𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐫𝐲 ▷ Stiles Stilinski¹

36|know thy enemy

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"We need to take him somewhere where we can hold him long enough to figure out what to do with him," Scott said, worry lining each word.
"Or long enough to convince him he's dangerous."

"Like we're gonna be able to do that," I mumbled. I tried to stay still so that Scott wouldn't figure out that I was healing so quickly.

Stiles shrugged, "I still say we just kill him."

Scott leaned forward, frowning at his friend. "We're not killing him!"

"God!" Stiles shouted, clenching his teeth. "Okay, okay. I got an idea."

"Is it like your last idea? Cause that's the one that lead to us being in this situation," I sighed.

"Maybe."

Scott narrowed his eyes, "Does it involve breaking the law?"

"By now, don't you think that's a given?" Stiles pointed out.

"Unfortunately, yes," I agreed.

Scott pursed his lips, "I was just trying to be optimistic."

"Don't bother," Stiles and I said in unison.

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Stiles' plan had involved not only breaking the law, but stealing from the law. I had stayed in the Jeep with Jackson, while the boys had went off and stolen a police issued prisoner moving van.

If the Sheriff found out, Stiles would be dead.

By the time they had left to get the van I was able to completely move once more, but didn't show it. For the sake of keeping things from Scott, I had to act partially paralyzed for a bit longer.

We made our way to the preserve, Scott driving the van with Jackson in the back, and Stiles and I in his Jeep.

"How are you?" He asked as he watched the road.

I stretched my arms out, relieved that I could finally move my body parts. "I'm not frozen any more, so I'm doing pretty good. What about you?"

"It's been a very long week," he sighed.

"That it has."

When we reached the preserve, we parked in the woods to conceal the vehicles. Climbing out of the Jeep, Stiles and I walked over to meet Scott.

"Riley, you're moving?" He asked, sounding surprised.

I stuttered, annoyed at myself for forgetting that I was supposed to be 'paralyzed' for a bit longer.
"I guess Jackson didn't cut me as deep as the others."

Scott's eyebrows creased. He looked like he wanted to ask more questions, but he was rudely interrupted.

"Stiles!" We heard a voice erupt from the back of the van. "McCall! Winters! I'm gonna kill all of you!"

"Sleeping Beauty is awake, I see" I grinned. The boys looked at the ground, acting as if they had heard nothing. Like that would change the fact that we kidnapped our classmate.

"Guess so," Stiles kicked the leaves beneath his feet. I imagined that he was thinking about his dad, and what he would say.

I was thinking along similar lines. The sun had risen and I was not in my bed at home. I was counting down the time until my mother hunted me down and dragged me to my room by my ear.