𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐜𝐲 | 𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐥𝐟 𝐱 𝐦𝐜𝐮

0101 : 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬

It is a dark and foggy night as several Beacon County Sheriff's Department deputies pull up to the Beacon Hills Preserve in their police cruisers. At least a dozen officers get out of their vehicles, some with K9 unit dogs who are barking and whimpering amongst the radio chatter. Flashlights in hand, the deputies begin their search in the woods

The camera panned around a bedroom that boasts a cozy ambiance. A tall shelf overflows with an eclectic collection of books, their spines showcasing a myriad of genres. Adjacent to the shelf, a vintage vanity stands adorned with trinkets and makeup, its mirror reflecting the room's warm glow. The focal point of the space is a wall adorned with an array of pictures and posters.

Aurora Sinclair was next shown lying comfortably on a queen-size bed nestled in the corner, surrounded by plush pillows and half her body covered in a soft duvet, her laptop on her lap while she watched Gilmore Girls with a bowl of popcorn beside her.

Her attention was focused solely on her screen while she ate popcorn, but she was interrupted by a knock on her window, forcing her to pause her show. The tapping became relentless, so she took a pocket knife from her bedside table and stood up to see what it was.

"Why do you keep a pocket knife at your bedside?"

Shrugging, she answered, "Well, you always have to be prepared; you never know who'll attack," to which Natasha nodded in approval. Rogers stared at the girl strangely, wondering what kind of attack might happen in the small town.

Oh, only if he knew

Slowly approaching the window, her right hand gripping the pocket knife tightly, she pushed the curtains to the side, but she saw no one. As she was ready to turn away, someone suddenly came against the window, causing her to toss the knife in alarm.

The guy from the window ducked, and the knife struck the glass, but thankfully didn't break through and stab him. Aurora, seeing who it was, huffed in annoyance. The outsider peeked and saw Aurora glaring at him.

Noah Stilinski sighed, "I think I know who it is," and pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration.

AURORA: [opens the window to let him in] Stiles, what the fuck is wrong with you!

"And I was right," turning to look at his son, who turned as he felt a stare, he then saw his dad staring at him deadpan. Stiles offered his best smile and attempted to look innocent.

Stiles climbed inside Aurora's room and dusted himself off, refusing to look at the glaring blonde.

"You are aware of the concept of a door, right?" Aurora remarked slowly to Stiles as if she was speaking to a baby, Stiles laughed sarcastically at this, "I know what a door is Rory, but I think it's more fun climbing through your windows"

"What the fuck?" Clint mumbled, looking at Stiles as if he were from another planet.

"Is this a normal occurrence?" Melissa asked his son, who nodded, and turned back to face the screen, "I think we need to buy locks for our windows now," she mumbled to herself.

STILES: [Sarcastically, as he stared at the pocket knife still wedged in the window] Do you simply go around throwing knives at people?

AURORA: And, do you simply go knocking on people's windows in the middle of the night? [crossing her arms] What do you want that made you decide to disturb my evening?

STILES: I'll tell you later, but right now we need to go to Scott's. I'll tell you both there.

AURORA: [scoffing] I'm not going anywhere, you're going to leave, and I'll finish my show and go to bed.