︎Dakari Stilinski is the older brother of Stiles Stilinski. He was in his senior year, when his entire life changed, his younger brother, dragged him into the woods with their best friend.
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CHAPTER TEN: co-captain
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"DAKARI! WAKE UP!" Stiles shook his older brother,panicking. "Come on, wake up."
Dakari groaned, looking around the room. "Did that bitch knock me out?"
Stiles let out a laugh, still sounding panicked before he pulled Dakari into a hug, who awkwardly patted him back. "Stiles, I'm still on the floor. We have to go, Peter is going to Scott and we have no clue where Derek went." ↤↤↤↤↤ ᏒᏋᎷᏋᎷᏰᏋᏒ ᏖᏂᏗᏖ ᏁᎥᎶᏂᏖ ↦↦↦↦↦
Dakari, Stiles and Scott were in the jeep, Dakari sat in the back, propping himself again the door. "Okay, so how are we going to do this exactly? The Argent family is out of kill Derek and Peter, and you, Scott. Maybe they don't know about me, yet, but I figure they will soon."
"Are you actually agreeing with them?" Scott asked, disbelief.
"If killing then stops them from killing you, yes. They've killed children before, people younger then us, but, somehow it's bad that we should kill them?"
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The tires come to a screeching halt. Jackson looks terrified, standing in the parking with his car, and Chris Argent next to him.
"What's up?" Stiles asked.
"Is everything okay?" Scott questioned.
Chris smiled. "Hey, Scott. Your friend, here, was having car trouble. We're just taking a look."
"Well, our car is held together by duck tape and pure luck, so we're not much help. But, there is a shop right down the street. We can get them to tow your car."
"Yeah. You want a ride? Hey, come on, Jackson. You're way too pretty to be out here all by yourself." Stiles told him, Scott got out of the car, opening the car door.
"Hey, boys. Told you I knew a few things about cars." Chris said, the furrowed his eyebrows in a concerned look. "Dakari, are you alright?"
The senior forced a laugh. "Yeah, senior year is kicking my ass. I'm gonna beat my last score for days in a row without sleeping." He smiled brightly.
Chris hummed, nodding as he walked away and into his car. He drove off.
Jackson turned to the three, angry. "What, are you following me, now?"
