𝐖𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐧𝐨 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠
Riley Winters thought nothing good would come from looking for a dead body with her friends that night. But now she realised just how much that on...
Nothing can express how happy I was when they were finally getting the Pack back together
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"Stiles, this foolproof plan doesn't feel all that foolproof," I said from the backseat of the Jeep. I held on to the back of Scott and Stiles' seats as Stiles drove in pursuit of the police cars that were following the Beast.
It had attacked and the police were right on it, chasing it down. They had no idea what they were following though, and that's why we were right behind them.
"Unit Five heading northwest on Crescent reporting an incredibly large. . . something," we heard Hayden's sister's voice come through on Stiles' radio that he had installed in the Jeep.
This time, a man's voice came through on the radio, "Unit Nine, to Dispatch, I think I've got eyes on the same thing. Some kind of rabid animal."
"Unit Five to Nine, trust me, that's no animal."
Hayden's sister, Deputy Clark, had been the officer present during the attack at the communication towers. If she hadn't thought there was something weird stalking around in the night before, she certainly did now.
"Unit Six to Dispatch," a different voice that sounded a lot like Strauss came from the radio. "We have a situation downtown. Multiple fatalities."
"Copy, medics on the way," the man on Dispatch responded. "Do you have a perp in sight, Unit Six?"
"Negative. Looks like a 10-91E. Animal attack."
"10-4, can you say what kind of animal?"
The man didn't answer, maybe trying to convince himself that what he hadn't seen was real. If I didn't know better, I probably would have done the same.
Before Scott or I could stop him, Stiles had picked up the receiver on his radio and began to speak into it. "All units stay back. Do not engage. I repeat, do not engage."
"Stiles, get off the radio," we heard the Sheriff say angrily. "All unit alert. Wait for back-up. Repeat, no one goes near this thing."
"Unit Five reporting a sighting on Hill Road southbound," Deputy Clark announced.
"Unit Nine, I've got it turning off Oakridge, southbound on Beachwood," another office countered.
"All Units, this is Dispatch. We've got a 911 call with additional sighting on Mitchell."
I calculated the path in my head, trying to figure out where the Beast was headed. My stomach dropped when I put it together. "Guys, if it's going down from Beachwood to Mitchell. . ."
"It's headed back for the hospital," Scott completed, coming to the same conclusion as I had.
Stiles picked up the receiver once more, panicked. "Dad-"
