Complete // Stiles Stilinski [3]

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Chapter dedicated to chloecarroll17x for making this amzing cover! Thanks so much <3

I watched as Stiles wrote Masked Killers on the board, then Tracy Stewart.

Malia, who was sitting beside me on his bed, got up and looked at the board. She picked up the eraser and erased Who is the Desert Wolf?

She put it down and looked at Stiles and I with a melancholy expression and announced,"I'm gonna go home."

"Your actual home?" I asked her.

"Yes. Your apartment is too small. Me and my dad are good now, too." She smiled at me before leaving.

"So explain these masked guys again. How many were there?" Stiles asked me while taking a seat beside me on his bed.

"There were three of them. From the looks of it, two men and a woman. Though it was hard to tell. They weren't like anything I've ever seen. Their masks looked like... machinery. And they sounded like machines also. It was so weird. And they're voices-"

"They talked?"

"One of them, yes. He said 'Her condition in terminal', referring to Tracy. His voice was scary and haunting." I shivered just thinking about it.

"What did it sound like?" He asked.

"Kind of static-y. Like listening through a radio. There was also a lot of clicking when they moved and when he talked. I just... It's hard to explain."

Stiles nodded and began to rub my back. "How about we call it a night and get some sleep, yeah?"

I ran my fingers through my hair and nodded. I got up and pulled my jeans off, folding them up and laying them on his desk chair.

I didn't even have to ask, Stiles already knew and handed me one of his T-shirts. I changed into his shirt and climbed into bed. He turned off the lights and climbed in beside me.

I didn't even know that I had fallen asleep until I shot straight up, covered in sweat and trembling.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Stiles moaned sleepily and sat up beside me.

"I-I had a nightmare. I'm fine, just go back to sleep."

"What was it about?" He yawned.

"I actually don't remember..." I sat there confused. I really don't remember.

"How long have they been going on? I thought they stopped," Stiles asked.

"They did. I haven't had one in months. J-just go back to sleep, I'm okay."

"Yeah?" He trailed his fingers up and down my back softly.

I nodded and layed back down with him. Stiles fell back asleep really fast because the second his head hit the pillow, snores were already coming from him.

***

So, while Stiles and I were asleep last night, Dr. Deaton and Scott figured out that Tracy was made. She wasn't bitten or born that way, she was created. That's how she got through the Mountain Ash because she wasn't supernatural. And Liam said he went out in the woods with Mason and Brett and they found multiple holes, human size holes, dug in the ground. They came up with the theory that who ever is making these creatures, buries them first like it's part of their transformation.

Stiles and I also tried to see Lydia. I tried earlier this morning then Stiles tried during his free period. Apparently since she's still in the ICU, only family is allowed.