Wylie had never really liked funerals, sure he had only been to two, but it was enough. He had only talked to Stina like twice but he was quite sure he didn't like her.

They were just so stuffy, full of people telling him they were sorry for his loss and if he was close with the deceased. There would be long speeches full of experiences that he really didn't care about and afterwards there would be some sort of party. He hadn't been able to attend the party following his mother's funeral but he had been told it was nice.

He hadn't known is cousin Maruca that well but she was family, even if they didn't really talk much, on account of his father being in prison and the real only person they both had in common- his mother- dead. He had been one of the people to witness her death and all. At least he hadn't been asked to speak at the service or recount the tale of her death.

He listened to her family tell them how, Maruca had been an amazing person not deserving of her fate. How she had so much left to live for. She had just gotten her acceptance letter from the local college. He watched Juline Diznee walk up to the podium. As she was the mayor of the town it seemed fitting that she would be asked to speak.

"I was deeply saddened by the news that Maruca's death," she started. "As a mother I think that it's terrible for a parent to lose their child, especially in these circumstances. I was also saddened by the fact that the peace that I and my fellow members of council have achieved was disrupted. I assure the people of Britshire that I, along with the police will catch the people who did this, before they can do it again." She stepped off the podium and took her place in the seats.

After many more speeches, the people of Britshire followed the priest to the small graveyard at the back of the church. There, he watches as Maruca's family lowered her into the ground and layed a dozen roses on her coffin.

"Hey," said a voice at his shoulder.

"Hey yourself," he said. He wrapped an arm around her shoulders and kissed her cheek. In the month since, the prison break him and Linh had become quite close.

"It was a nice service."

"Yeah it was nice,"

"You don't have to worry, I'm sure if Prentice was going to strike he would have done it by now."

"Knock on wood."

"Right, knock on wood."

The party afterwards was a lively affair. As much as a party following a funeral could be. There were drinks and chips and music. Everyone was telling their favourite stories, but since Wylie hadn't known her that well, the only real story he had was when she died. And that wasn't something you told at the person's wake. He just hung out there with his friends. Keefe and Dex had been chosen to bring the group some snacks. But before they could Wylie was intercepted by his history teacher, Mrs. Miller.

"You know Wylie, Maruca was in my class last semester, quite the little genius," she had clearly been to the drinks table a few times. "How did you know her dear?"

"Maruca was my second cousin actually,"

"Well how 'bout that,"

"We weren't very close, her mother kind lost all interest in me when my mother was killed." Someone came up and whispered something in Mrs. Miller's ear.

"Well I must be off, it has been a real pleasure talking to you about this, you take care now dear,"

"Goodbye Mrs. Miller, see you in class next Monday."

The next day, Wylie, Linh, Keefe, Dex, Biana, Fitz and Sophie were all walking down to the diner where they usually get lunch on sundays. Why they weren't taking the car, was a complete mystery. It was a tradition that they started back when they were twelve and had to have their parents drop them off and sit and another table.

They were just walking past the twenty- four hour gas station when they heard a scream. Marella ran out of the store and right into their group.

"What happened," asked almost all the group, except for Sophie who said nothing.

"Gas station…. Turned away… Stina… ground," she said in between sobs.

"Marella, calm down just breathe, what happened to Stina." It took almost a full minute to calm her down enough for her to speak in sentences.

"Stina and I were here getting gas, and she told me to go and grab some snacks. We were planning to go camping with a few others next weekend and she wanted to be prepared. I was paying for ou things when I heard a thump and went over to investigate. That's when I saw her on the ground, there was foam coming from her mouth and she was convulsing I didn't know what to do. But as soona s it started it stopped and she was gone." Marella collapsed into hysterics.

"We should call nine-one-one, there could be a chance that Stina's still alive,"suggested Sophie.

"I'll go check, I have the most experience with medical stuff," said Dex before running into the store.

The emergency vehicles arrived soon after but they were too late, Stina had died. Everyone was gathered around the body in the gas station as they loaded her onto a gurney and into the ambulance. All of a sudden the news that had been playing in the background switched. In place of Alina, the regular anchor sat a man in a mask.

"Sorry to interrupt your regularly scheduled programming, but there has been a shocking development in the case of Miss Maruca Endal's murder. We did it. Who are we you ask? Well were the people of this town who preferred it in it's days of chaos and disorder. Before we elected a new mayor and everything became peaceful. We have a name. Periculos. We're everywhere, there are members of us wherever you look. You just don't know who." The screen went black and Wylie looked at the people around him. They were in real trouble now.

(A:/N) Allison: Actual conversation that Carin and I had:

Allison: *won't tell Carin that she was right in an argument over what is the most common last name*

Carin: *Starts removing my access to documents*

Now for the most underrated quote in Keeper of the lost cities

"What are dollars?"

"Human money"

"Ew,"

Bye for now

Allison