Sinister
(adj.) giving the impression that something harmful or evil is happening or will happen.
"𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬, 𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐃𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐨�...
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Chapter Twenty
Dakota and Stiles were at Deaton's clinic showing him the sonogram that Melissa let them keep.
"Vanishing twin syndrome..." Deaton murmured as he read through the file as they walked towards the back room.
"This is what Melissa gave us on Mason, and why he was the perfect candidate for Beast possession."
"This is part of your expertise, right?" Stiles asked the older man.
Deaton frowns, "Not particularly, no." As soon as he places the papers down the sound of the back door opening causes the three of them to turn around. But what Dakota sees is not anything she expected to come through that door.
Liam and Scott are carrying a Dread Doctor in their arms? Her jaw is on the floor at this point.
"He's still alive." Scott announces.
"Okay, get him on the table." Deaton replies.
The four of them get to work on getting the Dread Doctor onto the exam table, once he's settled they all just kind of stand there trying to figure out what the fuck to do with a barely conscious ancient supernatural creature.
"Can you keep him alive?" Scott asked Deaton.
Dakota's eyes widen in disbelief, "You wanna keep this thing alive?"
"I'm not sure he technically is alive." Deaton replies.
"Screw keeping him alive." Liam responds, "How do we get him to talk?"
"Personally, I don't think we utilize torture nearly enough." Stiles comments.
"For once, I agree with him."
Then suddenly she hears a voice, a deep one.
"Come to me." It says, she can hear it clear as day.
