Allison and Kira walk into the woods, Allison carrying her bow, experiencing dejavu of when her and Lydia walked this way so Allison could practice her aim on the tree. Now, she was with Kira though considering Lydia was busy with Stiles and Madi, trying to figure out why she remembers seeing the Dread Doctors.
"Are you sure we're allowed to do this? I don't think we should be doing this" Kira rambles as she follows behind Allison, looking around the woods. Allison rolls her eyes in amusement, remembering how panicked Lydia seemed when they went for the first time.
"I've done this thousands of times. No one comes out here" Allison assures her. "No one but you" Kira corrects. "True" She nods. "And werewolves. Or werecoyotes. Malia likes to run around these woods. She used to live here actually. Didn't Madi?" Allison stops, looking back at Kira with a raised eyebrow. "Sorry, nervous rambling" She laughs nervously.
"Yes, Madi did. They took down the house though" Allison informs her as she pulls out her bow. She hadn't used her bow in a while actually. She was sure she was going to be a little rusty. "There's already a target" Kira points out in surprise. "I know" Allison nods, pulling out one of her arrows. Kira steps back as Allison pulls back the string. Allison lets go and misses the target, hitting above it.
She frowns, grabbing another one. "Has it been a while since you've used this?" Kira wonders as Allison misses another one causing her to grunt in frustration. "Yeah" She sighs, pulling back the string. She manages to hit the target. "Good job, sweetheart" Allison looks over confused to see she's in a backyard now, a bow and arrow in hand.
It was her childhood home. She still had the bow and arrow but her Dad was on one side of her while her aunt Kate was on the other. "You'll be the best marksmen in no time" Kate smiles proudly. Allison fires another one, hitting the target right in the middle but Kate and Chris were no longer paying attention, instead whispering to each other.
"She's 8 years old. She doesn't need to know about any of this" Chris whispers harshly. "The sooner the better" Kate tells him, a smile still on her face. "I will tell her when she is ready" Chris argues. "She looks ready to me" Kate says as Allison gets another bullseye. "Best huntress I've ever seen" Kate smiles as Chris glares at his sister while Allison gets yet another bullseye.
"Allison!" Kira shakes Allison out of her daze. "Are you okay?" Kira asks worriedly. Allison looks around seeing she's in the preserve again with just Kira. "Did you have an hallucination?" Kira asks and Allison nods. "It was when I was younger. I overheard my Dad and Kate arguing over telling me about them being werewolf hunters. Kate's been trying to train me since I was little" Allison breathes.
'Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" Kira asks. "I'm not sure" Allison shakes her head as she looks over the target that had arrows covering it. Perfect shots.
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Stiles, Lydia and Madi walk into a room at the hospital. Lydia had just realized that memory she saw of them during surgery wasn't actually hers but someone else's. Now the three were in the same room, trying to figure out who saw them.
"Can you turn the lights on?" Stiles nods, walking towards the light switch and tries to flick it on but it doesn't turn on. "Uh, not going on" Stiles says confused. "Ask someone" Lydia shrugs. "Hey, I thought this was more of an auditory thing" Stiles points out.
"I still want to see what I'm hearing." Lydia says. "Makes sense" Stiles leaves the room as Madi sighs, sitting on one of the chairs. Lydia stands in the middle of the room, in the dark, trying to listen for anything. Madi notices the door cracked open just a little bit from when Stiles left. She hears voices down the hallway.
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A Hale and The Argent- Allison Argent (3)
FanfictionA Deadpool is being spread around the town of Beacon Hills, threatening supernatural lives. Kate Argent is apparently alive and has messed with Madison and Derek's abilities. Will the McCall Pack be able to win against another threat or will this be...