After Scott and his group arrived at the pack house, they called the rest of the pack, and everyone gathered in the living room.
Once they were all seated, Scott turned his gaze to Agisa. "Alright, tell us about the vampire."
Agisa, the skinwalker, sighed, her gaze flickering toward the fireplace.
"You want to know about Victor." She murmured. "Then you must first understand the nightmare that was Sanguis Town."
Deaton said. "Sanguis… It means 'Blood' in Latin."
Stiles scoffed. "Figures. What else would a bloodsucker name his town?"
Agisa continued, her voice steady but laced with old bitterness.
"More than two hundred years ago, Sanguis Town was just like any other Wild West settlement. A saloon, an inn, a sheriff's office. Travelers passed through, stopping for rest, food, supplies… maybe even a night of comfort before continuing their journey."
Her expression hardened. "But then Victor came. He took over the town, renamed it Sanguis Town, and created a clan of vampires. The town became their hunting ground. Anyone who entered was never seen again."
"The locals lived in terror, either enslaved under Victor's psychic control or turned into vampires themselves. Those who resisted…" Her voice trailed off before she took a deep breath and continued. "They were tortured, then drained dry."
A tense silence filled the room.
"The land itself became cursed with death and despair." Agisa said. "Corpses were buried in mass graves outside the town. Even the sky above Sanguis Town darkened, as if nature itself rejected the horror unfolding there."
Lydia, her brows furrowed, asked. "Where did he come from?"
Agisa shook her head. "No one knew exactly. Only that he came from Europe, bringing with him a darkness that corrupted everything it touched."
Allison leaned forward. "And where was Sanguis Town?"
Agisa's gaze met hers. "Not far from here. Just a few miles outside of Beacon Hills." She glanced toward the window. "And I was living in what you now call the Beacon Hills Preserve."
Stiles frowned. "So, when Victor arrived, didn't you know? Did you just… watch him do whatever he wanted?"
Agisa's lips pressed into a thin line. "Even if I had known, what could I have done? I was alone. If I had fought him, I would have been killed for nothing."
Lydia said. "So, you didn't know he was there at all?"
Agisa exhaled slowly. "No. For years, I was unaware of what was happening in Sanguis Town. You have to understand, I was a guardian of the land, a protector of nature. Not of men. As long as the rivers ran pure and the forests thrived, I paid little attention to human affairs."
Allison asked. "What changed?"
Agisa's voice grew softer. "One fateful day, a druid friend of mine came to my forest. But he wasn't alone. He brought with him a group of twenty werewolves, forty hunters, and four druids. They told me about Sanguis Town… about the horrors happening there. And they were preparing for war."
"They asked for my help. And I agreed."
"For four years, we waged war against Victor and his army of the undead. The battles were brutal. We attacked during both the day and the night, we used everything we had. But no matter how many vampires we killed, Victor always made more. And though we gained new allies, we could never turn the tide in our favor."
Chris, who had remained silent, finally spoke. "You said you attacked during the day. Does that mean Victor and his vampires weren't vulnerable to sunlight?"
Agisa nodded. "Not all of them. Some of them were vulnerable to sunlight, but Victor and his generals weren't. We learned the truth after capturing one of his generals. One of our Alpha werewolves read his memories and discovered the reason."
Stiles leaned in. "Which was?"
Agisa's expression darkened. "Those turned by Victor's blood became like him, immune to sunlight. But those turned by his generals were vulnerable to it."
Stiles asked, his voice laced with curiosity. "What happens when sunlight touches them?"
Agisa's expression remained grim. "They burn to ash."
Scott's eyes narrowed. "And Victor? What are his abilities?"
Agisa took a slow breath. "He was something else entirely, a true monster." Her voice carried the weight of old scars. "No matter how many times he was shot, stabbed, or burned, he always healed. He could tear a man apart in seconds, move faster than the eye could follow. He could step into one shadow and emerge from another, making it nearly impossible to trap him. And if that wasn't terrifying enough, he could transform into a monstrous, bat-like creature, towering over his enemies."
She paused before adding darkly. "And the worst part? He could control minds. He turned friend against friend, made warriors betray their own. We were always on guard, against him and against our own. And like I said before, daylight had no effect on him."
Victoria frowned. "Did you try poisoning him with vervain?"
Agisa nodded. "We did. It weakened him, but not enough to kill him. We tried everything. Silver bullets. Fire. We even managed to trap him in mountain ash once, but he was too strong. The barrier couldn't hold him for long. He was more than just a vampire. He was something ancient, something... wrong."
Her fists clenched in her lap. "We lost so many. Each battle cost us lives. By the fourth year, we were barely holding on. We needed a new plan. We knew we couldn't kill Victor, so we decided to trap him instead."
Scott and the pack listened in silence as Agisa continued.
"We lured him to the Nemeton. Using mountain ash, we created a barrier he couldn't escape from. Whenever he tried to break free, the surviving four druids worked tirelessly to reinforce it. We created a fog with vervain to weaken him, but even then, he was too powerful."
"In the final battle, the surviving ten werewolves, fifteen hunters, two druids, and I entered the barrier to fight him head-on."
She closed her eyes for a moment. "It was a slaughter. He ripped through us like paper. In the end, the two druids sacrificed their lives to complete the ritual, sealing him inside the Nemeton. When the dust settled, only four werewolves, two hunters, the two druids who were maintaining the mountain ash barrier, and myself had survived."
A heavy silence filled the room.
Agisa exhaled slowly. "With Victor trapped, we burned Sanguis Town to the ground, leaving nothing but ashes and memories."
She looked up at Scott. "And then, I left. I returned to my duty, to the forest. I thought it was over."
Her voice dropped to a whisper. "But now… he's free again."
She met Scott's gaze, her eyes flickering with something close to hope. "I saw you and your pack fight those dark druids and that monstrous tree they summoned. I saw you wield fire like a hellhound. Maybe… maybe you can kill Victor."
Scott leaned back, rubbing his chin. "The real problem now is finding that stupid bloodsucker. As for killing him…"
His crimson-red eyes glowed, and a smirk played on his lips. "I'm sure I can. I just hope he gives me a challenge."
Agisa raised an eyebrow. "You seem confident."
Scott's smirk widened. "Maybe you think Victor is an unstoppable monster, but you've never seen anything like me or my pack. And I'm sure that bloodsucker will be very surprised when he sees me. He'll wish he'd run as far away from Beacon Hills as possible when he had the chance."
Stiles interjected. "By the way, do you have any way to track him?"
Agisa shook her head. "No, I'm sorry."
Stiles sighed, then turned to Lydia. "What about you, Lydia? Did you sense anything after hearing her story?"
Lydia frowned. "Unfortunately, no."
Melissa said. "He'll show up sooner or later. And hopefully, he'll come after us first before trying to claim the town as his own."
Stiles nodded. "Well, Dad, you should keep looking for Harris. And if you find him, let me deal with him."
Noah raised an eyebrow. "Why?"
Stiles scoffed. "Because Harris hates me, and I have no idea why. He treats me just like Snape treats Harry."
Noah blinked. "Who?"
Stiles gaped at him. "Seriously, Dad? You never read Harry Potter? Or at least watched the movies?"
Noah sighed. "So, this is about one of your stupid movies again."
Scott shook his head. "Anyway, we should keep looking for Victor and Harris. And Dad, Parrish, Deaton, Chris, and Aiden, you guys aren't Alphas yet, so don't go out alone until we deal with Victor."
Rafael nodded. "I'll stick with Noah and Parrish while I'm at work, and I'll come back here afterward."
Melissa added. "I'll protect Alan."
Chris opened his mouth. "I'm good. I can protec..."
A low growl from Victoria cut him off. He quickly corrected himself. "I mean… Victoria will protect me if needed."
Aiden smirked. "I'll go to school with you guys and stay with you after."
Noah turned to Agisa. "What about you? If Victor knows you're still alive, he'll definitely come after you."
Scott and Stiles exchanged a mischievous glance before Scott grinned. "Why don't you protect her, Uncle Noah?"
Noah caught their smirks and narrowed his eyes. Then, looking at Agisa, he said. "If you don't mind, you can stay with me."
Agisa smiled. "You seem confident you can protect me. What gives you that confidence?"
Noah hesitated before clearing his throat. "I'm a bear... I mean, a werebear... an Alpha werebear."
Agisa's smile widened. "Oh? Then I don't mind staying with you until we deal with Victor."
Melissa stood up. "Victoria, let's go cook lunch. And you too, new girl, come help."
Agisa chuckled. "Okay."
As the three women headed into the kitchen, Stiles turned to his dad with a smirk. "So, Dad… do you like her?"
Noah hesitated. "I do, but if you're not okay with it, I..."
Stiles waved a hand dismissively. "Don't worry about me. Mom's been gone a long time. We won't forget her, but I think it's time for you to be with someone again."
Noah exhaled, rubbing the back of his neck. "I haven't dated in ages. I don't even know where to begin."
Stiles grinned. "You'll figure it out."
Noah sighed. "Yeah… I just hope that bloodsucker doesn't show up too soon." Then, he turned to Lydia and the other girls. "Girls, you know how dating works. Can you teach an old bear?"
Lydia smirked. "Of course. Let's go to another room, we'll teach you everything you need to know."
As Noah and the girls left, Kira walked up to Scott. "By the way, Scott, I told my mom I want to join your pack, and she asked me to invite you to dinner tonight."
Scott nodded. "Sure. I'll go with Allison."
Kira smiled. "Thanks." Then, she followed the girls.
To be continued… 😊