The White wolf- Teen Wolf ✔️

Chapter 17: Frenemy

Turning a corner, Scott slides to a halt when he hears voices. A crowd of people gather outside the neon lit facade of a building. It was a night club.

Scott turned, trying to find the creature. But it was Stiles and Raven, who races out of the darkness, gasping for air, well, Stiles was gasping for air.

"You see where he went?" She asked.

Scott shook his head, "Lost him."

They glance about, trying to stay out of view of the club.

"You couldn't catch a scent?" Stiles asked.

"I don't think it has one."

"Any clue where he's going?" Raven asked them.

"To kill someone." Scott answered.

"Right, that's what the claws and fangs are for. Now it all makes sense." Stiles said sarcastically but then saw the looks in his friend's faces "Sorry. I'm a hundred and forty-seven pounds of pale skin and fragile bone. Sarcasm's my only defense."

"Can you just help me find it?" Scott said.

"Not it. Jackson." Stiles said while looking around.

"I know, I know."

"But does he know? And did anyone else see him back at your house?" Stiles asked.

Scott shook his head "I don't think so. And he already passed Derek's test anyway."

"Yeah, but that's the thing. How did he pass the test?"

"I don't know"

"Maybe it's an either/or thing. Derek said a snake can't be poisoned by its own venom, right? So when's the Kanima not the Kanima?" Raven asked making realization cross over the two boys faces.

"When it's Jackson." Scott looked to Stiles for confirmation, but Stiles's gaze was focused on something else.

"Dude..." He nodded to the roof of the club where a tail arcs into the moonlight.

The Kanima's body glides into view and then darts down through an air conditioning vent.

"You see that?" Stiles asked and they nodded.

"He's inside."

"What the hell's he going to do in there?" She asked.

With a quick breath, Scott snapped his head toward the line. He caught a scent "I think I know who he's after "

"What? How? Did you smell something?"

"Armani."

They all turn to the entrance where they see a familiar face using a fake ID to get into the club.

Jackson's best friend, Danny.

Slipping around to the back alley behind the club, Scott, Raven and Stiles locate the rear door.

But when Stiles tried the handle, it was locked.

"Maybe there's a window we could climb through-" A metallic crunch interrupts him. Stiles peers down to see the handle was no longer attached to the door and in Raven's hand. "Or a handle we could rip off with super human strength. How did I not think of that?"

Under the pulsing boom of house music and the flash of laser lights, they tried to blend in. Looking around, however, Scott and Raven begin to notice something. Raven was one of only a few girls.

"Dude... Everyone in here is a dude. I think this is a gay club." Scott said loudly.

They looked at Stiles who was standing in the middle of a bunch of drag queens.

"Man, nothing gets past those keen werewolf senses, huh, Scott?" Stiles asked sarcastically as Raven laughed.

"This is amazing." She said before pulling Stiles away from the drag queens "Sorry ladies, I need to borrow him for a moment." She said with a smile.

"No problem sweetie, by the way girl. You're some hot ass." One of them told her.

"Thank you! Bye ladies!" Raven told them with a smile.

"Bye girl." They yelled back at her.

They went over to the bar and Stiles slapped the table "Three beers." He said.

"IDs?" The bartender asked.

They pulled out their drivers licenses. The bartender looked at them with raised eyebrows "How about three cokes." He said.

"Rum and coke? Coke's good. I'm driving anyway."

After a couple of minutes the bartender came back with a couple cokes.

"Those two are paid for." He said pointing at Scott and Raven's cokes before gesturing to two men across the bar, that held up their drinks and nodded at them.

Scott shyly smiled and looked away, while she just rolled her eyes.

"Shut up." Stiles grumbled.

"I didn't say anything."

"Your face did." Stiles brings the soda to his lips, but pauses when he spots someone in the crowd "I found Danny."

Scott's gaze, however, is fixed on the ceiling, "I found Jackson."

Perched among light fixtures above, the Kanima moves like a spider across the ceiling, stealthily making its way toward the dance floor.

And toward Danny.

All humor gone, a now fearful Stiles shakily sets his drink back on the bar next to Scott, who keeps his gaze on the ceiling and the kanima perched there.

"Get Danny." Scott said making the two look at him.

"What are you going to do?" Raven asked and Scott flicks open his fist, unsheathing his claws.

"Works for me." Stiles nodded before him and Raven moved to go get Danny.