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Scott's pov

After school we all decided to have a pack meeting at my house. 

"guys, I have to tell you something" Malia said getting all of our attention

"last night I went for a run in the woods, when I came back there was was a message on a tree near my house that said I coming for all of you."  At first I wondered who it could have been. Then it came to me 

"Theo and Lilith" I said quietly. Everyone turned their heads towards me. Then all a suddenly my mom came into the room.  

"Stiles, your dad. He is in the hospital" We all went to the hospital to find Mr. Stilinski. He looked like he was punched a couple of times on his stomach. He also had an ice pack on his check. 

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Stiles' pov

"Dad! Who did this to you?" 

"Stiles I'm fine" he said trying to convince me

"NO, you're not! Dad who did this to you?" I was yelling by then. He looked at me with plead in his eyes. Then I felt someone touch my shoulder. It was Malia. She also looked at me with plead in her eyes. I calmed down a little for them. 

Me and my dad started talking to each other. The rest of the pack decided that they would all go back to Scott's house to continue the meeting. 

I told them that I would go with them, but they all said that I should stay here with my dad. Although I love my dad it was boring staying there. All I did was watch t.v. But I got a text from Scott asking me to do some researcher on Lilith.

I found out that her full name was Lilith Marie Martin. Martin. Like Lydia Martin. I was going to ask her about this later on. 

Her parents names were Robert and Margret Martin. They got married when the were 25. They had three kids named Rebecca, Aliyah, and Lilith.

Then I found out that Lilith was born on June 29, 1999. Aliyah is her older brother. He was 3 months older than her. He had nice short brown hair. It was curly. He had beautiful blue eyes. Just like his dad. Robert. He also was pretty tall. 6'11. 

(This is what his hair looks like, he doesn't quite look like this but you guys can choose what he looks like and I can choose what he looks like :))

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(This is what his hair looks like, he doesn't quite look like this but you guys can choose what he looks like and I can choose what he looks like :))

Then I figured out that  Rebecca was her older sister. She was 5 years older than her. She also had red hair. Nice brown eyes. Just like her mother. Margret. She was 5'3. But apparently, she died when she was 5. A week before Aliyah was born. Her death was still unknown.

Aliyah is still alive and is probably the same age as us. It says that he ran away from Louisiana about a year ago!

I then searched up images of Lilith. One photo got my eyes. It was a picture of her and Malia. Malia was wearing this purple feathery scarf and big black plastic glasses. She was sideways but her face was facing the camera. Her lips were puckered. One hand on her head and another on her right hip.

 Lilith was wearing a mustache and a pink scarf with big pink glasses. She was facing towards the camera. Her eyes were closed tightly. She was covering her mouth but I could see she was smiling. And her right leg was bent up. 

They were both so happy. They both seemed like they were around 13 or 14. They looked cute. But the cutest one was Malia. 

I decided to take a picture of it on my phone so I could show it to Malia later. 

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Malia's pov

We were talking about Lilith and what we would do if all of a suddenly she attacked one of us. 

That person would call one of us then they go to Derek's loft. Then that person would put mountain ash around the place. Just in case. Then they would wait for us. The plan sucked but we were all tired. 

All of a suddenly I heard a knock. Scott was about to open the door but I told him I would get it. I went from the kitchen to the door. I opened it and I couldn't believe what I saw. 

"Aliyah?!" 

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