Skylar Stilinski was sat in her bedroom listening to music, she did that a lot. The brunette would say that it helped her escape from the real world, make her forget about her problems; make it feel as if the music was teaching her brain how to flow, how to be peaceful. She'd tell her father that listening to music would fill the air without any effort. It was her medicine delivered in the most divine way.

Drawing in her sketchbook whilst the sound of music was piercing through her ears, Skylar could've sworn she heard banging on her door so she took her earphones out. She thought she was hearing things. There were several occasions where she'd heard noises but it turned out to be the beat in the background of a song. As she was about to put her earphones back in she heard the same knocking on her door.

Dragging herself out of bed, Skylar groaned and walked out of her room to see why her brother was knocking on her door so loud. As she opened the door Stiles was standing there with a big grin on his face.

"Sky get ready, we're going to Scotts."

Skylar was confused by this because it was literally midnight. But she obliged anyway because she loves going for drivers in her brothers jeep during midnight. She quickly got changed shoving a baggy jumper on with some black jeans. During the drive to Scott's house Skylar put her earphones in listening to music, with her head rested against the window. She watched as Stiles exited the jeep, a few minutes later she wondered what was taking him so long so she decided to get out and tell the two boys to hurry the hell up!

As she began to walk up towards the porch she saw her brother hanging from the porch, In that moment Skylar had no clue what the hell he was doing.

She notices Scott beginning to open the door, so Skylar decided to creep up behind the porch in order to scare him. Stifling a laugh, Skylar had just witnessed her brother scaring their best friend. Both boys were screaming frantically.

"Stiles what the hell are you doing?" Groaned Scott, rolling his eyes at the sight of his best friend.

"You weren't answering your phone," Stiles exclaimed still hanging from the porch. "Why do you have a bat?"

Skylar laughed, "He probably thought you were a predator." Scaring the two boys in the process.

"What's with you two and scaring me tonight?" Mumbled Scott looking between the two, wondering why they're here in the middle of the night

Stiles looked between the twins giving them a confused look, "Look, I know it's late but you gotta hear this, I saw my dad leave 20 minutes ago," He paused while continuing with "Dispatch called they're bringing in every officer from the Beacon Department, and even state police."

"For what?" Scott wondered glancing at his two best friends.

"Two joggers found a dead body in the woods." Stiles jumps down from the roof too excited about what he's going to say next.

"A dead body?" Scott shouted seemingly lost causing Skylar to roll her eyes.

"No, a body of water." Skylar laughed. While stiles continued to stay "Yes, dumbass a dead body."

Scott didn't look impressed with his two sarcastic best friends. The two may not be identical twins but they're more alike than you would think. "You mean like murdered?" Scott asked unbeknownst to how stupid he sounds.

Stiles sighed, "Nobody knows yet, just that it was a girl probably in her 20's."

Scott looking confused asked, "Hold on, if they found the body then what are they looking for?" Which caused Skylar to pipe up with "Yeah Stiles, what are they looking for?"

"That's the best part, they only found half." Smirked stiles "We're going."

*

Skylar Stilinski always thought she was the crazy one, clearly she was wrong. She should be in her bed right now listening to music escaping from reality. But no, she's currently wandering around in the woods looking for a dead body. Scrap that, half a dead body. Of course it was Stiles that found out about the body while snooping in on their dad's calls. Her brother literally had no filter.

As the three get out of Stiles' jeep in the woods Scott stops and questions "We're seriously doing this?"

"Why what's wrong Scotty, you scared?" Skylar teases to which Stiles laughs and looks over at their best friend.

"And you, baldy." Skylar said, this time teasing Stiles. She loved calling him baldy because she knew he hated it.

"Shut up Sky, you're the one always bitching that nothing happens in this town." Stiles points out while eyeing Skylar.

"Stiles, stop looking at my choice of outfit, some of us got dragged out of bed, thanks to their idiot brother wanting to find a dead body." To which Stiles held his hands up in defeat.

Getting her phone out, Skylar turns her torch on so the trio can see a little better. Skylar wasn't really happy with being out in the woods. Especially when she could be laying in her warm, comfy bed.

"I was trying to get a good night's sleep before practise tomorrow..." Shrugged Scott while walking further into the woods.

Stiles sarcastically pointed out, "Right, cause sitting on the bench is such a grueling effort." Earning him a slap on the head from Skylar.

Stiles groaned, "Ouch, Sky what the hell, you're meant to be my sister!"

The brunette girl rolled her eyes "You're so dramatic baldy, Scott will be playing this year."

"See Skylar gets it, I'm making first line." Scott explains confidently while smiling at Skylar. Stiles laughed again.

"Hey that's the spirit. Everyone should have a dream, even a pathetically unrealistic one." Causing yet another slap to reach his head. Scott rolled his eyes at the pale boy.

"Just out of curiosity brother, which part of the body are we looking for?" Skylar asked confused.

"Huh," Stiles paused, "I didn't even think about that." Skylar rolled her eyes at her twin, giving him the side eye.

Scott wondered, "And, uh, what if whoever killed the body is still out there?"

"Also something I didn't think about." Muttered Stiles.

"It's comforting to know you've planned this out with your usual attention to detail." Scott breathed out breathlessly.

Stiles groaned, "I know."

Skylar watched as her best friend struggled to breathe, "You okay Scotty?"

"Maybe the severe asthmatic should be the one holding the flashlight, huh?" Scott managed to wheeze out leaning against a tree shaking his inhaler.

Stiles quickly shot down to the ground dragging Skylar down with him, noticing that the police are in the woods too. He turned off his torch and shot back up. Again, dragging Skylar with him. "For the love of god, Stiles will you stop dragging me?!" Shouted Skylar while looking at the boy unimpressed.

"Skylar, will you be quiet. Come on." Stiles whisper-yells at his two best friends ushering them to move before they get caught.

Scott breathes out, "Wait up Stiles!"

As Scott was about to run faster to catch up to Stiles, the brunette girl stopped him. "Scotty get your inhaler out and use it now!" She exclaimed worrying about her best friend.

They both watch as their best friend drops to the floor scared at the dog barking in front of him. Skylar giggled quietly causing her brother to give her a look as if to say be quiet.

"Hold it right there!" A policeman shouts as he finds stiles on the floor.

"Hang on, hang on... This little delinquent belongs to me" The sheriff announced glancing down at his son. While the twins stood behind two separate trees watching.

Skylar facepalms hearing her brother reply to their dad with, "Dad, how are you doing?"

"So, do you listen in to all the phone calls?" Their father asked clearly quite annoyed with the young boy.

"No," Stiles replies, shaking his head. "Not the boring ones." Skylar deadpanned at how blunt her brother was.

Looking around the woods his dad asks "Now, where's your usual partners in crime and your sister?"

"Who, Scott? He's at home, he wanted to get a good night's sleep for the first day back at school tomorrow." Shaking his head.

"And Skylar, well you know how Sky is dad, she's at home probably listening to her music blocking everyone out." Mumbled Stiles, glancing over at the tree to where his sisters stood giving her an apologetic smile.

The buzz cut boy rambles on with "It's just me. In the woods. Alone."

The Sheriff knew his son was lying so he tried to catch him out by shining his flashlight in the woods, moving it around. "Scott, Skylar you out there?" He continued to shout "Skylar, Scott?" Whilst Stiles keeps his head down.

"Well, young man, I'm gonna walk you back to your car."

The Sheriff gripped his son and dragged him out of the woods. "You and I, are gonna have a conversation about something called invasion of privacy."

*

After getting left alone in the woods by Stiles, Skylar and Scott began to find their way back home. She wasn't that mad at the fact that her brother left her in the woods, she understood that he didn't want to get in more trouble. If their father knew Stiles dragged his twin out with him he would've been grounded for a long time.

Skylar paid attention to her surroundings, you could say she was one with nature. The brunette analysed everything starting with how the bare branches spiked into the sky with no sign of life to be found anywhere. It was so dark that she was barely able to see where she was going. There were only small sounds of rustling bushes and the crickets chirping. She didn't know what laid in the dark woods, all she knew was that it wasn't going to be a peaceful journey home for her and Scott.

The flapping of birds wings made Scott gasp and look up. "Are you okay Scotty?"

Scott nodded smiling at his best friend, "I'm okay Sky."

Skylar yelps as a herd of stags leap through the woods. The brunette began to wonder if they were running from something, as they seemed scared; as if they wanted to be out of the woods.

She began to panic and looked at Scott noticing that he was shining his flashlight on the floor looking for something. Skylar assumed it was his inhaler and started to help him. Except when the brunette boy shines his light on the floor the top half of the dead body was there.

Surprised by the body, Skylar jumps backwards and tumbles down a hill. She immediately tried to stand whilst holding onto a log that was on the floor looking around for her best friend.

"Scotty, where are you?" Skyler shouts, growing scared of being alone in the woods. When she got no response she decided to get up and look for her brother. Turning around quickly, the brunette caught a glimpse of what she thought was an animal looking in her direction. You can definitely say that fear found its way to Skylar as her legs began to feel weak; especially after hearing the sound the animal just made. Making Skylar's stomach lurch. Its eyes glowed a bright blue.

She tried to hold in her scream as much as possible until the animal pounced at her dragging her along the ground. Trying to save herself, Skylar put her arms in front of her face, shielding it. That didn't quite work well, as she soon felt a pain shoot through her whole arm causing her to scream yet again. Instantly feeling a chill course throughout her body. Goosebumps slowly prickling along her skin. Slowly, she tried to get up but quickly realised how futile it was when she had to bite her lip to keep herself from crying out.

"Skylar, can you hear me?" Scott yelled out, scared that something might've happened to Skylar. To which she replied with "Scotty, listen to me you have to run there's some sort of animal out here. That literally just bit me." Instead of getting a response Skylar heard her best friend scream in the distance. She winced and grew worried for him because after all she is tougher than him. In fact, she's tougher than him and Stiles.

Her palms were sweaty and the adrenaline coursing through her system, caused Skyler to jump up and run as fast as she could out of the woods. The sound of a car swerving something caused Skylar to pick up her pace; only to see Scott stood in the middle of the road.

"Scotty, oh thank god you're okay."

Scott lets out a breath he seemed to be holding in as he replies to Sky, "Come on Sky, we've gotta get you home, before your dad notices." The brunette haired boy takes his jumper off and hands it to Skylar, wrapping his arm around her protectively, while the two walk home. The girl was shivering.