Character: Theo RIKEN. Page 2

- Not I see you driving lessons?
- I hope not.
- And I'm sure that you hit a few road cones... and almost hit a sophomore.
- Sophomore shouldn't have to stand there.
- I think you could use... a little practice.

- I never lied about that, why come to beacon hills. I'm here for the pack. I came for the coyote in disguise. Those whose main instinct is to kill. Came for the Banshee, a girl surrounded by death. Came for a dark kitsune. For beta with the problems of self-control and for void Stiles. Here's a pack I want. Unfortunately for Scott there is no place. Your heartbeat quickens, Stiles. Not because you're afraid. The nogitsune is gone... but your hands are more blood than all of us.
- Then it will be more.

But it doesn't matter, because... now you'll have something else. Power. A real strength. Strength, speed, heightened senses. And what to do with all this? I know what you're thinking: find Stilinski, to break his legs, cut off his ears, pull teeth. But the only problem is that the physical pain can be controlled. The real pain is emotional pain. And such pain can not be stopped. If you want to cause Stilinski just such a heartbreaking emotional pain... need to go for it... but for those who are dear to him.

- You killed my best friend.
- Be honest, Stiles. If he really was your best friend?

- Believe you? The guy who killed his own sister when he was nine?
- That's right, when I was nine. I also believe that the guy in the red suit comes down the chimney to deliver gifts. So when showed up three people in masks and told me that my sister wants me to take her heart, I believed them.
- So you together gutted and killed her. Beautiful story.
- I watched as she falls into the water and freezes in a matter of minutes. I think I understand what is happening?
- I think you pushed her. And you liked it.

Don't believe him.
- You left him alive.
I'm not a murderer.
- You still think you will get through this without killing anybody?
- I didn't say that.

- Can you feel it, Theo? Here it is, the secret of strength. Pain. Taking away the pain, take life, take strength. All or nothing. You take until there is nothing left. Here's where you can find a spark... and then to take her. The pain, the life force only in this order and nothing else, you know?
- How.

- You don't remember me, huh? I think I have changed a little since the fourth grade.
- Theo?
- Do you know him?
- They both knew. Trust me, I never thought I'd meet you again. A couple of months ago I heard of an alpha in beacon hills. And when I found out his name is Scott McCall, I just couldn't believe it. Not just an alpha, a true alpha.
- What do you want?
- I'm back in beacon hills. He returned home with his family. Because I want to be a part of your pack.

- I'll tell you where your father is. If you promise not to help Scott.
[Stiles hits Theo]
- And here he is! Here's void Stiles! It's better, isn't it?
[Stiles hits Theo]
- We don't tell Scott. You don't want to lose your best friend, right? Although we both know it was never you. Now you hate me, but over time you will understand. Even though it is not easy. You can't help Scott and save his father. But there's still time, Stiles. You still have time.

I came for the werewolf-the coyote. I came for the Banshee, the dark kitsune for beta with problems controlling anger. I came over the possessed Stiles. A pack I want and it doesn't include Scott.

I didn't know what to do, so did nothing.