𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒 ✧ 𝐒. 𝐌𝐜𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥 [𝟏]

𝐢. the dark moon

𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒  ⋅ ∙ ∘ ─── 𝑇𝑊
𝗔𝗖𝗧. 𝟱

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄 | 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝐷𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝑀𝑜𝑜𝑛

⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅

𝐈𝐍 𝐀 𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐄𝐗𝐈𝐂𝐎, 𝐀 𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐂𝐀𝐑 𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐄𝐓, 𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐋𝐘𝐃𝐈𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐒. Stiles looked around noticing all the people talking before shaking his head

"This doesn't seem so bad." Stiles said, making Lydia shake her head slightly.

"It's not the town, it's the plan." Lydia said, making Stiles look at her as he gave her an offended look.

"What's wrong with the plan?" Stiles asked, making Lydia sigh.

"Stiles, this could be the stupidest plan we've ever come up with. You're aware of that, right?" Lydia said, as she turns to Stiles who nodded.

"I'm aware it's not our best..." Stiles said. Lydia raised her eyebrows at him.

"We are going to die." Lydia said, causing Stiles to look at her, before they started to walk.

"Are you saying that as a Banshee, or are you just being pessimistic?" Stiles asked, as they made their ways to the Calaveras base.

"I'm saying it as a person who doesn't wanna die." Lydia said, giving him a 'are you serious' look.

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

"This plan is stupid and we're going to die." Lydia said, making Stiles laugh as he gave Lydia a sarcastic look.

"Oh thank you." Stiles said, sarcastically. Lydia just smiles at him. The two soon made their way towards the building of a club before stopping seeing two men looking at them.

"Estamos aquí para la fiesta?" Lydia asked, making one of the guys shake his head.
Stiles looks at them before digging into his pocket. Soon he pulls out a card that had a picture of a specific skull as he showed it to the two guys.

One guy gestured his head up, making Stiles and Lydia look up to see a security camera above them. Stiles turned the card to show to the camera above them. A few seconds later the door buzzed open.