ᴮᵃᵈ ⁱᵈᵉᵃ ʳⁱᵍʰᵗ? || ᴸⁱᵃᵐ ᴰᵘⁿᵇᵃʳ || ᵀᵂ

𝟬𝟬𝟮. 𝗟𝗔 𝗜𝗚𝗟𝗘𝗦𝗜𝗔

"My friends," Calavera says and sighs. I look at her, not once showing one sign of weakness. "I don't think you're aware of your poor timing." We know we have poor timing, don't remind me.

"Do you know what the dark moon is?" She asks and as a robot Lydia answers. "The part of a Lunar phase when the moon is least visible in the sky," she answers and I keep still, occasionally glancing around at the many people in the room, all carrying guns.

"But do you know it's meaning?" Calavera asks and I nod. "Some people say it's a time of reflection, or grief," I explain and I see that Araya stands behind her chair and grips it tightly.

"Grief and loss mija," she says and smiles, tilting her head to the side. "I wonder why when you and your friends have suffered so much loss, you would risk it again for someone like Derek Hale," she says and I smile at her.

"'Cause we don't like to lose," Stiles says and I nod. "And we don't just abounden our family." Before she could respond the walkie talkie says something in Spanish. "Front door clear, south clear," the man says in the walkie talkie and Araya smiles.

"North?" The guard asks and the man doesn't respond. He asks again in both English and Spanish and when we do finally get a response it's the one I was hoping for.

"Stiles, take 10 off the table," Scott was talking on the walkie talkie and Stiles does what Scott says, taking 10,000 of the table. Araya looks pissed off, but doesn't say anything, instead she just looks at the money.

"Maybe suck it up and take the deal," I tell her and she laughs, leaning on the desk and standing right in front of me. "While I am keen to follow the warning of a girl with several knives in her clothing, I'll have to decline," I clench my jaw, but don't comment on it.

My chest rises up and down quicker and I try to control myself. She did her homework.

Come on guys, they're losing their patience...

"Oh come just give us Derek," Stiles stays, also starting to lose patience. "You don't want him anyway, haven't you noticed what a downer he is?" He asks and I chuckle. "No sense of humour, poor conversationalist, just come on. Take the money, come on," he tries and I nod.

"And that beard, it's really ugly," I tell them and smile. "Al though, I'm not sure if you would understand that," I wasn't sure what my statement was supposed to mean, but she does look offended.

She doesn't say anything, instead she grabs her walkie talkie. "Severo, show them how the Calaveras negotiate," not really knowing what's going on I frown at her, looking around again.

"Let's go," Calavera says and they all walk away, leaving us alone for a few seconds. "This isn't good," I say and I look at Lydia. "We need to go," I stand up and at the same time the door opens.

"We decline, we don't want your money," she says and I look at Stiles. "Fine," I say and walk past her to the outside. "Skye! Wait!" Stiles says and I stop when I see 3 bodies on the ground. "Malia? Kira? Scott!" I say quickly and go to Malia's unconscious body. "Hey. Wake up!" I say and shake her body.

"Malia!" I say again and Lydia kneels down by Kira, while Stiles sits with Scott. "They're not dead," I say and look at the Calavera's. "What did you do?" She just smirks and suddenly I feel something in my neck. "No!" I say, but soon my eyes drop and I'm asleep.

I wake up again, in a cold place. I was laying against a body and it was warm. I look up to see Stiles. "Stiles?" I whisper and he smiles at me. "Yeah, you are freezing," he says and I smile weakly. I immediately notice emptiness in my clothing. My knives. They took my knives.