RENEGADE | "You wouldn't be the first renegade to need somebody." - Big Red Machine
In which Ainsley Dunbar transfers to a new school and learns secrets about her new friends, her town, and herself.
Teen Wolf
Seasons One to Six
Stiles Stilinski x O...
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"Where do we belong, where did we go wrong, if there's nothing here, why are we still here?" ---
I stand beside Stiles the next morning in his father's office, where there's a board set up of all of the chimeras that we know about. Noah places a red "x" through Tracy's picture as he sighs, "Chimeras."
"Two dead chimeras," Stiles corrects, speaking about Tracy and Lucas.
"And eight new ones," I add, because the police department found eight holes dug into the lacrosse the previous night, meaning that there were eight other incubations.
"So, that's ten in all," Stiles finishes.
"I'm thinking maybe eleven," Noah says as he tacks up Donovan's picture. I feel Stiles tense up beside me. I reach for his hand, squeezing it to assure him that everything will be okay. We knew that Donovan could have been a chimera, but we didn't think that Noah would catch on. "Our station tech guys confirmed something for me. They said both the holding cell lock and cameras could have malfunctioned because of something electromagnetic." Noah reaches for the copy of the book we all still need to read on his desk and holds it up. "You said that, uh, these guys—"
"Dread Doctors," I supply with a nod, playing with the hem of my black sweater.
"Are we really calling them that?" Noah asks me exasperatedly.
I gesture to the book. "I mean . . . it's what the book is called," I point out. "I'm open to other ideas."
"So, I'm thinking that they broke Donovan out," Noah explains, ignoring my comment about a different name for the Dread Doctors. "It's how they got into Eichen, isn't it? Donovan's a chimera, but is he a failure like Lucas and Tracy?"
I notice Stiles step away from us, but I know that we have to keep up this pretense of not knowing what's going on. I walk toward the board, reaching for the red marker, rushing out quickly, "If he is, he's probably dead."
Raising my hand to slash a mark over Donovan's face, Noah catches my wrist. "Not until I've seen a body," he tells me.
Sorry to tell you, Noah, but I don't think you're gonna get to see one because he just freaking vanished into thin air.
I lower my wrist as Noah turns away from me, over toward Stiles, who's no longer facing us, his body positioned toward the window. "You're uncharacteristically quiet."
"Yeah . . . Sorry, I'm, uh . . . I'm just trying to think about it, uh . . . " Stiles stammers as he walks back toward us. "These are all teenagers, right? So, now shouldn't we be trying to figure out why these teenagers? If the Dread Doctors, if they went through all that – burying them, killing them, breaking one of them out of jail—"
