IT WAS LATE at night in Beacon Hills. There was a police search going on in the woods by the McCall residence. Search dogs and officers with flashlights. It was a little scary and ominous.
Right outside the woods at the McCall residence, Scott and Scarlett McCall were getting ready for school the next day. Scott was tending to his lacrosse stick and Scarlett was packing her bag.
Scarlett and Scott were both playing music and their mother was working a shift at Beacon Hills Memorial so they were home alone. Scott was now doing pull-ups and Scarlett entered his room.
"Non-athletic ass. What are you doing?" She asked. Scott shook his head with a scoff. Scott went to brush his teeth and Scarlett put her hair in a ponytail right next to him before they both heard a noise and turned around.
Scott grabbed a bat and Scarlett grabbed a knife and they went out onto their front porch to see what was going on. Scarlett and Scott stood right next to each other, ready to strike on whatever was going to attack.
They both peered over the edge of the porch before there was a rustle of leaves and the one and only Stiles Stilinski was hanging upside down from their porch.
"AHH!" Scarlett and Scott screamed and Stiles screamed in return.
"STILES, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!" The twins yelled. "You guys wouldn't answer your phones!" Stiles defended with a voice crack, flailing his arms around.
"Why do you have a bat and JESUS! Why do you have a knife?!" Stiles exclaimed. "I thought you were a predator." Scott said with an idiotic look on his face. "I thought you were some stupid senior playing a prank." Scarlett said.
"A pred- I- wha- look, I know it's late but you gotta hear this." Stiles said. Scarlett and Scott let their weapons down and now Stiles was just hanging from the porch.
"What?" Scarlett asked. "I saw my dad leave 20 minutes ago. Dispatch called, they're bringing in every officer from the Beacon Department and even state police." Stiles explained.
"For what?" Scarlett and Scott asked. "Two joggers found a body in the woods," Stiles informed before flipping off of the porch. "A dead body?" Scott asked. Scarlett looked at him like he was a complete moron.
"No, a body of water. Yes, dumbass a dead body." Stiles said with sarcasm all over his words. Scarlett rolled her eyes. Stiles jumped over the porch railing and onto the porch. Scott and Scarlett moved back and looked at Stiles.
"You mean like, murdered?" Scott asked. "Nobody knows yet, just that it was a girl, probably in her 20s." Stiles said.
"Wait, hold on.. if they found the body then what are the looking for?" Scarlett asked. "That's the best part." Stiles said with his weird quirky smile.
Scarlett shook her head as if to say she's looking for an answer, "then get on with it."
"They only found half..." Stiles said. Scott and Scarlett nodded. "We're going." Stiles said. Seven minutes later, the trio is sneaking through the woods of the Beacon Hills Reserve.
After hoping out of Stile's blue Jeep, Scarlett and Scott were a little skeptical. Scott wore a red hoodie with his hood on as did Scarlett.
"We're seriously doing this?" Scott asked. "You're the one that's always bitchin' that nothing ever happens in this town." Scarlett noted. Stiles nodded and patted Scott's shoulder before walking ahead.
Scott and Scarlett shared a look. "He's your bestfriend." Scarlett said. "You're my twin sister." Scott defended. "So what? That doesn't make him my bestfriend." Scarlett retorted. "Yeah he's your-" "Hey, Stiles! Wait up!" Scarlett asked jogging off. Scott sighed.
