I'm Not A Hero //Stiles Stilinski x Reader

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧

"Ok, so how long has it been?" Stiles asked y/n and Scott

"Weeks. He hasn't gotten back to any of my texts." Scott let out a sigh as he searched the clinic for something

"Has Derek ever returned your texts?"

"Once. Definitely once." Scott nodded grabbing the can and bringing it over handing it to y/n "But this time it felt different. He wasn't answering y/n" either

"I went to the loft." Y/n explained "The alarm was on. Everything looked okay. But then I found these." She shoved the can closer to Lydia and Stiles, Stiles reached in and grabbed the same gold capsule Lydia put in her drink

"So I sent a picture of it to Deaton." Scott nodded "He said that it's the mark of a family of hunters based out of Mexico. The Calaveras."

"What would they want with Derek?"  Lydia asked

"You don't think they killed him" Stiles looked at Scott and y/n "do you?"

"I... I don't know." Scott shoot his head "y/n couldn't tell what she felt" He then looked at Lydia "That's why you're here."

She looked at the can before scooting it closer and grabbing the capsules and dropping then to the floor. Her eyes opened as she stared it it

"Lydia, what?" Y/n asked when she didn't say anything "Is he dead?"

"No." She stated before looking up, just like y/n she couldn't tell "But I'm not sure he's alive either."

"What does that mean?" Scott asked

"I don't know." Lydia continued "There's something not right.  I just... I don't know."

"So if the Calaveras have him, how do we find them?" Y/n asked as Scott lifted one of the capsules

"Mexico."

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"This doesn't seem so bad." Stiles shrugged as he looked around the town, none of them had been to Mexico before, but let's just say this first time wasn't for a vacation

"It's not the town, it's the plan." Y/n spoke, her hand was in Stiles as they continued further into the town

"What's wrong with the plan?" Stiles questioned looking betweenthe girls with him

"Stiles. This could be the dumbest plan we've ever come up with." Lydia agreed with y/n "You're aware of that, right?"

"I'm aware it's not our best." Stiles said as they stopped once again to look around

"We are going to die." Y/n said as she pursed her lips

"Yes, yes we are" Lydia agreed

"Are you saying that as Banshees or you're just being pessimistic?" Stiles said immediately growing anxious as they began walking once again

"I'm saying it as a person..." y/n faced him "...who doesn't wanna die."

"Okay. Would you just mind restricting any talk of death to actual Banshee predictions?" Stiles asked

"This plan is stupid and we're going to die." Lydia fixed it before giving Stiles a look

"Oh, thank you." He nodded with a smile

"Mmm." She nodded back

They walked through an alleyway passing by many people and booths where people were selling things until they stopped in front of a door being blocked by two guys. Lydia looked up at them before she spike Spanish, the man smiled and shook his head. Y/n rolled her eyes before she repeated what Lydia had said but the man shook his head once again.