Chapter 1: Music, Werewolves and Drama, Oh My!

"Dude, it's a gay club.", said Stiles to Scott as he parked his "piece of crap" Jeep across the street from the Black Rainbow. "I know, but this is where Deaton said we'd find him.", Scott said as he stepped out of the Jeep. "Right, and what exactly is this guy again?", Stiles asked. "Deaton said that he's an Incubus, basically some kind of supernatural prostitute.", Scott said. "Okay, so, how do we lure him out?", Stiles asked. "We wait until the show's done, than approach him.", Scott said. "Well, what do we say to him?", Stiles asked. "I...I don't know. I'll think of something.", Scott said.

Scott and Stiles get into the club and find a booth midway between the entrance and the stage. The lights go dark, everybody cheers, the sound of boots on wood floors flows through the club. A set of lights go up, not enough to show Scott and Stiles' target, but they knew where he'd be anyways. Their target was at the microphone with only the sides of his face being illuminated by the blue set of lights baring down on him, the dancers and the band. The target began to sing. "Please mama forgive me, cause I'm breakin all the rules tonight. Please mama forgive me, he's so wrong but he loves me so right." He sang. The intro music began and the target continued on. "Trouble's always gonna find me someway, and I don't even know how. Cause it's the way he puts the grin on my face; the way he's usin his mouth. He's tatted up, all or nothin, thunderstruck, high on somethin, smokin hot, got me puffin, puffin. Please mama forgive me cause I'm breakin all the rules tonight, oh-oh-oh. Please mama forgive me he's so wrong but he loves me so right. He's a bad bad boy and I'm a bad bad girl. Go and get bad tonight. Oh-oh-oh. Please mama forgive me cause I'm breakin all the rules tonight," Than, he screams, "TONIIIGHT!" Scott and Stiles couldn't help but respect this guy for singing a song clearly written by a woman and having the balls to perform it on stage without hesitation. "Not gonna lie, I like his voice, it's feminine but yet it still has that masculine touch to it, you know?", said Stiles. "Yeah, I know what you mean. I also like the fact that he can metal scream to a pop song.", said Scott. "I'm going to go get a drink, you want anything?", asked Stiles. "Nah, I'm good. Thank you, though.", said Scott. "Alright be right back.", said Stiles as he got up and headed over to the bar to ask for something non-alcoholic.

Stiles came back with his bottle of water just in time to see and hear the last part of the song. "Please mama hear me out, before I sin tonight. Please mama hear me out, he's just a wild child. Please mama hear me out, I am a big girl now! PLEASE MAMA! HEAR ME OOOOOOUUUUUUTT!," With that metal scream, Scott and Stiles' jaws dropped to the table. There was just something about that scream that sent chills down both their spines. "Please mama forgive me cause I'm breakin all the rules tonight,", the target sang coming back to his normal sound, "Please mama forgive me, he's so wrong but he loves me so right.", sang the target. The music than picked back up again and the target strutted across the stage, "Please mama forgive me cause I'm breakin all the rules tonight. Oh-oh-oh. Please mama forgive me, he's so wrong but he loves me so right. He's a bad bad boy and I'm a bad bad girl. Go and get bad tonight. Oh-oh-oh. Please mama forgive me cause I'm breakin all the rules tonight, TONIIIGHT!", The crowd went wild, Scott and Stiles included. They even saw some guy crowd surfing.

Now they could see his face. He had his knuckles, hands, arms, and left side of his neck tattooed. The right side of his hair was blonde and the left side was black. He was wearing a studded and spiked leather jacket, black jeans and black combat boots with black laces. "Are you guys shmammered? BECAUSE IF YOU'RE NOT YOU FUCKING SHOULD BE!" The crowd wiled out again. "Alright, this next song is not just a song, it's also a nickname I've acquired over the past year or so, this song is called 'Pretty Little Psycho', here we go.", said the Incubus. Scott and Stiles looked at each other than at the Incubus. "Oh oh oh, oh here we go. Walkin, talkin like you know I want your pretty little psycho...", he sang, "Pretty little psycho.", he whispered into the mic. "I'm ready to go, I'm takin chances, sippin lust from champagne glasses. Gotta have you, movin closer, I wont take 'no' for an answer. You're lookin crazy, you're lookin wrong. It looks like we're gonna get along. And once I've got you, it's a fact, baby there's no turning back. Make me, make me impressed! HEY! Make me, make me obsessed! Oohh, oh oh oh, oh here we go. Walkin, talkin like you know I want your PRETTY LITTLE PSYCHO! Oh oh oh, oh here we go. Baby strike a pose, I want your PRETTY LITTLE PSYCHO! Pretty little, pretty little, pretty little psycho. Pretty little, pretty little, PRETTY LITTLE PSYCHO! Pretty little, pretty little, pretty little psycho. Pretty little, pretty little, PRETTY LITTLE PSYCHO!", sang the Incubus as he and his dancers did their thing.

"So, have you come up with a plan to catch this guy yet?", asked Stiles taking a sip of his water. "Not yet, I'm still thinking. It's too bad we don't have more information on him, like his weaknesses.", said Scott. "Unfortunately, there wasn't much Deaton could tell us.", said Stiles. "That's my point, there's practically nothing known about this incubus. Why is that?", explained Scott. "I'm not sure, it's something I will look into, however.", said Stiles. The boys than turned their attention back to the incubus, who was taking the time during the bridge to address the audience and get them riled up again. Finally, the bridge ended and the build up to the last chorus began. "Oh oh oh, oh here we go. Walkin, talkin like you know I want you pretty little psycho. Oh oh oh, oh here we go," sang the Incubus kneeling down in front of some guy in the front row, "Baby strike a pose I want your,", he grabbed the guy's collar on his shirt and pulled him forward a bit and screamed in his face, "PRETTY LITTLE PSYCHO!", he then let go and strutted across the stage and continued, "Oh oh oh, oh here we go. Walkin, talkin like you know I want your PRETTY LITTLE PSYCHO! Oh oh oh, oh here we go. Baby strike a pose I want your PRETTY LITTLE PSYCHO! Pretty little, pretty little, pretty little psycho. Pretty little, pretty little, PRETTY LITTLE PSYCHO! Pretty little, pretty little, pretty little psycho. Pretty little, pretty little, PRETTY LITTLE PSYCHOOOO!" The crowd hoots and hollers louder than the last time. Scott and Stiles noticed that the guy the incubus had latched onto during "Pretty Little Psycho" was the guy who had been crowd surfing during "Mama Forgive Me".

"Before we continue I just wanna say that I'm very happy to be here in Beacon Hills tonight. We've been here for about 3 months now and you all have made me, the dancers and the band feel like family so, thank you. Thank you so much. This next song is a song that I usually sing at gay pride festivals but I think you guys'll like it just as much if not more. This song is called 'Mannequin Factory'. LET'S GOOO!", the Incubus screamed. The crowd gave out another quick roar before it settled down so the Incubus could start the song. "Oh they gonna love us, oh they gonna love us, we're beautiful, beautiful. Oh they wanna kiss us, oh they wanna dress us, we're beautiful, beautiful.", He sang. "Yeah, look at me. Tell me, what you see. Am I, I a creep? Cause I, I don't even know. Are, you impressed? Do, you, like my dress? Am I, worst or best? Oh wait, I DON'T REALLY CARE! NO ETIQUETTE! WHAT YOU SEE IS WHAT YOU GET! DRESSED IN BURLESQUE! WHILE I'M, HIDING FROM THE SUN! STRUTTING IN THE STREET! FASHION ON A FREAK! Look look, look at me! I'm a, I'm a loaded gun! DIFFERENT STROKES FOR DIFFERENT FOLKS! DIFFERENT STROKES FOR DIFFERENT FOLKS! Oh they gonna love us, oh they gonna love us, we're beautiful, beautiful. Oh they wanna kiss us, oh they wanna dress us, we're beautiful, beautiful. (oh oh oh-oh oh) WE'RE ALL MANNEQUINS! (oh oh oh-oh oh) BUILT IN A FACTORY!", The Incubus and his dancers did their dance and about quarter way through the bridge, the Incubus took off his leather jacket and threw it into the audience.

Scott and Stiles were completely baffled when the jacket just happened to land on THEIR table. "WE'RE ALL MANNEQUINS! BUILT IN A FACTORY!", sang the incubus. Scott thought their cover had been compromised when the Incubus looked directly into Scott's eyes and sang, "WE'RE ALL MANNEQUINS!" Scott quickly looked away and the Incubus continued, "Oh they gonna love us, oh they gonna love us. We're beautiful, beautiful. Oh they wanna kiss us, oh they wanna dress us. We're beautiful, beautiful. (oh oh oh-oh oh) WE'RE ALL MANNEQUINS! (oh oh oh-oh oh) BUILT IN A FACTORY! (oh oh oh-oh oh) WE'RE ALL MANNEQUINS! (oh oh oh-oh oh) BUILT IN A FACTORY!", the incubus finished. The crowd erupted in cheers and hoots and hollers for the Incubus. Before getting on with the final song, the incubus talked to the audience, "We're gonna finish with an old favorite of mine. But first, I gotta ask a question. Hey, you, yeah you, second row. Is my eye bleeding? No? That's fucked, cause I clawed my face during that last song. You know, I was kinda hoping it was bleeding... BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT FUCKING ROCK N ROLL LOOKS LIKE! AND THAT'S WHAT THIS NEXT SONG IS, BITCHES!", he shouted.

Stiles looked at Scott, Scott looked at Stiles, both then looked to the stage. Not knowing what to expect. "Hey hey hey, if you're ready to rage, raise your hands up, this what rock n roll looks like. Yeah yeah yeah, wearin leather and lace, raise your hands up, this what rock n roll looks like.", the Incubus sang. Scott and Stiles looked at each other and shrugged. "The dark days fallin down on my skin. I feel the thirst to get it in. Trouble trouble drink it down, like a king, I take the crown. Flush away the pain till my head spins. Cause we're the kids that belong to the night. We gonna get pissed, we gonna start a fight! Hey hey hey if you're ready to rage raise your hands up this what rock n roll looks like. Yeah yeah yeah, wearin leather and lace, raise your hands up this what rock n roll looks like. (nananananananana HEY! HEY! HEY!) "I think I've got something worked out.", said Scott. "Let's hear it.", said Stiles. "Well, there's only two directions he could go when he leaves here, right?", asked Scott. "Yeah, why?", asked Stiles. "If I can get Isaac and the others here in 20 minutes or so, they can be waiting and prepared to stop the incubus when I give the command.", explained Scott. "That's really all we can do seeing as we know next to nothing about him or what he can do.", said Stiles. "Alright, I'll send Isaac a text now.", said Scott grabbing his phone out of his pocket.

During Lil Wayne's part, the Incubus and his male dancers got pretty up close and personal with each other. Scott and Stiles were both relieved that they were straight otherwise they're boners would've burst through their jeans by now. Next thing they knew, the Incubus was off the stage and walking through the audience singing, "You wanna talk the talk, get up and show me your walk. You wanna talk the talk, you better show me your walk. You wanna talk the talk, GET UP AND SHOW ME YOUR WALK!,", the Incubus had made his way to Stiles' side of the table and grabbed him by the hair in back of his head, making Stiles and him lock eyes, "YOU WANNA TALK THE TALK, YOU BETTER SHOW ME YOUR WALK!" He than let go of Stiles's hair and quickly got back on stage. "Hey hey hey, if you're ready to rage, raise your hands up, this what rock n roll looks like. Yeah yeah yeah, wearin leather and lace, raise your hands up!" The music kept playing while he took a deep breath and screamed, "LIIIIIIIIIIIKE!", the scream carried into the ending chorus, "Raise your hands up, this what rock and roll looks like! Yeah yeah yeah, wearin leather and lace! Raise your hands up, this what rock and roll looks like! (nananananananana HEY! HEY! HEY! nananananananana HEY! HEY! HEY!)."

This time, the crowd cheered so loud you'd think the ceiling was about to come down. Scott noticed that the Incubus was about to leave and signaled Stiles to follow him outside. They were waiting outside the Jeep when they caught sight of their target once again. The Incubus was saying goodnight to his dancers and his band. "Get in, we'll follow him as long as we can.", said Stiles. "Sounds good.", replied Scott. The boys got back into Stiles' Jeep and waited for the Incubus to get a quarter of a mile down the road before attempting to tail him.

It was about ten minutes of twists and turns, uphills and downhills before they saw the taillights of the Incubus' car. Scott felt a sudden vibration in his pocket. It was a text from Issac: HEY, DID YOU FIND HIM YET? Scott replied: YES, WE'RE FOLLOWING HIM NOW, JUST MAKE SURE YOU, PETER, AND CORA ARE READY WHEN I GIVE THE SIGNAL. "How much farther is this guy gonna drive?" asked Stiles. "Not much longer," said Scott, "Remember, I have a little surprise waiting for him about two miles further." Not even ten minutes later, Scott signaled Isaac and the others to bring their target to a screeching halt.

Scott and Stiles get out of the Jeep to see that Isaac had cornered the incubus and Peter and Cora were further back, guarding all possible escape routes. Isaac roared at the incubus, who simply smirked and retorted, "If you wanted to rumble, all you had to do," his eyes then turned turquoise, "was ask.", he said. Isaac than lunged at the incubus, but, as fast as Isaac was, the incubus was faster. They fought for about five solid minutes before the incubus got the upper hand due to Isaac's miscalculation. The incubus caught Isaac's foot and flipped him on his back. Before Isaac could get up, the Incubus was on top of him. He laughed, leaned down and whispered into Isaac's ear, "Have you ever tried a better approach than attacking everything that moves? You should really try being a lover, not a fighter." Isaac was puzzled for a moment, a moment which the Incubus took full advantage of, and kissed Isaac. When he incubus pulled back, everyone saw a transparent turquoise stream flow from Isaac to the Incubus, who kissed Isaac one final time before getting up off him, and proceeded back to his car. Scott, Stiles, Cora, and Peter could NOT believe what they had just seen. Also, Isaac couldn't believe what he had just felt.

Scott grabbed the incubus' arm before he could open the door to his car, "Hey, you're not going ANYWHERE.", he said. "Oh, really?,", the Incubus pulled his arm out of Scott's hand with supernatural strength, "because I'm pretty sure that I am.", he said. "If you wanna talk to me like a civil human being, find me on the Lacrosse field tomorrow during your free period. Oh, and don't worry about Isaac, the effect will wear off in a couple hours. Have a good night.", said the incubus as he shut the door. Scott thought about it for a second and realized that only Stiles, Isaac, Allison, and Lydia knew what period he had off this semester. So, how did an incubus who isn't even from Beacon Hills know that? And how did he know Isaac's name?

The next day, Scott and Stiles talked things over in English (which was easier now that Jennifer wasn't their teacher anymore.) "So, what the hell was that, between Isaac and the incubus last night?", asked Stiles. "I'm not sure, I tried talking to Isaac about it when we got home but he wouldnt talk.", said Scott. "Well what do we do now? We can't just let the incubus go around town killing people.", said Stiles. "I'm meeting him at the Lacrosse field during my free period. Maybe he'll tell me something about what he's actually doing here.", said Scott. "Right, and then he'll do to you what he did to Isaac.", said Stiles. "Even if he does, he said himself that the effect wears off after a few hours.", said Scott. "Well, I think I should come with you, just in case.", said Stiles. Scott rolled his eyes, "Fine.", he said.

The bell finally rang for class to be over and Scott and Stiles head straight for the field. When they got to the locker room, they saw Isaac sitting in front of his locker, staring off into space. "Isaac,", asked Scott, "are you okay?". Isaac looked at Scott as if he'd been startled, "Y-Yeah, I'm fine. Just tired. Umm, I think I'm just gonna go home after school today. Do you think you could cover for me with coach?", he said. "Yeah, definitely, get some rest.", said Scott. "I-I will, see you at home.", said Isaac, and left.

When Scott and Stiles got out to the field, the incubus was already waiting. "Hello again, Scott, Stiles." he said. "How do you know our names?", said Scott, "I was born a witch. Luckily I managed to retain my magic after being bitten.", he said. "So you're a witch turned incubus?", asked Stiles. "Exactly, now, I'm not going to give you EVERYTHING you want to know right now. BUT, I can tell you a few things that you need to know for the moment. First of all, my name is Andrew Raven Balthazar Grey, I'm an incubus who just happens to be the lead singer in a Porcelain Black cover band, I am openly gay, I have a real issue with authority and I'm not here to kill anyone or try to claim this region for myself. I am simply here because I needed a change of scenery.", said Andrew. "How long have you been in Beacon Hills?", asked Scott. "Almost 3 months.", answered Andrew. "What did you do to Isaac last night?", asked Scott. "That's how I feed. Incubi and succubi feed on the sexual energy of others, or even each other. Some incubi and succubi can even become powerful enough to feed off of multiple people at a time.", explained Andrew. "So, last night, you... fed... off of Isaac?", said Stiles. "Indeed I did. But, to be fair, he attacked me first. I was simply defending myself.", said Andrew. "Last night, you told me that the effect would wear off after a couple of hours but he STILL looks like he just saw a ghost.", said Scott. "He's probably still in shock that a guy kissed him. 90% of the straight guys I have kissed ended up exactly like Isaac.", said Andrew. "You mean manically depressed and wanting nothing to do with the world?", Stiles shot at Andrew. Andrew's eyes narrowed on Stiles and turned turquoise. "That, or maybe he's trying to hide the fact that he actually liked and enjoyed the kiss and is going insane trying to keep the way he feels under wraps because he's afraid that if he comes to terms with what he really is, that everyone is going to treat him the exact same way his father did.", Andrew shot back.

"Wait, you know about Isaac's dad abusing him?", asked Scott. "Yes, but only because of my magic. When I kissed him, I saw everything that had ever happened to him since birth in 5 seconds. Seeing the monster that Isaac was forced to live with... I'm glad he's dead.", said Andrew wiping away some tears away before they could begin falling down his face. "I-I'm sorry, I don't usually become THIS emotional in front of people who don't trust me.", said Andrew with a slight giggle. "Why did you start crying?", asked Stiles. "Let's just say, as far as abuse goes, I know how Isaac felt more than anyone in Beacon Hills.", said Andrew. "Lemme guess, you came out and everyone hated you?", said Stiles. "Not even. Every little thing I ever did wrong, SMACK, 'oh, Andy, you didn't take out the trash!', got the old leather belt on the ass. 'Andrew, you didn't wash the ONE DISH in the sink.' SLAP! 'Andrew, you have a 12:00 curfew, it's 12:00:04.' PUNCH,", Andrew looked both angry and heart-broken, "my coming out didn't matter to my family, it was just ammunition for them to use against me." he said. "Okay, so you know how it feels to be abused, that doesn't explain why you went after Isaac.", said Scott.

"Okay, one: HE attacked ME, and on YOUR order by the way," said Andrew staring into Scott's soul, "and two: incubi are attracted to people who share a common trait, Isaac and I share the whole abusive family thing. However, whereas he basically became a little lost puppy, I became a spirit of vengeance.", said Andrew. "How, exactly, is a sex-crazed, were-beast a 'spirit of vengeance'?", asked Stiles. "I wasn't referencing to when Isaac and I were bitten, I've been an incubus longer than Scott's had claws. I meant that the abuse of his father made Isaac create a mask to hide behind so that no one would know he was being abused. The abuse I was served, made me into a fighter. If you punch me, I will punch you back ten times harder for twice as long.", said Andrew. Scott listened to Andrew's heartbeat, just as steady as when they first stepped onto the field. "I still feel like you're hiding something.", he said. "Oh, I am. But, as I said before, I wasn't giving you EVERYTHING today. If you want to talk again," Andrew handed Scott a piece of paper with Andrew's name, number and apartment address on it, "either give me a call or stop by, whatever works for you." Scott folded the paper and put it in his pocket. "Now then, I must be off, I have other things to do today than explain my life story to the True Alpha and his sarcastic sidekick.", said Andrew. "You know?", asked Scott. "Yes,", nodded Andrew, "and may I say that I like the red eyes better. Wear that title with pride, Scott. What you did to become the True Alpha is nothing to snear at.", said Andrew turning and starting towards the forest.

Later that day, while Scott covered for Isaac at Lacrosse practise, Isaac threw himself onto his bed and looked up at the ceiling. "What's wrong with me?", thought Isaac to himself. "Why did he kiss ME? Why did I LIKE it? I'm not gay. I thought Ms. Blake was hot... well, not after I saw her REAL face... But still, I've never been attracted to another guy before. How did this happen? Did the kiss MAKE me gay? Or did the kiss just unlock some hidden side of me? Maybe I should talk to Deaton. He may have some in sight as to what that incubus did to me."

Isaac was thankful that it was nearly October and temperatures were relatively low, otherwise he'd be sweating bullets from his walk down to Deaton's office. Isaac closed the door behind him and advanced towards the back. "Isaac, how are you?", said Deaton walking around to the front part of the office. "Umm, a-actually... That's what I came to talk to you about...", said Isaac. So, Isaac told Deaton about his encounter with the incubus and the thoughts and feelings he's been having. Deaton quietly listened until Isaac was done. "Well, Isaac, I know you may not want to hear this but it sounds as though you are simply finally realizing what you are as far as sexual orientation goes. Incubi can't turn people gay or straight or anywhere in between. The only way a person can be affected by an incubus like you were is if somewhere deep down inside they were turned on by same sex relations.", explained Deaton. Isaac just nodded, unsure of what to say. "I guess the only thing to do is set up a meeting between you and the Incubus. Scott and I will be here with you every step of the way.", said Deaton. Isaac nodded again. "Thanks for the insight, doc. But I should get back to Scott's before he and Melissa send a search party after me.", said Isaac. "Any time, Isaac. Have a good night.", said Deaton. "Thanks, you too.", said Isaac.

On the walk back, Isaac pondered more on what Deaton had said to him. "Could Deaton be right? Could I really be gay or bisexual or whatever? Maybe Deaton's right, maybe the only way to try to understand any of this is to come face to face with the cause of all this, the incubus.", Isaac thought to himself as he started walking faster.