down, "It doesn't matter what your reasons are. The truth remains that you would kill an innocent child!!!!"
"That's enough!!!"
Ciri screamed angrily, then grabbed Derek by his feet and lifted him with one hand, then smashed his body against the ground several times.
"BOOM!!! BOOM!!! BOOM!!! CRAAACK!!!"
"AAHHH!"
Derek screamed in pain and blood came out of his orifices.
Then Ciri spun Derek's body several times and threw him hard outside the house.
Derek flew and landed hard in front of Elena, who somehow managed to escape from the house and reach its front yard.
"AAHHH!"
Elena screamed in horror when she saw Derek's body covered in blood and unconscious.
Ciri came out of the door of the house. Her demonic face looked at Elena as she said in a cold voice, "Where do you think you're going?? I'm not done with you yet."
Then Ciri licked her fingers stained with Derek's blood, and her vampire face appeared in all its glory.
Then Ciri heard the terrifying sound of a monster lurking in the shadows.
Suddenly she felt something hit her hard!!
Ciri's body was thrown into the air, and the thing hit her again before she even landed.
"BOOM!!!"
Ciri fell hard to the ground, then she felt someone grab her hair, pull her head back, and smash it against the ground with such force that her head was distorted.
She lost her sight and hearing.
Then she was lifted into the air.
Something bit her hand. She felt her flesh being torn apart.
Then Ciri lost all feeling in her hand, and at that moment she knew her hand had been cut off.
But she couldn't even scream because of the rocks in her mouth.
Then she felt something pierce her back — something sharp, strong, and hard.
Then she felt her body lifted into the air.
And the last thing she heard was:
"WHEN YOU MESS WITH MY FAMILY, YOU MESS WITH ME, YOU MOTHERFUCKER!!"
BRAAAK!!
Ciri's body was torn in half.
Then her world became pitch black.
The man — or the thing — that started it finished it by stomping on Ciri's head.
Then her head exploded in a disgusting mess of blood and strange white matter.
And so Ciri Pandreacon died after living 800 years on this Earth, without even knowing what or who killed her.
She never even achieved her greatest goal, which was to free herself and her sister from the slavery of Lucian Castle, King of New Angeles.
Whatever that thing was that killed her, she didn't even have a single chance.
She was extremely strong and fast, had special abilities, and most importantly, she was an 800-year-old vampire.
Only an Original Vampire could do such a thing.
That thing wasn't a werewolf or a vampire.
It was...
"A DIFFERENT KIND OF MONSTER."