Vagabond

Chapter 3||Who's Stiles?

*Stiles'/Mitch's POV*

"Flight ST 3894 is now open for boarding."

Today is the day. I wonder what changed to my once home. Nevertheless, I need to get that terrorists fast so that I can leave Beacon Hills immediately. For what is dead, should be dead. But for what I am doing, I am technically revealing myself to them. But just like I said, I am not the old Stiles.

I entered the plane and found my seat. My seat was by the window, and I just looked at it 'til I slept.

Hour Later.

"Ladies and Gentlemen we are now arriving at Beacon Hills, California."

I woke up at the announcement, then saw the sight of my home from the window. For me it is pretty ridiculous. I just found out last night that Beacon Hills increased its population and now they have an airport. It is also said that the town was enlarged close enough to call it a city.

I got out of the plane and did the paperwork. I went to the exit and immediately called a taxi to go to my old house address. I hope that house was still there.

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*Scott's POV*

On call.

"Hey Kira, I know it's your first time going to Stiles' memory bench but can I ask you something?"

"Yeah, sure Scott, what do you need?"

"Uhm, can you buy some flowers and if ever some food along the way? It's just, I got an emergency."

"Oh. Okay, but can I know where is this memory bench?"

"It's in the back of the Sheriff's Station."

"Okay, Got it. Bye Scott."

"Thanks, Kira."

End Call

Yeah, Kira is the only one who didn't know where Stiles bench is. Because after Stiles left, she left too. Her parents took her to Japan to study, but after 14 years, she left Japan to go back here. She lived with Lydia and Malia since then.

And by the emergency I said, Deaton said he needs to talk to me. So here I came at his clinic to talk to him.

"What is it you need to talk about, Doc?" I asked Deaton, as he was holding a folder,then he handed it to me.

"Look at it." Deaton said, and I started flipping the pages in the folder one by one.

"That is our new threat." Deaton said, as I saw a picture in a page, holding guns.

"Humans?" I asked.

"Terrorists. Scott, they aren't just normal humans. They know about Supernatural. And they can kill literally anyone. Whether supernatural or not. I heard that they are looking for a person here. So we need to stop them before anything happens." Deaton said, deadly serious.

"Who is the person they were looking for?" I asked curiously, cause whoever that person is, must be powerful or important.

"I also don't know. But the important thing is that we need to stop them." Deaton said.

"Okay, we'll find a way. You know that there is a way for everything right?" I said.

"Yeah, you sure do." Deaton said and sighs.

"If I may, I need to go to the "bench" is that okay?" I asked, because I was literally running late now.

"Sure." Deaton said as I ran off the door and got into my motorcycle.