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𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞,𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦?𝐀𝐡, 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞

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𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞,
𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦?
𝐀𝐡, 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞.

𝐕𝐎𝐈𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒
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They think they can catch me. They think they've outsmarted me. They think they know it all.

They don't know anything.

I knew stiles was the perfect host for this. A weak human. Always starting plans for his little alpha. Always neglected. It was hard to get to him at first, I'll admit. He's one emotionally tough teenager. But after he passed through the nemeton? It was a piece of cake.

I've had fun picking through his mind, making him hear and see things. I've gotten to know him. I know his weaknesses and his strengths. I know how to bring his friends to their knees. I know how to trick them into believing we're not who they think.

I'm going to bring them all down, and I'm going to use Stiles to do it.

Of course, he's locked in a chokehold right now. But once I get close enough, I'm going to get rid of him. I will become the host of his body. I don't care what the costs are or who gets in the way.

I'd escaped from the hospital two days ago. They had people looking for me everywhere. I thought that was hilarious. They wouldn't find me unless I wanted them too.

By now, I'm sure everyone knew who I was. I didn't really care, though. I knew my power, and soon, they would too.

I was walking towards the basement of Beacon Hills High School.  I have a plan, and it's to make everyone trust Stiles again so they'll never see what's coming.

I had an emitter in one hand and blueprints in the other. The emitter was the only thing that would get Scott's attention. If it brought the twins with him, even better. Isaac, however, was locked up inside a hospital room. It's not like he could get out if he wanted to. He was nearly electrocuted to death.

I pressed the top of Chris' emitter. I couldn't hear anything, but I knew the wolves could. It took them seconds to get downstairs.

"Stiles?" I heard from behind me. I smirked to myself for a second, but it dropped when I turned around.

"Okay. I know what you guys are thinking, but it's me. I swear to god, it's me." I hold my hands up, and feign innocence.

Ethan growls loudly. He was trying to get my chemo signals.

"Wait, stop!" Scott shouted

Aiden growled this time.

"I said stop!"

They didn't stop. It was beginning to get on my nerves. Scott let out a loud roar. I'm surprised no one came down here to see what the commotion was about. But everyone stopped growling.

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