Lyra Gray wanted a fresh new start in a normal town where she could forget the tragic accident that had caused her months of grief. However, Beacon Hills was far from normal.
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*·༘ ➳〔 ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴀ ᴊᴏʙ 〕 ࿐ ࿔*:
"Spikes!"
Lyra shouted at Stiles at the sight of tyre spikes in front of them. "What do we now?" Stiles asked Scott as he stopped the car. Just as they turn their heads to the werewolf, he was already out the door. Lyra was quick to climb from the backseat to the passenger to follow Scott but was stopped by Stiles.
"Where do you think you're going?" Stiles asked grabbing her arm to prevent her from leaving. "I'm going to Japan." She sarcastically said, earning an eyeroll from the boy. "I wanna help Scott."
"Are you insane? He's a werewolf and in case you've forgot, you're human." Stiles reminded, his arms flailing around. The brunette glared at him, still not backing down.
"Okay fine, you're a human who could beat a werewolf's ass but that's a Kanima. A creature that can literally paralyse people. We don't even know if that's all it could do. You'll get hurt." He ranted, his voice getting softer at the end. Lyra sunk back down the passenger seat in defeat, knowing he was right.
"Let go of my arm." Stiles had forgotten that he laid his hand on her shoulder and quickly pulled back, clearing his throat. They sat in silence until gunshots rang through the air. Stiles flinched at the sound and whipped his head to the girl who sat beside him. She already knew what he was about to ask and she answered it before he spoke.
"Argents."
"Did you see where it went?" Stiles asked the werewolf who was tracking the Kanima. They stood outside a club, watching the people lining up. "I lost him."
"What? You couldn't catch his scent?" Stiles asked impatiently. Scott suspected that the snake didn't have a scent so he couldn't use his sense of smell.
"All right, any clue where he's going?"
"To kill someone." Scott answered as if it wasn't already obvious what the Kanima's intention were. "Ah! That explains the claws, and the fangs and all that. Good. Makes perfect sense now." Stiles quipped, earning a glare from both Scott and Lyra.
"What? Guys, come on. I'm 147 pounds of pale skin and fragile bone, okay? Sarcasm is my only defence." Lyra rolled her eyes and continued to search for the Kanima. They started talking on how Jackson passed the Derek's test and how Jackson might not even know he's the Kanima. She couldn't imagine the shock it would be for Jackson if he knew what he was. Knowing that you weren't human all this time and belonged in the world of supernatural.
