Teen Wolf: Alpha Reborn

After Kate left, Scott and Allison decided to grab breakfast at a café near the school before heading back. 

Later, during lunch, Scott and his pack gathered in the cafeteria to eat together. 

As they sat down, Scott's thoughts wandered. 'I think that Omega werewolf will come to town in the next few days. I need to catch him before Gerard does.' 

Breaking the silence, Scott said. "I want to catch an evil shapeshifter to see what happens if I give the Bite to someone who's already supernatural. Would they gain my abilities like Lydia, or would nothing happen to them?" 

Isaac raised an eyebrow. "Wait, Lydia had powers before you gave her the Bite?" 

Scott nodded. "Yeah, she was a banshee before I bit her." 

Boyd chimed in. "Then what is she now? Some kind of hybrid with banshee powers and werewolf abilities?" 

Stiles, holding up his tray of food, interjected. "Nope, she's not a werewolf. She's… something else. We won't know for sure until the full moon." 

Lydia shrugged. "So, what happens if the shapeshifter you bite does gain your abilities?" 

Scott smirked. "Then we'll test what happens when I kick him out of the pack." 

Stiles leaned forward, intrigued. "No, no, no. We should test what happens if he tries to betray you." 

Scott frowned. "And how exactly are we going to do that?" 

Stiles grinned mischievously. "Easy. After he gains your abilities, Boyd and I will pretend to be hunters and wound you. Then, after you and he run away, you'll pretend to be badly injured and dying. He won't be able to resist the temptation of absorbing your Alpha powers." 

Lydia added. "You should make him drink some wolfsbane beforehand. That way, if he loses your abilities the moment he starts thinking about betraying or killing you, the wolfsbane will poison him, and you'll know. If someone you've given the bite to tries to betray you, they'll lose your abilities. But if he doesn't lose your abilities and still manages to attack, then you can kick him out of the pack and see what happens." 

Allison tilted her head. "By the way, how do you kick someone out of the pack?" 

Scott explained casually, "It's easy. I just need to cut the connection I have with them." 

Allison looked surprised. "That's it?" 

Scott nodded. "That's it." 

Stiles wasn't convinced. "It can't be that simple, right? That sounds like magic." 

Scott leaned back, amused. "Stiles, I can turn into a giant wolf and teleport through shadows. How do you explain that?" 

Stiles laughed. "Fair point. Speaking of teleportation—that ability is awesome. Do you think there's a creature out there that can use magic, like fire or thunder? I'd love to get magic powers someday." 

Allison chimed in thoughtfully. "I read in one of those supernatural books about a creature called a Kitsune. There are different types—I don't remember how many—but there's a thunder Kitsune, a fire Kitsune, a wind Kitsune, and an earth Kitsune." 

Erica added. "I read about something called a Hellhound. It's like a werewolf but can control fire." 

Stiles's eyes lit up. "That's so cool! If an evil thunder Kitsune, fire Kitsune, or Hellhound comes to town, I call dibs on absorbing their powers." 

Boyd chuckled. "I think the earth Kitsune is cooler. Imagine creating an armor of rocks around your body, like in video games." 

Scott smiled. "Let's talk about that after you guys go through your first full moon. Now, who's coming with me hunting tonight?" 

Erica shook her head. "I have to go home, but if you need me, I'll come." 

Lydia said. "I have dinner plans with my mom, so I'm out." 

Isaac nodded. "Same here—I have to go home. But call me if you need backup." 

Scott reassured them. "It's okay. You can all go home. I'll go with Allison, Stiles, and Boyd." 

Lydia glanced at the time and stood up. "Come on, class is about to start."

After school, Scott turned to Stiles and said. "You and Boyd wait for me at my house. I'll join you after I finish work at the animal clinic." Then he drove to the clinic with Allison. 

Once Scott finished his shift at the clinic, he and Allison returned home. There, he explained the situation to Melissa and retrieved a jar containing powdered wolfsbane from the chest they had discovered earlier. He mixed the powder with water in a bottle, preparing for their plan. 

Later that evening, Scott, Allison, Stiles, and Boyd set out, searching for an evil supernatural creature in town. Scott said. "Let's check near the cemetery, we might get lucky." 

When they arrived at the cemetery, it didn't take long before they spotted an unkempt man sneaking around and starting to dig a grave. 

Scott observed him carefully. "He's a werewolf. I'll take him to the woods and give him the Bite. Once I confirm he's gained my abilities, I'll send you a text. Then the three of you attack us. While he's distracted fighting you, I'll strike from behind and knock him out. After that, I'll injure myself and pretend to be dying. We'll see what he does next." 

The others nodded in agreement. Scott used his shadow teleportation ability, appearing silently behind the Omega werewolf. 

Scott's eyes glowed a menacing red as he asked. "What are you doing?" 

The Omega spun around, startled, and stammered. "I… I was looking for you—the Alpha. Please, let me join your pack." 

Scott narrowed his eyes. "What were you doing just now?" 

The Omega hesitated. "I… I was hungry. I swear, I've never killed anyone. If you don't believe me, look." His eyes glowed yellow, proving his claim. 

Scott's tone softened slightly. "Alright, but if you want to join my pack, you'll need to accept the Bite." 

"But I'm already a werewolf." The Omega Said. 

"That's how I accept new members into my pack." Scott replied. 

The Omega asked. "How many werewolves are in your pack?" 

"Including me, eight." Scott answered. 

The Omega extended his arm. "Alright… here. Bite me." 

Scott wrinkled his nose in disgust. "First, let's get you cleaned up. I'll buy you some soap and water." 

Scott went to a nearby store, purchased soap and a bottle of water, and returned to the Omega, who was waiting at a safe distance from the store. They headed into the woods, where Scott instructed the Omega to clean his arm. Once it was clean, Scott gave him the Bite. 

At first, nothing happened, but soon the Omega collapsed, writhing in agony as black liquid oozed from his mouth, eyes, and other parts of his body. His screams echoed through the woods for over an hour before the pain subsided. 

When he finally stood, the Omega looked at Scott, bewildered. "What did you do to me?" 

Scott smiled. "I made you stronger. Check your body." 

The Omega tested his strength by punching a nearby tree, shattering it in half with ease. He turned to Scott, overwhelmed with gratitude. "Thank you… thank you so much." 

Scott waved dismissively. "Don't worry about it. Welcome to my pack." 

He handed the Omega the bottle of water mixed with wolfsbane. "Here, drink this. It'll make you even stronger." 

The Omega gulped it down but frowned. "I don't feel anything." 

"That's normal. You'll feel the effects tomorrow." Scott assured him. 

Scott then texted Stiles. [You can attack now.] 

Turning to the Omega, Scott said. "Come on, I want to introduce you to my pack." 

They walked a short distance before Allison, Stiles, and Boyd ambushed them. 

Scott shouted. "It's the hunters! Run!" 

The Omega panicked, shifting into his werewolf form, but as he prepared to attack Stiles and Boyd, Scott appeared behind him and knocked him out with a powerful blow. 

"Let's go." Scott said. "We'll take him to the old Hale house." 

Once there, Scott instructed his pack to stay back, ensuring the Omega wouldn't catch their scent. He dragged the unconscious werewolf inside, tearing his own shirt and clawing his hand to smear blood across his body. He lay down near the Omega, feigning weakness. 

When the Omega regained consciousness, he groaned. "Where are we? What about the hunters?" 

Scott coughed weakly. "I managed to fight them off and drag you here after they hit you with a tranquilizer. But they'll be back—and in greater numbers. I don't think I can make it. I've been poisoned… I can barely run. You need to go. I'll hold them off and buy you time." 

The Omega looked at Scott and said. "You're poisoned and weak now." 

Scott bit his tongue, gathering blood in his mouth. Pretending to cough violently, he spat it out and said. "Yes… run before they get here." 

The Omega's yellow eyes glowed as he suddenly lunged at Scott, snarling. "Then let's not waste your Alpha spark. Let me take it!" 

Scott immediately felt their connection sever. Strangely, it didn't hurt. 'Maybe because I don't care about him at all.' Scott thought to himself. 

Just as the Omega was about to strike, he began losing strength. He fell to his knees, his body trembling. Scott realized the Omega was losing the abilities granted by the Bite and was getting poisoned by the wolfsbane. 

Scott stopped pretending and stood up. 

The Omega glared at him, gasping. "You lied to me. You poisoned me!" 

Scott's expression was cold. "No, I was testing you. And you failed." 

"Please!" the Omega begged. "Give me another chance!" 

Scott's eyes glowed red as he growled. "Now, you're going to die." 

The Omega, mustering every ounce of his strength, bolted out of the house. 

Allison approached Scott and asked. "Are you sure about letting him go?" 

Scott smiled faintly. "Let's follow him. If we're lucky, we'll get a nice show tonight." 

As they followed the Omega, Stiles asked. "So, what's the result of your little experiment?" 

Scott explained. "The moment he thought about killing me, he started losing the abilities I gave him. The wolfsbane I had him drink started poisoning him at the same time." 

Stiles raised an eyebrow. "Why'd you even do this experiment?" 

Scott replied. "You all know how powerful our abilities are. I needed to make sure I'm not creating a monster who could betray the pack and go rogue. I also wanted to see if I could pass my abilities to another werewolf if I wanted to add one to the pack." 

Allison asked. "And which werewolf are you thinking about adding?" 

Scott shrugged. "For now? No one." 

Not long after, they spotted the Omega running on all fours. He stumbled into a trap, a trip wire tightening around his wrist and hoisting him into the air. 

Scott smirked. "Now, let's hide and watch." 

They concealed themselves as Gerard, Chris, and a group of hunters approached the trapped Omega. 

Chris shocked the Omega with a taser, forcing him to shift back into his human form. "Why did you come to Beacon Hills?" Chris demanded. 

The Omega begged. "Please, let me go! I just came looking for the Alpha. I didn't hurt anyone!" 

Gerard, observing the scene, sneered. "Gentlemen, take a look. A rare sight indeed. Care to tell them what we've caught, Chris?" 

Chris sighed. "An Omega." 

"The lone wolf!" Gerard mocked. "Possibly kicked out of his pack, or the survivor of one hunted down. Maybe alone by choice. Certainly not a wise one." 

Taking a sword from one of the hunters, Gerard added. "Because, as I'm about to demonstrate…" 

He turned to the Omega and swung the sword, slicing him in half. "An Omega rarely survives on his own." 

As the lifeless body fell, Gerard addressed the hunters. "From now on, we abandon the code. Those mutts killed our brothers and turned my beloved daughter into a monster. I will see every last one of them dead." 

Stiles whispered. "Is that old guy your grandfather, Allison?" 

Allison snorted. "No. That monster is NOT my grandfather." 

Scott's gaze hardened. "Looks like I need to teach him how to behave." 

Scott stepped behind a tree, removed his clothes, and shifted into his werewolf form. Handing his clothes to Allison, he said in a deep, growling voice, "Wait here." 

Gerard, admiring the dead Omega, froze at the sound of a guttural growl. The hunters turned, panicking as a massive werewolf stepped into the clearing. 

One hunter raised his gun and fired, but Scott vanished into shadow. A moment later, he reappeared behind the shooter, grabbing him by the head and tossing him like a ragdoll into a tree. The man hit the trunk with a sickening crack, slumping unconscious to the ground. 

"Hold your fire!" Chris shouted. "You'll just end up in the hospital—or worse!" 

Scott ignored Chris and the hunters, walking straight toward Gerard. 

Gerard attempted to stab him with the sword, but the blade barely scratched Scott's skin. 

Scott smiled darkly, leaning closer. Then he roared, the force of it sending Gerard sprawling to the ground. 

Terrified, Gerard stammered. "What… what kind of monster are you?" 

Scott loomed over him. "Beacon Hills is my territory. This is your first and only warning, Gerard. If I hear that you've killed another innocent werewolf, you're dead. I'm letting you walk away tonight only because that Omega was a cannibal." 

Scott grabbed the sword from Gerard's trembling hands. "Nice sword." he said with a smirk. "I'm keeping it." 

He then turned to one of the hunters and growled. "Take off your jacket and put it on the ground." 

The hunter hurriedly removed his jacket and placed it on the ground. 

Scott, turned his glowing red eyes toward the rest of the hunters. "Now, put all your guns and rifles in the jacket, or I'll do it myself. And trust me, you won't like how that ends." 

Gerard, seething with rage, raised his gun loaded with wolfsbane bullets, aiming at Scott's back. 

Without even turning, Scott spoke in a deep, menacing voice. "Pull that trigger, Gerard, and it'll be the last thing you do on this earth." 

Gerard froze, panic flashing across his face, and slowly lowered his gun. 

Scott turned to another hunter and barked. "You. Bring Gerard's gun and put it with the others." 

The hunter hesitated, glancing nervously at Gerard, but Chris intervened. "Do it." He ordered. 

The hunter approached Gerard, who refused to let go of the gun. Chris stepped forward, his voice firm. "Gerard, give him the gun." 

Gerard glared at Chris but reluctantly released it. 

Once all the weapons were piled onto the jacket, Scott growled. "Take the Omega's body with you and bury it. Now get out of my sight." 

Chris echoed the command. "Take the body and go." 

The hunters retreated, carrying the Omega's corpse and the unconscious hunter. Gerard lingered for a moment, glaring at Scott, but Scott's red eyes locked onto him as he said. "Remember to behave, Gerard. Otherwise, don't blame me for what happens next." 

Gerard said nothing, walking away in silence. 

Chris stayed behind, studying the massive werewolf before him. "You know he's still going to come after the Hales, right?" 

Scott crossed his arms. "I know. I just don't like him and felt like teaching him a lesson." 

Chris sighed. "He'll do everything he can to get to you, Scott. He might even try to hurt Allison." 

At that moment, Allison approached with Stiles and Boyd. She overheard Chris's words and said coldly. "Then Gerard will die." 

Chris turned to his daughter, his expression pained. "Allison, he's your—" 

"He's not my grandfather." Allison interrupted sharply. "I saw what he did to Kate this morning. If Scott hadn't stepped in, she'd be dead. He's a monster, and you just admitted he'd try to hurt me to get to Scott." 

Chris nodded solemnly. "If he really tries to hurt you, I'll end him myself." 

Allison hugged her father tightly. "I've missed you. How's Mom?" 

"She's fine." Chris replied. "But I don't want you coming home until Gerard's gone. I don't want you anywhere near him." 

"Tell Mom she can visit me at school or at Scott's house." Allison said. 

Chris nodded. "Okay, I will. Now I have to go, sweetheart." 

As Chris turned to leave, Scott called out. "Hey, Uncle Chris! You forgot to leave your guns!" 

Allison rolled her eyes. "Don't mind him, Dad. Just go." 

Once Chris left, Allison looked at Scott, and asked. "Why do you even want their guns?" 

Scott grinned mischievously. "I want to play with them. I've never shot a gun before." 

Scott took his clothes from Allison, went behind a tree, shifted back into his human form, and got dressed. He emerged and said. "Alright, let's play!" 

Scott, Boyd, and Stiles began firing the confiscated guns, laughing as they experimented with the weapons. Even Allison eventually joined in. 

After a while, Allison sighed. "I think that's enough. What if we need these later?" 

Scott nodded. "Alright, let's pack these up and head home."