|Scar Stilinski|
"Scott, are you alright?" I asked, after Parrish and I helped him up.
We found him passed out on his hallway floor.
"Yeah." Scott nodded.
"You're bleeding." I said, moving his jacket aside.
Scott shrugged, "It's not that bad. Why are you here?"
"We need your help." Parrish spoke up.
"With what?"
I nodded to Lydia who was behind me, "With her... I found her in the woods. Her body was freezing. She was practically hypothermic but that wasn't even the worst part."
Scott waited to me to continue.
"She carved something into the nemeton... It was a badge. A sheriff's badge." Parrish finished for me.
"No, it's a warning." Scott mumbled.
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"Help!" Parrish yelled once we got to the hospital, "I've got an 18 year old female, potentially hypothermic."
"Watch her. I'm going to check on Stiles and my dad."
"I'll go with you." Scott offered.
By the time we got upstairs, my dad was in intensive care. It hurt seeing him all beaten up and injured. The door opened and Stiles walked over angrily. He tackled Scott to the floor.
I groaned, "Stiles, stop it."
"Where were you? Where the hell were you?!" Stiles yelled at Scott.
I walked over and pulled Stiles off, holding him by his shirt.
"Okay, I'm calm." Stiles told me, so I could release him.
"Your dad wasn't the only one who got hurt." Scott stated, standing up.
"Oh, you'll heal." Stiles shot back.
Scott glanced down at his still bleeding wound.
"He's not talking about himself, Stiles."
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"It could be a side effect of shock." Scott started the conversation.
"Catatonic. Theo was digging his way into her mind... and mine." I growled.
"Why would he do that? What's he looking for?" Melissa asked.
"Same thing he's always looking for... an advantage." Scott mumbled.
"So what did he gain by trying to kill Stilinski?" Parrish asked.
"It left me alone with Liam. Theo wanted to make sure no one was there to stop him from killing me."
"He used our dad as a distraction." Stiles added.
I crossed my arms, "We need to find this kid."
Melissa looked at me, "Isn't that a little dangerous, especially since he tried to kill my kid?"
"He said he didn't want our dad to die." Stiles said, looking around.
I raised my eyebrow, "You believed him?"
He shrugged, "He told me where to find him, maybe he also knows how to save him."
"What do you wanna do? Talk to him?" Scott asked.
"If it saves our dad, yeah."
"I'll come with you. He doesn't know that I'm alive. Maybe that gives us an advantage."
Stiles shook his head, "He'll know you're there. I want to talk to him, not fight him."
"You can't go alone." I told him.
"Does anyone even know how to find him?" Parrish asked.
"I don't need to know how to find him. He'll come to me."
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"Stiles! Are you okay? Are you hurt? You blacked out." I asked, helping him off the staircase.
"I'm okay. You get anything from him?" Stiles asked us.
"Nothing. He was calm. The entire time." I replied.
"What about his heart?"
"It jumped but only for a second." Scott stated.
"That doesn't mean he was lying." Stiles said as a clarification.
Scott shook his head, "Not really. The rest of the time it was steady."
"When did it jump? What was I talking about?" Stiles asked.
"Our dad being poisoned."
"It could jump in surprise, right?"
I nodded, "Yeah, I think so."
"He didn't say that he was the one who attacked your dad, did he?" Scott questioned.
"No, it was probably someone else."
"Another chimera." I mumbled.
We all walked to Stiles' rental car since the jeep was totaled. Stiles hopped in the driver's seat and locked the doors.
I sighed, "Stiles."
"I can do the rest myself." Stiles said softly.
"You don't even know where to start. You only know it's another chimera. Do you even know where you're headed? Come on, let us help. We can find the clues that you can't." I explained.
"You can't do this alone. You need me. You need all of us. I can get more help. I can text Liam." Scott added.
Stiles made a face, "Liam just tried to kill you."
"At least let me help." Scott sighed.
"You believed him."
"You trusted him too. He got to all of us."
"Theo?" I asked, but got ignored.
"You don't even know the real story." Stiles mumbled.
"I don't need to. All that matters right now is your dad. Come on, Stiles. We survived an alpha pack, a dark Druid, professional assassins. We can survive dread doctors and chimeras too."
"Don't look for a missing chimera. Look for a missing teenager." Stiles said, before unlocking the car door.
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"Got a call about a sophomore from Beacon High that never came home last night." Stiles said, scrolling through Dad's phone.
"Name?" I asked.
"Noah Patrick."
We walked out of the office and quickly found Noah's locker and broke the lock. Scott pulled out a sweater that he left in there.
"Now we can catch a scent." Scott said before throwing the sweater to Malia, who had just walked up to us.
"You called her?" Stiles asked.
"We need all the help we can get. I should be calling everyone." I nodded in agreement.
"And I know what this kid looks like."
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"He didn't want you to call me, did he?" Malia asked as we walked down the tunnels.
"It is that bad?" I asked, instead of answering.
"We kind of broke up. I guess."
"Yeah. We kinda broke up too. You can talk to us, you know?" Scott told her.
"I'm helping you find this kid and I'm doing it to save Stiles and Scar's dad."
"I'm not asking, I'm offering. It's okay if you want to."
Malia nodded, "I know."
"I got it. I got his scent." I said.
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I watched as Malia dipped her finger into the blood on the wall, "This is Noah's. He was here. I think he's close."
"Guys. We been down tunnels like these before." Scott noticed.
"So what?" Malia questioned.
"Maybe it means we're closer than we think. Maybe there's something down there. Something we haven't found yet."
"Nothing that helps my dad. We can't just be standing around here waiting for—," Stiles started to argue but got knocked down by someone running past.
"Stiles!" Scott asked, helping him up.
"You okay?" I asked.
"Let me go, please. They're coming." Noah begged Malia, who had him pinned to the floor.
She let him up but I grabbed him and pinned him to the wall instead.
"You're not going anywhere." I growled.
"I said I don't remember!" Noah yelled.
"You don't remember anything?" Stiles asked.
"No, not when it happens. Not when I change."
"You clawed my dad half to death and now it's poisoning him. You're gonna start remembering every detail right now." I started to say but Malia said something.
"Scott, I hear them."
"Hey, Stiles, get him out of here. Go to the hospital. Figure out how to save your dad. Scar, we need you over here."
I pushed Noah towards Stiles and they walked out.
"We can't stop them." I announced.
"No, but we can slow them down." Scott stated.
"We're gonna die down here." Malia added.
Scott shook his head, "No, we're not."
"How are you so sure?"
"Because you aren't the only one that I called."
"Get down." A voice said.
There was Chris Argent with a gun. He fired several shots at the dread doctors.
"Run!" He yelled so we did.
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