Introducing the sarcastic, kind, charming, and crazy.
Skylar Stilinski.
Also know as Stiles little sister. She's been the tag along sibling ever since she could walk. After the death of their mother, Stiles took joy in having her tag along with h...
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Skylar
Scott, Stiles and I were in Dereks car being pursued by Kate Argent. Scott was speeding down the road. "Faster?"
"Yes! Drive!" I yelled from the back seat.
Scott slammed the petal to the floor accelerating at a much faster rate. I quickly buckled my seat belt.
We decided to help Derek flee from the hunters and the police by distracting them as much as possible. It was working so far.
"Scott, I don't think you're grasping the concept of the car chase here..." said Stiles urgently.
"If I go faster, I'll kill us!" Scott replied anxiously.
"Well if you don't go faster, they're gonna kill us!" Stiles retorted.
I looked back to see the pursuer. "They're gone." I informed.
Stiles pulled out his police radio we stole from the station. I heard my dad over the radio. "All units, suspect is on foot heading into the Iron Works."
Scott drove through an opened section towards Derek. Stiles opened his door as we came to a stop. "Get in!" he said urgently as Stiles hopped into the back with me.
Derek ran from his spot next to a machine and jumped into the car. Scott sped off as we heard gunfire.
"What part of "laying low" don't you understand??" Scott said accusingly.
Derek hit his hand on the dashboard. "Damn it, I had him!"
"Who? The Alpha?" asked Stiles as he leaned his head in-between the front seats. I grabbed his jacket and pulled him back so I could listen too.
"Yes! He was right in front of me, and the friggin' police showed up." Derek explained.
"Whoa! Hey they're doing their job!" I scolded.
"Yeah, thanks to someone who decided to make me the most wanted fugitive in the entire state!" Derek said glaring towards Scott.
"I tried to tell him not too." I sang.
"Can we seriously get past that? I made a dumbass mistake. I get it!" Scott defended.
"Alright! How did you find him?" Stiles asked.
Scott scoffed after Derek didn't answer "Can you try to trust us for at least half a second?"
"Yeah!" Stiles added. Derek gave him a patronizing glare. "...Or, just him. We'll be back here." Stiles sulked back into his seat next to me.
"Look, the last time I talked to my sister, she was close to figuring something out. She found two things. The first was a guy named Harris." Derek told us.
Stiles lunged forward again. "Our chemistry teacher?" I grabbed him and pulled him back, again.
"Why him?" Scott asked.
"I don't know yet."
"Well, what's the second?" I spoke up.
Derek reached into his pocket pulling out a paper. "Some kind of symbol." He showed us. I looked at it intently. It looks like a medal or coin of some kind with a dog or a wolf and a star in the background. I felt like I've seen it before.
"What? You know what this is?" Derek asked.
"I've seen it on a necklace. Allison's necklace." Scott confirmed.
