Moonlight Tryst ✖︎ Teen Wolf

0013 ➳ Stiles

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Evelyn Hall's POV - 01 / 07 / 2013 : Beacon Hills

"They're searching for the dark one." I turned, thoughtfully looking at the blank white walls. Sage twirling a small knife between her fingers lean't in besides me. 

"It will be one of the three the witch told us of," I nodded as the supernatural's looked at us confused. 

"Sorry Rose doesn't fancy being eavesdropped upon by supernaturals." I gave the three Werewolf's a pointed look as Rose merely smiled sweetly, my eyes darting towards her knife. Gritting her teeth together she put away the knife that she had been twirling effortlessly.

"What's the dark one?" Scott asked, as I licked my lips, my fingers brushing against the bracelet that I wore besides my tattoo's. 

"Again it's more of a who question," I paused considering his question, "and unfortunately it so happens that you amongst another two are possibly being controlled by the 'dark one,"

"What?" Scott's voice remaining strong, hidden behind a sense of confusion. 

"How did you reach into your subconsciousness?" my question rhetorical, as I allowed him to think about the dangerous measures Alison, Stiles and himself had taken. Scott looked worried, as Ethan, Aiden and Stiles stood still. 

"I died."

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"Stiles is in the hospital," 

"Sorry, what?!" I asked into the phone as Scott paused, 

"Sleeping, he's been feeling irritable to the point of homicide. He's been having vivid dreams just like the rest of us, somewhat of a side effect. In the past three days he's only had eight hours of sleep, so at the moment he's at the hospital." I nodded, running my fingers along the banister in worry. 

"Okay." Scott hung up soon after, leaving me once again alone in the unbearable lonely silence, that I had been dwelling in for the past three days, that was until Rose had joined my company. Although she was relatively quiet herself, the deadly kind of quiet. My phone interrupted the silence, as I brought the screen to my ear. 

"Hello?" 

"Okay, it's a lot worse that I thought," 

"Sorry, what do you mean Scott?" my tone clipped as worry settled within my gut. 

"It's Stiles, his symptoms they match his mother's," it felt as though all the air was knocked out of my lungs, I breathed in large lung fills of air although it felt as though I wasn't getting any. "Evelyn?" Scott's worried voice echoing in my ear as I dropped the phone to the floor. My breathing harsh as I stumbled down the stairs. My name echoed in the empty house as I stumbled through the threshold, falling, only to be caught in muscular arms. 

"Derek?"

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"All of the baseboards are ash wood?" Derek questioned, interested as we stood in the shelter of Scott's home. My red eyes trained on the Oni that stood outside of the house's shield.