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Lydia shot up in bed screaming. Not this again. That feeling rose up, the feeling of dread. Her mind went straight to Stiles. With everything going on lately, she was worried that feeling was for him. She got up and called him with no answer. She then called Scott with the same result. Lydia was beginning to panic now. She dialed Allison's number, but this time she got an answer.

"Allison! I think Stiles and Scott are in trouble, they aren't answering their phones. I have a bad feeling."

"Okay, okay. Lydia just calm down alright, I'll be right over."

"No, meet me at Deaton's. We need to figure this out before it's too late." Lydia hung up after Allison confirmed her request, and called Deaton.

She told him to meet her at the clinic. She grabbed her keys and headed out of the house. If the boys were in trouble, she was going to help them any way she could.

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Scott backed away a little from Yara. "I think you underestimate what I can do."

Yara smiled. "Maybe you underestimate me Scott, or have you already forgotten what I did to Stiles."

She held out her hand and Stiles grabbed it. He was lost in her gaze.

"Stiles, get away from her!" Scott growled.

Stiles put his hand through her hair, and then turned to Scott. "Sorry buddy, but I don't want to."

"Let him go, now." Scott's eyes turned yellow and his claws began to come out.

"Oh, big bad wolf going to hurt me? I don't think so."

Scott could not take this anymore. He dived for Yara, but Stiles stepped in her way and blew something in his face. Scott fell to the ground, un-shifted. Something was wrong. He felt dizzy and weak.

"Hard to transform with wolfsbane coursing through your system, isn't it?" Yara smirked as Scott struggled on the ground.

"Please, Yara, if I'm the one you want, then let Stiles go." He was not sure he was going to get out of this now.

Yara sighed and walked over to Scott. "You see Scotty, that's not how this works. I can't just throw Stiles away like yesterday's trash once I find a new source. No, once I've finished with him, then I'll move onto you." She patted his cheek. "Patience. Your turn is coming."

Scott struggled as he watched Yara make her way over to Stiles. He needed to do something before it was too late.

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"I don't want to find another dead body, especially not one of them."

Allison grabbed Lydia's shoulders. "You won't. We'll find them." She looked at Deaton. "Right?"

"It would help if we had any indication whatsoever as to whose behind this."

Lydia took a breath. "Okay, let's think."

"It could be anyone, but it's more likely someone that can come into contact with Stiles. Maybe someone from school?" Deaton tried to help.

"Does Stiles talk to anyone else?" Allison looked at Lydia.

She thought for a moment before perking up. "The new girl! Yara. She just moved here and was playing dumb the first day of school when she couldn't find anything. Stiles has been helping her. It has to be her."

"Lydia, are you sure? She seems so innocent and nice."

"Isn't that part if what a succubus does? It manipulates people. Who else could it be?" Lydia looked at Deaton with desperate eyes.

He nodded. "This girl seems like the most likely candidate. Definitely worth looking into."

"So what do we do?" Allison looked at Lydia.

Lydia pulled out her phone. "We find her as fast as we can."

"Who are you calling?" Allison was not sure who could help.

"The Sheriff."

"Lydia, Stiles' dad doesn't know about all this."

"And he won't have to, but he can find her before we can. I don't care what we have to do."

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Scott could not get up. He tried, but found himself too weak to move. That wolfsbane was strong, and working its way into his system. All he could do was try to get through to Stiles in hopes of getting him to fight back against Yara. She took Stiles by the hand and sat him down, not too far from Scott. She wanted him to watch her suck the remaining life out of his friend. She started kissing him, and Stiles kissed back, not caring about the consequences. She had him under her control.

"Stiles, listen to me, you have to get away from her. She'll kill you!" He struggled to move.

Stiles either did not hear Scott, or ignored him. He was lost.

Yara laughed a little as the veiny-like tendrils extended from her fingers and under Stiles' skin. She moved on to kissing his neck. Scott watched in horror as more veins appeared and dug into his friend's flesh.

Scott could not take this anymore. He shut his eyes and took a deep breath. "Stiles!" He howled and Stiles seemed to hear him this time.

Stiles' eyes went wide and he yelled out in pain. He began to struggle, but Yara had a grip on him. Stiles could feel the life leaving his body, and it hurt.

Scott watched, still trying to get up. He had to get to Stiles.

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"Why do you think a teenaged girl has something to do with what happened to my son?" The Sheriff drove his car down the street with Lydia and Allison in the back.

Lydia looked at Allison. "We just know."

Stillinski shook his head, but at this point he would follow any lead he had, especially now that his son and Scott seemed to be missing.

"Well the address on her school records was a fake, but I put an APB out on Stiles' jeep and it was last seen around here." John drove around hoping he would find something to help them.

"Turn left!" Lydia had a feeling.

The Sheriff did as he was told. "Did you see something?"

"Yeah." Allison cut in hoping the Sheriff would not abandon this search with almost nothing to go on.

"She would probably be somewhere secluded, where no one would accidently pass by. Are there any abandoned buildings around here?" Lydia racked her brains trying to think of where Yara could be keeping them.

"Yeah, there's a warehouse not far from here." Stillinski drove.

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Stiles seemed to be going in and out on who he was paying attention to. One minute he would struggle against Yara, but then she would give him a look. Even through her methods of sucking out his soul, he obeyed her.

"Stiles, fight!" Scott was still trying to muster up any strength he had, but it was no use. The wolfsbane was strong.

Stiles could hear Scott calling for him. "Stop, Yara. Let us go."

"Almost done." She laughed as she kissed him.

Stiles wanted to fight, but he was too weak now. He could not move his arms, even if he fought through the pain. He felt so tired and limp.

"Stiles, no! Don't close your eyes."

But it was too late. He had already collapsed onto Yara, no longer able to hold himself up. Stiles felt his final breath go out as he closed his eyes. He felt light headed, and the pain was gone.

"No!" Scott was motivated more than he had ever been before. He stumbled up, still weak, half crawling, half walking to Yara.

Yara pulled her veiny tendril out of Stiles and licked her lips. "I always feel so alive right after the kill, but don't worry, I saved room for you." She smiled with gold glowing eyes, and walked towards Scott.

Scott could not take his eyes off of his lifeless best friend. "No."

"Shhh, look at me Scott. Listen to my voice." She held his face in her hands.

"Back away from him now!"

Yara jumped back a little to see Sheriff Stilinski pointing his gun at her.

She shook her head. "Don't you dare come in here and think you can take me out with something so primitive." She walked towards him.

"Yara, I mean it. Stop right there."

"Go ahead Sheriff, shoot me. Before you do though, you might want to see what I did." She motioned to Stiles' bloody body lying on the ground.

John's heart broke at the sight of his son, and he lost his focus. That gave Yara enough time to hit him hard enough to throw him against the wall and knock him out. She wasted no time in moving onto Scott. She went over to him on the ground where he was crying over his best friend. She knelt down and grabbed his face.

"Shhh, you're okay. Everything is fine now."

Scott shook his head. "He's dead, you killed him."

"Look at me Scott." Her eyes met him. "Just look in my eyes."

Scott did not want to, but he looked anyway and was lost. Yara began to kiss him, and his mind went a million miles away from Stiles. The Sheriff was knocked out and Stiles was dead. Scott was now heading in that same direction, and there was nothing anyone could do about it.

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AN: Gasp! Am I terrible? Maybe a little. Hope you all enjoyed. One chapter left!