MEXICO! Ah Mexico where we may or may not die!
Lydia was walking beside me as we made our way towards the Calaveras to get Derek back. He had gone missing once again. Typical. Just when things start to die down he has to go get himself kidnapped by whoever this psychopath is.
"This doesn't seem so bad." I tried to ease my nerves as I only just remembered the incident with my eyes. Oh God we are going to visit a hunter who kills things that have harmed and killed others! I'M SOMETHING THAT HAS HARMED AND KILLED OTHERS! Maybe not under my own consent but...STILL!
"It's not the town, it's the plan." Wait.
"What's wrong with the plan?" How dare she criticise my beautiful plan!
"Stiles. This could be the stupidest plan we've ever come up with. You are aware of that, right?"
"I'm aware it's not our best." At least have a little bit of hope. Jesus woman!
"We are going to die." Or not?
"Are you saying that as a Banshee or you're just being pessimistic?" Please be the latter! Please be the latter!
"I'm saying it as a person who doesn't wanna die."
"Okay. Would you just mind restricting any talk of death to actual Banshee predictions?"
"This plan is stupid and we're going to die!" She said smiling sweetly at me. Great.
"Oh, thank you" I said sarcastically.
We soon arrived at the building we wanted. Two guys were at the doors keeping us from walking right in. I had no idea what to say to them so I left it to Lydia to talk to them in Spanish. To which the one guy shook his head and I took that as my queue to reach into my back pocket and pull out a card with a skull on it to show the guy. In the end the doors were only opened to us when I showed the card to the camera in the top left-hand corner of the doorway.
When we had got to the door at the end of the short hallway we had just walked down, this is not what I was expecting. People dancing everywhere! It was a club??? We walked over to the bar where we were supposed to wait and got handed two shots that we didn't order. I went to pay when I felt a strong hand grab my shoulder and a deep voice next to me saying "No. on the house. Most American teenagers don't cross the border to refuse a drink."
"We didn't come here to drink." Lydia said whilst dropping one of the Calaveras bullet shells into the shot glass to show that we were in fact here to see Araya their leader.
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Sorry about spelling..........I'm not good at it!
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