Avalon's outfit:
Chapter Forty
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"You're going to bite Stiles?" Lydia asked, looking at Scott incredulously as they stood around the station, "To get him through the rift. It's the only way." Scott said.
"Just to clarify, are you planning on biting everyone in the train station?" Peter asked and Scott sighed slightly, "With Stiles back, he'll be able to help us figure out a plan." Scott said and Malia nodded. "He's good at that." She said and Peter squinted slightly, "So, the plan is to get Stiles to come up with a plan?" He asked making Avalon roll her eyes at him.
"Can you shut up for once?" Avalon asked and Peter sighed, "Avalon, look around. We're the only ones left in Beacon Hills. If they take us, Lydia will be the only one left to haunt the place." Peter said making them sigh. "That's why I'm the only person that's going in. Liam and Hayden will stay here with Mason. As long as somebody is left in Beacon Hills, the Wild Hunt can't move on." Scott said.
"I like your plan, Scott, I really do, especially the part about turning Stiles. But it can't work." Peter said, "How do you know?" Malia asked and Peter looked at them like it was obvious. "Logic? Life experience? Liam, what are the odds that he'll get taken? What if Stiles isn't there? What if there's no Beacon Hills for you to come back to?" He said making Avalon roll her eyes.
"You got a better idea?" She asked making him look at her, "Yeah. It's called "run like hell." So, leave in five?" He said making her scoff slightly. "You promised you'd help us. We still need to find the rift." Malia said and Peter shook his head, "I didn't promise I'd help you commit suicide."
"If you can't help, we can find it ourselves."
"Scott, I admit that you have a flair for beating the odds, but this, you don't walk away from- you run."
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"When you were here before, how long until the Ghost Riders showed up?" Scott asked as they walked through the woods, "A couple minutes." Malia said making Lydia sigh. "That's reassuring." She muttered.
"What's a rift supposed to look like?" Malia asked and Lydia shrugged slightly, "If it's a tear in the fabric of our world, theoretically, it could look like anything from a microscopic black hole to a free-floating Einstein-Rosen bridge." Lydia explained as the stopped to glance around. "I really hope it's not up there." Avalon said as they looked up at the treeline above them
"Let's split up." Scott said and the girls nodded. They started looking around until Scott noticed a sewer entrance and walked over to it. "Hey, look at this." He called out making them walk over to him, "The rift's not above us..." Avalon tailed off.
"It's below."
"I can't see a thing." Lydia said as they shined their phone flashlights around the underground tunnels. "It's got to be down here somewhere." Scott said as they started walking. A few minutes later they reach a junction in the tunnels, and Malia turns right at the fork to see if anything is there. She makes it a few steps before she immediately smacks into the rift so hard that she bounces off and is thrown backwards making everyone spin around. "Found it!" Malia said as Avalon helped her up.
Avalon slowly walked up to the rift, staring at it. It was a clear green and swirling a foot or two above the ground. "It's surprisingly similar." She said making Malia raise her eyebrows, "To what?" Malia asked. "To the Einstein-Rosen bridge." Lydia answered as they all stared at it.
Malia ripped off a piece of the metal pipes and tried to stick it through the rift but all it did was melt it. "There's gotta be another way. We just need to think." Lydia said and Malia raised her eyebrows, "Think?" She asked and Scott nodded. "Yeah... Think about how to get through a supernatural rift that melts steel." Scott said and Lydia shrugged slightly, "I didn't say it would be easy..."
"It doesn't have to be so hard." Someone said behind them making them spin around to see Mr. Douglas standing there. "He followed our scent." Scott said, "I followed your desperation. We're all in a tough spot. Desperate to get inside and save everyone, and hoping to find a way to stop this army of the dead. We all want the same thing." Douglas said.
"He has a point." Lydia said and Avalon scoffed, "If he doesn't kill anyone." She said. "Else. If he doesn't kill anyone else." Scott corrected and Douglas shrugged slightly, "All that matters right now is getting through the rift." He said. "Then you're out of luck." Malia said and Lydia nodded, "The rift burns everything that tries to pass through it."
"Perhaps not everything." Douglas says and then Parrish suddenly appears in front of them in his Hellhound form, though without the flames. His eyes glowing greenish as he growls at them while Lydia's eyes widened. "Jordan." She said, about to take a step forward but Douglas spoke up.
"If the Hellhound can open the rift, we all go together." Douglas said and Malia scoffed, "You're the bad guy. I'm pretty sure helping you is a bad idea." She said and Douglas rolled his eyes. "Good guy, bad guy... When has anything ever been so black and white?"
"World War II." Someone said making them turn to see Liam walking to them, "He's a Nazi. He wants the Hunt for himself. He wants his own supernatural army." Liam said making their eyes widen. "I'm sorry, are we living in some kind of fiction book What the fuck has this town come too?" Avalon asked.
"We're not letting you through that rift." Scott said and Douglas raised his eyebrows at them. "Not letting me? I see... You still think you have a say in the matter." He said before cracking the whip at them.
Scott's eyes flashed red as he let out a loud roar. Douglas cracked the whip a couple more times at them making Lydia and Liam run over to the other tunnel. He cracked the whip a few more times until Malia, Avalon and Scott ran over to the other tunnel. "Höllenhund." Douglas said as he started to walk forward making Parrish walk follow.
Parrish walked over to the rift and sticks his hands out, pulling a hole through the rift. "Parrish, stop!" Scott yelled but Parrish ignored him. "Wunderbar." Douglas said in amazement when Parrish opened the rift. Parrish turned to the group and roared at them while Douglas walked up to the rift.
"Höllenhund... kommen." Douglas said and Parrish roared at them again before following Douglas through the rift. "Now!" Malia said and they all ran for the rift. But right as the got up to it closed making Lydia sigh in defeat, "No..."
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"Liam, you and Lydia get to the bunker." Scott said as they stared at a couple ghost Riders. Lydia and Liam looked at each other before nodding and running off down the tunnel leaving Avalon, Malia and Scott with the Ghost Riders.
Scott growled at them and one of the Ghost Riders snapped his whip at him making it wrap around Scott's throat. Avalon and Malia's eyes widen before they quickly grabbed the whip trying to pull it off him. Avalon struggled slightly but managed to pull the whip off of Scott before the three of them stumbled back.
"The whip... It didn't take you." Avalon said and Scott shook his head, "I don't think they're trying to take us. I think they're trying to kill us." Scott said making Malia and Avalon glance at each other before the three if them quickly got up. They went to run away but one of the Ghost Rider's whips wrapped around Malia's stomach before the Ghost Rider flung her against the wall.
Scott and Avalon went to run over to her but stopped when Azalea suddenly grabbed a Ghost Rider's whip that was about to hit her. She yanked the Ghost Rider forward and Scott grabbed it before slamming it into a stack of barrels.
Avalon glanced over to see the other Ghost Rider about to fling Malia again making Avalon quickly run toward her. She managed to catch her before the two girls slammed against the wall making them groan slightly. The other Ghost Rider tossed Scott into the wall next to them before the Ghost Riders walked up to them.
They pulled their guns around and pointed them at the three right before Peter suddenly ran up. He letting out a small roar before grabbing the shoulders to one Ghost Rider, using it as leverage to kick the other Ghost Rider into the stack of barrels.
"Why aren't you running?" Peter yelled at he fight against the Ghost Riders, "Go." Avalon said, helping Malia up before her and Scott stood up. They quickly ran down the tunnel but stopped right before the entrance to another one to look back at Peter and the Ghost Riders. When the Ghost Riders each get Peter by the wrist and slam him up against the barrels, he sees the three watching.
"Go!" He yelled as the Ghost Riders pulled their guns out, he gave one last look at Malia before the Ghost Riders shot him making him dissapeared in a puff of green smoke. Malia's eyes widened before Avalon grabbed her hand and pulled her down the tunnel.
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"The number you have reached is not in service. Please check the number or try your call again. This is a recording." The voice mail recording said through Scott's phone as they all sat around the dinning table. Scott had a broken expressions as he kept calling Melissa's number over and over. She, along with Argent, got taken.
"We're sorry, the number you have reached is not in service. Please check the number or try your call again."
"Scott..." Avalon said as she walked over to him.
"We're sorry, the number you have reached is not in service. Please check the number or try your call again."
Avalon sighed softly before sitting down next to him. "Scott, come on man. Your mom's gone, but she's still alive." Avalon said as she turned off Scott's phone and pushing it away before Malia sat down next to her. "What do we do now?" Liam asked from where he sat and Malia sighed softly, "We can't hide from them." She said and he looked over at Lydia.
"Well, what about Lydia? The Ghost Rider was afraid of them." He said and Lydia slightly shook her head. "It wasn't fear. It's... almost like reverence." She said. "Doesn't matter. The rift is gone. We're the only ones left in Beacon Hills." Scott said and it was quiet for a moment before someone knocked on the door before walking in. They all turned to see Stilinski walking over to the table before sighing softly.
"I have a son." Stilinski said making them sit up, "His name is MieczysÅaw Stilinski... But we call him Stiles." He said making them all look at him shocked. "I remember. When Stiles was a little kid, he couldn't say his first name. Not sure why, it pretty much rolls off the tongue... But, uh, the closest he could get was "mischief." His mother called him that until..." Stilinski trailed off and glanced down at the ground for a moment.
"I remember when, uh... When Stiles first got his Jeep. It belonged to his mother. She wanted him to have it. The first time when he took a spin behind the wheel, he went straight into a ditch. I gave him his first roll of duct tape that day. He was always getting into trouble, but he always had a good heart- always." Stilinski said and sighed softly.
"We're here tonight because my goofball son decided to drag Scott, his greatest friend in the world, into the woods to see a dead body." Stilinski said looking over at Scott who also had glossy eyes, "How did you remember?" He asked. "It started with Stiles' jersey." Stilinski said, glancing over at Lydia for a moment, "Then I found the red string for Stiles' crime board. Finally, his room came back, and all the memories." Stilinski said. "And then the strangest thing happened..." Stilinski trailed off.
"What?" Lydia asked, "I thought I saw him. It's like something opened right there in the middle of the room. Just for a moment. And then it was gone." Stilinski said and realization crossed over Lydia's features.
"A rift..." She said making them look at her, "I thought there was only one rift. We saw it disappear." Avalon asked and Lydia nodded slightly before looking at Stilinski. "You remembered Stiles, and a new rift was created." She said, glancing at all of them and realization crossed over their features. "If the Sheriff can do it..." Malia trailed off and Lydia nodded, "Maybe we can."
"But that rift closed." Liam said and Scott shrugged, "Then we'll open it again." He said making them look at him. "How?"
"By remembering Stiles. We have to remember everything."