#shadowedstilinski

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It felt like it had been so long since their lives had been defending the people of Beacon Hills and facing whatever supernatural threat came their way. Now their lives were whatever the nogistune demanded of them. The crimes varied in nature but no matter what they were bad. The fox only seemed happy when someone was suffering and the least that Erica could do was make sure that it wasn’t Stiles as much as she can. She knew it was hard for him, leaving his friends and family and being forced into a life of crime, but Erica knew it was the only way to keep him alive and she would do anything for Stiles.

Erica shifted in her seat as she made herself comfortable for a long night. They were staking out a convenience store in preperation for robbing it the next day. She looked over at Stiles, glad she had a moment with just him and not the fox in control. “So this is the first convenience store...guess we’re moving up in the world...”

She could feel the anger and stress that was steaming off from Stiles, causing her teeth to dig into her bottom lip. It felt like they were out of the game, just hoping for the rest of them to be okay. ❝ We can hope, ❞ she responded. It wasn’t very reassuring, she knew that... but what else was there to say?

Relenting, there was a light sigh as she picked out the kunai her mom had recently gotten her. ❝ Let me try, ❞  she offered. It should be thin enough to fit the hole, but something told her the iron of it would take damage. ❝ Don’t tell my mom I used it for this or she’ll freak. ❞  Then again, wasn’t it better than having to stab another person with it?

Hearing a click from the door, her eyes grew wide as Kira realized that it had worked. They were free. Putting it back into her holster, she picked up her katana in case they were going to meet opponents they weren’t prepared for. ❝ Come on, let’s leave before they get back. ❞

   – You know what you do when you’re cold, hungry, bored and... kind of feeling a little lonely? Yes, exactly.

   Theo had been in his wolf form mostly all day. Creeped around in the woods, carefully sneaked through the town and thought he’d give an old ‘friend’ a visit. He knew his way in, avoided being seen by anyone and snuck inside Stiles bedroom. It looked the same as usual. Lot of papers and the crime board was still the first thing that caught your eye as you stepped inside.

sᴏ ᴍᴀɴʏ ℘εø℘ℓᴇ, sᴏ L I T T L E ṧᴘα¢ᴇ... 

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