Disclaimer: I do not own MTV's Teen Wolf or any plot lines associated with it. I only own my original character and her plot lines.
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Stiles, Kira, Scott, and I were all behind the police station, about to sneak in and get the pictures off of Kira's phone that was in the evidence room.
"Okay, this one will get you into all of the perimeter doors, this one into the evidence room, and this one's for my father's office." Stiles informed us, handing Scott the chain of keys. We all nodded, taking note of what each key did. Stiles was going to keep watch while the rest of us got to the phone.
"You didn't steal these, did you?" I asked Stiles with my arms crossed. Scott was fiddling with the keys, examining each one.
"No, I cloned them using the RDIF emulator." Stiles replied, making Kira scoff.
"Isn't that worse than stealing?" She chimed in, looking at the keys dangling from Scott's grasp.
"It's smarter." Stiles said with a shrug, leaning up against the wall of the station. Kira pulled me to the side, leaving Scott to talk to his best friend.
"You didn't tell them anything, did you? About the pictures?" She asked.
"Oh, no. I just told them you have pictures on there that you don't want anyone to see." I answered honestly, pulling the hem of my shirt down.
"What kind of pictures?" Well, this is awkward.
"Naked pictures." I whispered, then pursed my lips. To my surprise, her face didn't change.
"Oh, good idea." She said calmly before turning around and walking back to the two boys. I was taken back by her lack of response, and followed after her.
"Okay. So, now almost everybody's out dealing with the blackout. But there's always somebody at the front desk. There's dispatch and usually a night shifter or two. You guys are gonna use the service door entrance by the dumpster. All right? Nobody uses it. Now, I'll text you if anyone comes out. But if you get caught, I can't help you. My dad's under investigation for impeachment because of your dad, so, if anything happens I will run and leave you guys for dead." Stiles explained the plan and we all nodded in agreement.
"All right, hurry up." He continued as we entered the building.
Getting the pictures off of the phone ended up being a little bit harder than we anticipated. We obviously couldn't take it, because they would know it was gone. The phone was dead, but luckily there was a charger in a drawer. We successfully got the pictures off the phone with the help of Stiles, who distracted Scott's dad from coming in and catching us. After the ordeal, Scott had offered to take us to the black light party, which was now being held at Derek's loft. Behind his back, of course.
During the party, Stiles attempted to dance. It was terrible, just so you know. I had spent the majority of the night so far dancing with Lydia, Scott, and Kira. Isaac and Allison were getting their bodies painted, and Stiles was off with some girl. I was trying my best not to pay attention to what they were doing. I hated when he messed around with other girls, obviously.
"I'm going to go get some ice for the drinks." I informed my friends, getting nods in return. I made my way to the balcony, which had four bags of ice on a table. As I started scooping the ice, I heard snarling from behind my back. Dropping the spoon, I slowly turned around to face the source of the noise. In front of me stood the five masked men that Isaac had talked about. Their eyes glowed yellow, and they started moving in closer towards me.
"Stiles..Stiles!" I yelled, being overpowered by the loud music throughout the loft. One of the men grabbed my neck, and I felt an excruciating pain behind my ear. I fell to the floor and my vision began fading into darkness.
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"Olivia! Olivia, wake up!" Stiles voice brought me to consciousness. He shook my body until I moved slightly. It felt like I had been out for hours, but I knew that was highly unlikely.
"Wh-where did they go?" I whispered. My throat was on fire for some reason, and the area behind my ear stung. I finally let my eyes open fully to see Scott, Stiles, Kira, and Lydia leaning over me.
"Who? Who are you talking about?" Scott interrogated frantically, helping me up to a standing position.
"They had masks. Their eyes were glowing, just like Isaac said." I cleared my throat after speaking, and dusted the dirt off of my jeans. Stiles licked his lips and let out a sigh.
"Seriously? What did they do to you?" Kira asked nervously, and I locked eyes with Stiles. His face was filled with worry.
"They grabbed me and did something to my neck. It hurts really bad. I don't remember anything after that. I think I passed out." I rubbed my neck, avoiding the place that was burning.
"What do you mean they did something to your neck? Where?" Lydia joined in, then asked if she could look. I nodded and pointed to where the pain was coming from.
"What..in the holy hell..is that?" Lydia mumbled, looking behind my ear. She took her phone out and snapped a photo, showing it to everybody that was on the balcony.
"It's like..a tattoo. It's some sort of symbol." Stiles replied, showing me the picture. I let out a small gasp. Will that go away?
"What does it mean?" I asked impatiently, zooming in on the image. It was a small backwards five.
"I have no idea. We can ask Allison to look in the bestiary." Scott suggested, looking to the flashing lights from the party. Lydia took her phone back and put it in her pocket.
"That's a good idea." I replied, running my fingers through my hair. This whole thing is stressing me out. All I want is to be in my bed right now, preferably cuddling with Stiles. I looked up at him again, meeting our eyes. He shook his head with sympathy, then pulled me into an embrace.
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