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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"CHANGE THE ROUTE OF THE TRAIN?" Amelia asked in disbelief as they were walking towards the door.
"Every time we try it we are just send back to the school. It's actually really annoying."
He was about to open the door when a voice called him.
"Stiles?" Stiles looked towards the hallway. "Stiles? Is that you?"
"Mom?" He asked and Amelia opened her eyes widely.
"No, we've been through this. That's not your mom," she insisted to him as she followed him through the hallway.
He shook his head. "I know who it is. I know her voice."
Amelia sighed. "No, that's the Wild Hunt. They're tricking you," insisted Amelia. "Stiles, please believe me." But he kept staring at the doors. "The Wild Hunt brought her back, but she's not real."
Stiles remained still for a few seconds before turning around, looking at the girl.
"What do you mean «brought her back»?" He asked softly.
"Stiles," they heard the woman calling him before they both turned around to look at her. Amelia was quick to raise her bow, tensing the string. "I know what you've been through. I know how much you love your father."
Amelia looked at Stiles. "Step back." But he wasn't listening.
They heard a thunder and then, Claudia appeared again, her face similar to one of the Ghost Riders and making Amelia open her eyes widely.
"But I love him more," she said in a distorted voice. "Even from the hunt, you somehow wormed your way back into his memory."
Stiles frowned. "Yeah, worming is one of my skills."
Amelia stepped forward a bit. "I didn't understand when Lydia talked but that thing is conjured from your dad's pain," she tried to explain. "It's like... if he remembers you, he can't believe in her. God, I should really pay attention when Lydia talks."
The woman looked at them. "You have to go, Stiles."
Amelia was about to release the arrow as soon as the woman stepped forward but she grabbed her by the neck, choking her and making her drop the bow.
Stiles started trying to make her let go, but she was still holding on tight.
"You shouldn't treat your mother that way," told the woman to Stiles as he was still trying to set Amelia free. She proceeded to let go of Amelia before grabbing his neck.
"You're not my mother," he whispered as Amelia was catching her breath before looking up, noticing how the woman was choking Stiles against the wall.
