Ephemeral ➵ Allison Argent (5)

Three

A/N: heyyy LOL SO SORRY FOR THE LATE UPDATE! IM TRYING I SWEAR

Allison's POV:

Malia drags her two fingers across one of the pipes and lifts for us to see the smeared mercury. "This is Noah's. He was here." She said as Stiles worriedly looked around us. "I think he's close."

"Guys," We turn to Scott's voice, seeing as he stared at the next tunnel. "I think we've been down to tunnels like this before. Like when we were looking for Phoebe and Hayden."

"So what?" Stiles spoke as he walked to stand next to him.

"Maybe it means we were closer than we think. Maybe there's something else down here." He continued to explain as he worriedly eyed each of us. "Something we haven't found yet."

"Yeah, nothing that helps my dad." Stiles remarked.  "Look, we just can't be standing around here, waiting for something to--"

Suddenly, a pair of arms chucks Stiles to the other side of the room, causing him to slam his head against the wall which knocks him unconscious.

Malia quickly tackles the attacker but Scott and I quickly rush towards Stiles. "Stiles," I shake his arm. "Stiles, wake up." I pat his face a few times and see his eyes slowly flutter open in a daze.

"Stiles," Scott calls as he grabs ahold of Stiles' arm and carefully helps him up. "are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." Stiles muttered before a growl from Malia causes us to turn, seeing as she had Noah pinned to the ground.

"Let me go, please!" The boy pleaded to her as he frantically looked between us and Malia. "Please! They're coming!"

The sounds of clicking comes from the tunnels which causes my blood to run cold as Stiles and Scott slowly turn to the sound. "What do we do?"

Malia releases her grips with a huff which causes Noah to scramble on his feet to sprint away but I swiftly grab his arms and slam his back against the wall, pressing my arm against his throat. "You're not leaving unless we get some answers." I hiss.

"I said I don't remember!" He frantically exclaimed.

"You don't remember?" Stiles angrily questioned as he approached us. "You don't remember anything?"

"No! Not when it happens!" He coughed and I loosened the pressure I had on his throat. "Not when I change."

"You mauled my dad half to death, okay? Now it's poisoning him so you're gonna start remembering every detail right now." Stiles demanded.

"Scott, I hear them." Malia worriedly spoke as she glanced between him and the tunnels. 

"Yeah, I do too." Scott said before he glanced back to Stiles and I. "You guys need to get him out of here. Go to the Hospital and figure out a way to save your dad."

"You two alone are not gonna be able to stop them." I reminded. "It's three against two."

"Yeah, well we'll slow them down." He countered. "Stiles, go."

Stiles nods but I unsheathe one of my ring daggers and hand it to him. "You go. I'm not leaving them behind." I say and he hesitantly looks between Scott and I. "You need to save your dad, go Stiles!" I scold and he grabs the dagger from my hand before he drags Noah with him to the exit.

I stand next to Malia and unsheathe my other daggers from my belt as the sounds of footsteps from the other side of the tunnel came closer, seeing the silhouettes of the three Dread Doctors.

"We're gonna be okay." Scott assured and I worriedly eyed Malia, seeing the fear in her eyes as she stared at the Dread Doctors.

"Scott, we're gonna die down here." She scolded.