𝕊𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕠𝕟 𝟚 Episode 11 Part 3

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THE FIELD LIES DARK, QUIET, AND EMPTY

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THE FIELD LIES DARK, QUIET, AND EMPTY. Until one-by-one the stadium lights burst on, the game clock resets to zero and an excited crowd begins filling the bleachers.

Amid the players hurrying to get ready for the game, Jackson quietly pulls his pads on. His movements are slow and strangely purposeful.

Danny frowns, "You okay, dude?"

"I'm perfect."

"Well, we all knew that. But are you okay? You didn't text me back all week. I'm getting kind of worried about you...Jackson."

He blinks at the sound of his name, looking at the lacrosse stick in his hands as if not quite sure how it got there. Then a kind of brief understanding seems to come to him.

Jackson sighs quietly, "Stay in the goal tonight, Danny. Don't come out. And if you see me coming toward you... Run the other way. As fast as you can."

His last words echo across the room to another locker where Scott uses his elevated hearing to listen in on the unsettling exchange. While pulling his pads on, he doesn't notice his mother, Melissa, peering in at the door. She glances about, trying to find him among the other players. But then Coach bangs his clipboard against a locker.

"Good morning."

The team quiets. Melissa glances up, confused since it's clearly nighttime.

"Yeah I have no idea what's going on either but Coach is into the dramatics so..." Melissa looks to her left to see Luna standing beside Stiles smiling lightly at her.

Melissa hadn't been able to look at her own son but Luna gave off calming vibes that made Melissa relax and stop freaking out.

"In less than an hour, aircraft from here will join others from around the world and you will be launching the largest aerial battle in the history of mankind."

Melissa blinks, now very confused.

"Mankind. That word should have new meaning for all of us today. We can't be consumed by our petty differences anymore. We will be united in our common interests."

Melissa glances around to see if anyone else is confused.

Luna slaps her forehead making Stiles chuckle, "Oh geez what's wrong with him?"

"Perhaps it's fate that today is the Fourth of July-"

Melissa frowns mumbling to herself, "What?"

"And you will once again be fighting for our freedom. Not from tyranny, oppression, or persecution, but from annihilation."

The team cheers as Melissa leans over closer to Stiles who is looking ahead expectedly, "What the hell is he talking about?"

Stiles shrugs, "He does this every year."

"We're fighting for our right to live. To exist."

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