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CHAPTER ONE
WOLF MOON
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THE SOUND OF SOMEONE stumbling around the second floor of the house caused Mia to let out a small laugh. She knew that her twin was probably looking for their police radio, which he had borrowed from their dad's office about a year ago. Of course, he hadn't bothered to ask her where it was, and he was wasting time upstairs, especially as it was in the bag behind the sofa.

Mia let out a grunt at the same time her twin did, subconsciously knowing that he probably hit into something while searching. She rubbed her shin, hoping to soothe the pain that seemed to flare up out of nowhere. With a small sigh, she grabbed the bag that was behind the sofa before walking past the kitchen, where her father was sitting.

She quickly ascended the stairs to find her twin rummaging through his drawers, which made the girl shake her head. Her eyes followed his figure as he emptied his lacrosse bag onto his bed, only to let out a frustrated groan when it turned out to be filled with his practice gear.

"Looking for something?" Mia mused as she held up the bag for her brother to see. A smile broke out on the older Stilinski's face as he turned to face his younger sister, who smiled at him.

"You had it the whole time?" Stiles asked as he dropped the black bag onto his bed.

"You didn't bother asking me if I knew where it was," Mia smirked at her brother before hearing her father's radio start to make noise. "And I'm not saying anything, but I think dad just got a call."

Faster than he ran while playing lacrosse, which rarely happened, Stiles ran over to his sister and pulled the device from the bag to turn on the radio. The twins listened carefully as the officer on the other end explained the situation. A jogger had stumbled across a body while on a run through the woods. Not just a body, half of one.

The look on the faces of the Stilinski twins was one filled with mischief. They turned off the radio and waited to hear their dad close the front door, which happened about ten minutes later.

"There's a body." Mia's eyes were wide with excitement as she looked at her brother. "A body in Beacon Hills."

"Let's go get Scott," Stiles made his way to his chair and pulled on his hoodie as Mia braided her hair.

"Didn't he say he wanted to get some sleep before tryouts tomorrow?"

Stiles simply ignored Mia, who rolled her eyes at her twin's antics. She grabbed her jacket from his chair before slipping on her converse, ready to go find a little mischief with her twin. As she pulled on her jacket, the brunette found a Nerf dart in her pocket and proceeded to throw it at her twin's head.

Stiles let out a yell of protest before grabbing his Nerf gun and shooting his twin in the face, which led to Mia throwing a book at his head. The two siblings engaged in a battle before realizing that they had to go and find their best friend.

"Truce!" Stiles shouted as his sister picked up his geometry textbook and was preparing to throw it. He held up his hands in surrender while looking at his younger sister. "Mia put the textbook down."

"Why should I Mischief?" The corners of Mia's lips turned up into a smirk at the look on her brother's face. "You started this Sti."

"Says the one who threw the first dart."

"Just shut up and let's go get Scott."

The dynamic duo made their way out of the house and toward Stiles' powder blue Jeep, which the twins had nicknamed Roscoe. Stiles, of course, sat in the driver's seat while Mia took shotgun, and the duo dove away from their house in the direction of their best friend's home.

After about five minutes of driving, the duo parked Roscoe in front of the McCall house, matching smiles on their faces.

"Do you want to scare him?" Stiles asked, a small smirk on his face.

"Am I the prettier twin?" Mia asked in a rhetorical tone as she winked at her brother.

The duo made their way to the porch, where they began to climb up the railings before pulling themselves onto the roof. Stiles had nearly fallen off the roof as they moved toward their best friend's window, which caused Mia to let out a small laugh.

"Sti, I don't think Scott's in here," Mia poked her twin's shoulder while looking into the McCall boy's bedroom. "Check the porch."

As Mia continued looking into her best friend's room, Stiles moved toward the edge of the roof before hanging over the edge and screaming with someone, probably Scott.

"Stiles, what the hell are you doing?" Scott shouted at Stiles, who was hanging down from the roof as Mia sat above him.

"You weren't answering your phone!" Stiles' voice was frantic as he wildly flailed his arms. "Why do you have a bat?"

"I thought you were a predator," Scott defended before he looked around his friend. "Where's Mia?"

With a smile, Mia leaned over the edge of the roof and waved to her best friend.

"Hey Scooter," Mia's mischief filled gaze worried Scott, who knew that his best friends were rarely up to any good.

"Wait, you thought I was a pre-" Stiles laughed at his friend's comment as he poked his twin in the side. "Look, I know it's late, but you've got to hear this. I saw my dad leave twenty minutes ago, dispatch call. They're bringing in every officer of the Beacon department."

"They even brought in the state police," Mia's smile widened as she hopped down from the roof and let out a small yelp as she fell into the bushes.

"For what?" Scott asked, a confused look on his face as he watched Mia brush the dirt off her clothes. Stiles jumped down from his spot on the roof and landed next to his twin with a smile on his face.

"They found a body in the woods," Stiles explained as he looked between his best friend and twin.

"A dead body?"

"No Scooter, a body of water," Mia rolled her eyes at her ever so innocent best friend. "Yes dumbass! A dead body!"

As Stiles hopped over the railing, Mia climbed up, careful to not hurt herself, and was pulled over by both boys.

"You mean like murdered?" Scott asked as he looked at his best friends.

"Nobody knows yet. Just that it was a girl, probably in her twenties." Stiles was cut off by his sister, who elbowed him.

"My vote is murder." Mia raised her hand, causing both boys to give her strange looks.

"Hold on, if they found the body, then what are they looking for?" Scott's brown eyes were filled with confusion as he looked between the Stilinski twins. "Why is your vote always murder?"

"Because that makes life interesting Scott." Mia flashed her best friend a mischievous smile before looking at her twin, who was waiting to speak.

"That's the best part." Stiles clapped his hands together as Mia bounced on the balls of her feet. "They only found a half!"

"We're going." Stiles and Mia spoke in unison before giving each other a look filled with confusion before turning back to the McCall boy.

"Come on Scott, you can't say no to me." Mia gave the shaggy-haired boy a look that resembled a puppy.

Scott rolled his eyes at his best friends before moving to lock his front door. With his keys and inhaler in his pocket, the boy followed his best friends to their Jeep.

After a bit of driving, the trio arrived at the town's preserve, where they exited the older Stilinski's car.

"We're seriously doing this?" Scott asked as he helped Mia out of the Jeep. He closed the door as she fixed her jacket before she placed her arm around his shoulders.

"You're the one always bitching that nothing ever happens in this town." Stiles hit Scott on the shoulder before pulling his twin forward by her hand.

"Come on Scooter, you know that this is totally going to be worth it," Mia smiled at Scott as her brother pulled her farther along the path. "Can I hold the flashlight Sti?"

"Nope," Stiles smirked at his twin as Scott said something about trying to get a good night's sleep before practice, which Mia knew was the truth.

"Scott, what's the point of high school if we don't make time to do stuff we shouldn't be doing?" Mia let out a small laugh at her idea, knowing that if anyone in their high school should be the one following the rules, it should be her or her twin. Of course, Mia was mischievous, and that never helped her stay out of trouble.

Mia ignored her brother and best friend as they talked about lacrosse and chose to walk ahead, without the flashlight. She heard Scott mention wanting to play first line, which was great, but she had seen him play lacrosse. He was only a little better than Stiles, who wasn't that good.

"Just out of curiosity, which half of the body are we looking for?" Scott asked, causing the twins to stop for a second before responding.

"I didn't even think about that," Stiles let out a small laugh as he caught up to Mia, who had stopped to tie her shoelaces.

"And, uh, what if whoever killed the body is still out here?" Scott asked once more, causing Mia to roll her eyes.

"Also something I didn't think about."

Scott looked at Mia, who shrugged at him before climbing the hill ahead of the trio.

"His plan, not mine," Mia pointed her thumb at her brother, who shot her a look filled with betrayal.

"Says the one who recommended getting Scott." Stiles rolled his eyes at his twin as he started to climb the hill.

"It's comforting to know you've planned this out with your usual attention to detail," Scott's breaths were short and heavy as his asthma was acting up, which led to Mia turning to face him.

"I know," Stiles finished climbing the hill and wrapped his arm around Mia's shoulders as they watched Scott catch his breath.

"Maybe the severe asthmatic should be the one holding the flashlight," Scott suggested while wheezing, much to Mia's concern. He shook his inhaler, which slightly comforted the girl, but she still worried about his breathing, especially after having seen how bad his asthma could be.

Stiles dove to the floor with Mia, which startled Scott before the boy dove down beside them. They watched as the sheriff's department moved around the woods, flashlights pointed in every direction.

With an excited look, Stiles got up and told the two on the ground to follow him, leading to the duo calling out the hyperactive boy's name.

"Sti! Wait up!" Mia called out as she ran ahead of Scott and toward her twin. She ran between the trees, hoping that she wouldn't be seen by the deputies as she moved through the woods.

Scott shouted the names of both of his best friends, startling Mia to the point of running into her twin's back. The two collided before falling to the floor at the sound of a dog barking at them.

"Hold it right there!" A deputy called out at the twins as Scott hid behind a tree, praying that he wouldn't get caught.

"Hang on, hang on," the familiar voice of Sheriff Stilinski called out, causing his youngest to swear under her breath.

"Why tonight?" Mia whispered as she pushed her twin's shoulder.

"These two delinquents belong to me," Sheriff Stilinski looked between his children, who were shielding their eyes from the flashlight's beams.

"Hey dad," Mia gave her father an innocent smile as she waved at the sheriff.

"Dad, how are you doing?" Stiles asked as he regained his balance.

"So, do you two listen in to all of my phone calls?"

"No," Stiles looked at the sheriff before being poked by his twin. "Not boring ones."

"I blame him," Mia pointed at her older brother, who once again looked betrayed by her words. "He's a terrible influence dad."

The sheriff shook his head at his children before looking toward the woods.

"Now, where's your usual partner in crime?"

"Next to me," Mia nodded toward her twin before getting a look from her father. "Oh, you mean Scooter."

"Scott's home," Stiles explained. "Said he wanted to get a good night's sleep for first day back at school tomorrow."

The sheriff looked to his daughter for confirmation on his son's story, and the girl nodded.

"It's just us. He didn't want to lose sleep before lacrosse season." Mia shrugged her shoulders as she hoped that Scott would stay hidden. "Apparently Stiles comes up with crazy ideas when we should be getting ready for school. Who knew?"

"Scott! You out there?" Sheriff Stilinski called out as he pointed his flashlight behind his children, and thankfully the boy remained quiet. "Scott?"

The twins let out a quiet sigh of relief before their father turned to them yet again.

"Well, you two, I'm going to walk you back to your car, and we are gonna have a conversation about something called invasion of privacy." The sheriff grabbed his children by the collars of their jackets and began to lead them from the clearing.

"It wasn't my idea, it was all his," Mia let out a yelp of pain as her dad accidentally pulled her hair. "Can you let go of my hair?"

The sheriff let go of his daughter, but kept his grip on his son's jacket, much to the boy's chagrin. The trio walked to the car, Stiles protesting that Mia came up with the idea, and Mia blaming her twin for everything.

"I don't care who came up with this idea," Sheriff Stilinski sighed as they arrived at the powder blue Jeep. "But you two need to get home."

Sheriff Stilinski pinched the bridge of his nose as he watched his children get in the Jeep and drive away, hopefully in the direction of their house.

Once the twins were on the road home, they started talking again.

"We left Scott in the woods," Mia turned to her twin, whose eyes were on the road in front of them. "We left him in the woods with a possible killer."

Stiles turned away from the road when he noticed the anxious tone of his twin's voice. Her breathing was quick and only slowed when his hand touched her thigh. He was one of three people who could calm her down, and he knew that she wasn't okay with leaving Scott behind.

"He'll be fine, Mia," Stiles promised before looking to the road again. "Scott will call us when he gets home."

The brunette nodded before turning up the radio, nodding her head to the music as her brother continued driving. Within a minute, the girl was singing along with the lyrics and dancing in her seat. Stiles laughed as they pulled into the spot in front of their house before hopping out of the car.

Mia continued singing the chorus of the song as her brother unlocked the front door of their house. The two teens made their way upstairs toward their rooms after locking the front door.

Mia's room was connected to Stiles' through their bathroom, Jack and Jill style, so the duo stood in their bathroom as they brushed their teeth. Stiles exited the bathroom at the sound of his phone ringing, which turned out to be Scott, who sounded frantic on the phone.

Apparently, the McCall boy had gotten home, but while he was in the woods, he was bitten by something before almost getting hit by a car.

"You were almost hit by a car!" Mia shouted, ignoring the fact that he was bitten by something. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, promise," Scott sounded calm, almost too calm considering what he had been through just a half-hour ago. "I'll show you guys in the morning."

"Fine, get some sleep Scooter," Mia proceeded to walk back into the bathroom, where she pulled her hair into a braid as Stiles hung up on Scott.

The girl listened to her brother trip over the Nerf gun, which she had left on the ground earlier, and felt the faintest pain in her foot.

"Stop being so clumsy Sti!" Mia called out while making her way to her bed.

"When you stop blaming me for stuff!" Stiles shouted back.

"Alright, so never then!"

Mia fell onto her bed before realizing that her light was still on. She looked around her bed, hoping that she had left her Nerf gun on her nightstand, and thankfully she did. With a smile on her face, Mia shot a dart at her light switch and successfully turned off her light.

"Night Sti!" Mia yelled, and she could hear her brother groan at the sound of her voice.

"Go to sleep Mia!"

Mia closed her eyes, and within minutes, she was fast asleep, unaware of how much her life would change in the upcoming week.

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Author's Note

So here is chapter one of Sciamachy!  This is one of the longest chapters I have written by far, and it totals at 2,860 words!  I am really excited to write this and I hope you all enjoyed the chapter!  Please comment and vote because I plan on posting the next chapter soon because I love Teen Wolf, so maybe you will get another chapter by next weekend!  I hope everyone is staying safe in this difficult time!  Have a great night!!

- Daniella

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PUBLISHED: April 26, 2020

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