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"Remember, Malia?"
Skylar, who was inside Scott's room, looked around his room, her body was on earth, but her mind seemed to be wandering in the clouds.
"Skye." Scott softly sighs out.
"Skylar!" Scott calls out.
Skylar jumps lightly, them turns around to face the Alpha Werewolf, who just gave her a look.
"What?" Skylar confusingly asks.
"You okay?" Scott softly asks.
Skylar sighs out. "Yeah, i'm fine, you were saying...?"
"Malia Tate."
"Yeah, i remember her, Werecoyote girl." Skylar says distracted.
"Well–––apparently, she was at Eichen House, with Maia and Stiles and she may have happened to see what was really going on with Stiles and she saw Maia practically transformed into–––you know?" Scott informs.
"She didn't kill anyone, did she?" Skylar asks.
"No, but–––Malia found a drill that was covered with blood in the room that Maia was staying and it seems that Maia's roommate said that some crazy doctor was trying to drill a hold in her head to enhance her Banshee abilities..."
Skylar scoffs, slightly rolling her eyes. "Well, we won't be seeing that crazy doctor again."
"But, these pictures..." Scott trails, showing her some pictures.
"There were a good couple of bodies that had the number five stamped on their necks...just like what the Oni did to us." Scott states.
"And, i'm thinking all of this comes down to Kira's mother." Scott hints.
Skylar sighs out, rolling her eyes, sarcastically smiling. "Great! Another psychopath, can't you ever fall for a girl that doesn't turn out to be crazy?"
Scott scoffs, clearly offended. "Kira's not crazy and Allison wasn't, okay? Thank you."
"...sure, 'cause a year ago Allison didn't try to kill Maia and kidnapped me, i probably mistaken her for someone else." Skylar sarcastically says.
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An echoing hissing sound was heard coming from inside a dark room, black leather sneakers was seen slowly walking into the darkened room, green eyes looking around the room.
A shadow was seen walking on the ceiling, claws scratching against the hard board, long dark red hair tangling from above, a face hidden in the dark and all that was seen was bright and dangerously glowing golden eyes.
Looking up at the shadow was Derek Hale, his eyes glowing an icy cold blue color, not exactly knowing who or what it was.
Derek then felt his self being thrown on his back, then he felt a warm body lying on top of him, his green forest eyes staring into the emerald ones that glimmers with glee, a happy smile graced her features as she looked down at him.
"Maia." Derek whispers.
"Hi." Maia smiles.
"Did you–––how'd you do that?" Derek seemed surprised.
"Just needed to concentrate a little." Maia hums.
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At the Yukimura's residence, Kira Yukimura had guided the Were-Witch and Alpha Werewolf into her house.
Scott had taken up a picture of Kira's mother, who seemed like she hasn't aged a bit. "...if this is you–––you have to be like ninety years old..."
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NIGHTMARES, DEREK HALE
Fanfictionnothing bad ever happens in the so-called boring small town of beacon hills. that's what maia martin, scott mccall and stiles stilinski have always told their selves, but their way of thinking soon disappeared one night stiles decided to drag them o...