🍒005; The Dread Doctors

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A car that belonged to Maia Martin was located in the dark roads of Beacon Hills, ginger hair reflected from the window that the moonlight was shining on, the car then stopped by a corner.

Maia rested her head on the steering wheel, her hands resting on the sides, her fingernails at the tip of the red furry casing.

Maia groans out, her then tilting her head upward, eyes shut with a conflicted expression on her face. "What are you doing Maia?" She whispers to herself as she opened her eyes, her green eyes connected with the ceiling.

"Don't tell him that's all, he would never understand." She mutters to herself.

Maia then felt something dark shadowed over her face and she frowns, looking ahead, and when she did–––she saw herself coming face-to-face with the shadowed thing she had seen a week ago.

"What are yo- what the hell are you doing on my car? It's freshly painted and glossed!" Maia glares over at the masked man in front of her.

The thing looked at her, void of emotions.

"Are you listening to-." Maia was saying but saw its hand being shoved onto her car, making her gasp out in shock, a huge dent being formed.

The thing stares into her eyes and then jumped off, running to wherever it wanted.

Maia didn't care, she didn't even care to look where the thing was running, she couldn't believe that she was seeing this thing face-to-face.

Maia breathlessly sighs out, she then dug around to get out her phone.

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"Your shoulder okay?" Skylar concerningly looks at her boyfriend as they were still at the school, the brunette then sighs out, realizing how dumb her question was. "Of course it's not."

Donovan walked down the school halls, looking for the Werewolf and the Human, he then stopped by the library, him taking a chance to listen to where they could be.

He then heard the sounds of hearts beating thunderously coming from the library, his head turned to the side, a hole in his neck that was filled with sharp razor teeth.

Donovan then smirks, going into the library, where he saw the couple.

"Hello, Skye." Donovan smirks, anger in his eyes, he then saw her phone on the ground. "Oh!" He then chuckles. "Your best friend, The Banshee is calling, should i call her back? Tell her you're in some kind of trouble? Or should i kill you right here, right now?"

"You could never actually kill me even sightless, you're just another useless little experiment." Skylar tauntingly says.

Donovan had gotten angry, but instead of attacking her, he seemed to be more interested in Stiles. "Where's that bitch boyfriend of yours? In hiding?" Donovan smirks.

"Why do you want to know where Stiles is? I'm right here." Skylar seethes.

"All right, Stiles?" Donovan calls out. "You don't want me to see? I bet you don't even remember me, do you?"

Skylar rushed forward, jumping on a shelf, then used her speed and super strength to attack him but he quickly encountered her and snatched her by her leg and drove his razor teeth that were protruding from his hand and deeply bit on her leg.

Skylar cried in pain, grabbing onto her leg. "Donovan, you son of a bitch!"

"You're his hero, aren't you?" Donovan smirks, he then went towards her as she gotten up.

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