~Beacon Hills Memorial Hospital~
Kira and Liam go to the roof and encounter a Berserker. Seconds later the transformer explodes on the roof, knocking out all the power to the building. Downstairs, Chris makes his way through the dimly lit hallway. Stiles comes up behind him, Chris pulls his gun on him.
Stiles stops in his tracks with his hands in the air, "The powers out in the whole building. I lost all the cameras." Chris puts his gun away, "Stay with Scott. Text me if you hear or see anything." Chris looks at his watch and sees that they have eighteen minutes left.
~Hale Vault~
Malia takes a look at her adoption records. Her birth certificate lists her as, 'Baby Malia,' implying that she was abandoned. She was born on November 28, 1993. "You wanna talk about it? See a family counselor?" Peter questioned.
Malia scoffed, "There's nothing in here." She said tossing the file on a table.
Peter frowned, "It cost me a lot of money to get that file..."
"You got ripped off."
"You know what happens when you only hear one side of the story? You've only heard one side of the story..."
~Beacon Hills Memorial Hospital~
"I'm guessing the power doesn't go out often in this hospital?" Noshiko asked.
"Only when under attack by supernatural creatures..." Melissa replied. Melissa and Noshiko enter the room where the laptops were set up and find it empty.
Stiles is in the morgue, pacing back and forth calling Chris. "Come on, Come on... Answer the phone... Answer the phone, Argent! Come on, Argent! Why are you not answering the phone?"
Suddenly Chris comes flying through the door, "I was right! Stiles, get out of here!"
Kate enters through the door after him, "Get out of the way, Stiles. I'm taking the body."
"Why? Visual confirmation?" Stiles asked.
Kate smiled, "Don't worry, handsome— I'm not the Benefactor."
"Then what do you want with the body?" Chris asked.
"I wish I could tell you." She said before stepping forward. Chris rushes toward her and puts a gun to her jaw, "I always forget you carry two." She smiled.
~Hale Vault~
"You murdered people. Not killed—murdered." Malia accused Peter.
"There were extenuating circumstances," Peter claimed.
"Like what? The fire?" but Malia knew that was not good enough of a reason to murder a countless number of people.
"A fire that nearly burned me alive. Six years in a coma— do you know what that's like for one of us? It's not a pleasant sleep. Imagine it... being trapped in your own body, but fully cognizant, unable to do anything other than listen to your own thoughts slowly driving you absolutely and totally insane. Minute by minute. Day by day. Yes, I've done horrible, terrible things... and so have a lot of people. And horrible, terrible things are going to keep happening... especially when there's a Deadpool with your name on it." Peter explained.
"But not yours."
"True. But I'm not the Benefactor. I'm just a guy who's out of millions of dollars, a few thousand of which I used trying to help you."
"Me? How does the bad guy prove that he's not so bad? By doing an act of kindness. What could you ever do for me?" Malia asked curiously.
"Help you find your mother. I'm interested myself, as the memory was stolen from me by my sister, Talia."
Malia looked interested, "Okay. What did you find out?"
"A woman— might be her. I don't have a name yet... just a particularly interesting alias. She's called, "The Desert Wolf," Do you know what that means?"
Malia's eyes grew wide, "...Coyote."
~To be Continued~
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Animagus
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