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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Major_Character_Death, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Teen_Wolf_(TV)
  Relationship:
      Deucalion/Alexander_Argent, Alexander_Argent/Deucalion
  Character:
      Deucalion, Alexander_Argent, Talia_Hale, Robert_Hale, Alpha_Hale, Deaton
      Sr, Gerard_Argent, Stiles_Stilinski, Derek_Hale, Alan_Deaton
  Additional Tags:
      Alexander_Argent_dies_or_does_he_really?, True_Mates, Young_Deucalion,
      Tags_to_be_added
  Series:
      Part 1 of The_Ones_That_Broke_Us
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-11-17 Chapters: 1/? Words: 2541
****** The Stone That's In My Hand ******
by maderi
Summary
     ATTENTION!!!!!
     This fic is also put on hold for now :-(
     See the last chapter of AS FAR AS PROMISES GO for more info.
     //////////////////////
     ***PREQUEL TO: AS FAR AS PROMISES GO***
     How did Deucalion come to be in the position he's now in? Once a man
     of vision, a happily mated teen that finally belonged somewhere, a
     fallen angel as some would say.
      
     "How did I end up here?" Deucalion whispered as hot tears ran down
     his face, green eyes glowing up at the star-spotted night sky. And as
     he closed his eyes, he could almost feel his mate beside him. The
     wind carrying his scent was almost too real and Deucalion squeezed
     his eyes shut as a small sob escaped his lips.
     "I'm so sorry....." Were the broken words that left him.
      
      
     (HEA ENDING)
Notes
     Well..... As promised, here's the surprise!!
     I hope you'll enjoy it! :D
     As always, not proofread!
     Please let me know what y'all think :D
See the end of the work for more notes
Deucalion closed his eyes as yet another pine tree passed by the window of the
car he was riding in. He sighed as his mother touched his knee reassuringly,
silently telling him that he was doing well. It was the year of 1974 and the
Watergate Scandal had just washed over the US. Deucalion opened his eyes to
look at his mother, she looked tired, somehow just a shell of what he
remembered her as when he closed his eyes. It had already been a couple of
years since his father fell victim to a group of hunters on a full moon run.
Yet another innocent soul getting targeted by hate. His father hadn’t been the
only one who fell that night, but the families that lost their loved ones all
had a supporting system around them, Deucalion and his mother had not. For a
very long time life was hard for them, but somehow they were getting by. Well
getting by as well as they could anyway.
Deucalion smiled at his mother when she arched an eyebrow at his scrunched up
face. Apparently his memories were showing.
“What is wrong, my dear?” his mother asked him with a small insecure smile on
her tired face.
“Nothing, mother.” Deucalion answered, playfully swatting away his mother’s
hand as she brushed away his too long bangs.
“You need a haircut.” she stated dryly.
“I do not!” Deucalion objected with as much indignation as a fourteen year old
boy could, though he knew his mother was right.
His mother and the other passengers just laughed at the teen.
Some time after his father’s death, Deucalion’s mother had decided that they
would move to live with her sister’s pack in America. It was a big change for
them, but the country side was just something amazing, Deucalion thought. The
new pack all went together to provide for them, to support them as much as they
could. Losing your mate was usually a death sentence in itself, but provided
with pups, the living mate would survive to take care of them. The new pack was
good to them and it didn’t matter to Deucalion that he didn’t quite fit in with
the other teens in the pack, for as long as his mother was happy, he would be
happy for her sake too.
The new pack was going to a Wolf Shift - Celebration in California, over in
Hale territory, the biggest werewolf territory in California. Deucalion had
heard of the Hale pack, even back in the UK. They were very much admired and
envied by every werewolf that knew about them. The eldest daughter of Alpha
Hale had shifted into wolf form and surprised everyone, including her father.
Very few werewolves could fully change into wolfs but the ones who could were
usually very powerful. They were always alphas though. The Hale pack seemed to
be blessed with them.
 
 
When they drove into Hale territory that afternoon, they were met by three
wolves, running beside their cars, yipping and howling at them. Deucalion had
never seen anything like it before; he turned back to his mother with wonder
plastered on his face. His mother just smiled at him and nodded back towards
the window and as Deucalion turned his head to look out again, a big grey wolf
ran up to his window and flashed his alpha red eyes at him. Deucalion stared at
the beautiful wolf in amazement as the wolf turned his head and ran in front of
the car, leading way to the Hale house. When the car came to a stop though,
Deucalion kept staring at the big grey alpha wolf as it changed back to its
human form. A big man with dark hair and golden skin stood in place of the
wolf, and as he rose to his full height he stared right at Deucalion, flashing
his alpha eyes at him again. Deucalion could feel his own eyes shifting but he
couldn’t for the life of him bow his head submissively.
His mother touched his shoulder and softly whispered his name, before she
unfastened his seat-belt and opened the door for him to step outside, but
Deucalion was frozen in place, eyes still fixed on the big alpha male. The male
smirked as he quirked an eyebrow in amusement.
“Deucalion!” His mother hissed at him.
But Deucalion just kept staring at the alpha as he slowly walked towards the
car. The alpha reached out a hand to Deucalion and Deucalion felt his hand
involuntarily move in the direction of the big alphas outstretched one.
The alphas voice was like cold water on a thunderous night as it spoke.
“You better let your mother get out of the car, young one.” He said.
Deucalion was gently dragged out by the alphas strong arm, but as his foot hit
the ground, his knee gave out and he smashed face first into the very naked
alphas chest. For a lack of a better description, it hurt. The alpha had
muscles on top of his muscle and Deucalion couldn’t help but looking up in
amazement at the much older alpha.
“You alright there, kid?” the alpha asked, but Deucalion was tongue-tied.
“I apologize for my son, Alpha Hale.” Deucalion’s mother said hastily.
“No need, no need. He looks like a good boy, ma’am.” Alpha Hale answered with a
gentle smile.
“I’m glad you all could come out here, I know it’s been a long ride so let’s
all go get some food before we can retire for the day.” He said to the newly
arrived pack.
As the alpha moved to walk up the porch steps a young woman joined him, smiling
and laughing as she bumped his shoulder. The young woman looked back at
Deucalion before she smiled at him and laughed. Deucalion heard her say to the
older male that ‘he had scared the young boy’ before she laughed again.
“Well that wasn’t the best first impression I was hoping for.” his mother said
dryly. But Deucalion was still frozen to the ground, looking in the same
direction of where the big alpha had disappeared to.
 
 
The Hale house was a large building, Deucalion noted as he finally focused his
eyes on something else than the empty doorway. Moving his still shaky legs, he
walked into the big house and looked around.
“Deucalion was it?” a deep chilling voice asks behind him.
Deucalion whipped around to see Alpha Hale, now dressed, standing there with a
big smile.
“Y-yes.” He answered, before remembering his manners. “Yes, Alpha Hale. I’m
Deucalion, very nice to meet you, Sir.”
The big alpha just laughed as he clasped a big hand to Deucalion’s back,
steering him into a big dining room with more food than Deucalion had ever seen
in his life. The big fireplace was roaring as his new pack mingled with the
Hale pack.
“Ah, the mute!” a laughing female voice said to the left of Deucalion.
He recognized the young girl as the one that had laughed at him.
“Deucalion, this is my daughter, Talia.”Alpha Hale said with a soft smile on
his face, obviously very fond of his daughter.
“Nice to meet you, ma’am. I’m Deucalion.” Deucalion said as he looked up at the
beautiful girl.
“Ma’am? Oh good Lord, I’m not yet 20 and I’m already being called ma’am!” Talia
said with as much horror as she could muster.
“Ma’am, no! Oh no, I mean Miss, ma’am. I…” Deucalion stuttered.
Talia and her father just broke down and laugh.
“Good one, Talli.” Alpha hale said to his daughter, high-fiveing her as they
grinned proudly to each other.
“Nothing personal, kid.” Talia winked as she bumped his shoulder.
“Now let’s eat and get some rest, yeah?” she smiled down at him.
Deucalion found himself laughing with her as they walked further into the
dining room. He had just possibly found his favorite person thus far.
That night Deucalion ate more than he could ever remember eating before, and as
he snuggled up to his mother, he fell asleep with a smile on his lips. He could
really see them having a happy life here with the Hale pack.
 
 
It is a couple of days later when Talia and some other people in her pack ask
Deucalion if he wants to come with them for a run. Excited to get to run free
again, he jumps up off of the sofa, almost crashing into Talia on his way up.
“YES! Yes, please, Talia!” He says excitedly. Talia just laughs as she turns to
leave out the back door.
Talia sprinted across the garden and into the woods faster than anyone
Deucalion had ever seen before. The other pack members not that far behind her.
Deucalion growled to himself as he sprinted after the bunch. They ran for a
good while, chasing each other, laughing and having fun.
Deucalion had been chasing Talia for the past ten minutes, but in a flash he
lost his footing and clashed into the forest floor with a big ‘oof ’. He must
have hit the forest ground harder than he thought, because when he rose and
searched for the sound of Talia running, Deucalion couldn’t hear anything other
than the forest itself. He started running in the direction he came from, but
after five minutes he still couldn’t hear anything. He stopped running and
looked around for a while. Not seeing anything, not even smelling the others,
he decided to howl to get their position. He smiled as his howl was answered by
three others, one of them being Talia’s. He was about to run off in the
direction of the howls when he heard a click of a gun. His blood ran cold and
he took off in the other direction, away from the Hale house. When he’d run for
a while he turned back to see if anyone was following him, relief washed over
him when he didn’t hear or smell anyone. But as he turned his head in the
direction he was running in, he collided hard into someone and as he looked up
from the forest floor, he’s face to face with the barrel of a shotgun, a mean
looking man at the end of it.
 
 
Deucalion reeled back in fear, closing his eyes as he held his breath, waiting
for the inevitable pain that soon would follow.
The man above him sighed deeply and lowered his shotgun, putting it away as
tears ran freely from Deucalion’s closed eyes.
“I’m not going to kill you, kid.” the man said, smiling down at the young teen.
“What’s your name?”
Deucalion opened his eyes and stared perplexed at the man in front of him.
“I’m Alex.” the man said, still smiling.
“Deuc.” Was the surprisingly steady reply that escaped Deucalion’s lips.
 
 
Alexander looked down at the small teen before him. He looked so innocent, well
more innocent than he should have. The young boy’s eyes were uncontrollably
flashing alpha red, which made him wonder.
He’d never seen anything like it before.
“Nice to meet you, Deuc.” Alex said as he offered a hand up to the boy, making
him curl in on himself, steady red eyes narrowing dangerously in warning this
time, as a small growl escaped him.
“Listen kid, I’m not going to harm you. Let me just help you up, and I’ll be on
my way again.” Alexander said.
He very slowly reached his hand towards the boy, inwardly grinning when the
small teen reached up to take the offered hand, but as their hands grasped each
other and Alex dragged the boy up onto his feet, he felt a strong current
running through him making his heart skip. He could hear the teen gasp as he
stared down at their joined hands, but not letting go.
“As much as I’d like to stand here holding your hand, you should probably get
going back to the Hales. I’m sure they’re starting to worry.” Alex said to the
still perplexed boy after what felt like an hour. The boy looked up at him
then, eyes big with wonder, flashing uncontrollably once more. One second he’s
staring back at the teen and the next he’s staring at the forest floor, the
teen long gone. Alex looked up in the direction of the Hale house, slowly
smiling to himself as he turned around and headed back to his truck.
 
 
 
Deucalion ran as fast as his legs could carry him. ‘What had just happened?’
As the dirt beneath his feet gave way to his frantic running, Deucalion’s head
was reeling.‘What had just happened?’
The Hale house came into view and as he burst through the backdoor, he ran
smash into Alpha Hales massive back. Deucalion fell to the kitchen floor with a
big thud.
“What’s wrong?” Alpha Hale demanded, red eyes glowing as a growl burrowed
through his massive chest.
Deucalion skidded back into a pantry and the alerted alpha looked down at him.
“What’s wrong, Deucalion?” Alpha Hale asked as he wiped away the tears falling
down the young boy’s cheeks, only then noticing and recognizing the smell that
came from him and what the teen's uncontrollably shifting eyes meant.
“Come with me, boy.” He said as he lifted Deucalion up in his arms, the boy
locking his long legs around his waist, face burrowing into his neck as he
sobbed silently.
Deucalion held onto the alpha for dear life. It was as if all the years of
trying to be strong for his mother came crashing into him all at once. The
alpha provided a kind of comfort that his mother never could give him. He gave
into his sorrow, his panic at meeting the hunter, just everything, as his
father face danced across Deucalion’s mind. He sobbed as the alpha held onto
him, drawing the pain that rushed through his body from him, softly ricking him
as he walked them to his office.
 
Alpha Hale was at a loss for words, his head dipping into everything the young
boy in his arms had gone through. Of course he knew the story of how the boy
and his mother ended up here, but to actually feel the boy’s despair was
overwhelming. The Alpha let his thoughts wander off to the Argent kid as a waft
of his smell emerged from the boy. Life sure had a funny way of dealing out
cards. And as Deucalion’s sobs died down, the alpha decided that the boy and
his mother would stay here with them. He would protect the boy in his arms like
he deserved to be protected.
 
Deucalion held on to the alpha’s neck as the older man rocked him softly. His
thoughts on the hunter he had met earlier. He squeezed his eyes shut as he
prayed to whatever was out there for his thumping heart to have been out of
fear and not….. It didn’t matter if he felt attracted to the human or not, it
could never be. Still Deucalion wondered as he looked out of the alpha’s office
window, head resting on the massive man’s shoulders as sleep took him under.
He was neither alpha nor omega…. he was just simply….him?
End Notes
     HE is ABSOLUTELY adoraballs! ^^,
     I hope you enjoyed this little new installment in the series.
     Something just didn't sit well with me as I wrote Deucalion's
     personality in A.F.A.P.G.
     I kept thinking "But why?" and "Yeah, but how did he end up like
     that? What horrible thing happened to him that made him lose his very
     mind?"
     And then it struck me. The loss of a mate!
     The loss of a mate at an early age would truly make or break
     Deucalion. He decided to honor his mate and became someone his mate
     would be proud of, a man of vision! That was until he learned the
     truth....
      
     It all just kept knocking at me until I actually sat down and wrote
     the whole story. So this will be posted while I'm writing new
     chapters for A.F.A.P.G. So Every other chapter there'll be a new one
     in here.
     This will be divided in two lapses. One centering around Deucalion as
     a teen and up until (TV) Where he gets blinded and kill off his pack.
     Then the story will change focus until we rush up with the end of
     A.F.A.P.G.
      
     So, until next time!
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