𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒖𝒊𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒔- 𝑺.𝑺

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑫𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝑴𝒐𝒐𝒏

Mexico. Don't even ask. Lydia and Stiles stood in the middle of the square,

"This doesn't seem so bad,"

"It's not the town, it's the plan,"

"What's wrong with the plan?"

"Stiles, this could be the stupidest plan we've ever come up with, you're aware of that, right?"

"I'm aware it's not our best,"

"We are going to die,"

"Are you saying that as a Banshee or you're just being pessimistic?"

"I'm saying it as a person who doesn't wanna die,"

"Okay, then would you mind restricting any talk of death to actual Banshee predictions?"

"This plan is stupid and we're going to die,"

"Oh, thank you,"

"Mmm,"

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They walked through the street, darkness hitting the town. They stood in front of the dimly lit door with the two men standing in front. Lydia said something in Spanish as one shook their head. Stiles took the card out of his pocket and showed them as his expression changed, motioning at the camera overhead. The door opened as they walked in, they took a few steps as the door closed behind them. They continued to walk to the door and opened it to the club. People dancing and drinking. They looked around as they made their way to the bar and sat down, two shots being put in front, Stiles reached into his pocket but a hand was put on his and Lydia's shoulder,

"No, on the house, most American teenagers don't cross the border to refuse a drink,"

"We didn't come to drink," said Lydia,

She dropped the bullet casing into the shot as he looked between them.

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They sat opposite the woman as she pulled the threads out of a piece of fabric.

"Severo hates this music, me? I've always loved the music of the youth, this kind, especially, it has a savage energy,"

"We're here for Derek Hale,"

"Is that so?" she asked with amusement,

"We know you have him, we've heard you can be bought.,"

"That's fifty thousand for Derek,"

"Now, where does a teenage boy get money like this? Japanese mafia?"

A gun clocked behind them as Lydia flinched to look behind,

"Not smart to come alone,"

"What makes you think we came alone?"

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Malia dancing in the crowd. Kira sitting on the leather couch. Reyna at the bar with a drink in her hand.

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"You brought a wolf into my home?" asked Araya with a scowl,

"We brought an alpha,"

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Scott sitting in a booth by himself.

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Reyna took a sip of her drink as she heard Scott in her ears,

"Rey, dance floor, the girls are surrounded, I'm going for the guard with the walkie,"