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In some parts of the world, Fallon Perez is about as famous as the Hale family. With her connection to the moon, life and death and supernatural itself, she's gotten pretty well knows during her many years of life. She's been to many...
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Chapter Six 🦎 Frenemy 🦎
Stiles walked up to Scott, who was peaking around the corner of a nightclub. "You see where he went?" Stiles asked and Scott sighed and shook his head, "I lost him." He said. "What? You couldn't catch his scent?" Stiles asked and Scott looked at him, "I don't think he has one."
"All right, any clue where he's going?" Stiles asked, "To kill someone." Scott said and Stiles nodded slightly. "Ah. That explains the claws, and the fangs, and all that. Good. Makes perfect sense now." Stiles said sarcastically making Scott give him a pointed look, "What? Scott, come on. I'm one hundred and forty-seven pounds of pale skin and fragile bone- sarcasm is my only defense!" He said and Scott sighed.
"Just help me find it."
"Not "it"- Jackson."
"Yeah, I know. I-I know"
"All right, but does he know that? Did anybody else see him back at your house?" Stiles asked and Scott sighed and shook his head, "I don't think so. And he already passed Derek's test anyway." Scott said. "Yeah, but that's just the thing- how did he pass the test?" Stiles asked and Scott just shook his head, "I don't know."
"What if it's like an either-or thing? I mean, Derek said that a snake can't be poisoned by its own venom, right? When is the Kanima not the Kanima?" Stiles asked making realization cross over Scott's face. "When it's Jackson." Scott said looking at her and then at Stiles but Stiles's gaze is focused on something else.
"Uh- Dude..." Stiles says as he backs up slightly making Scott look at him confused before following him. They both look up at the roof of the club where a tail arcs into the moonlight. The Kanima's body glides into view and then darts down through an air conditioning vent.
"He's inside." Scott said, "What's he gonna do in there?" Stiles asked and then with a quick breath, Scott snaps his head toward the line. "I know who he's after." Scott said making Stiles look at him, "What? How? Did you smell something?" Stiles asked and Scott nodded. "Armani." He said and Stiles looked over to see Danny at the front of the line.
Slipping around to the back alley behind the club, Scott and Stiles locate the rear door, but when Stiles tries the handle, it's locked. "Maybe there's a window we could climb through-" Stiles said as he looked around before a metallic crunch interrupts him before Scott handed him the handle to the door.
"Or a handle we could rip off with super human strength. How did I not think of that?"
Under the pulsing boom of house music and the flash of laser lights the three try to blend in. Looking around, Scott begins to notice something, "Dude, everyone in here is a dude. I think this is a gay club." Scott said before he turned to Stiles only to find him surrounded by a group of drag queens.
