Present Day – Beacon Hill, California
Walking through the halls of Beacon Hills High School in the middle of the night two teens walk towards the gym.
The blonde girl who was being dragged around by her date looks around nervously, she was clearly uncomfortable and scared, she didn't want to be here in the middle of the night.
As he begins leading her to the gym she pulls away slightly "I-I-I, I don't want to go up there."
The guy grins before pulling her closer with a wicked grin crossing his lips "Ah, you can't wait huh."
The girl shakes her head nervously "We're just gonna get in trouble."
"You can count on it." Leaning forward he moves to kiss her only for her to gasp in fear and look behind them "What was that?"
"What was what?"
The girl frowns in fear "I heard a noise."
"It's nothing." He promises as he turns her back towards him.
She merely shakes her head unsure "Maybe it's something."
He grins "Maybe it's something" He teases only causing her to tap his chest in annoyance "That's not funny."
He groans before backing away and peeking down the next corridor "Hello?" he calls, the word echoing through the empty school.
Turning back to her he grins "There's nobody here."
She merely takes a shaky breath as she walks over to him keeping her back to him as she stares down one of the halls "Are you sure?"
"Yes I'm sure."
"Okay." She says softly before spinning around, this time her face now looking more like a demon than anything else as she grabbed him by the shoulders, yanking him forward before biting into his neck.
After hearing weird noises coming from outside, Scott grabs his mother's baseball bat and slowly makes his way outside, clutching onto the bat for dear life.
Making his way outside onto the porch he keeps his eyes open for signs of danger only to end up screaming like a girl as Stiles drops down in front of him hanging upside down from his roof.
Stiles screams as well, having not expected to see his best friend with a frigging baseball bat.
"Stiles, what the hell are you doing?!" Scott screams as he stares at his upside down best friend in shock.
Stiles shrugs, "You weren't answering your phone. Why do you have a bat?"
Scott lets out a relieved breath before groaning "I thought you were a predator."
Stiles coughs in disbelief, seriously how stupid was his best friend "A pre...look, I know it's late but you gotta hear this. I saw my dad leave 20 minutes ago. Dispatch called. They're bringing in every officer from the Beacon Department, and even state police."
Scott merely frowns in confusion, not understand at all where the hell Stiles was going with all this "For what?"
Stiles grins madly "Two joggers found a body in the woods." Pausing he pulls himself off the roof only to drop onto the ground beside the porch.
Scott frowns and looks down at his friend "A dead body?"
Stiles rolls his eyes "No a body of water, yes, dumb-ass, a dead body." He says before pulling himself back onto the porch so he could face his best friend.
"You mean like, murdered?" Scott asks looking like an innocent deer.
Stiles shrugs as he remembers back to the call he had overheard "No one knows yet, just that it was a girl, probably in her 20's."
"Hold on, if they found the body, then what are they looking for?"
Stiles' grin instantly stretches "That's the best part. They only found half." Pausing for dramatic effect Stiles smirks mischievously "We're going."
As they make it to the Beacon Hills Preserve Stiles rushes ahead with Scott behind him "We're seriously doing this?" Scott asks still unsure as to why he let Stiles drag him out here in the middle of the night, where a serial killer could still be at large.
Stiles grins "You're the one always bitching that nothing ever happens in this town."
As Stiles climbs under the metal chain fence into the preserve Scott frowns, "I was trying to get a good night's sleep before practice tomorrow."
As they make their way through the woods Stiles scoffs "Right, 'cause sitting on the bench is such a gruelling effort."
Scott glares at Stiles' back as he attempts to catch up, his asthma making him lose his breath too quickly, causing him to fall behind "No, because I'm playing this year. In fact, I'm making first line."
Stiles glances back at his friend with an amused look on his face "Hey, that's the spirit. Everyone should have a dream, even a pathetically unrealistic one."
Scott groans "Look, it's not just that, I promised my mom I'd finish setting up Buffy's room tonight."
Stiles' whole body freezes and he turns to Scott an urgent look on his face "When she coming? Like tonight? Maybe? I mean I need to know...Oh God I need to get a haircut."
At his panicking Scott rolls his eyes, he knew Buffy moving back to Beacon Hills was gonna bring Stiles back to obsessing, he just hadn't expected it to be this quickly "Just out of curiosity, which half of the body are we looking for?" Scott asks hoping to change the subject.
Stiles pauses before gulping "Huh. I didn't even think about that." He laughs nervously as his whole plan slowly begins falling to pieces.
"And, uh, what if whoever killed the body is still out here?" Scott asks just poking more holes in Stiles' logic.
"Also something I didn't think about."
As the two begin climbing up a steep hill Scott pants lightly "It's comforting to know you've planned this out with your usual attention to detail."
"I know."
As he begins falling behind again Scott takes a shaky breath using a nearby tree to balance himself "Maybe the severe asthmatic should be the one holding the flashlight, huh?"
Leaning his body against the tree he pulls out his inhaler shaking it as he begins wheezing loudly.
Running after Stiles he quickly dives to the ground where Stiles was currently laid on the floor.
Stiles grins madly as he spots the search dogs and the cops just ahead of them, they were getting closer.
Standing up he quickly runs "Come on!"
"Stiles!" Scott hisses before quickly inhaling from his inhaler and running after his best friend, calling after him.
He keeps running until his eyes widen as he spots the Sheriff corner Stiles, Scott quickly ducks behind a tree hoping not to get caught, his mother was going to kill him if she found out about this.
Stiles groans, as he spots his dad walking towards him.
"Hold on this little delinquent belongs to me." Sheriff Stilinski tells his men before focusing on his son.
Stiles smiles "Hi dad how you doing?" He asks acting as though he hadn't just been caught breaking the rules again.
Stilinski watches his son for a moment before arching a brow "So, do you, uh, listen in to all of my phone calls?"
"No." Stiles laughs, nervously before shrugging "Not the boring ones."
Stilinski groans before looking around the dark forest "Now as I know Buffy isn't back yet that still leaves you with one partner in crime."
"Who, Scott?" Stiles asks, clueless-ly "Scott's, home. He promised his mom he'd finishing setting up Buff's room before the first day of school tomorrow. It's just me. Alone. In the woods." He mumbles knowing how bad it sounded.
Stilinski looks at his son in disbelief before waving his flashlight towards the trees "Scott you out there?" He calls only to be responded with silence.
"Scott?" He tries once more but nothing, sighing he moves over to his son "Well, young man, I'm gonna walk you back to your car. And you and I are gonna have a conversation about something called invasion of privacy."
Scott watches still hidden away, as Stiles is pulled away, groaning he sighs knowing he now had to trudge through the woods, he only hoped nothing bad happened.
Buffy watches in horror as blood fills the room she was in, vampires fill it, one in a school girl outfit killing a poor kid. The image changes and suddenly there was a house, burning brightly with flames as people in the basement screamed for help.
Buffy backs away from the house only to trip and go crashing into a cave, inside vampires were lighting torches while another, one older than the others, moves around the room.
Suddenly feeling a hand wrapping around her neck she gasps and backs away. As her back connects with the wall she gasp as suddenly red eyes flashed at her before a figure was dragged across the forest floor.
As the figure screams in pain while the creature bites into their side Buffy turns away, only to be confronted by a large book before slowly the book changed revealing a cross necklace.
The last image that fills her mind is of red eyes and sharp teeth along with the sound of a loud howl.
Buffy gasps loudly as she shoots up in her seat, taking a shaky breath she looks around the bus before running a hand through her hair, the sunlight from the morning sun hitting her eyes, making her wince slightly due to the brightness.
She was honestly going out of her mind.
Leaning back in her seat she puts her headphones back in and stares out the window just as the radio informs them of where they were.
"Next Station, Beacon Hills Central."
Buffy sighs and looks ahead as the town sign approaches her view, it looks like she was back in Beacon Hills.
