The World Is Crumbling

Chapter One

A ringing cell phone illuminated the darkened room as Stiles reached over to answer it. He hadn't been sleeping, he hadn't been sleeping since...since everything happened. Or better yet, since he died and came back to life. All of that had left him a little rattled, and it made him understandably scared to sleep at night.

"Hello?" He spoke into the phone quietly, careful not to wake any of his friends that had fallen asleep in the living room.

They had been up all night trying to figure out plans to move. Being power rangers wasn't enough to keep them here, if anything it was the main reason that they were leaving.

"Stiles, I need you to wake up,"his dad's voice rang out through the phone.

"I am awake dad. What's up, is everything okay back in Beacon Hills?" There was a heavy silence that made Stiles almost positive that something bad was about to be said, but there was nothing said at all.

His dad was being creepily quiet, and it was even starting to freak him out, and he didn't even know what was happening yet.

"Dad, come on, you're acting like someone died." He laughed at his small joke, but what he wasn't expecting was more silence from his dad on the other end of the line.

"Dad? Did someone actually die?"

Now he was getting worried. Normally his dad was never this quiet. Never. And he wouldn't leave a question unanswered unless it was something that actually scared him, or he was scared of giving someone else bad news. Right now it seemed like the second one.

"Kira. I found Kira's dead body on the lawn. She had werewolf scratches through her throat and torso. It was a werewolf Stiles, and that isn't even the worst part."

Stiles went completely silent. Kira was dead? How was that even possible? And a werewolf? Scott wouldn't have let that happen. Even if he had been an absolute dick, he loved Kira. He wouldn't let anything bad happen to her, or at least he hoped not. He still had a little faith that Scott would do the right thing. And Kira, even though she had sided with him, he still didn't want her dead.

"Did you tell Scott? He can probably track down who did it? How did he even let that happen?"

Dead silence once more.

"Dad? Answer me? How could Scott let that happen?"

A deep breath could be heard through the phone before his dad's voice came through the phone.

"Scott was the one who did it."

Stiles didn't hear anything after what he had said just then.

Scott killed Kira?

Scott killed Kira.

No way? Even if Scott was the biggest dick in the world, he still would never kill someone. Not only is Scott the biggest softie in the world when it comes to saving people, but he would've lost his true alpha status if he did.

He would be an omega with blue eyes since he took the life of an innocent.

Stiles hung up the phone and looked through his contacts. Before he could click on Scott's contact, Scott was calling him.

He answered before he could even realize what he was doing.

"Stiles, I'm in a lot of trouble. They're saying I killed Kira. They're after me. I don't know what to do." Scott was crying, but from what Stiles could hear it didn't sound real, and it didn't sound anything like Scott.

"Why are you calling me Scott. I thought you hated me."

"I never hated you Stiles. But that isn't the point. I need your help. They're going to arrest me."