A/N: Y/F/N means your favourite number ♡
(3rd Person)
"It's the Walcotts that were the first, at least the ones we know about", Stiles informed as he taped images to his new glass suspects board, "Shawn, his brother and his parents, they were all killed by a professional assassain called the mute".
Taking more red tape, he made lines coming off of the drawing of the murder, "weapon of choice, a tomahawk. But then the mute was killed by Peter Hale after he tried to blow up Derek with a bomb". Grabbing a peice of paper, he pinned it up, "next was Demarco, he was the one who brought the beer keg to Lydia's party. He was found decapitated outside of his car". Squinting at the images, he pressed the last one down, "and then last night, 23 year-old, Kerry Hudson".
Stepping back he admired his work, "there's a DeadPool, Lydia broke the fist 3rd of it, the keyword being Allison. There's numbers next to every name, we think when we get the rest of the list, it'll add up to 170. Thats 170 million dollars, stolen from the Hale vault. Now, there's only one real question that needs to be answered. Who's the Benefactor?*queue title sequence*
(Your P.O.V)"Economic disparity", Coach spoke, waving a lacrosse stick around, "it exists in all forms. Let's take sports for example, some teams have better training facilities, some have better equipment, unlike Beacon Hills that can barely afford the ductape to keep our equipment togther". The teacher walked down the rows of students, stopping inbetween Stiles and I. "Stilinski!", he shouted, hitting his desk, snapping Stiles back to reality. Picking up the pictures he was looking at, Coach pulled a face, "if i could grade you on how much you profoundly disturb me, you'd be an A+ student". Stiles smiled sarcastically, "thanks, Coach". Rolling his eyes, the adult began to walk away but Stiles grabbed the Lacrosse stick, pulling it to him.
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