The doors to the morgue opened, for Isaac and Hilldon to appear. Nobody said a thing for a moment, all remained quiet for their own different and personal reasons.

Derek, who was usually the one to suppress his emotions, couldn't hold a gaze of astonishment back. Him being the one who had turned Isaac from human to werewolf, he shared a unique bond with him, even though Derek had lost the spark that made him an alpha by then.

Chris Argent wasn't far behind in terms of shock and surprise; he also had his fair share of moments with Isaac to say the least. He'd left the country in his company years back, after Allison's death, they'd found great comfort in each other, both having lost every other member of their respective families.

Scott, Lydia and Stiles were simply delighted to see an old friend, taken aback at first for sure, but his sight wasn't unwelcomed, on the contrary.

"I see you still like scarfs," Stiles was the first to break the silence. It wasn't a remark to take to heart, but it did have the merit of lightening the mood in the room.

"Isaac," said Scott with a little voice, unable to contain a bright warm smile towards Isaac.

"And Hilldon," the second person who'd showed up alongside Isaac had finally spoken. He sure had the face of an innocent child, but he also had the energy and enthusiasm of a stone wall. His cutthroat tone didn't go unnoticed.

"Hilldon? That's your son?" Chris turned towards Rosalie to ask.

"You still tell people that I am your son?" Hilldon was the one to answer instead.

"Force of habit," she said, slightly shrugging her shoulders, unapologetic.

"So, he's not your son?" said Melissa, who'd remained quiet until then.

"Never your mind about that, Isaac dear, they need you to tell your story," Maylee interjected to steer the conversation back to its original course.

"God, I'll never get used to the way you talk," he said, before finding a spot to sit in. He took a deep breath, then exhaled a long one, "I left with Argent to France a few years back, we split up before I could put the Triskelion box containing the nogitsuné in the nematon there. Back then, the nematon in France was still up, not like the one we have in Beacon Hills. I found it pretty easily but... I wasn't aware I was being followed, believe it or not.

I didn't stand a chance against the longtails, and they're even stronger now than they were then. I woke up in a cage, surrounded by mountain ash, I didn't see anyone for months, they only sent the longtails for the necessary to keep me alive.

And then one day, she showed up... She brought with her a young guy, he was Japanese, I think. Lo and behold, he was the nogitsuné, they'd managed to find him a new body,"

"When you say that she showed up, who do you mean by that?" asked Stiles.

"Euriella. I found out later on that she was a very powerful banshee, but she also had other powers, I don't even know how many," he replied.

"Euriella?" Lydia turned towards Maylee," Is she your... Sister? The one you told me about before?"

"Yes, she is... She was," said Maylee.

"Throughout the days that followed after that, a different woman was responsible of bringing me food and water. That was how I met Rosalie," Isaac continued his tale," Hilldon started showing up near my cage shortly after, I used to catch him staring at me whenever I woke up. Apparently, he was curious about the "werewolf" that his master was keeping hidden from the rest of his... Toys, shall I say?" he paused, seemingly drained of the desire to tell more.

Maylee had noticed, the way it strained him. That was possibly why she took the initiative to carry on, "Hilldon was especially close to me, he'd brought Isaac's case to my knowledge, and I decided to visit him myself. At the time, I was still by my father's side, even though I never really endorsed his doings, but I didn't think I had much of a choice.

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We'd heard about Scott McCall and his packs' accomplishments, it is safe to say that you made quite the name for yourself in the supernatural world," she said, her eyes on Scott.

"You were by your father's side? Doesn't that mean he's the master that Isaac mentioned?" said Liam.

"The master is also called the apprentice, I believe?" Lydia attempted to put the pieces together for her friends.

"The apprentice? That's our enemy?" asked Alec.

"The apprentice is a title that was given to him by his mentors, back when he first joined them, the dread doctors," Maylee began to answer, then she added, "But once he realized their ambitions were limited, he quickly chose to part ways with them. He thought that what they were going after was a monumental waste of time,"

"The resurrection of the beast, that was what they were after," stated Argent in a sigh.

"What did he want then?" Scott asked.

"More? He wanted the world?" Maylee picked up from there, "He dedicated every breath towards his cravings, the more knowledge about the supernatural world he acquired, the more he desired, there was no stopping him, no line was above crossing for that,"

"Even experimenting on his own daughter was fair game," Lydia muttered, leaving everyone else in utter disbelief after her words.

"Euriella, is his own flesh and blood, and she was also his first soldier, his first pawn in this long game. He adopted me only to repeat the process with me, at the time I couldn't say no, it was either that or death and I was only fifteen... I wanted to live" Maylee continued.

"So, this apprentice created you, a banshee?" Stiles was skeptical and for good reasons, he'd never heard of such thing before.

"Well, if that surprises you... He created much more than that. I kept quiet for years, preparing my plan. Isaac had convinced me that if I could put my faith in someone, it had to be in Scott McCall,"

"That was when you created the guardian angel?" Lydia spoke again.

"Me, Isaac, Hilldon and Rosalie. But we still needed a recruit that was skilled with computers and technology, so Isaac suggested the perfect fit. I'd opted for the method created by Loraine Martin and then used by Meredith Walker for the dead pool,"

"So, you guys are the guardian angel?" Liam interjected.

"That's what she just said, genius," the pack was quick to learn about Hilldon's short temper.

"And who is the fourth member of your group?" Stiles asked.

"You know him well, I believe. But it's better if we keep his identity a secret for now," Maylee answered quickly.

"Sure, whatever, but this still doesn't explain how you brought everyone back to life," Derek's patience finally ran out.

"Well, you bet the apprentice found multiple ways to resurrect the dead. He collected the bodies of your enemies one after the other, and he rallied the rest of them to his cause. Matt, Jennifer... I watched them rise back to life, and then came the desert wolf, before she lost her powers to you Malia, of course,"

Maylee'd began to explain but Scott interrupted her, "When I faced him, Matt said he was their latest recruit. So, he lied?"

"No, he's been brought back very shortly after his death actually, but he was kept away, he was under construction if I may say so. His transformation took the longest and I believe I don't need to explain why that is,"

"And how did you bring our friends back?" Liam pushed on.

"Why I stole one of his methods of course. First, I needed the power of Tezcatlipoca, in order to revert the bodies to their states at the moment of their deaths; that is why your friends look like they haven't aged a day. For that I needed a werejaguar or anything close to that. So, I chose Hayden for that. Then I needed a great amount of energy, in order to revive the bodies, and for that there was the power of thunder, a thunder kitsuné did the job,"

"That's why you took Kira's sword?" Noshiko spoke up.

"Your daughter has been great at being a kitsuné m'aam," Isaac commented in his usual nonchalant tone.

"Where is she?" Lydia's voice brought attention towards her.

"Still with the skin walkers, for now at least," said Hilldon.

"All of this is so... Crazy, I don't even know where to start," Peter couldn't hold his thoughts back anymore.

"No, it's not crazy. It actually makes a lot of sense when you think about it. It's the perfect plan!" Nobody had noticed Theo's presence in the room until he'd said that.

"Care to elaborate?" said Stiles.

"It's clear he's the dread doctors' apprentice, since he's using their methods," Theo paused, but felt forced to elaborate even further, seeing the looks everyone gave him, "When the dread doctors came to town, what was the first thing they did?"

"They sent Belasko after me, and then they sent you... To make sure we were too busy to stand in their way," Scott had finally caught on to what Theo had meant.

"The apprentice sent your old enemies to distract you, lay the grounds for him to show up at the very end and put the icing on the cake," Theo continued.

Silence fell in the room after that, nobody had the slightest clue as to where to start from where they were left. Nobody knew what to say, and the majority looked towards Maylee for a hint, out of all of them, she seemed to be the one to hold all the answers.

Fortunately, nobody had to think further. Scott's ringtone filled the room when he received a call. When he picked it up, he couldn't recognize the number but answered it anyway, "Hello?"

"If it isn't the true alpha himself!" The voice at the other line exclaimed.

"Deucalion?" said Scott.