Stiles Stilinski: Hunter Extraordinaire [Book 5]

Into The Mine, We Go

Uh hi.

It's been too long. And I apologize. Really I am sorry but in the long run, my grades are slightly more important than the stories I publish on here. And in the process of not writing, I have a 3.8 GPA so, time well spent. But I'll try to post as regularly as I can but I'm a full-time student and I'm aiming for that 4.0.

But no worries I will always keep writing this story for as long as you guys want it to be continued. Just realize that I do have a life and I can't write 24/7.

I also made a personal promise to spend as much time with my grandma as possible because she's lonely and I live close enough that I can make her days enjoyable so why not?

And enough with the note, thanks for waiting. :P

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We exit the car at a seedy motel. I have Sam and Dean hunt flashbacks, We got one room, two beds. Malia likes constructing nests on the floor otherwise we would've gotten her a bed too. I take out my laptop and get to researching. I know it's a wendigo but what I need to figure out is where MK went to have this little battle to the death.

I'm currently hacking into his phone company to get a ping on where his phone texted us from last. Sam showed me a once how to, even though when my dad caught us he told me not to do it. I never actually listen, and I could be saving a guys life here so I think I can be forgiven at breaking the law a bit. And now with just one more click and Yes!

"Peter I got it, he's someplace in the woods by here actually." Wow, actually it just over yonder a few miles. I grab some maps up off the bedside stand and I look at him. Peter was sitting on the bed looking at a magazine since he was no help with the computer and he didn't take his own. He looked at me and got up as I showed him exactly where the GPS for MK's phone dinged.

Peter moved and seized his jacket,

"Well let's go I'm not too keen to spend long here." I sighed,

"Yeah yeah let's go." Peter was upset that we even had to make the trip because he says that we should just leave the guy alone because we don't know him and he's not our problem. But I feel guilty and MK seemed like a neat guy. I took my hoodie and my duffle bag. I grab the car keys and go to the door when I hear a noise. I turn and see Malia.

"Oh uh we will be back in the morning hopefully quickly," I say to her but she just gets up and pursues Peter outside. I look at Peter who just shrugs.

"Fine, you can come too." Malia just gets into the car and goes to rest. I get in and Peter begins to drive to a hiking trail that points the closest to MK's last whereabouts.

1 hour later out in the middle of the woods...

We've been walking for a good 20 minutes, Peter has been using the shirt I grabbed and we finally come upon a campsite. There is police tape littering the surrounding trees. You can see the remains of a campsite and footprints everywhere, probably the police when they came. I look around to see if there are any signs of recent activity. And I see a single set of prints leading back behind the camp. I look down the trail and I see Malia with one of the shirts following the trail.

I smile, "Peter this way, I think Malia found the way." When I say her name she looks at me and beckons me to her. I and Peter go closer to see what she noticed. She points off into the distance. I glance and at first, I see nothing however as my eyes comb over the flourishing green scenery I see this small boarded entrance a good distance out there. I check my GPS and the last know ding is in that area.

"I assume that's the place it matches up with the GPS."

Peter nods, "Alright let's go save this guy."

As we get closer Malia gets antsy and sticks close to Peter and me. She usually keeps her distance if she can help it. I slip out my pistol and my silver knife. I'm not taking out the flame thrower until I can see it. Peter's eyes go blue and he stops us.

"Peter?" I ask curiously as to what he heard because I can't see anything out of the ordinary yet from the outside of the mine. Well, at least it looks like a mine shaft.

"I hear screaming. It pretty deep underground but yeah, someone is definitely screaming. In pain, I can imagine. Also, this place smells like decaying meat and something. Probably the Wendigo because I can't place that smell otherwise."

"Very descriptive picture your painting there Peter thanks. But I guess we found the right place. Let's hope MK is still good. And hopefully, we find all the 8 victims not dead." I say to Peter.

Peter nods and rips off the two planks of wood in the way, he throws them on the floor and heads in. I guess that's the easy way to do that if you have super strength. I duck in and look back to Malia. She looks like this is the last place she wants to be. But she doesn't run, instead, she follows me and pushes me in since I stopped. We walk down in darkness I do have a flashlight but it doesn't help much. The farther we go down the tighter the fit for 1 person let alone the 3 of us. I at this point can hear the screaming Peter was talking about but I can't pinpoint it because the sounds are echoing off the cave walls. It'd be hard to do this without two people with super senses. Not that I couldn't have eventually figured it out by process of elimination but that would take a long time and I might not make it in time.

Peter leads us down tunnels that require us to crouch walk down. My clothes are getting muddy with how damp it is down here and it's gross. I can start to smell something and let me tell you it's not pleasant. I'm more than sure it's a dead body but I sure hope not. We eventually walk into a place that has these wooden pillars and I can see what that smell is. It's a man. A dead man. I step back and throw up. Malia watches me oddly and Peter looks grossed out but keeps it in his stomach. I see another pile of vile on the floor that's not mine but I have a sneaking suspicion it's MK's and I can feel the sentiment because I couldn't stop it from coming up. Hell if I don't get out of this room it will come out again.

"Are you okay?" Peter asks,

"No, I am not okay! There is a guy cut in half hanging from the ceiling. How the hell do you even do that to someone? Oh get me out of here I'm gonna puke again. Let's keep going, MK probably passed through if he felt the same as me. Since there's a pile of puke there that's a day or so old. And I doubt that the Wendigo who did this puked at the site of his own creation. Can Wendigo's puke?" I ask Peter who shrugs and pulls me and Malia overpassed the dead dude and into a deeper hole that is littered with skulls and other bones.

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Author Note:

Not too much and kind of deja vu to be honest. I felt like I was writing the same thing over again. But in Stiles POV. Which is what I was doing but whatever.

Hope you enjoyed it.

PS: Malia is different then from teen wolf because she's actually spending time with people and not in echo house(I can never remember how to spell the actual name and I'm too lazy to do it in a note). Also in my mind, she sees Peter and Stiles as "pack", Sorta though, cause she trusts them and cares for them(they feed her good food, especially Stiles when Peter's not looking), but in life or death situation she'd probably run away and leave them for dead.

PPS: that kinda sounds like malia on the show never mind.