𝟏𝟓 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐬
Riley Winters and Stiles Stilinski had been living happily ever since they departed Beacon Hills to create a life together. Everything is going amazing for them until they...
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Riley and Allison searched the stadium for about ten minutes. They covered about half of the stadium and had had no luck in tracking down Chris Argent. When they got to the balcony below the scoreboard, they stood staring down at the game, watching.
The sylph was considering ditching Allison then and there. They were wasting time and every second longer she went without locating Stiles or Aayla added to her mounting stress.
"They're not here. We need to move," she told Allison.
The woman raised a finger, "Just give me a second. We've got a good vantage point from here."
Riley glared at the woman impatiently. She was about to say something when Peter came out of nowhere and grabbed Allison by the back of her coat.
"There you are," he scowled. He proceeded to slam her head against the railing before holding her against him and locking his arm around her throat.
"Peter, what are you doing?" Riley exclaimed. "When did you even get to town?"
"Good to see you too, sweetheart," the man greeted as Allison grabbed at his arm. "I'll explain later but more importantly, why are you not killing whatever this is?"
"Peter! Wait!" Melissa shouted as she got to the top of the steps, not leaving Riley the opportunity to respond.
"No! No!" he yelled back. "No more illusions."
Riley noticed how Peter shifted so that his claws were around her throat instead of his arm. He was prepared to kill her right then and there.
Again, Riley went to speak but Melissa beat her to it. "Where's Scott? where's my son?"
Allison tried to remove Peter's hand from her throat as she spoke, "He's on the field. He's trying to save everyone. He's playing the game."
Both Allison and Riley had been surprised to see Scott on the field when they had looked down at the game. They weren't entirely sure what was going on down there but they knew that that probably meant that Coach was feeling desperate. Or sentimental.
"That most definitely sounds like your son," Peter told Melissa bitterly before turning to Chris. "But as for your daughter. . ."
"Wait!" Riley interrupted quickly as she moved closer. "Please. The Nogitsune is back and it has Stiles and Aayla. They're gone and- and I don't know what to do. I thought that she might be the only one who could help me find it."
"Oh, Riley," Melissa said gently. "I'm so sorry, sweetheart. But we will help you find them. Both of them. I promise."
"Exactly," Peter agreed. "So we don't need this illusion."
