𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒 ✧ 𝐒. 𝐌𝐜𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥 [𝟏] - 𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐲 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠

𝐯𝐢𝐢. a crediable threat

𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒 ･ ｡ﾟ☆ ─── 𝑇𝑊
𝗔𝗖𝗧. 𝟴

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 | 𝐴 𝐶𝑟𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑇ℎ𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡

･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ.

𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐈𝐍 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐒, 𝐀𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐖, 𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐓𝐓, 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐌 𝐃𝐑𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐉𝐄𝐄𝐏. Scott phone buzzes making Harlow lean against his shoulder, as he got a text from Argent.

"Is Parrish up?" Harlow asked.

"Yeah, he's headed to the school." Liam said.

"Why's Parrish headed to the school?" Liam asked.

"It's not Parrish. At least, not right now." Scott said.

"It's the Hellhound." Harlow said.

"Okay, why's a Hellhound going to the school?" Liam asked.

"Cause he's got a yearning for higher education?" Stiles said, sarcastically. "Liam, the Hellhound's at the school, so we're going to the school. Okay?" Stiles shifts gears before pressing down on the gas, making the jeep speed up. Finally, pulling up to the school, the four teens get out of the jeep, before slowly turning around after hearing the door slam. Harlow, Scott, and Stiles stared at Liam after he slammed the jeep door.

"Sorry." Liam said, as Stiles was giving him a dirty look. The four make their way around the school, before noticing Argent walking up to them holding a gun in his hand.

"Argent." Harlow said.

"Where's Parrish?" Scott asked.

"I lost him. He's moving too fast." Argent said, before looking at Harlow. "Can you try and find him?" Harlow shurgs.

"I can try." Harlow said, closing her eyes, trying to find Parrish, before Liam broke her out of her trance.

"Scott. Harlow." Liam said. Harlow opens her eyes making her and the others look at Liam. "That guy's not moving at all." The five look down the hall, seeing something laying on the ground. They slowly make their way, to see a man laid dead on the ground, completely teared apart. Harlow looks up seeing another body in the distance, making her walk towards it with the four behind her. It was the same, the body was completely teared apart. They look up to see a bus filled with bodies, completely mauled to death. A boy on the bus, weakly moved as he reaches towards the five.

"Help... me..." The boy said, weakly.

"It's a trap." Hellhound Parrish said, walking out of the school, as his body was on fire and his eyes glowed orange.