In which a huntress falls in love with her
best friend while the supernatural over takes their life.
"I'm starting to think that you're just being difficult!"
"𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝘁𝘄𝗼 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹𝘀, 𝘁𝘄𝗼 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗹�...
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𝘈𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦 ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
𝙍𝙖𝙞𝙣, 𝙁𝙧𝙚𝙮𝙖 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙 how much she loved the rain and the comfort it brought her. It was poring as Freya sped through the streets of Beacon Hills she had one destination in mind, Hale automotive.
When she drove through the entrance of the lot she didn't slow down she sped up heading full speed for the car parked next to the gas pump. Eli dove out of the way before she could hit him. He yelped before shakily pushing himself up from the ground and limping towards the door.
Freya got out of the car just as Eli slipped into the shop. Warmth snipped at Freya's skin as the cars went up in flames behind her.
• • • •
Liam and Hikari entered the empty police station. Liam paused, "What do you smell?" Hikari looked at her boyfriend.
"Fear." Liam looked around.
"That would be me." Jackson spoke as he Lydia, and Stiles appeared in the doorway of the holding cells.
"You're gonna want to see this," Stiles told them.
"He was a kitsune, probably didn't even know it. If the Nogitsune murdered him, then he did it to steal his tails." Hikari spoke after examining the deputy that was murdered.
"The tails only get him one thing: the Oni." Stile's spoke as his mind flashed to the last time the Nogitsune got the last tail.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. I have a tail. No one's planning on stealing my tail, right?" Jackson spoke up.
"Shut up!" Stiles glared harshly at the man.
"There's more going on and I think it's all connected." Lydia looked at Stiles and Liam.
"More what?" Liam asked.
"Well, someone's been setting fires."
• • • •
"If Freya catches up to Eli, we might need some real medical attention, not just a blow torch." Melissa looked at Sarah and Chris who were heading towards the front door.
"I feel like that was aimed at me." Peter blocked their path earning a harsh glare from both hunters.
"Get out of the way or there'll be a gun aimed at you." Sarah hissed.
"Of course. Just satisfy my curiosity about one thing. Who are you going out there to help, her or him, predator or prey?" Peter looked at them.
"I'll stop anyone who tries to kill an innocent 15-year-old." Sarah tucked her gun into her holster.
