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“You want to do what?” Noah asks incredulously.
“I know dad. I told them was a bad idea, she’s only just been introduced to the supernatural world. This is a terrible idea.” Stiles states matter of factly. The pack has gathered around the stilinski living room, hoping to reach a viable plan. They all begin talking over each other, in hopes their ideas will get through. Stiles yelling at Derek, Derek glaring at Stiles. Scott sitting in the couch as if he has no idea what’s going on.
“Stop!” Sara screams. “I have a confession to make, I’ve known about the supernatural for 4 years.” Everyone freezes, staring intently at Sara.
“Wha- How?” Stiles stammers, the sheriff asking the same.
“Well, you remember our cousins Sam and Dean?” Sara asks, looking at the floor.
“I ran into them in Texas, I didn’t know it at the time but, they were chasing a tulpa- “a what?” Issac asks, interrupting Sara.
“It’s a, uh, basically a physical materialization of a thought, resulting in the creation of a being or object, to quote Sam.” Everyone stares, bewildered.
“Wait? You are related to the most well known, respected and terrifying hunters on the planet?” Allison blurts out.
“I didn’t know they were hunters but yeah.” Sara says briefly glancing at her, next to Scott.
Derek clears his throat and gives Sara a reassuring head nod and a gesture to continue.
“They weren’t going to tell me but I followed them because I thought they were acting weird, afterwards they explained everything. They trained me and I hunted with them for the whole time, taking out monsters left and right. And before you get mad at them dad, they didn’t want to train me, I begged. You and Stiles were never supposed to know.” She says quickly to cut Noah off when he opens his mouth.
“Why did you stop?” Cue stiles asking the hard questions. Sara falls to sitting in the couch and buried her face in the hands, takes a deep breath, looks up, straight into Dereks eyes and says, “the rest of the story is going to bring up somethings I’m certain some people want left in the dark, the past.” Turning her gaze back to the floor, taking a deep breath she begins.
“ About month ago, We were hunting an omega werewolf, it had killed 7 people and we didn’t know how long it was going to keep going for, we ran into some other hunters who were also after it. We decided to stick together, work together. There were a couple of them but we only had any real contact with Chris Argent.” Sara says, glancing back towards Allison. A deep, almost sub vocal growl sounds around the room. Sara looks up into Dereks eyes, bleeding slowly red.
“Who else was with him?” Derek grits out.
“Kate.” Sara says quietly, staring at the floor. “She didn’t speak much but I heard her mention beacon hills, she was talking about the wolves here. I wanted more information so I asked her when the last time she was here was, she told me all about how she kidnapped Derek and tried to kill him and the pack, and then she started talking about the annoying little human of the pack and if she could ever get her hands on him, she would kill him, for saving Derek before she could kill him, and for being a nuisance. What she didn’t know was, that was the worst thing she could have said to me. Two hours later, everyone else had gone to sleep to get rested for the later Hunt. I told her, she had signed her own death warrant and she was never coming back to Beacon Hills, never going to hurt anyone here again. She laughed in my face, starting to tell me she would always come back to finish what she had started. I shot her in the head and I burned her body and ran. I haven’t talked to Sam and Dean since. Been on the move, trying to stay ahead of the Argents, but when Stiles called I had no choice but to come here.”
“Say it again, I need to here it again.” Derek says almost in whine.
“I killed Kate Argent. She is dead and never going to hurt anyone again.”