Disclaimer: Teen Wolf is the property of Jeff Davis and MTV. If I owned them Erica, Boyd, and Allison would still be alive and Derek would win more rights. That is all.

Wolf Moon: Into the Woods

Stiles!" Scott yelled, "What the heck are you doing?"

"You weren't answering your phone." Stiles said as he dangled upside down from the roof in front of Scott who was standing on his front porch with a baseball bat in hand. "Why do you have a bat?"

"I thought you were a predator." Scott said.

"Nope, just an idiot," said Hope, Stile's twin sister, as she walked up to the porch. "A trait we thankfully didn't share."

It was one of the few traits they didn't have common because Hope was a feminine double of her brother. They shared the same brown eyes, upturned nose and dark hair; hers was just a lot longer and thicker. They also shared the same quirk for listening in on their dad's phone calls, which was why they were there tonight.

"Listen I know it's late, but you got to hear this." Stiles said. "Dispatched called-"

"They're bringing in every officer from the Beacon Department-" Hope interrupted, as was the twins way when they were excited. Sharing a womb somehow equaled sharing sentences in the Stilinski twins mind.

"And even the state police." Stiles added excitedly.

"For what?" Scott asked.

"That's the best part," Stiles said as he got down from the roof. "Two joggers found a body in the woods."

"A dead body?" Scott asked."No," Stiles deadpanned. "A body of water?"

"Duh, dummy. " Hope said at the same time as her twin. "A dead body."

Scott's eyebrows shot up. "You mean like murdered?"

"Nobody knows yet." Hope said, unable to keep the excitement from her voice.

"All we know is that it was a girl, probably in her 20s." Stiles added, equally excited.

"Hold on, if they found the body, then what are they looking for?"

"That's the best part," Hope revved her brows. "They only found half."

"Dude!" Scott gasped.

"I know. We're so going." Stiles said.

Not needing to be told twice, the threesome hurried over to Stiles blue Jeep. In less than fifteen minutes they were at the edge of the woods, standing in front of the dark tree filled lot, with one flashlight between three of them.

"Are we seriously doing this?" Scott asked.

"You're are the one always complaining that nothing ever happens in this town," Hope pointed out.

"I don't know guys," Scott hedged. "I was trying to get a goodnight sleep before practice tomorrow."

"Right, 'cause sitting on the bench is such a grueling effort," Hope teased.

Scott shot her a disgruntle look. "I'm playing this year. First line."

"Everyone should have a dream," Stiles joked. "Even a pathetically unrealistic one."

Scott gave his friend a lit shove in the arm, causing the uncoordinated boy to fall over. Hope busted out laughing as Stiles struggled to his feet. "Hey!"

"Spaz," Hope teased, as she offered her older brother a hand up.

As one the trio started off into the woods. Stiles cast the light around them nervously as they made their way through the woods.

"So," Scott said nervously as he looked around. "Just out of curiosity, which half of the body are we looking for?"

"Huh!" Shared a confused looked with his twin. "I didn't think of that."

"And, what if the killer is still out here too." Scott asked Stiles who stared back at him awkwardly.

"Also something I didn't think about."

"It's comforting to know you've planned this out with your usual attention to detail." Scott said much to Hopes amusement.

"I know," Stiles laughed. "Come on. Let's check up here."

Stiles took off up a hill, leaving Hope and Scott little choice put to follow the exuberant boy. By the time they made it up the small hill, Scott's breathing had become a bit shallow.

"Maybe," Scott panted. "The severe asthmatic should be holding the flashlight, huh?"

"But then we would be going real slow," Hope teased. "So slow that the dead body would get up and walk away."

Before Scott could reply, the trio spotted lights coming towards them from the opposite direction. As one, they dropped to the ground and out of eyesight.

"We got to get out of here," Hope whispered after a few seconds.

The guys agreed and the three of them rose and took off back towards the way they had come. Unfortunately for them, the search party was heading in a similar direction, causing the trio to run right back into the very people they were trying to get away from. The friends split up when the group of officers turned in their direction, and pointed their flashlight where they'd been standing only seconds before. Hope always the quickest of the trio, made her way up a tree, climbing the trunk as fast as she could.

"Freeze." An officer yelled. "We know you're out there."

Always the stand up guy, Stiles moved from his hiding place behind a tree, putting all the attention on himself and not his sister and best friend.

"Hold on, hold on." Sheriff Stilinski sighed heavily. "This little delinquent belongs to me." Hope heart started to go up faster, her father was there. If he found out that she was there, there was going to be trouble.

"Hey dad," Stiles said nervously. "How you doing?"

"So have you been listening in to all of my phone calls?"

"No…not the boring ones.''

Boring phone calls, Hope thought, he was a police office there wasn't a lot of boring calls.

"Now, where are your usual partners in crime?" Sheriff Stilinski asked.

Hope leaned back against the tree, trying to make herself as small as possible, all the while threatening her twins life in her head. If he ratted her out, he was as good as dead.

"Who Hope and Scott?"

"Do you have any other friends?"

"Not out here. In the woods," he gestured around spastically. "Where we don't belong. Nope. Not at all. Sure don't sir."

"Really?" Sheriff Stilinski bypassed Stiles and walked a few feet in the direction Stiles had come from, waving the flashlight around as he did so. "Scott? Hope? Are you at there?"

"Dad I told you it's just me."

Sheriff Stilinski moved the light around a bit more, before turning back to Stiles. "Well young man. I'm going to walk you back to your car and you and I are gonna have a conversation about something called invasion of privacy."

They waited a few minutes before coming out of their hiding spots. Hope from out of the tree, and Scott from behind a different one.

"How the heck did you get up there?" Scott asked.

"A combination of gymnastics and a brother who likes to climb trees. Come on, we got to go home now."

"Wait," Scott took out his inhaler and gave it a shake. He took a quick hit off his medicine then let out a relieved sigh. "Okay. Lead on."

Even though they'd grown up playing in the preserve as kids, trying to find a different way out in the dark wasn't as easy as she'd thought it be. The more they walked, the scarier it became. Suddenly, out of nowhere a group of deers dashed in front of them. Startled, Scott grabbed hold of Hope and pulled her out of the way of the frantic animals. His quick action more than likely saved her life, but it also caused the necklace she was wearing to break and fall to the ground.

"Crap," Hope shouted as she dropped to the ground. "I can't find my necklace."

"I lost my inhaler too."

"Ah crap. My dad is going to kill me. That necklace used to belong to my mom."

"Here," Scott took out his phone. They used the light from his screen to search the ground. Unfortunately though, they didn't find either objects, instead they found the top half of a female's body.

Hope screamed at the top of her lungs, and grabbed hold of Scott. The two stumbled back, lost their footing and tumbled backwards. Hope lost her grip on Scott as they rolled down the hill. Thankfully it was a very big drop, leaving Hope's ego bruised more than anything else. She couldn't believe how girly she'd been. Yelling like that over a corps. Irritated at herself, she set up, wincing a bit at the ache in her body.

"That was a very Stilinski like exit." Scott teased, as he offered her his hand to help her up.

"What can I say? Clumsiness is in our DNA." Hope took his hand and stood. She was just about to crack another joke when she spotted something glowing red from behind her friend. "Scott?"

"Yeah?"

"What is that?"

Scott turned around seconds before a wolf stalked out from the dark directly towards the scared duo.