Amara's outfit:
Chapter Eighty-Eight
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"You're going to bite Stiles?" Amara asked, looking at Scott incredulously as they stood around the station, "To get him through the rift. It's the only way." Scott said.
"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 Amara gave him a look.
"Can you shut up?" Amara asked and Peter sighed, "Firecracker, look around. We're the only ones left in Beacon Hills. If they take us, your girlfriend will be the only one left to haunt the place." Peter said making them sigh. "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." Scott said.
"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 Amara raised her eyebrows.
"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. "You promised you'd help us. We still need to find the rift." Malia said and Peter shook his head, "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." Peter said before walking out making Malia and Amara look a each other.
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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 Lydia 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." Amara said as they looked up at the treeline above them
"Let's split up." Scott said and the girls nodded. They started looking around until Scott noticed a sewer entrance and walked over to it. "Hey, look at this." He called out making them walk over to him, "The rift's not above us..." Amara tailed off.
"It's below."
"I can't see a thing." Lydia said as they shined their phone flashlights around the underground tunnels. "It's got to be down here somewhere." Scott said as they started walking. A few minutes later they reach a junction in the tunnels, and Malia turns right at the fork to see if anything is there. She makes it a few steps before she immediately smacks into the rift so hard that she bounces off and is thrown backwards making everyone spin around. "Found it!" Malia said as Amara helped her up.
Amara slowly walked up to the rift, staring at it. It was a clear green and swirling a foot or two above the ground. "I didn't think it would be that similar." She said making Malia raise her eyebrows, "To what?" Malia asked. "To the Einstein-Rosen bridge." Lydia answered as they all stared at it.
Malia ripped off a piece of the metal pipes and tried to stick it through the rift but all it did was melt it. "There's gotta be another way. We just need to think." Lydia said and Malia raised her eyebrows, "Think?" She asked and Scott nodded. "Yeah... Think about how to get through a supernatural rift that melts steel." Scott said and Lydia shrugged slightly, "I didn't say it would be easy..."
"It doesn't have to be so hard." Someone said behind them making them spin around to see Mr. Douglas standing there. "He followed our scent." Scott said as Amara grabbed Lydia's hand and pulled her back, "I followed your desperation. We're all in a tough spot. Desperate to get inside and save everyone, and hoping to find a way to stop this army of the dead. We all want the same thing." Douglas said.
"He has a point." Lydia said and Amara shrugged slightly, "If he doesn't kill anyone." She said. "Else. If he doesn't kill anyone else." Scott corrected and Douglas shrugged slightly, "All that matters right now is getting through the rift." He said. "Then you're out of luck." Malia said and Lydia nodded, "The rift burns everything that tries to pass through it."
"Perhaps not everything." Douglas says and then Parrish suddenly appears in front of them in his Hellhound form, though without the flames. His eyes glowing greenish as he growls at them while Amara's eyes widened. "Jordan." She said slowly, about to take a step forward but Douglas spoke up.
"If the Hellhound can open the rift, we all go together." Douglas said and Malia scoffed, "You're the bad guy. I'm pretty sure helping you is a bad idea." She said and Douglas rolled his eyes. "Good guy, bad guy... When has anything ever been so black and white?"
"World War II." Someone said making them turn to see Liam walking to them, "He's a Nazi. He wants the Hunt for himself. He wants his own supernatural army." Liam said making their eyes widen. "What has this town come too?" Amara mumbled u for her breath.
"We're not letting you through that rift." Scott said and Douglas raised his eyebrows at them. "Not letting me? I see... You still think you have a say in the matter." He said before cracking the whip at them.
Scott's eyes flashed red as he let out a loud roar. Douglas cracked the whip a couple more times at them making Lydia and Liam run over to the other tunnel. He cracked the whip a few more times until Malia, Amara and Scott ran over to the other tunnel. "Höllenhund." Douglas said as he started to walk forward making Parrish walk follow.
Parrish walked over to the rift and sticks his hands out, pulling a hole through the rift. "Parrish, stop!" Amara yelled but Parrish ignored her. "Wunderbar." Douglas said in amazement when Parrish opened the rift. Parrish turned to the group and roared at them while Douglas walked up to the rift.
"Höllenhund... kommen." Douglas said and Parrish roared at them again before following Douglas through the rift. "Now!" Malia said and they all ran for the rift. But right as the got up to it closed making Amara sigh in defeat, "No..."
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"Liam, you and Lydia get to the bunker." Scott said as they stared at a couple ghost Riders. Lydia turned to Amara who nodded, "Go." Amara said as she kissed Lydia's cheek. Lydia and Liam looked at each other before nodding and running off down the tunnel leaving Amara, Malia and Scott with the Ghost Riders.
Scott growled at them and one of the Ghost Riders snapped his whip at him making it wrap around Scott's throat. Amara and Malia's eyes widen before they quickly grabbed the whip trying to pull it off him. Amara struggled slightly but managed to pull the whip off of Scott before the three of them stumbled back.
"The whip... It didn't take you." Amara said and Scott shook his head, "I don't think they're trying to take us. I think they're trying to kill us." Scott said making Malia and Amara glance at each other before the three if them quickly got up. They went to run away but one of the Ghost Rider's whips wrapped around Malia's stomach before the Ghost Rider flung her against the wall.
Scott and Amara went to run over to her but stopped when Amara suddenly grabbed a Ghost Rider's whip that was about to hit her. She yanked the Ghost Rider forward and Scott grabbed it before slamming it into a stack of barrels.
Scott glanced over to see the other Ghost Rider about to fling Malia again making Scott quickly run toward her. He managed to catch her before the they slammed against the wall making them groan slightly. The other Ghost Rider tossed Amara into the wall next to them before the Ghost Riders walked up to them.
They pulled their guns around and pointed them at the three right before Peter suddenly ran up. He letting out a small roar before grabbing the shoulders to one Ghost Rider, using it as leverage to kick the other Ghost Rider into the stack of barrels.
"Why aren't you running?" Peter yelled at he fight against the Ghost Riders, "Go." Amara said, helping Malia and Scott up. They quickly ran down the tunnel but stopped right before the entrance to another one to look back at Peter and the Ghost Riders. When the Ghost Riders each get Peter by the wrist and slam him up against the barrels, he sees the three watching.
"Go!" He yelled as the Ghost Riders pulled their guns out, he gave one last look at his daughters before the Ghost Riders shot him making him dissapeared in a puff of green smoke. Amara and Malia's eyes widened before Scott grabbed their arms and pulled them down the tunnel.
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"The number you have reached is not in service. Please check the number or try your call again. This is a recording." The voice mail recording said through Scott's phone as they all sat around the dinning table. Amara and Scott both has broken expressions as Scott kept calling Melissa's number over and over and Amara twisted her mother's ring around her finger. Melissa, Makena and Argent had been taken by Douglas.
"We're sorry, the number you have reached is not in service. Please check the number or try your call again."
"Scott..."
"We're sorry, the number you have reached is not in service. Please check the number or try your call again."
Malia walked over and gently rested her hand on Scott's shoulder before sitting down next to him. Lydia walked over and say down next to Amara, grabbing her hand and leaning her chin on Amara's shoulders. "Scott, your mom is gone. But she's still alive." Malia said before turning off Scott's phone and pulling it away.
"What do we do now?" Liam asked from where he sat and Malia sighed softly, "We can't hide from them." She said and he looked over at Lydia. "Well, what about Lydia? The Ghost Rider was afraid of them." He said and Lydia slightly shook her head, "It wasn't fear. It's... almost like reverence." She said and Scott sighed and shook his head.
"Doesn't matter. The rift is gone. We're the only ones left in Beacon Hills." Scott said and it was quiet for a moment before someone knocked on the door before walking in. They all turned to see Stilinski walking over to the table before sighing softly.
"I have a son." He said making the teens all sit up slightly, "His name is MieczysÅaw Stilinski... But we call him Stiles. I remember. When Stiles was a little kid, he couldn't say his first name. Not sure why, it pretty much rolls off the tongue... But, uh, the closest he could get was "mischief." His mother called him that until..." He trailed off and glanced down at the ground for a moment.
"I remember when, uh... When Stiles first got his Jeep. It belonged to his mother. She wanted him to have it. The first time when he took a spin behind the wheel, he went straight into a ditch. I gave him his first roll of duct tape that day. He was always getting into trouble, but he always had a good heart- always. We're here tonight because my goofball son decided to drag Scott, his greatest friend in the world, into the woods to see a dead body." Stilinski said looking over at Scott who also had glossy eyes, "How did you remember?"
"It started with Stiles' jersey." Stilinski said, glancing over at Amara for a moment, "Then I found the red string for his crime board. Finally, his whole room came back, and all the memories. And then the strangest thing happened..." He trailed off. "What?" Lydia asked, "I thought I saw him. It's like something opened right there in the middle of the room. Just for a moment. And then it was gone." He said and Scott's eyes widened.
"A rift..." He said making them look at him, "I thought there was only one rift. We saw it disappear." Malia asked and Amara nodded slightly before looking at Stilinski. "You remembered Stiles, and then a new rift was created." She said, glancing at all of them and realization crossed over their features.
"If the Sheriff can do it..." Malia railed off and Lydia nodded, "Maybe we can." She said. "But that rift closed." Liam said and Scott shrugged, "Then we'll open it again." He said making them look at him. "How?" Stilinski asked, "By remembering Stiles. We have to remember everything."
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Author's Note:
So I asked this over on my message board but I wanted to ask on here as well-
I was thinking about possibly making a Dylan O'Brien fanfiction that can either be "x reader" or I make an OC that doesnt have a faceclaim and the plot is basically like Dylan O'Brien and an Actress OC who will play Blake Hale
(I wouldnt use Danielle Campbell cause I'm against shipping real people)
But if I do that book, it would mean replacing a book in my plans and I've been 3 books that I don't have many ideas for-
1. Liam Dunbar x Kira's sister *this one I have some ideas for not not as much as others*
2. Newt
3. Robin Buckley x Lucas's sister
The Newt one I think I'm more willing to let go of out of all of those because of multiple reasons. 1. I don't actually have many plans for it, I only really put it on the list cause I thought a lot of people would want a Newt book but it seems like more people want a Thomas books.
2. My original plan was with a Fem!OC but someone pointed out to me that Newt is gay which I didn't know about. Part if me wants to turn it into a Male!OC but the other part doesnt because I already have the faceclaim, name, gifs, cover, ect. For a female OC and I dont feel like spending time to do that all again.
But I can either keep those three books and not do a Dylan O'Brien fanfic, or I can replace one of those (your guy's pick) with the Dylan O'Brien fic.
If you guys want me to replace one of those with a Dylan O'Brien fic, which one? Or should I just scrap the Dylan O'Brien fix idea?