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Growing up in Beacon Hills, Wren Martin's life was as normal as any teenagers. With her sister Lydia, and her two best friends, Scott and Stiles by her side, everything was fine. That was until Stiles came up with the genius idea to...
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Chapter Eighty-Eight ⚡Blitzkrieg⚡
"You're going to bite Stiles?" Wren asked, looking at Scott incredulously as they stood around the station, "To get him through the rift. It's the only way." Scott said and Wren sighed and ran a hand through her hair.
"Just to clarify, are you planning on biting everyone in the train station?" Peter asked and Scott sighed slightly, "With Stiles back, he'll be able to help us figure out a plan." Scott said and Malia nodded. "He's good at that." She said and Peter squinted slightly, "So, the plan is to get Stiles to come up with a plan?" He asked making Wren roll her eyes.
"You can stop up now." Wren said and Peter sighed, "Look around, Little Bird. We're the only ones left in Beacon Hills. If they take us, you and Lydia will be the only one left to haunt the place." Peter said making Wren and Lydia look at each other. "That's why I'm the only person that's going in. Liam and Hayden will stay here with Mason. As long as somebody is left in Beacon Hills, the Wild Hunt can't move on."
"I like your plan, Scott, I really do, especially the part about turning Stiles. But it can't work." Peter said, "How do you know?" Malia asked and Peter looked at them like it was obvious. "Logic? Life experience? Liam, what are the odds that he'll get taken? What if Stiles isn't there? What if there's no Beacon Hills for you to come back to?" He said making Wren sigh.
"You got a better idea?" She asked making him look at her, "Yeah. It's called "run like hell." So, leave in five?" He said making her shake her head slightly. "And here I was thinking you've might have gotten a little more selfless." She muttered, "You promised you'd help us. We still need to find the rift." Malia said. "I didn't promise I'd help you commit suicide."
"If you can't help, we can find it ourselves.
"Scott, I admit that you have a flair for beating the odds, but this, you don't walk away from- you run." Peter said and his daughters both watched him walk out the station.
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"When you were here before, how long until the Ghost Riders showed up?" Scott asked as they walked through the woods, "A couple minutes." Malia said making Wren sigh. "That's reassuring." She muttered, "What's a rift supposed to look like?" Malia asked and Lydia shrugged slightly.
"If it's a tear in the fabric of our world, theoretically, it could look like anything from a microscopic black hole to a free-floating Einstein-Rosen bridge." Lydia explained as the stopped to glance around. "I really hope it's not up there." Wre said as she looked up at the treeline above them
"Let's split up." Scott said and they all started looking around. Wren glanced around until she saw a sewer tunnel making her walk over it, "Hey, look at this." She called out making them walk over to her, "The rift's not above us..."
