𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕,
𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚜𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝
Now, a new threat attacks Beacon Hills, and this time plays with Amelia's feeling when the question she never thought she'd ask arrives.
Who
Is
Stiles?
...
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AMELIA WAS WALKING THROUGH THE WOODS, TRYING TO REMEMBER. Lately, she had been losing more and more focus, more and more control. She needed an anchor, and she swore she had one yet... it's not working.
She thought maybe walking through the woods at night will calm her down, but of course she brought her bow and arrows.
Lately, since they discovered that they were missing a person called Stiles, Amelia hasn't been feeling well. It's like there is a part of her that is missing.
And she was trying so hard to remember what is it.
She has looked at the pages of her journal for long periods of time, just waiting to see if the pages return, the words appear.
But nothing.
As she was walking through the woods, she heard someone talking. Someone talking loudly.
Two people. Humans. Clearly humans.
One of them who did know how to walk in the forest at night, and the other one screaming.
The girl hid behind the tree as she heard the ramblings of one of them, and as soon as they shut up, the girl jumped from her hiding spot, releasing the arrow and this one landing on the tree right next to...
Melissa and Argent?
The two grown ups turned around quickly to look at the girl, who was putting her bow down.
"Amelia!" Yelled at her Melissa and the girl simply waved, forcing a smile. "What are you doing here?"
"What am I doing here? I thought you had a night shift. And why are you with Argent?" The man sighed.
"Nice to see you again, Sealgair." She clicked her tongue in response. "If you excuse us..."
Amelia stepped forward. "What are you hunting?"
"Nothing of your concern. We got it covered." Amelia scoffed.
"No, you don't. I don't need supernatural hearing to listen to Melissa's rambling. I was a mile away and I could hear her." She placed an arrow in the string. "You clearly need my help."
Melissa looked at the girl. "Go home. What are you even doing here?"
"I needed to learn control again. To find myself. Lately, a lot of things have been happening and I'm not feeling completely Amelia right now." She stepped behind Argent. "So what are we hunting?"
