𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐫𝐲 ▷ Stiles Stilinski¹

81|shadows

I really love this season, this is fun.

I have uni assignments to write, and yet here I am, on this site, because. . . yeah.

I'm going to try and stay constant, but even with all this craziness and quarantine, I still have uni.

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After dancing for a while, Stiles and I ended up sitting down on the stairs to catch our breath. Stiles had reached into his pocket and grabbed out his keys so we could use his bottle opener.

I was about to thank him, when I noticed something on them glowing. "Stiles, your mystery key has phosphors on it."

"Huh," he brought the key closer to his face to examine it. "But what are phosphors?"

I laughed, shaking my head, "Did you pay no attention in Harris' class? They're any substance that luminesces. It's in your teeth, your fingernails, laundry detergent, substances that we used in chem. And of course, this," I said as I ran a finger across his lips.
"It reacts to the UV light, which is why it glows."

I went to ask him if he wanted to dance again, when all of a sudden he was on his feet and walking away. Shocked, I followed him.
"Stiles! Where are you going."

His breathing was fast and shaky. "I can't be here right now. I'm sorry, I have to go."

"What's wrong? Maybe I can help?"

"I'm sorry. I'll explain when I can," he said, before running out the door.

I stood in the middle of the dance floor, watching my boyfriend run out the door. What just happened? Did he figure out where the key was from?

With a loud crashing sound, the music came to an abrupt stop.
"Get out!" A voice thundered. I didn't even have to look to know that it was Derek, who was definitely home earlier than planned.

Within seconds every teenager in sight was running out the door. Well, every human teenager. Scott's pack and Kira remained behind.

After everyone else had gone, that just left us and the shadowy figures that had suddenly appeared. They had appeared almost out of nowhere, shadows rising from them as if they were made of darkness itself.

"Guys, they're all looking at me," Aiden told us all nervously.

He was right though. All of these things were staring directly at him. They took a step closer to Aiden, and this gave me a chance to get a better look. They were hooded, with silver mask that had sharp, silver teeth fashioned into them. It was too dark to tell how many of them there were.

"Why are they all looking at me?"
They took another step closer.
"Guys?"

Scott and Derek sprung to action, pouncing on the things. They both clawed at them while the rest of us watched on. Being his brutal self, Derek went up and snapped the neck of one of the attackers.

With a sickening crunch, the thing snapped its neck back into place, face focused towards Derek who stared back in shock.

In one swift movement, it threw Derek into a column. The werewolf collapsed to the ground like a ragdoll.
It turned to Scott walking towards the boy in preparation to attack.

Scott moved faster than Derek, but to no avail. The young Alpha did his best, but the thing hit him square in the chest, causing him to go flying to the ground. He slammed violently into one of the columns.

When I saw him grabbing his ribs in pains, I finally came to my senses. Rushing forward, I went and stood protectively in front of Scott, who was still on the ground.