"the world breaks everyone, and afterward, many are strong at the broken places"
- ernest hemingway
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teen wolf and supernatural crossover
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If there was one thing Eloise thought that would occur at least once in her life, it was definitely not getting hit in the head with a metal compartment by Erica in front of Boyd's house. She wasn't particularly fond with the new Erica but she had no say because she never really knew her before the whole wolf-thing.
Elle felt her head throb with pain as she squinted her eyes open. There was nothing but darkness and the awful stench hitting her nose as she took a whiff of the air.
"Stiles?" She called out, putting her hands out above her head and felt something plastic. Stiles hummed back and stirred awake. The blonde pushed her hand up and light began flooding her vision. She looked around and finally knew where they were: a dumpster.
"What a bitch." Stiles murmured, jumping out the stinky dumpster with Elle. She regretted wearing her skirt that day because it was now ripped and smelled like something rotten.
"Here." Elle passed the metal compartment from Stiles's jeep she found laying on the ground. "What is wrong with her, seriously?" He exclaimed dragging himself to the jeep while he yelled curses to the sky, hoping that somehow, Erica could hear him with the heightened senses and whatnot.
"I'm calling the tow truck." She stated, taking out her phone but was stopped by Stiles. "No need. I can fix it." He throws the keys over to her and opens the hood while she hops onto driver's seat. Elle already knew anything he did would eventually make things worse but she didn't really care, she wanted to see how it plays out.
"You done yet?" The blonde asked, hearing the sound of metal clicking into place. "Try now." Stiles yelled, looking over to her with hopeful eyes. She twists the key into the ignition and waited but the car didn't start up. She snorted at his attempt and saw his shoulders sag before his figure hid behind the hood.
"First try, that's okay. I know what I did wrong. Learn from my mistake" He sighed, "Okay, try it."
"I think you just made more mistakes, bud." Elle quipped as nothing happened. The scrawny boy mocked her words and continued to try make it work. "Okay now, I am a hundred percent sure it'll start up."
She groans in annoyance and turns the switch again, expecting the same thing to happen. Instead, smoke began erupting from the engine. "This is not supposed to happen. Elle, get out!" Stiles yelled, the girl rushing out the jeep. They stood on the sidewalk, watching Stiles's beloved Jeep smoking.
