No Rest For The Wicked (Stalia AU)

Chapter 1

Malia POV

I was currently hiding in a ally, not my brightest moment really. But as I ate a tasteless Twinkie it was well worth it. I crouched onto the ground with my knees brought to my chest in the freezing cold. Perhaps I should actually attempt to pull myself together but I was quite content to where I was hiding. I'm not crazy or anything, just a fugitive on the run and trying to make my way across this hopeless country called America. People call my the Coyote because of the claw like daggers I carry around with me as a weapon, and how I travel on my own. Having a street name was actually quite helpful since not many can give the police my name and they can't figure out what I look like. Other than that it was just plan cheesy.

The sound of sirens snapped me out of my thoughts as I looked up and out of the alley. The sirens seemed close, and were gaining by the minute, so being the smart criminal I am. I stood up. Deciding to reach into my coat and pull out the daggers I was famous for incase they were after an actual bad guy. I watched as a man came skidding down the alley way in which I was hiding in, I couldn't see his face because it was hidien by a mask. But I soon realized if this was the guy the police were after.... The sound of barking dogs got me into action as I whipped around and ran down the alley way. I broke into a full speed sprint trying to make it to the end of the alley way before the police surrounded it.

"Shit." I muttered watching as a police car pulled up on the ending of the alleyway, I thought hope was pretty much lost when I saw my plan was screwed. But suddenly a hand wrapped around my arm.

"Follow me." The voice hissed, clearly male. I tuned to see a fox like mask covering his face as her pulled me into a side door on the alley's wall. He quickly slammed the door shut as he looked around. It seemed we were in some box room that had boxes and food scattered around the place. The boy didn't look around for long as he walked up to the door in front of us and peeked out. The motioned for me to follow him as he slipped out. I followed close behind into some hallway, quickly we walked down it before we found another door. As he went to check the door I got a good look at him. He wore some weird fox mask that covered his face and a black hoddie with black pants. On his back was a black backpack as well. Staring at him it hit me like a ton of bricks.

Oh my god it's the Trickster. I wasn't sure if I should fangirl or scream and run to the police for me goddamn life. The Trickster was famous for getting away with many robberies and tricking the police all the time. I started at his mask face and wonder what does he look like?

He suddenly whipped his head to stare at me. And it seemed my wish was about to be granted as he grabbed the mask and yanked it off his face. Showing a face too young. He had dark brown hair sticking up in all directions and large brown eyes , his face had moles covered about and he looked like a normal boy.

I was even more confused when he started unzipping his hoodie, it dropped to the floor to reveal a... Starwars shirt!? I watched as he put his mask into his bag and threw it down the hall.

"Coyote?" He asked and I nodded my head. "Figured, just follow what I do and .. I hide those." He mused pointing to my metal daggers. I nodded my head and placed them on the ground by his backpack. Suddenly the Trickster grabbed my arm and yanked me into a... grocery store. Of course.

He started walking down the aisle and I followed, my heart beating fast. It was almost on cue as the police bagged into the store, guns out and everything.

"This place is under lock down! We have a wanted criminal on the run and he might be in here. I want everyone to start leaving and you will all be checked!" An officer shouts and some people screamed and others slowly start making there way to the exit. I start doing the same, the trickster in front of me. Everyones hands were up as the officer jogged around the store, and I watched him with concern. I soon stood up once we reached the officer as she began to pat down the Trickster, she reached into his pocket and paused.

"What..." She mumbled as she pulled out a... Chicken nugget? The officer only shakes her head as she pushes the Trickster past her and motioned me forward. She checked me and nodded her head as she let me pass. And by this point I felt like I was going to throw up, my axciety was past the point of return. And I was extremly lucky no one had recognized me. I ran out of the store ready to face this teenage criminal boy, he stood against the wall of the store with a smug look on his face.

He looked way to young to be the criminal of legend, where was the tattoos at? Where was the beard? Where was an actually criminal?

I suddenly marched right up to the boy looking him directly in the face. His eyes gleamed with mischief, as a smirk was frozen on his face.

"Well, well, well, is it really The Coyote I hear so much about?" He laughed as I locked eyes with him.

"Watch it boy, where exactly is the actual trickster because you cannot be him." I snarled back, wishing I could punch his smug little face...

"I see you know about me too, good." He mused a smile still planted on his face, "I've been looking for you." I gave him an odd look

"Why?" I asked suspiciously. No criminal just looks for another one, only if they were up to something...

"I heard you were trying to get across the country." He mummers as he grabs my wrist to pull me farther away form the grocery store. I fall completely silent, how did he know that?

"Why does that matter?" I snarled wishing I could get away from him, and go somewhere else.

"I hear you're having some troubles with getting there and I can help. I have a car, and it may take a bit but we can get there." He says quickly. But I shake my head.

"Why would I trust you." I snap pushing his arm off my wrist. He shakes his head before standing in front of me.

"Listen here coyote, I have some... issues with the wolf pack. But if I can take you to your dad..."

"Hold up. You know my dads the leader of the wolf pack gang?" I snarl staring at him. Well my real dad anyways, I was put up for adoption because he didn't want me. But he recently found out about my little accident, and wants his daughter back to show the world the criminal I've become. Nice right?

"Of course I do, everyone knows that the precious little coyote is his daughter. He told everyone." He laughs, "He thinks it's amazing that his daughter still managed to become one of the most wanted criminals without his help." I stare up at him and shake me head.

"I just met you and you've killed three people and you except me to travel across the country with you? Alone!" I shake my head in disbelief as I try and push past him. But suddenly I hear a voice shout over to where we are standing.

"It's her! It's Malia Hale!" I whip around to see the female police officer pointing at me. I quickly look up at the Tricksters and with as much regret at possible I mutter out the words.

"Wheres your car?"

A/N- Uhhhh don't ask me how this happened. It just did, okay? This is going to be a Stalia AU and I'm trying to make Malia more like herself it's just kinda hard at times. Please comment and vote if you want me too keep going : )

HELLO HI IT IS ME FROM THE FUTURE! These first few chapters have their flaws, lots actually, but after around four chapters I find the writing gets better. So if you wish to keep reading it will get better I promise xD Thank you! Hope you enjoy my story :)