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๐‚๐‡๐€๐๐“๐„๐‘ ๐Ž๐๐„ | ๐๐‘๐Ž๐Š๐„๐ ๐ƒ๐‘๐„๐€๐Œ๐’

โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พŸโ˜†: *.โ˜ฝ .* :โ˜†๏พŸ. โ”€โ”€โ”€

๐‡๐€๐‘๐‹๐Ž๐– ๐–๐€๐’ ๐’๐‹๐„๐„๐๐ˆ๐๐†, ๐๐”๐“ ๐–๐€๐’ ๐“๐Ž๐’๐’๐ˆ๐๐† ๐€๐๐ƒ ๐“๐”๐‘๐๐ˆ๐๐†. She was having a weird dream, that didn't seem like a dreams.

๐‘ฏ๐’‚๐’“๐’๐’๐’˜ ๐’˜๐’‚๐’Œ๐’†๐’” ๐’–๐’‘ ๐’Š๐’ ๐’‚ ๐’…๐’‚๐’“๐’Œ ๐’‡๐’๐’“๐’†๐’”๐’• ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’•๐’–๐’“๐’๐’” ๐’•๐’ ๐’”๐’†๐’† ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’Ž ๐’๐’†๐’Ž๐’†๐’•๐’๐’. ๐‘บ๐’‰๐’† ๐’˜๐’‚๐’๐’Œ๐’” ๐’„๐’๐’๐’”๐’†๐’“ ๐’•๐’ ๐’Š๐’• ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’”๐’–๐’…๐’…๐’†๐’๐’๐’š ๐’‚ ๐’ƒ๐’–๐’๐’„๐’‰ ๐’๐’‡ ๐’‡๐’Š๐’“๐’†๐’‡๐’๐’Š๐’†๐’” ๐’”๐’•๐’‚๐’“๐’• ๐’‡๐’๐’š๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’๐’–๐’• ๐’๐’‡ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’๐’†๐’Ž๐’†๐’•๐’๐’. ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’†๐’š ๐’‡๐’๐’“๐’Ž๐’†๐’… ๐’‚ ๐’‡๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’–๐’“๐’†.

"๐’„๐’‰๐’‚๐’๐’” ๐’Š๐’” ๐’„๐’๐’Ž๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ." ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’‡๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’–๐’“๐’† ๐’”๐’‚๐’Š๐’….

"๐’˜๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐’…๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’Ž๐’†๐’‚๐’?" ๐‘ฏ๐’‚๐’“๐’๐’๐’˜ ๐’‚๐’”๐’Œ๐’†๐’….ย 
๐‘ป๐’‰๐’† ๐’‡๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’–๐’“๐’† ๐’”๐’•๐’‚๐’“๐’•๐’†๐’… ๐’๐’‚๐’–๐’ˆ๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’๐’Š๐’Œ๐’† ๐’„๐’“๐’‚๐’›๐’š. ๐‘บ๐’–๐’…๐’…๐’†๐’๐’๐’š ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’Š๐’Ž๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’† ๐’„๐’‰๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ๐’†๐’… ๐’•๐’ ๐’‚ ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’”๐’Œ๐’†๐’… ๐’‡๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’–๐’“๐’† ๐’Œ๐’Š๐’๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’†๐’—๐’†๐’“๐’š๐’๐’๐’† ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’‚ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’๐’† ๐’‡๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’–๐’“๐’† ๐’Œ๐’Š๐’๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐‘บ๐’„๐’๐’•๐’•. ๐‘ฏ๐’‚๐’“๐’๐’๐’˜ ๐’”๐’•๐’–๐’Ž๐’ƒ๐’๐’†๐’” ๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’„๐’Œ ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’”๐’„๐’“๐’†๐’‚๐’Ž๐’”.

โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พŸโ˜†: *.โ˜ฝ .* :โ˜†๏พŸ. โ”€โ”€โ”€

Harlow jumps up from her bed screaming. Without realizing it, a burst of black magic released from her body.

โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พŸโ˜†: *.โ˜ฝ .* :โ˜†๏พŸ. โ”€โ”€โ”€

The next day, Harlow was driving to school. Her hands gripped the steering wheel and her knuckles turned white. Every since Harlow used black magic when Scott, Stiles and Allison sacrificed themselves, she has been out of her mind. But before she knew it, she was no longer in her car, but standing somewhere is the forest. She panics as she looks around.

"๐‘ด๐’–๐’“๐’…๐’†๐’“๐’†๐’“." A voice said.

"๐‘ฌ๐’—๐’Š๐’." Another voice said. Harlow turns around only to see she was sitting in her car, in the school parking lot. She takes a breath of relief, before grabbing her bag and turning off her car and walking to the school. She meets up with Stiles and they see, Scott running from his shadow. Stiles grabs him.

"Hey, hey, you alright?" Stiles asked. Scott just breaths heavily.

"Scott, are you sure your okay, because you don't look like it." Harlow said.

"I'm okay." Scott said.

"No, you're not. It's happening to you too. You're seeing things, aren't you?" Stiles asked.

"How'd you know?" Scott asked. Lydia and Allison walk behind them.

"Because it's happening to all four of you." Lydia said. Harlow, Scott, Allison and Stiles just glance at each other.

โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พŸโ˜†: *.โ˜ฝ .* :โ˜†๏พŸ. โ”€โ”€โ”€

"Well, well, look who's no longer the crazy one." Lydia said. The five teenagers walk into the school.

"We're not crazy." Allison said.

"Hallucinating? Sleep paralysis? Yeah, you guys are fine." Lydia said.

"Thx Lydia, for marking us feel so much better." Harlow said.

"We did die and come back to life. That's gotta have some side effects, right?" Scott asked. The bell rings.

"We keep an eye on each other. Okay? And Lydia, stop enjoying this so much." Stiles said.

"What?" Lydia asked.

โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พŸโ˜†: *.โ˜ฝ .* :โ˜†๏พŸ. โ”€โ”€โ”€

"Good morning, everyone. My name is Mr. Yukimura. I'll be taking over for your previous History Teacher. My family and I moved here three weeks ago. I'm sure, by now, you all know my daughter, Kira. Or you might not since she's never actually mentioned anyone from school. Or brought a friend home for that matter." Mr.Yukimura said. Suddenly there was a loud thud from the back of the class making everyone turn to see a girl with her head on the desk. "Either way, there she is." The girl slowly lifted her head up, giving a shy smile when everyone was looking at her. Kira makes eye contact with Scott, and they look at each other, just admiring each other.. Harlow looks to see Scott in a trance while starring at Kira, and for some reason it made a tingling feeling in Harlow's chest, as Scott and Kira continue to look at each other. Suddenly the principal came and gave news to Mr. Yukimura." Also a returning student, everyone say hi to Sam Wyatt." Sam walks into the classroom making Harlow's eyes widen.

"Oh my god." Harlow said. She gets up from her seating running to give Sam a hug. He catches Harlow before she could fall, hugging her back, as they both have a smile on their faces."It's you, it's really you."

"Okay, in your seats." Mr.Yukimura said. Harlow and Sam go to their seats. "now, let's begin with American History at the turn of the 20th century."

โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พŸโ˜†: *.โ˜ฝ .* :โ˜†๏พŸ. โ”€โ”€โ”€

Harlow and Scott walked with Stiles to his locker.

"Maybe we need a little more time to get back to normal." Scott said as Stiles was trying to open his locker.

"Yeah, try not to forget we hit the rest button, on a supernatural beacon for supernatural creatures." Stiles said.
" there's a pretty good chance. Things are never going back to normal."

"Yeah." Scott said.

"Hey, we just need to stay positive." Harlow said.

"Your just happy, because your ex boyfriend is back." Stiles said.

"I thought you said you wanted to make friends." Mr. Yukimura said, making Scott and Harlow look down to see their teacher with his daughter.

"Not like that." Kira said.

"You said you wanted to be noticed." Mr. Yukimura said.

"I could set myself of fire and be noticed." Kira said.

"We'll then you'd be dead." Mr.Yukimura said.

"Exactly." Kira said. Kira turns to see Harlow and Scott staring at her. Kira turns her attention to Scott, blushing at the site of a cute guy looking at her. Suddenly Scott started to breath hard. His eyes glow Red.ย  Harlow gets flashbacks of Malia, Kylie and Mrs. Tate.

"Oh, dude, your eyes." Stiles said, looking at Scott. Harlow turned to look at Scott and saw his eyes glowing red.

"What about them?" Scott asked.

"Scott they're glowing."Harlow said.

"You mean like right now?" Scott asked.

"Yes, right now." Stiles said." Scott, stop it."

"I can't." Scott said." I can't control it." Scott takes his hand and covers his eyes.

"Alright, just keep your head down, look down, come on." Stiles said. He drags Scott into a classroom with Harlow behind them." Just keep your head down."
Scott takes of his Jacket. Harlow tries to go to Scott.

"Get back, stay away from me." Scott said.

"Scott, your okay." Harlow said.

" I don't know what's going to happen. get back." Scott said.

"Stiles get behind me." Harlow said. Her eyes start glowing blue. Suddenly Scott digs his claws into the palm of his hand, making blood drop from them. Scott falls to the floor. Harlow rushes to Scott.

"Pain makes you human." Scott said.

" Scott, this isn't just in our heads." Stiles said." This is real, it's starting to get bad for me too. I'm not just having nightmares. i'm having dreams where I have to literally scream myself awake. And sometimes I'm not even sure if I'm actually ever waking up."

"What do you mean?" Scott asked.

"do you know how you can tell if you're dreaming?" Stiles asked." You can't read in dreams, more and more the past few days, I've been having trouble reading, it's like I can't see the words, I can't put the letters in order."

"Like even now?" Scott asked. Stiles gets up and looks confused.

"I can't read a thing." Stiles said.

โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พŸโ˜†: *.โ˜ฝ .* :โ˜†๏พŸ. โ”€โ”€โ”€

Harlow was walking down a hallway in the school. She suddenly heard a growl behind her making her see a coyote. It's eyes were glowing blue. It's starts running to Harlow making Harlow run up stairs. She takes a turn and hits somebody making her fall. Harlow looks up to see Sam.

"Hey you okay?" Sam asked.

"Yeah." Harlow said. Sam helps her get up. Harlow looks behind her to no longer see the coyote. "Something that happened before you got back and there has been some side effects. I actually wanted to talk to you, why are you back?"

"Let's just say, I found out I'm a supernatural being." Sam said making Harlow's eyes widen." My mom told me that my father, was something called a hellhound before he died, and I had a brother who was in the military, who left because he thought our dad was crazy every time, our dad tried to tell him. So it passed down to me and I'm a hellhound."

"You have a brother too, I thought you just had a sister?" Harlow asked.

"Because he's never around." Sam said.

"Um, do you want to eat lunch with me and the gang?" Harlow asked.

"Yeah, sure." Sam said.

ย  โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พŸโ˜†: *.โ˜ฝ .* :โ˜†๏พŸ. โ”€โ”€โ”€

"Okay, so what happens to a person who has a near-death experience and comes out of it seeing things?" Scott asked. Scott, Harlow, Stiles, Isaac, Sam, Allison and Lydia all sat around a table during lunch.

"And is unable to tell what's real or not?" Stiles asked.

"And is being haunted by demonic visions of dead relatives?" Allison asked.

"And is also being hunted by strange voices." Harlow said.

"They're all locked up because they're insane." Isaac said.

"Ha. Can you at least try to be helpful, please?" Stiles asked.

"For half my childhood, I was locked in a freezer. So, being helpful is kind of a new thing for me." Issac said.

"Hey, dude, are you still milking that?"ย  Stiles asked.

"Yeah, maybe I am still milking that." Issac said

"Hi." Kira said walking up to them."Hi, sorry. I couldn't help overhearing what you guys were talking about. And I think I actually might know what you're talking about. There's a Tibetan word for it. It's called "Bardo." It literally means 'in-between state.' The state between life and death."

"And what do they call you?" Lydia asked, a little annoyed since they didn't ask for her opinion.

" Kira." Scott said. Everyone looks at him. Scott smiles at Kira and Kira smiles backs.
"She's in our History class." Harlow looks at Kira with jealousy, before she shakes her head, wondering why she feels this pain in her chest.

"Are you talking Bardo in Tibetan Buddhism or Indian?" Lydia asked.

"Either, I guess. But all the stuff you guys were just saying? All that happens in Bardo. There are different progressive states where you can have hallucinations. Some you see, some you just hear. And you can be visited by peaceful and wrathful deities." Kira said.

"Wrathful deities? And what are those?" Isaac asked.

"Like, Demons." Kira said.

"Demons. Why not?" Stiles said.

"Hold on, if there are different progressive states, then what's the last one?" Sam asked.

"Death. You die." Kira said. everyone takes a deep breath looking at each other.

ย  โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พŸโ˜†: *.โ˜ฝ .* :โ˜†๏พŸ. โ”€โ”€โ”€

"It sounds like your subconscious is trying to communicate with you." Deaton said. Harlow, Scott and Stiles were now at the clinic.

"Well, how do I tell my subconscious to use a language that I actually know?" Stiles asked,

"Do you remember what the sign language looked like? The placement and movement of the hands?" Deaton asked.

"You know sign language?" Scott asked.

"I know a little." Deaton said." let me give it a shot."

"Okay, the first one was like this. Then." Stiles said. He does the hand signs he saw.

"That's "when." Deaton said.

"Then there was this, twice." Stiles said.

"That's door." Deaton said.

"And this in between it." Stiles said doing another sign.

"That's it?" Deaton asked. "When is a door not a door?"

"When is a door not a door?" Stiles asked,

"When it's ajar." Scott said.

"You're kidding me. A riddle? My subconscious wants to tell me a riddle?" Stiles asked.

"Not necessarily. When the three of you went under the water, and when Harlow used black magic to go with you, when you crossed from unconsciousness to a kind of super-consciousness You essentially opened a door in your minds." Deaton said.

"So what does that mean? The door's still open?" Scott asked.

"Ajar." Deaton said.

"A door into our minds?" Stiles asked.

"I did tell you it was risky." Deaton said.

"What do we do about it?" Scott asked.

"Well, that's difficult to answer." Deaton said.

"Oh, no, wait a second, I know that look. That's the ' I know exactly what's wrong with you' but I have no idea how to fix it" look." Stiles said.

"One thing I do know is that having an opening like that into your mind, it's not good. You each need to close that door. And you need to do it as soon as possible." Deaton said.

ย  โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พŸโ˜†: *.โ˜ฝ .* :โ˜†๏พŸ. โ”€โ”€โ”€

Stiles, Scott and Harlow walk out of the animal clinic to see Stilinksi, pull up.

"Dad, what are you doing here?" Stiles asked.

"I'm here because I could use some help. Actually your guys help." Stilinksi said referring to Scott and Harlow.

"Why us?" Scott asked.

"Because eight years ago, almost an entire family died in a car accident. One of the bodies, a young girl named Malia, was never found." Stilinksi said. "There's enough evidence to have me thinking that, That a werewolf could have caused the accident, and then dragged her body away. If you could somehow get a lock on her scent, if you could somehow help me find her body, it might provide the missing clue."

"But what if it was a werewolf?" Stiles asked.

"Well, there's somebody out there who murdered an entire family. Someone who still needs to be caught." Stilinksi said. Harlow just stares a him, Malia was her best friend, but couldn't remember anything the day they all died.

ย  โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พŸโ˜†: *.โ˜ฝ .* :โ˜†๏พŸ. โ”€โ”€โ”€

Scott, Stiles and Harlow walked to the back of Me.Tate's house. The door lead to Malia's room.

"I haven't been here, in eight years." Harlow said,before she used her magic to unlock the door. They quickly walked into the room and Stiles instantly started tossing stuffed animals to Scott and Harlow. Harlow got the scent of Malia's dog, Apollo.

"All I'm getting is some animal smell." Scott said.

"What kind if animal?" Stiles asked.

"Dog." Scott said.

"Hi puppy. Get rid of it." Stiles said.

"Me?" Scott asked. Harlow laughed watching the two.

"Yes, you! Glow your eyes at it! Something! Be the Alpha!" Stiles said.

"I can't... I don't have control..." Scott said.

"Okay, buddy, you're going to have to try something." Stiles said. Scott held his hand out.

"Nice doggy." Scott said. making Harlow look at him in disbelief. All of the sudden the dog started barking making them all jump.

"Apollo! Shut up! Shut the hell up!" Tate yelled.

"Here, try that." Stiles said, handing Scott something else." Anything?"

"All I'm getting is the dog." Scott said. Stiles looks over to se a picture of Malia and Kylie when they were younger. He takes a picture of the two.

"๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ซ๐๐ž๐ซ." Harlow heard Mr.Tate." ๐ข'๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐ž๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ฒ๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ , ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐š๐ง ๐š๐œ๐œ๐ข๐๐ž๐ง๐ญ, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ'๐ซ๐ž ๐ญ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ข๐ญ ๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐›๐ž ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ซ๐๐ž๐ซ? ๐–๐ก๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ก๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ซ๐๐ž๐ซ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ข๐Ÿ๐ž ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ข๐ซ ๐›๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐? ๐Œ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ๐ฅ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐š๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฒ."
A tear left Harlow's eyes as Her, Scott and Stiles leave.

ย  โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พŸโ˜†: *.โ˜ฝ .* :โ˜†๏พŸ. โ”€โ”€โ”€

Harlow, Scott and Stiles hopped out of the jeep.

"I'm sorry. Me and Harlow tried as hard as we could. If it wasn't so long ago, we might have been able to do it." Scott said.

"It's okay. It was a long shot. In fact, it was a pretty terrible idea. I think I just ripped a wound open in that poor man. I never should have brought you guys here. I don't know what I was thinking. Thanks for trying, all right?" Stilinski said. Stilinski patted Scott's arm before turning around and climbing into his car.ย  "See you at home."

"Aren't there a lot of cases that go unsolved?" Scott asked.

"Yeah, I just think this is one he felt like he could've figured out right now." Stiles said.

"Why is it so important now?" Harlow asked.

"He wants to be able to solve one more... while he's still Sheriff." Stiles said.

"What do you mean, 'still Sheriff?'" Scott asked.

ย  โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พŸโ˜†: *.โ˜ฝ .* :โ˜†๏พŸ. โ”€โ”€โ”€

"I'm trying to help-" Agent McCall said.

"That doesn't make any sense, Dad. Who are you helping? Just get out!" Scott yelled. Melissa walked into the house to see Scott and Harlow standing in front of Scott's dad.

"Scott-" Agent McCall said.

"What? I can't believe that you'd do this to my best friend!" Scott said.

"I'm not doing anything to your friend- I'm doing my job." Agent McCall said.

"Your job sucks." Harlow and Scott said.

"Some days I can't argue with that." Agent McCall said.

"Can somebody tell me what the hell is going on?" Melissa asked.

"He's trying to get Stiles' dad fired." Scott said.

"No. That's not true-" Agent McCall said.

"What are you doing?" Melissa asked.

"Conducting a case for impeachment."
Agent McCall said.

"That sounds a lot like getting him fired." Melissa said.

"The lack of resolution and ability to close cases is what's going to get him fired. My job is just to collect the information, and it's the job my superiors have given me." Agent McCall said.

"Your job sucks." Melissa said. Harlow and Melissa both look down at Scott's hand to see his claws start to grow out.

"Scott, Sweetheart, calm down." Melissa said." Come with me right now." Melissa and Harlow take Scott to the hallway by the stairs. "Let it go. Just breathe, and let it go."

"I'm trying." Scott said.

"You told me you, Harlow and Stiles learned a way to control this. You find an anchor, right? Find your anchor." Melissa said.

"My anchor was Allison. I don't have Allison anymore." Scott said.

"Then be your own anchor. You can do this." Melissa said, Scott slowly started to gain back control before breathing heavily.
"Sweetheart, let me tell you something that no teenager ever believes, but I swear to you is the absolute truth. You fall in love more than once. It'll happen again. And it'll be just as amazing and as extraordinary as the first time. And maybe, just as painful. But, it will happen again, I promise. And, until then... Be your own anchor." Harlow and Scott both look at each other

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Harlow and Scott walk inside Stiles room to see him laying down in his bed.

"Hey what's going on?" Stiles asked.

"You, me and Harlow." Scott said." We're going to go out and find a body.........a dead body."

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"You know, if my dad's right, that means there's another werewolf in town that we haven't met yet." Stiles said. He, Scott and Harlow were walking around in the woods.

"I know." Scott said.

"If it turns out to be something like triplets that form into, like, a three-headed hound of hell, I'm seriously not up for that." Stiles said.

"Yeah. Me either. Especially if I can't even control my own transformation anymore." Scott said.

"Guys I told you, during the accident, I got a scent of coyote not a werewolf." Harlow said. Suddenly a coyote howled making Stiles jump and grab onto Scott making him drop his phone down and into a puddle.

"Sorry, buddy. I hate coyotes so much. They always sound like they're mauling some tiny, helpless little animal." Stiles said.

"I'm part coyote." Harlow said.

"Your less violent." Stiles said. Scott bent down to pick up his phone. Stiles following after him

"Still works." Scott said. He turns around holding his hand out, helping Harlow down the rocks. Harlow slips but Scott catches her. Their faces so close together they could feel each other breath. Harlow backs away from Scott.

"Let me see the flashlight. I think we found it." Stiles asked.

"Uh Why wouldn't they move it? Isn't it evidence?" Scott asked. Harlow heart gets stuck in her throat, to see the Tate car.

"Probably too much of a pain in the ass to tow out. Look at this." Stiles said. Across the door was four large claw marks. Harlow panics, asking herself if she did those.

"Animal claws would be closer together, right? A lot closer." Stiles said.

"Then it was a werewolf." Scott said.

"So, my dad was right." Stiles said.

"What is that?" Scott asked. Stiles shined the flashlight into the car, grabbing whatever she was pointing at. Standing up they looked down at Stiles hand to see an old, dirty baby doll.

"That's Kylie's doll, Malia's younger sister." Harlow said.

"I'm hungry." The baby doll suddenly said. Scott jumps, and Stiles screams and dramatically fall. Harlow made no movement because she was used to the doll.

"I think I just had a minor heart attack." Stiles said. Harlow and Scott could hear growling. They look to see a a pair of eyes looking at them.

"Hey Harlow, Stiles, Please tell me you see that." Scott said. Bright blue eyes stared at them.

"I see it." Stiles said. Suddenly they hear is running away. Harlow's eyes glow blue and her teeth grow and she roars before following the blue eyed creature. Scott's eyes widen and he runs after Harlow.

"Wait, hey, Harlow! Scott, wait!" Stiles said.

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Harlow runs after the creature and sees it's a coyote. She growls, running faster after it. Scott was running as fast as he could, trying to catch up with Harlow. Harlow jumps of a cliff and lands on her feet. She looks up to be face to face with the coyote. Harlow's eyes glow brighter and she growls. The coyote growls back.

"Harlow?" Scott asked. Harlow's eyes glow even brighter at the coyote. The coyote settled down before it's eyes glow blue just like Harlow's.

"Malia?" Harlow asked as her eyes widen. The coyote runs away at the name.

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