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One night, walking through the woods, Scott McCall got bit by something that changed his life. Forcing him to dive in head first into the world of supernatural. His best friends Stiles Stilinski and Nova Deaton by his side every step o...
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Chapter Forty-Nine 💰 The Dark Moon 💰
"This doesn't seem so bad." Stiles says as him, Lydia and Nova look around. They're were in Mexico to negotiate with the Calaveras. "It's not the town, it's the plan." Lydia says making Stiles look at her offened, "What's wrong with the plan?"
"Stiles, this could be the stupidest plan we've ever come up with. You're aware of that, right?" Lydia says exasperatedly and he nodded, "I'm aware it's not our best..." He said making Nova chuckle.
"We are going to die."
"Are you saying that as a Banshee, or you're just being pessimistic?" Stiles says as they start walking. "I'm saying it as a person who doesn't wanna die." Lydia says and Nova laughs, "Okay... Would you mind restricting any talk of death to actual Banshee predictions?"
"This plan is stupid and we're going to die." Lydia says sarcastically and Nova chuckled and shook her head, "Please, if anyone here is gonna die, it'll most likely be me." Nova said making them look at her confused. "Wait, why?" Stiles asked and she sucked in a sharp breath with pursed lips, "Because last time I was here I might have hospitalized a few of their hunters." She said making scratching the back of her neck while they looked at her wide eyes.
"Okay yeah, maybe we will die."
Walking up to the building of the club, two men stood in front of them, "Estamos aquí para la fiesta?" Lydia asked and the men looked at each other then shook their head making her sigh. Stiles pulled a card out of his pocket before showing it to one of the men, he looked over to a camrea making Stiles hold the card up to it and then a few second after the door buzzed open.
Taking a deep breath, they walked in, the door shutting behind them as they walked down a hall. The music they could already hear was making the walls shake violently. As they walked Nova made sure to keep her head down so she doesn't get recognised right away while they walked up to a bar.
Standing at the bar, three shot glasses got set in front of them making them raise their eyebrows in confusion. Stiles went to grab his wallet but a hand grabbed onto his and Nova's shoulders, "No. On the house. Most American teenagers don't cross the border to refuse a drink." Someone said and Nova sighed.
"We didn't come here to drink, Severo." Nova said before dropping one of the bullets she found on the loft floor into a shot glass.
"Severo hates this music. Me? I've always loved the music of youth. This especially, it has a savage energy." Araya said, looking down at whatever she was doing making Nova roll her eyes. "We're here Derek Hale." Nova said making Araya look at her and smile, "Is that so?"
"We know you have him. We've heard you can be bought." Lydia said and Stiles put stacks of cash on the desk, "That's fifty thousand for Derek." He said making Araya chuckle.
