The Kids From Yesterday // Stiles Stilinksi [2/2]

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Theo grabbed Lydia by her neck, drawing blood. "Back off."

Parrish kept moving forward. "I said back off," Theo repeated. Parrish didn't listen and Theo instructed, "Take him."

Lucy saw Tracy growling at Parrish. She stabbed her claws into his stomach, but it did nothing and he fought her off easily. Josh grabbed an electrical conduit and pulled out the exposed wires inside. He pressed them against Parrish's skin, it didn't work, and was shoved into the wall.

Valack jabbed a trepanation drill into the back of Theo's leg, causing him to drop Lydia. Valack hit Theo in the face with the trepanation drill before grabbing Lydia and running off.

Lucy darted from her spot and started running after them, Stiles hot on her tail.

A flaming Corey appeared and knocked them back, giving Valack a chance to escape.

"Parrish!" Lucy yelled.

Stiles rolled Corey off and pulled Lucy along as they continued after Valack and Lydia, only to be stopped by a locked door.

They tried kicking the door and Theo walked up behind them. "Let me try. You're not gonna find her without me."

Lucy glared at him. "You're the reason she's in here."

"Stiles, Lucy, I want her out of here, too. I've got her scent."

She eyed him suspiciously. "What is it you want, Theo?"

"What's the difference?"

"Humph."

"I can find her. You two can't."

They entered a bathroom full of boys and Stiles grabbed Lucy's hand tightly.

Theo noticed a vent blowing steam into the shower room. "It leads to the tunnels, doesn't it?"

Stiles nodded. "There's miles of them. They could be anywhere by now."

They climbed down into the tunnels and walked through the corridors. After awhile, Stiles said, "I thought you had their scent."

"I lost it," Theo replied.

"Find it again."

Theo turned to her. "What do you smell down here?"

"Chemicals and fecal matter," Stiles said. "Although, I'm pretty sure the fecal matter is you."

Theo rolled his eyes. "I smell it too. It's all that I can smell. Which is why I'm trying something else. So can you shut up and let me concentrate?"

"We're gonna find them."

"You know you won't, Stiles. You're going to have to trust me."

Stiles scoffed. "Trust you? The guy who murdered his own sister when he was nine?"

"Yeah, I was nine years old. I also believed a guy in a red jacket came down the chimney to deliver presents. So when three people in leather masks showed up and said that my sister want me to have her heart, I believed them too."

"So then you gutted her and killed her. That's a beautiful story."

"Stiles, that's enough," Lucy said.

Theo's gaze hardened. "Wise words. I watched her fall into the water and freeze to death in minutes. Do you think I had any idea what was going on?"

Stiles narrowed his eyes. "I think you pushed her. And I think you liked it."

"Enough!" Lucy cried.

Stiles opened his mouth to answer, but they heard a scream. "Lydia," Lucy noted. "What direction did that come from?"