Teen Wolf

Previously on Teen Wolf...

I saw everyone, even Derek and Ethan.

All of you turned to stone.

All I want is some good, old-fashioned revenge.

This wolfsbane is going in a bullet

for Scott McCall.

They're coming, Monroe and more.

And they have heavy firepower.

Let's go.

I'm gonna tell you a story. Maybe it'll sound familiar.

There was this kid.

Sixteen, alone, and running for his life.

He couldn't see them, but he could hear them getting closer.

They had guns, crossbows.

They were hunting him.

It started on the night of a full moon.

Something came at him.

Something bit him.

And it changed his life.

It changed everything.

- What's your name? - Alec.

Did I get it right, Alec?

Is that what happened to you?

I've got my own story.

But there were parts that I didn't expect.

People...

That I thought that would be with me forever...

Were the ones that I lost.

Some people I thought I could never trust...

Ended up saving my life.

More than once.

We've all got stories.

Everyone in my story is dead.

Yeah, but you're not.

And now you're with us.

So what happens next?

Your story. How does it end?

Malia!

Didn't think you're doing this without me, did you?

Without us?

Can't believe you didn't tell me about any of this.

Not a word. Not a single word.

We had reasons. Really good reasons.

Gerard...

What he fears most...

He can't... beat you.

And he... knows it.

It's really started, hasn't it?

What's started?

It's an all-out war.

As much as I enjoy the impromptu family reunion,

what are you doing here?

I found a pack slaughtered in Brazil.

There were two words written in blood on a wall. "Beacon Hills."

You came back for Beacon Hills?

No. Came back for you.

"Blood and destruction.

"Dreadful objects so familiar.

"All pity choked with custom of fell deeds.

"Caesar's spirit, ranging for revenge. With Ate by his side come hot from hell.

"Shall in these confines with a monarch's voice."

Do you know the rest, Scott?

Do you know your Shakespeare?

"Cry, 'Havoc!' and let slip the dogs of war."

War, indeed.

Welcome back, Derek.

You must all be feeling rather nostalgic.

Are you pleased with the little family reunion

I've gathered around you, Scott?

Yeah, well, why don't you come join us and I can thank you in person?

I even have a few visitors for you,

from London.

Even someone like Jackson Whittemore

couldn't resist coming back to Beacon Hills.

Say hello, Jackson.

Do it again, old man. Come a little closer.

I'm gonna shove that thing so far up your ass...

Lost none of his charm, has he?

You can find him here with us at the Armory, Scott.

In fact...

I'm going to tell you where to find all of them.

Your Deputy Hellhound met some friends of his while responding to a call at Eichen House.

Your father, was on his way back from San Francisco with the goal of entering the fight.

But he didn't get far.

You might want to tell your mother to skip her shift at the hospital tonight.

Liam and his friends are there now.

Optimistic of them, but woefully ill-advised.

This is how you wage war, Scott.

A strategic positioning of your army against theirs.

Which is why you will come to me.

You will try to save as many as you can.

And you might even save a few.

But, your limited resources will be spread thin.

Then ultimately you will fail.

The dogs of war, Scott. They're coming for you...

Just buy us more time.

Wherever Liam and the others are, get them out of there.

Am I buying you time to come up with a plan or to get help?

Both.

It was, literally, day one at my internship,

and up comes a slide about this guy that they've been chasing in the woods in North Carolina.

- I thought you were in South America. - I was.

The bodies of the werewolves I told you about? They blamed me.

So I learn that the FBI has cornered this feral mass-murdering unsub...

I found a group of hunters gathering in a meeting place.

- I was trying to get information. - Well, the FBI found out about it too,

and they were planning a SWAT assault to take him down. Dead or alive.

And, as we all know, though, with Derek, it's preferably dead.

Preferably.

So I convinced them to take me on the Field Op.

You convinced the FBI to bring an intern

onto an extremely dangerous field operation?

- I'm surprised he didn't convince them he could lead it. - I tried. Didn't work.

Anyway, long story short, I basically, you know, had to save his life.

That's not how it happened.

Yeah. I may have left out a detail, but that's the gist of what happened. It was the essential essence of it.

You couldn't walk.

I was limping.

You couldn't walk and I know that because I was carrying you.

They shot my toe. You want to see it?

My toe was caught in the crossfire. It was obliterated.

Okay, forget your toe.

- Obliterated. - Hmm.

Guys, it's not just the hunters. We've got another problem.

It's called the Anuk-Ite.

- They're everywhere. - My phone's not working.

- I think they're using a cell jammer. - So, what do we do?

- We can't leave without Liam. - And we can't wait around for help.

- Then it's just you and me. - Against them?

Yeah. Why not?

Is this a weird time to say that I love you?

Not if I love you too.

We might die tonight.

We're not dying tonight.

Ready?

You all right?

I, I think so.

Who knocked you out?

One of my friends? Or one of yours?

I'm not... sure I have any friends right now.

I'm not sure I blame them.

You okay to stand?

We're gonna need your help.

With what?

Taking back the hospital.

This is all the yellow wolfsbane we could find.

Extremely rare... but enough to make one bullet.

And more than powerful enough to kill an Alpha.

It can get into your head. It can make you see things. What does it look like?

It used to look like two ordinary people.

But, somehow they merged.

All we know is that it's made of two faces.

One human. The other supernatural.

And it's a shapeshifter, just like us.

But it knows what you're afraid of. What you fear most.

And now it can kill you just by looking at you.

Okay, so you're telling me we gotta go up against this thing blind?

And face our deepest fear?

Yeah. Why? What do you fear the most?

Blindness.

Becoming blind?

Yeah, terrified of it. Always have been.

This just seems to be a situation of unfortunate overlap.

Lydia, you and Stiles need to find Argent, get to the Armory, rescue Jackson.

I don't think we have time to wait for him. I've gotten through those doors once, anyway. I can do it again.

Can we slow it down just for one second, make sure I'm grasping this?

So, we're actually talking about doing this?

We're gonna do exactly what Gerard wants us to? Is that right?

I think that if we stop the Anuk-Ite, we stop it all.

Stopping this thing can stop Gerard and the hunters?

- Not all of them are hunters. - He's right.

Most of them are ordinary people acting out of fear.

Monroe's not gonna change.

But I think that we can reach the others.

Most of them, actually.

The Anuk-Ite is causing them to come from a place of fear.

Well, fear's pretty motivating. Especially when it leads to anger.

And I think that if we can take out the fear, we can take out the fight in them too.

They're afraid of us, but they don't have to be.

- They just have to change their minds. - Well, we have to change their minds.

Okay, we can face the Anuk-Ite.

We can try to fight it blind. We can try to face our fears.

- But we still need to know how to catch it. - Yeah, we'll figure that out. We always do.

Oh, it is nice to see that somebody hasn't lost their optimism.

Not yet.

I have.

We will buy you time, Scott.

Who knows? Maybe Jackson has an answer.

Maybe Argent will come back with one.

You two. You're with me. And we need Peter.

Anyone who can help stop this thing or slow it down.

- Where we headed? - The high school.

That's where we're gonna find this thing?

No.

It'll find us.

Uh... two... bodies?

No blood. No wounds.

What do they look like?

Statues.

Greek.