2015.08.30 - Bloody MMMBop

*Jason tempts both twins. While covered in blood and gore.*

August 29, 2013

The Nemeton, Beacon Hills

Jason Christopher is sitting crosslegged in the soil not far from the edge of the Nemeton. Staring up at the newly grown tree, the Nemeton. Power washes back and forth between them, as if a connection of a sort was established. Of course it is a druidic site. So there is a very real chance that something akin to that IS happening.

Jason Christopher is dressed in a ripped up pair of fashion denim jeans. Along with a black short sleeved dragon totem shirt. But more noticeable really than the clothes themselves, he is from head to toe covered in dried blood and viscera. His hair is slicked back with it, patches of it have fallen from his face revealing the skin beneath. It looks like he showered in a fountain of blood and then went for a walk. He doesn't look up as anyone approaches. But then he is seldom worried about who may be approaching anyway. So it is hardly that suprising.

Ethan and Aiden make their way through the forest, first following the almost audible thum of magic. But soon, the scent of human blood hits them. A lot of human blood, from more than one human. They exchange looks, and Aiden pulls the iPod's bud from Ethan's ear, cringing as the music becomes even louder. "Will you shut off that garbage? You're not twelve anymore, and it's not 1997." Ethan just scowls and turns Hanson up even higher, shouting out, "Mmmbop, ba duba dop Ba du bop, ba duba dop Ba du bop, ba duba dop Ba du, yeah!" At that point, Aiden slugs his brother and snatches the iPod from the waistband of his jeans, pulling it free of the cord and tossing it as far as he can into the distance. "Bitch," Ethan grumbles, running after the small electronic device. Which happens to land just inside the Nemeton's clearing, though not very close to Jason. Ethan is so intent upon finding it, he doesn't notice Jason yet, though the smell is certainly overwhelming. Aiden's gaze, however, lands square on the Alpha Prince, his eyes widening. "Dude, what the fuck?"

Jason Christopher glances up from under blood slickened eyebrows. "Aiden I presume? Nice to meet you." He unfolds offthe ground and stands up. His clothing making a slight squishy sound. They are still damp with the blood of a number of people. "I apologize for my appearance. It is hardly the way I typically care to make a first impression." He glances at Ethan and nods to him s well. "Scott is well I trust?" He had certainly heard by now why Ethan had left. Jason seems a little more calm than the last time Ethan saw him. Apparently the Beast inside of him is currently sated with all that blood and the likely accompanying violence.

Aiden continues to openly gape at Jason, as Ethan pockets his iPod. "Jason, what the hell? You're covered in gore. Human gore." He wrinkles his nose, glancing at Aiden, then returning his attention to Jason again. "Scott's fine. Or he will be. He's awake, at least. And since we're *here*, I'm guessing you already know what went down here last night. But what the hell happened to you?" Aiden finally finds his tongue, blurting, "You the one who left a vampire head in our basement?" Ethan can only sigh and roll his eyes.

Jason Christopher glances at Aiden and shrugs. "No. I left a vampire head in Stiles Stilinski's bedroom. I would have thought someone would have burnt it by now. You do realize it will not stop reeking? How it came to rest in your basement I can't begin to guess." He flicks a piece of a human off of the back of his hand and glances back at the Nemeton. "I felt it when it was reborn. I saw enough of what happened from, friends, here in the forest. I went to have a *conversation* with those responsible. Expressing my sincere, and extreme displeasure at how they have placed people I have come to care about here in danger. I believe I'll have a similar discussions with their superiors, once I track them them down as well."

Ethan and Aiden both gape at Jason now, and Aiden is the first to speak this time. "So...you're Jason. Heard a bunch about you. Did you kill *everyone*?" Ethan frowns, elbowing Aiden. "Scott's not going to be happy when he finds out you killed anyone. Who was responsible? All we saw were giant iron...giants." He glances up at the enormous tree, shaking his head. "Can't believe all this grew last night." Aiden remains silent for now, just staring at Jason with something close to admiration.

Jason Christopher brushes some more of the gore off of his arm. "Just everyone that needed to die. No more. No less." He glances at Ethan and smiles that tight lipped smile. "Scott McCall is a very good person. A very good human being. If the rest of the world was similar there wouldn't be a need for people like me. Sadly that isn't the case, and for as much as I respect Scott's virtues, beliefs, and position as a true alpha. He is certainly not *MY* alpha." His body seems to pulse with power when he says MY. More so than Ethan has seen short of the other night when he lost it. Proximity to a fully restored Nemeton is actually empowering his own druidic power. He radiates power and authrity right now.

Aiden continues to stare in something approaching awe, while Ethan is looking up at the tree still. "So what the hell did happen here last night? Who did this? And how? Not to mention why?" He finally brings his gaze back to Jason. "Did you hear about Hale?" This finally brings Aiden back, his expression turning to a disgusted scowl. "So fucking unfair. He's no alpha, and he sure as hell doesn't deserve...whatever the hell that was last night."

Jason Christopher shrugs some and looks back at the tre, laying a palm against it. His body seeming to thrum with that same otherworldly power. "I've seen some of what happened. Enough. This power is what I will use to restore you both as soon as I have found a way I believe to be safe. I will need you both in one place for a time." He takes a shallow breath and for several minutes just basks in the power. Then he finally speaks again. "As for Derek Hale, I saw what happened through the eyes of the forest. I told you from the start it was a power you all had. I have offered to teach you. You've spent more time here than there since." he looks at Ethan, his eyes somewhat hard. "You either want to learn, or you want to run back here twice a week every week for every percieved emergency. Was your diligence appreciated? Was it worth interupting your studies again?" He waves the matter away and replies to the other question. "I am still looking into the motives for this. As well as those truly responsible. I'll find out, and then I will deal with the matter. Decisively, and permanently."

Ethan lowers his eyes, casting only a quick glance toward Aiden, who presses his lips in a thin line and stares directly at Jason. "He doesn't need us. He doesn't even want us." His eyes go to Ethan, who remains silent. "Take us with you. I'm ready to learn, even if Taylor here can't keep his mind off baby Zac." Ethan elbows him again, but Aiden ignores him. "If you can teach us to merge again, teach us to become a wolf the size of a Volkswagon Beetle, then teach us. McCall doesn't need us, and Beacon Hills doesn't want us. So take us with you." Ethan finally speaks up, though he keeps his eyes lowered. "That's not all true, but...I have to admit, Liam did better than I expected last night. He doesn't need me protecting him. Probably better off without me distracting him anyway, especially with whatever his brother is."

Jason Christopher looks between them and starts to walk. "The plane is waiting at the airport. Call ahead and have it fully fueled. I have a stop to make and then I am running back. You'll be there by tomorrow morning." He pauses and doesn't look back. But he does address them again. "Plan to be there for a while...And, welcome." Then he starts walking into the woods. Heading for Beacon Hills.

The twins exchange a glance, and then Ethan calls, "You can't go into town looking like that. You need a hot shower and change of clothes." Aiden asks, "What about our bikes?" Ethan elbows him again. "We'll ship 'em. And stop badmouthing Scott." Aiden growls deep in his voice. "You know he knew. He sent us out here to fight with fucking Hale, knowing that bitch Boyd would be here. All those months he let us believe Boyd was dead, making us feel guilty, putting us down, and all along, he knew Boyd was alive and well and following Hale again." Ethan has no response to that, looking again toward Jason. "We'll be at the airport first thing in the morning."

Jason Christopher nods as he vanishes into the forest. "I will see you then." Of course nobody will actually see HIM. He fades from site and vanishes into the murky woods.