"Beacon Hills doesn't have a train station." Peter said.
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Stiles pulled on a door.
"What are you doing?" Peter asked.
"Little help, please." Stiles said.
Me and Peter both stood and walked over to the door. Peter pulled off the chain.
"Okay." Stiles said ad pushed it open. Inside was the same room.
"What the hell?" I said.
We walked over to Peter. Stiles went through it again. Peter and Stiles mumbled to each other.
I looked around as Stiles went up to a guy. Peter and I cornered him.
"Why are you watching us?" Peter asked.
"You tried the doors, nobody ever tries the doors." The boy said.
"Sounds like you have." Stiles said.
"The one that I could open, I've tried everything else."
"Not everything, you're still here." I said.
"And you seem like you have some kind of plan so." Stiles said. "Why don't you tell us about it?"
"I can tell you." He said. "Doesn't mean you can do it."
Stiles chuckled, "We can do it. Well at least they can."
"Uhm if it kills me then no I'm not doing it." I said.
"It's right in front of your face." The boy said. We looked over to the tunnel. "You didn't see it did you?"
"I saw it." Stiles said.
"Then why did you waste so much time running through the doors?"
"He's special." I said.
"I'll tell you why, because it's all part of the illusion. You're afraid. And they want you to be afraid."
"I'm not afraid." Peter said.
We all walked over to the tunnel.
"Can't do it, can you?" The boy asked Peter. He looked to us. "He can't do it."
"We really should kill him." Peter said.
"Let's get out of here first." I said.
"Push me." Peter said to Stiles.
"What did you say?" Stiles asked.
"Push me!" He yelled.
"Losers." I said and began walking down the dark tunnel.
Everyone followed me. We walked as approached another part of the train station.
"Might wanna stay off of the tracks. Cause that's the way in and the way out."
We heard horse noises.
"They're coming." He said.
We all jumped up , getting behind pillars and the ghost riders appeared and ran down the tunnel.
"That's the way out?" I asked.
"How in the hell are we supposed to do that?" Peter asked.
"We jump."
"Jump?" Peter asked.
"On the back of the riders as they go through."
"Is that all?"
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Angel | TW/ B.T.
Fanfictiondisclaimer: i wrote then when i was 15, sorry it's terrible Blaire Dunbar, older sister of Liam Dunbar. The move from Devenford to Beacon Hills was a big shift. Something to change their lives as they know it.
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