Marlow was as confused as ever. She just couldn't seem to think of anyone she could be missing. Of course, that was what the Ghost Riders did. Erasing people from everyone's minds. Still, Marlow just couldn't imagine that there could be anyone she forgot. Especially if that someone was close to her.

Marlow watched as Mr. Douglas showed the class a piece of metal. She was widely uninterested in whatever he was saying, still too wrapped up in her thoughts about the missing person in her life. "Power. The ability to control things. This metal has no power. It's small, weak, insignificant. Is there anything we can do to change that?"

Corey raised his hands. "Corey, what you got?"

"We can add electricity."

"Exactly." Mr. Douglas said. Marlow slyly high-fived Corey, smirking widely at him. We turn this metal rod..." Mr. Douglas went on. He put the rod on the desk and picked up another one. "Into a magnet. Now it has power. Now it has influence... over others."

He started working on the experiment. Marlow checked her phone under the table. Scott, Malia, and Lydia had found out something about the missing person. A word. Stiles. She was still waiting for further from them. But they seemed to have been stumped. She was ripped out of her thoughts when Mr. Douglas started having a coughing fit.

"Are, are you okay, Mr. Douglas?" Hayden asked.

Mr. Douglas waved her off. "Just a little cough," he assured her. "Where were we? Um... Right, now we have electricity and a little bit of power. Let's add a little more." he went on. He turned the dial on his device higher. "After all, the greater the power, the greater the control," he added. Mr. Douglas started coughing once more. He grabbed a bottle of water and turned around.

Marlow narrowed her eyes at her teacher. When she looked over at Riley, she could see that her best friend was also weirded out by the entire situation. The witch's fists were clenched on the table and her face had never looked more serious than at that moment.

Mr. Douglas turned around once more and grabbed the metal rod from the table. He held it up for the class to see. "Imagine how powerful this rod could become with boundless electricity. Say, from a lightning bolt? What else could we control?"

He turned the device on again. And once again, he slipped into a coughing fit. This time it sent him into the supply closet. "What the hell?" Marlow mumbled.

Liam got up and walked over to the door of the supply closet. "Mr. Douglas?"

There was no answer. Mr. Douglas stayed inside the closet until the bell rang and everyone inside the classroom was too weirded out to stay behind. They all filed out almost as soon as the bell rang. Riley pulled Marlow out into the hallway. She dragged her underneath a staircase. "There is something wrong with that guy."

Marlow scoffed. "You think?"

"It's not funny, Marlow," Riley told her. There was this intense glare in her eyes. Marlow straightened up and nodded. "I get this weird feeling whenever I'm around him. You know, my vibes?"

Marlow nodded once more. She trusted Riley. And her vibes. They had not led them astray. "So, what do you think?"

Riley shrugged, a sigh escaping her lips. "I wish I knew. I don't have this witch thing down whatsoever. And it's not like I have anyone who can teach me anymore," she said. She leaned against the wall. "I just need to somehow figure out what exactly is wrong with him. Because something is."

Marlow nodded. Her heart skipped a beat as Mr. Douglas walked past them. She could only hope he hadn't heard anything. Marlow had wanted to be more trusting towards people, but after Theo, she had learned her lesson.


Marlow stuffed her books into her locker. She closed the door with a sigh. She hadn't seen Mr. Douglas ever since the classroom incident. Her phone vibrated. She looked down at the message and rolled her eyes. Party at Nathan Pierce's house. One that Marlow would be skipping. Not only could she not get drunk anyway, the last three parties she had attended almost ended up killing her.

She deleted the message and slid her phone into the back pocket of her jeans. Her mind was still all over the place. She was thinking of a way, any way, to tell Riley about her parents. Not to mention that there was still someone missing from her life. Though, that was one of her smallest worries compared to the threat of Ghost Riders taking her friends away.

She stopped in her tracks when she heard a howl. Marlow rolled her eyes and ran off to follow the noise. "What now?" she mumbled to herself. The howl led her into the basement. There, Scott, Lydia, Natalie, and her dad stood in front of the door. "What's going on?"

Scott waved her off. "It's just Malia. She's having some trouble with her shifting. We'll work it out."

Marlow nodded. "Okay." She watched as Malia turned from her coyote self back into her human self. Noah turned around as Malia was completely naked. "It's all right. I'm okay," Malia assured them. Natalie handed the girl her clothes and Malia quickly put them on.

Marlow had no idea what had Malia so rattled. No matter how much stress she was under, she should have been able to handle it better by that point. "Any idea what made her shift?" Noah asked the kids.

"She's under a lot of pressure," Scott replied. "School, her life after graduation."

"Her mom trying to kill her," Lydia added.

"That shouldn't make her shift," Scott said. He turned to Lydia. "Could it be connected to Stiles?"

"Hard to tell since we don't know what a 'Stiles' is," Lydia replied.

"It's a 'he'," Noah chimed in.

"Who?" Scott asked.

"Stiles. It's a family nickname. I never used it but, uh, my father did," Noah explained.

Marlow's eyes widened slightly. She hadn't seen her grandfather in years. The last time they had met he had managed to make fun of her dad's life and Marlow's burgeoning bipolar disorder in one breath. Of course, ever since she was turned into a werecoyote the disorder vanished along with all chances of any other illness, but she still didn't ever want to talk to Elias Stilinski again. That was a can Scott, Malia and Lydia would have to open themselves.


Mason dashed towards Marlow as she exited the school building. "Hold on!" he yelled, grabbing her arm. Marlow stopped in her tracks, eyes widening at Mason's energy. "Party. Tonight. At Scott's house."

Marlow crossed her arms in front of her chest. "No. No. And absolutely not."

Mason sighed. He threw his arms up. "Why not?"

"Because firstly, the last three parties we attended almost got us killed. Secondly, we're trying to avoid Ghost Riders who might erase us from existence. And thirdly, and most of important of all, I simply won't let you guys invite a horde of teenagers into Scott's house just so they can trash it and Melissa can kill us all."

Mason grabbed Marlow by the shoulders. "But we're not throwing the party to have fun or anything. We need to keep Gwen safe."

"Who's Gwen?" Marlow asked confusedly.

"She's in our class. Her sister is already missing and she has seen the Ghost Riders too. We needed a way to keep her safe without making her suspicious, so we decided to hijack Nathan's party."

Marlow scoffed. "Yeah, good luck not beaten by him for stealing the biggest party of the year away from him. And also, when did you guys decide this and why wasn't I invited to the meeting?"

Mason groaned. "We couldn't find you. And you didn't answer my calls. Does it matter?" he asked. Marlow sighed. "Marlow, you are one of Beacon Hills' most prominent protectors," Mason told her. Marlow narrowed her eyes. "You are. And you Liam have been bickering about the Alpha position for months. I'm rooting for you, but I can't do that anymore if you don't step up and do what's right."

Marlow closed her eyes and sighed. "When's the party supposed to tak-"

Mason grabbed her shoulders and shook her. A look of excitement crossed his face. "Tonight! We're doing this tonight!"

Marlow smiled faintly. Mason let go of her. "Okay. Fine. For the sake of keeping Gwen safe, let's throw a party!" she said, throwing her hands in the air. She didn't want to attend a party, but if it could keep someone from being erased, then she would pull through for the team and do her best to help Gwen. She could only hope that the plan wouldn't completely backfire on them.


That same evening the party was in full swing. Riley and Coop were keeping a look-out for the Ghost Riders, while Marlow and Liam tried to keep people from destroying the house. Marlow was close to a nervous break-down as she snatched another vase from a drunken kid's hand. "Put it down!"

"Marlow, relax!" Mason yelled over the loud music as he swerved in and pulled her away from the teenager. He couldn't have the whole thing escalating right away.

Marlow lightly pushed the boy away and turned to Mason, an annoyed expression crossing her face. "Mason, I can't let people break things in here. Do you know what happens if this house is destroyed by the end of the night?"

Mason sighed. "What happens then?"

"We'll die. We will die at the hands of a very angry nurse!" Marlow replied frantically. She had been more than skeptical about throwing a party at Scott's house. She understood it was surrounded by mountain ash but she also knew that they couldn't even be sure if the Ghost Riders could be thwarted by mountain ash. "Okay, just... just stop people from destroying things in here. Remember the angry nurse, remember her!" she warned, almost digging her finger into Mason's face.

He gently put her arm down. "Okay!"

Marlow spotted Riley in the distance, she was with Coop. They were trying desperately to blend in. Marlow sighed and walked over to them. "Any sight of them?!"

"No, Hayden and Gwen went upstairs. So far, the Ghost Riders haven't shown up," Riley replied.

"Doesn't mean they won't," Coop added.

"You're right. That's why we need to look out for them. To save Gwen, okay?" Marlow asked. Both nodded.

Marlow nodded at them and smiled. It was in those kinds of times when she was glad to have Riley and Coop by her side. They knew how dire the situation was and that even with supernatural enemies lurking, they would have to do their best to keep everything in order.

Marlow tried to loosen up. She knew she should just enjoy herself while she could but it was hard to do so when everyone around her was running around wildly in a house that didn't belong to them. Worse was looking over and seeing Liam and Hayden embracing.

Riley squeezed Marlow's arm. "Hey. You know you don't have to see this, right?"

Marlow sighed. "Riley, I've already told you, I'm not breaking them up. It's just not worth the heartache."

Riley walked up closer to Marlow. "And not telling them will ensure your heartache."

Marlow knew what Riley and Mason were doing. They were looking out for her when no one else did. She appreciated it but at the end of the day, she was too scared of breaking the group apart. Before Marlow could ponder any further, they heard Gwen scream. Marlow looked over at the stairs. She sighed. "Duty calls."

The trio rushed to the staircase. Gwen came running down the stairs screaming, Hayden followed closely behind. Liam stopped Gwen in her tracks. "What's wrong?"

"I saw him," Gwen replied. She turned back towards the staircase. "He's right there. Don't you see him?" Gwen asked alarmedly.

Marlow narrowed her eyes at the staircase. She didn't like not knowing what was going on. If the Ghost Riders were truly invisible and could find their way past mountain ash, then they would be in deep trouble.

Gwen pushed past Liam and ran off. "Help me, please!"

Hayden took off after her. Marlow groaned. She turned to Riley and Coop. Riley raised a hand. "Don't worry, I got her," she told Marlow. She and Coop dashed after Gwen and Hayden.

"Liam, Marlow, it's a Ghost Rider;" they suddenly heard Corey yell.

"Where?" Liam asked, looking around the room. Marlow growled in frustration.

"Headed for the kitchen. Right there;" Corey replied. Suddenly, he materialized with a Ghost Rider in tow.

Marlow's eyes widened. "Holy..." she mumbled. Right there in the middle of the McCall's living room stood a decayed-looking man in full cowboy gear. He tossed Corey against the wall and looked at his surroundings. Marlow's heart skipped a beat. Everyone around her was frightened beyond belief.

Corey got up with a groan. "Everybody out. Now!"

Screams erupted as scared teens all around fled the McCall house. But the Ghost Rider wasn't there for them. He came for Gwen. And that was one thing Marlow and her friends would put a stop to.

As teenagers stormed past him, he slowly made his way towards the remaining group. Marlow growled, ready to fight. Mason was quick to think up a solution though. He took the jar of Mountain Ash and drew a line in front of the Ghost Riders. He couldn't move past it, but they all knew it wouldn't hold him back for long.

When everyone had left the house, it was finally quiet. Liam looked at Corey. "We can't let him get through."

Corey nodded. Liam picked up a vase and tossed it at the Ghost Rider. Marlow braced herself as the Rider tossed Liam against a nearby wall in turn. He flicked his whip against the barrier. Marlow felt that familiar feeling of anxiety rushing through her body. "Guys, he's breaking through," Mason warned.

Corey went for it but it was no use. It was as if the Ghost Riders were stronger than them in every way possible. Marlow wasn't prone to giving up though. She flashed her blue eyes and jumped on the Riders back. She roared, trying to go for his throat but soon felt herself being thrown to the ground.

She hit the floor with a thud and watched as Coop went for another attack. He was hurled against the wall just like the rest of them. At that point, Riley was growing aggravated. She raised her hand and in one swift motion, the whip flew out of the Rider's hand and into hers.

Riley smirked to herself when the Ghost Rider stormed towards her. He ripped the whip out of her hands and pushed her into the next room. "Alright, enough! Take her outside. Go!" Marlow yelled to Mason.

"Okay. We're leaving right now," Mason yelled to Gwen. They stormed out the back door and Marlow got ready to fight.

Just then, Mason and Gwen hurried back inside. Marlow stared at them wide-eyed as the Ghost Rider finally broke through the barrier and wrapped his whip around Gwen's leg. He pulled her away. Mason and Hayden held onto the girl for dear life.

Riley jumped up off the kitchen floor and closed her eyes. "Riders on the storm, want us to conform. Parrish witches, heed my call. Stop this brawl and save us all!" she yelled. She could feel a blast of energy emanating from her hands and hit the Ghost Rider. He loosened his grip on Gwen and grabbed his head.

Before anyone truly knew what had just happened, the Rider suddenly blew up right in front of them, covering the group in whatever ran through his veins. Riley stared at the scene, mouth wide open. She barely had any time to study spell writing and she sure as hell didn't think a simple spell like that would get rid of a Ghost Rider.

"Holy crap. Riley!" Mason yelled as he stared at her in awe. But before they could celebrate their small victory, another Ghost Rider burst into the room and knocked Riley into a wall. The girl fell to the floor. She lay there motionless as the Rider got rid of Mason and Hayden and wrapped his whip around Gwen's hips.

Marlow's heart skipped a beat. Suddenly, Parrish dashed into the room, his gun drawn. He slowly walked towards the Rider. "Freeze! Let her go!"

It was as if the Rider's grip on Gwen tightened. The intensity of the situation heightened. Marlow could feel herself holding her breath. "Shoot him, Parrish," Liam demanded. But Marlow was sure it wouldn't help much.

"Everyone down, now," Parrish demanded. The kids ducked as the Deputy shot the Rider. Nothing happened. Riley was still out cold. The Rider let go of Gwen and walked up to Parrish. "On your knees," Parrish yelled. The Rider kept creeping up to Parrish. Until the gun was right in his face. "On your knees."

Parrish's gun was so close to the Rider's head, Parrish could easily fire a shot and see what else would happen. Just as he seemed to think about doing that, the leaves started swirling around them and the Ghost Rider finally disappeared with the wind.

Coop rushed to Riley's side and inspected her wounds. He turned back to his friends. "She'll be fine."

Marlow sighed in relief. "She just killed one of them," Corey chimed in.

"Yeah, I know. The evidence is all over us," Marlow said as she wiped the bits and pieces of the Ghost Riders remains off her. She could still feel his blood all over her body though. "What the hell do we do now?"

Marlow's phone went off, she unlocked the screen. It was a message from Scott. Marlow sighed as she read it. "Okay, listen up everyone! I need to get to the Sheriff's station. Our older and so-called 'wiser' generation got in trouble. I'd suggest you leave before Scott or Melissa come home. Keep an eye on Gwen."


Marlow stormed into the Sheriff's station, where she immediately spotted a male nurse sitting with Deputy Clarke. She assumed it was the nurse that Malia attacked. Marlow rushed up to him and grabbed the man from his seat. "Hey, Marlow, you can't do that!" Deputy Clark needlessly told her.

"Save it, Clark!" Marlow countered. She dragged the Nurse into a back room and pushed him against the wall. "Hi, my name is Marlow. I heard about your unfortunate situation with one of my friends. Listen, I know what she did wasn't right, but she is going through some things. Don't you think you can let this one slide and have her leave here with a warning?"

"You have got to be kidding me, right? That crazy bitch knocked me out and locked me in a supply closet. I'm pressing charges!" the man yelled. Marlow sighed and closed her eyes. It was as if at that moment she wasn't thinking about any consequences. Whatever was holding her back before was gone. She hadn't felt that way in years.

As she opened her eyes back up they were glowing blue. She flicked out her claws and fletched her fangs. The nurse was scared beyond belief at that point. Shaking, he stood in front of Marlow. "Do we need to press charges here, sir?" she asked him through gritted teeth.

The nurse shook his head frantically. Just then, the Sheriff stormed into the room. "Marlow!"

"Okay, okay. No charges. No charges! Just get her away from me!" the man yelled frantically. He pushed past Marlow and Noah and ran out of the room.

Noah turned around to his daughter, infuriated. "Marlow Marie Stilinski, this is my last straw."

"Dad..."

"No, Marlow! This is my last straw. Going around the law to help you and your friends save this town is one thing, but you physically threatening witnesses is on a whole other level of wrong!"

Marlow bit her lip. She knew her dad was right, she didn't know what had come over her. But she also knew that she had only wanted to save her friend from legal trouble. There wasn't a good way to explain her actions. The last time she had been that reckless was shortly before she was turned into a werecoyote.

"Now, we'll go to the holding cell and tell your friends the 'good' news and you better let them know that this is it. I don't wanna see them near your grandfather again. And never again, do I want to see Malia in here because she assaulted someone. Is that clear?"

Marlow nodded. Her dad had never been this angry at her in her entire life, and she couldn't blame him. Noah opened the door and ushered her out. They walked into the holding cell. "By some miracle, the nurse decided to drop the charges. They're free to go."

He walked out leaving Marlow behind. "Yeah, it was a real miracle," Marlow said after her dad left. "And you owe me now," she added. Malia nodded.

"Just because you're not going to jail, doesn't mean you're not grounded for eternity," Natalie told Lydia. Lydia's eyes widened. Natalie opened the door and ushered Lydia out. "Let's go!"

The two left and Marlow turned to her remaining friends. "I should get home too. It's late," Malia said. She walked out after the Martin's.

Scott turned to Marlow. "You didn't have to get into trouble with your dad just to get us out of here."

"Yes, I did. We're a pack and we're friends. We help each other," Marlow reassured him. Scott nodded. "So, did my senile old dirtbag of a grandfather help you?"

"You could have told us he had dementia," Scott replied.

Marlow shrugged. "I told you not to go to him. You didn't listen," she reminded him. Marlow always knew there was a reason she had steered clear of her grandfather. He was no help with anything. Scott shook his head. "Also..." Marlow drawled.

Scott sighed. "What?"

"We might have trashed your house during a party while fighting off Ghost Riders to save Gwen," she explained.

"You're kidding me, right?" Scott asked. Marlow shook her head. She was dreading this talk all day. She was just happy that Scott had found out before Melissa did. Marlow didn't even want to know what that woman would do once she saw her trashed house.

Scott sighed once more. He narrowed his eyes. "Wait, you said you fought off the Ghost Riders. How did you see them?"

"Oh, well, Corey was able to make them visible with his powers and..." Just then, it hit Marlow. "Everyone at the party saw them," she thought out loud.

"They're all gonna be taken," Scott said.

Marlow wanted to slap herself. What was wrong with her? How did she not think of this? She was usually not this stupid. But none of that mattered now. What mattered was keeping all the kids from the party and themselves safe.