"9-1-1, what is your emergency? 9-1-1, please state your emergency. You've reached 9-1-1, this line is for emergencies only. If you do not have an emergency, please hang up." Dispatch said but Stiles said nothing like couldn't bring himself to do so
"Want me to send a car out? What's the address?" A man asked
"It's the school. Beacon Hills High." Dispatch said
"Let's see if we got a car in the area." The man said and I heard a dial tone, and Stiles put the phone back in place, and we started to walk out, until I heard Stiles' phone ring and I walk over to a dead Donovan and I pull Stiles' phone out of his pocket and I see Malia calling and I declined her call and I see that Stiles propped a book in front of the door, and we ran out back to the jeep.
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We had finally got the jeep to work and we get in, and I heard sirens and we back out, but we do not drive out of the parking lot, and I hear Stiles breathing heavily like he was having a panic attack, and I felt anxiety run through my veins, and I put my hand on Stiles' hand, and I see the other hand was covered in blood, and I look over to see the officer walk in the school, and walked back out a few minutes later, and I turn on the police scanner "I'm 10-97 and there's no one here. It's a 653." The officer said Prank call? Seriously?
"Roger that. It's a prank call. Return to your patrol." Dispatch said and the officer left, and me and Stiles got out of the jeep and walk back inside the library and I see Donovan gone 'What the fuck?' I thought and I walk over to one of the metal braces and I put my finger on it and I pull back to see blood on my finger 'Okay, I'm kinda freaked out right now.' I thought
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It was 5:30 a.m. and me and Stiles still haven't slept, well how can you when you saw someone impaled, and the body just disappeared? I see Stiles walk over to the board and he wrote 'Donovan Not Dead: Walked off' but then he wrote 'Donovan Dead: Someone took the body' I see Stiles is near tears, and his bottom lip is quivering, he grabbed the eraser and started to erase the info he wrote on Donovan, and I feel him breaking, and he just threw the eraser and I jump back, but I composed myself, and I walked over to him and I put my head on his back, and I wrapped my arms around his stomach, as a way to comfort him, and I heard my phone ring and I let go of Stiles and I look at the caller I.D. and it was Scott and I put my phone on speaker "Scott?" I ask
'Mattera, someone's taking the bodies.' He told me and I go silent and I look over at Stiles 'Mattera? You there?' Scott asked me
"Yeah. I'm also with Stiles. Um... Where? What are you talking about?" I ask him
'I'm at the Animal Clinic with Kira. Tracy's body is gone. The lock on the door was broken from the outside. And my mom just told me Lucas's body went missing from the morgue. They've been searching the whole hospital for it. Someone's stealing the bodies.' Scott told me and I sigh
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I walk to my locker and I see Jace walk up to me with some book "The Dread Doctors by T.R. McCammon." I say and I look at the book deeply
"What?" Jace asked me
"I don't know. There's something about it. Has anyone actually read it yet?" I ask
"Just me and Malia. And we didn't understand any of it." Jace told me
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You Got To Watch Your Pack (Teen Wolf: Stiles Stilinski)
Fanfiction"Guess what all of us can't be true alphas, some of us have to make mistakes, some of us have to get our hands a little bloody sometimes, some of us are human!" It's the start of senior year, and it's officially Mattera's worse nightmare, because wi...
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