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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 ONE-HUNDRED-TWO - 🏹 Puzzle Pieces 🏹
Wren, Scott, Lydia and Argent stood around the island table of the McCall household. On the table sat the sword that killed Allison in a black case. "Anybody mind if we close this thing?" Lydia asked and Argent nodded, "Yeah." He said, closing and locking the case before setting down on the ground.
"Does your, uh, mom know that you're here?" Argent asked, looking at Scott, making Scott look at him, "Does she know that you're here?" He asked. "No. And I kind of want to keep it that way." Argent said and Scott nodded, "Yeah, me too." He said.
"All right. Wren, we've got the earth where she died, the weapon that took her life. According to you, that's steps one and two. What is next?" Argent asked and Wren sighed and glanced at Lydia as she pulled out her folder. "Step three isn't the clearest in what I wrote since I still wrote it without the supernatural but there are these..." She said, opening the folder.
"Lydia drew these. Whatever it is, I'm pretty sure it's a puzzle of what to do next." Wren explained, setting multiple pages of scrambled drawings down and Lydia nodded. "I mean, to be honest, I'm a little out of practice with all of this." She said and Scott raised his eyebrows. "You still scream like a Banshee, right?" He asked and Lydia hummed, "Not quite like I used to. It's just like a muscle. You stop using it, and it atrophies." She said.
"Why did you stop using your power?" Argent asked and Lydia was about to answer but someone else did. "She hasn't had a reason to since she left this place." Jackson said as he walked into the kitchen, opening the fridge as Wren looked at him weird.
"I knew he was going to be here but why is he here?" She asked, looking at Lydia while Scott looked at Jackson, "What are you doing?" He asked as Jackson pulled out a slice of pizza. "Well, firstly, Jackson prefers not to be talked about like he's not in the room. Second, well, Lydia called begging me to help, as usual. And I said, okay, so long as she promised never to tell Ethan, because I promised Ethan that I would never come back to this nightmare hellscape of a town." Jackson said.
"Thank you." Lydia whispered sarcastically before Jackson looked at the papers, "Oh, I love these games." He said, going to grab one of the pages before Argent grabbed his arm. "This isn't a game." He said and Jackson cocked an eyebrow, "I have claws that drip paralytic venom, and a tail that'll snap your neck. So take your hand off of me, old man." Jackson said before pulling his hand away.
Wren shot her sister a look, making Lydia sigh as Jackson grabbed all the papers and his plate of leftover pizza. He crouched down and started laying out the papers as everyone walked over to see what he was doing. He spent a couple minutes rearranging and laying out all the papers in a way it all connected before standing up.
There, laid out on the was the word "bardo" forming the shape of a tree stump with "bardo" written largely in the middle. "It's a tree." Jackson said and Scott shook his head, "It's not just a tree." He said. "It's the Sacred Grove." Lydia said and Wren took a deep breath, "The ancient Druids call it a Nemeton." She said.
"Well, it looks like a tree." Jackson said, making Wren close her eyes for a moment, "Eat your pizza and stop talking." She said and he just shrugged slightly as he took a bite of his pizza.
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Scott pulled up to the woods where Malia stood with Lydia and Wren in the car. The girls started to get out before pausing when they noticed Scott hesitating as he looked at Malia, who also looked awkward. "Oh- Get out." Wren said, lightly hitting Scott's shoulder before she and Lydia got out, making Scott follow behind them.
Lydia quickly ran over to Malia, throwing her arms around her. "Oh! I missed you." Lydia said as Malia awkwardly hugged her back, "I missed you too." Malia said. "No, you didn't." Lydia said, "Okay, I wanted to." Malia said as they pulled apart. "Well, that I can believe." Lydia said as Wren walked up to her sister.
"You, I missed." Malia said, making Wren smile before pulling her into a hug, "I missed you too, sis." She said. "How much longer?" Malia asked, lightly poking the side of Wren's stomach and Wren chuckled, "Six more months." Wren said as they pulled away. "It's taking too long." Malia said, making Wren laugh softly and nod before Malia looked at Scott.
"Hi." Scott said and Malia nodded, "Hi." She said as he awkwardly hugged her for a quick moment. "It's good to see you." Scott said, "It's kind of awkward to see you." Malia said, making both Lydia and Wren roll their eyes as they glanced at each other.
"I know." Scott said and Malia nodded, "Okay. Let's go find a tree in the woods." Malia said, walking away, making Wren, Lydia and Scott follow her. "Come on. You said we need to find this thing by nightfall." Malia said as they walked through the woods.
