ICARUS¹ [ on hold ]

chapter seventeen

RIPPING THROUGH the streets of Beacon Hills with a fierce determination was a sleel black camaro, effortlessly flying through alleyways and empty roads. Tires screeched and gravel flew, spinning backwards from the black wheel. The bits of rock flung themselves against the front of end a clean silver Jeep.

The said Jeep currently had someone pointing a shotgun out the drivers sude window, firing rounds at the fast moving car in front of them ─ but it did nothing ti slow the others down. In the law breaking black camaro were three passengers; one brunette female clearly older than the other two, and two anxious looking boys; one sporting a buzzcut and the other with unruly black locks.

A dangerous grin alit the woman's pleasant face, making the boy's eyes widen as they shared a worried look. That grin never caused any good.

Looking to the boy in the passenger seat, the green eyed adult smirked, "Faster?"

Nodding feverently, the boy with honeyed eyes spoke, "Much faster."

A small "oh god" could be heard from the third passenger, hands digging into the leather seats as the woman pressed on the gas, accelerating the car. A loud, exhilarated laugh fell from the woman's lips, green eyes shining with joy as houses flew by.

Despite being in a car crash only days earlier the woman didn't mind flying through the empty streets of Beacon Hills at a startling speed ─ she was enthralled by it instead.

"Slow down! We're gonna die!" The black haired boy exclaimed, dark eyes wide with unmaskable fear

"Scott, I don't think you're grasping the concept of a car chase, here..." The boy from the passenger seat commented, hands gripping his seat belt

The other teenager, who we now know as Scott, speaks with a splutter, If she goes faster, it'll kill us!"

"Well, if Icarus doesn't fo any faster, they're gonna kill us!" He retorts

Eyes shooting to the review mirror, she squints, dropping the green irises to the road once more as they sped closer to their destination

"They're gone." The veteran announced, hands skillfully turning the wheel

"All units, suspect is on foot heading into the Iron Works." A male voice called over the police scanner and another smirk crossed Icarus' pinks lips

"Hold on tight." She remarked, pressing the bas pedal to the floor and the car went screaming, both boys flying back against their seats with noises of shock emitting from their throats as she skidded the car to a stop, "Open the door!"

Stiles spazzes slightly, hands flinging to undo his belt as he pushes open the car door, two words falling from his lips as he scrambles into the backseat,

"Get in."

A handsome man with light stubble dives into the car, slamming the door shut behind him as the driver clicks her tongue on the rough of her mouth, looking over her shoulder and peeling out of the Iron Works