**COMPLETED***
Coming back to Beacon Hills with her brother, Blake Hale obviously knew they came back for a reason. But she wasn't exactly prepared to come for one reason, and stay for another. She wasn't prepared to go back to school, or to make fr...
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Chapter Eighty-Eight ⚡Blitzkrieg⚡
"You're going to bite Stiles?" Blake 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 Blake 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 Blake roll her eyes at him.
"You can shut up now." Blake said and Peter sighed, "Blake, look around. 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 Blake 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 Blake sigh and roll her eyes.
"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 scoff slightly. "How very Hale of you." She muttered sarcastically, "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."
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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 Blake 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." Blake said as she looked up at the treeline above them
"Let's split up." Scott said and Blake groaned, "Nothing good ever happens when you split up." She muttered as she started looking around.
"You'll be okay, I'll make sure of that. I promise." She heard Stiles's voice come from the right of her making her look over in that direction. That's when she saw a sewer tunnel making her walk over it, "Hey, look at this." Blake called out making them walk over to her, "The rift's not above us..."
