Twelve

Stiles

Myself and Scott were in my jeep driving to the Sheriff's Station after my Dad called us to say that there was an emergency and he needed mine and Scott's help. When we ran inside I found Stella standing in my Dad's office. "Are you okay? Are you hurt?" I asked. "I'm fine" she replied. "Who is this kid?" I asked. "I found him, he was in a car that was driving down the street from where my car broke down and he was in there all alone and he was saying something about people taking his parents and how he didn't want them to take him" Stella informed me. "So why is he here?" Scott asked. "Alex can't remember anything and well I thought you could help him" My Dad shrugged. Scott dug his claws into the back of the little boys neck, trying to remember what happened to his parents. Scott flung to his feet. "What did you see?" I asked "I saw a guy on a horse" he breathed. "A horse?" I questioned. "He had a gun" Scott replied. "What happened to his parents?" Stella asked. "I don't know I couldn't see" Scott replied. "They're coming back for me" Alex said.

-That night-

Myself, Stella, Lydia and Scott were at a car wreck, trying to figure out what happened to Alex's parents. Lydia sat in the car with Stella. "Hum" Lydia said. "What" I shot up on the back seat "This is a perfect shade for me. I forget the name" Lydia said as she admired her eyeshadow in the rear view mirror. "Can we please stay on topic here" I asked. "Okay why am I even here?" Stella asked. "I'm not useful" she said. "You're pretty that counts" I replied. "I'm not getting anything" Lydia changed the subject. Stella got out of the car "Well I don't think they're dead" she said. "They're dead" Malia replied. "They're not dead, if they were dead I'd sense it" Lydia said. "If they were alive I'd smell it" Malia replied. "Yeah I'm not getting anything either" Scott informed us. "Maybe he was just too freaked out to remember what happened to his parents" Stella suggested. "If it's just a robbery we can't help them. And if its something supernatural my Dad can't help them" I said. "Sounds like you want it to be supernatural" Stella raised an eyebrow at me. "Its been like three months since anything has happened" I shrugged. "Yeah and once a week you drag me out of bed because you think I'm some super natural metal detector?" Stella replied. Lydia and Malia walked off whilst Stella, Scott and I stayed. I went back and sat in the car with Stella. Scott looked at all the broken windows. "Okay if this was a real bullet it would've broken through the windshield of that car. And that one and That one" Scott said. Stella picked up some glass from the window of the car and looked to me and Scott. "A magic bullet" she said.

-The next day at school- (Changing to Stella's POV)

Stella

Today was picture day. I sat on the stool outside, in front of the white sheet that was hung up. I was smiling for my photo when Stiles came up to tell me something. "Stel" he said and the flash went off. "Never mind, it can wait. Look pretty" he said as he backed off. I started to smile again for my photos and Stiles interrupted. "Stiles" I yelled. He could tell I was angry and backed off again. I got my photo taken and went to join the others. "You ruined my photos" I informed Stiles as I sat next to Lydia. "I did not" he replied. "Have you even signed up for your own photos yet?" Malia asked. Stiles unscrambled a piece of paper from his pocket. "See I have" he replied. "Its blank" Malia replied. Stiles looked at the paper with a weird look. "I saw you fill that in this morning" I informed him. Scott was saying something to us but me and Stiles were not paying attention. "The address they found off the car was given to my Dad, who wants to go to an abandoned house?" Stiles asked. "C'mon missing parents, suspicious guy on a horseback, magic bullet who's with me?" He asked. "I have to retake my photos" Malia said. "Yeah no not interested" Lydia replied. "I cannot miss anymore classes. I missed thirty eight last semester and Lydia's Mom is the only reason I'm still here" Scott said. Stiles looked at me "Nuh uh nope. You are not dragging me with you" I shook my head. "Please Stel" he begged. "Stiles you're not bringing my sister to an abandoned house alone" Scott said. "Thank you" I smiled. The year book girl came over to the table and asked to take a candid of all of us. Scott pulled Stiles down onto the bench. He sat between me and Scott. "Everyone smile" she said. She took the photo and gave us each a copy. "I love this" Lydia smiled. "Me too" I replied

-After school-

"I keep feeling like its familiar ya know like I've heard it before" Stiles said as he was reading through a book trying to find answers as to why he saw the same man on a horse that Alex did. "What does Lydia's banshee self say?" Stiles asked "That you don't have to figure it out right this second" I informed him. "Is that coming from Lydia or from you?" he asked. I sighed. "But this kid, this kid's got no one and there's a reason why. There's gotta be" he said as he was flicking through the book once again. I looked at him and Stiles closed the book. I started hearing a sound of what sounded like thunder in the distance. "To the men will ride, the sweet family will die. Killer on the road" i said. "Riders on the storm?" Stiles replied. "What?" I questioned. "That's a song. Rider's of The Storm" He informed me. I looked at him. "That's it". I figured it all out. For once I was right about something. "What's it?" he asked. "The Ghost Riders. The wild hunt. They come by storm riding horses and they take people" I informed him. "Stella you're so smart I could kiss you right now" Stiles smiled, proud. "Do not kiss me" I replied. "Not gonna" he said and he kissed my cheek. "Did it anyway" he said as he ran off. leaving me standing there.

When we figured out Stiles was next because he seen the wild hunt we panicked. We were at the school, where there was a body found. Everyone was being questioned and I was talking with Sheriff Stilinski. Stiles was down the hallway talking to Lydia's Mom. He came running towards me confused. I looked at him and everyone didn't seem to know who he was. It was happening everyone was forgetting him. "Stiles" I shouted and he came running towards me embracing me in his arms. "You know me" he said. "I know you" I panicked. "Everybody else is forgetting" I informed him. Stiles and I were now outside. Stiles had tears in his eyes. We stood outside and there was a storm coming on. The Ghost Rider's were coming. Stiles was holding both my hands as we tried to figure out what to do. That's when I heard them. "Hey do you see him?" Stiles asked panicking as he turned me around. "Stiles we have to go" I said as I could see them too. "They're coming for me, you have to get away from me right now" he shouted. I shook my head "I'm not leaving you". Stiles looked at me and took my hand before running towards Roscoe. Every direction we ran we saw Ghost Riders. "They're everywhere" he said, tightening his grip on my hand. 'C'mon" Stiles said as we ran another direction to get to the jeep. "Stella whatever you do don't look at them" Stiles shouted gently. "Do not look at them or they'll take you too" he panicked as he fumbled for the keys to open the jeep. We got inside and locked the doors. The two of us both terrified. Stiles fumbled with the keys. He couldn't start the jeep. The jeep was now surrounded by Ghost Riders. "Are you joking? We need to go?" I was on the verge of tears. "There's no time" he said as he turned to look at me. Stiles took my hands. "Stella I'll be erased, okay. Just like Alex. You're gonna forget me" he said. "I won't. I won't" I shook my head. "Y-you will" he said. "Find some way to remember me okay?". I looked at him. My lips were quivering. I couldn't bare to lose him. "Remember how you were the first girl I ever danced with in your bedroom when we were eight years old." I nodded. "Remember how I had a crush on your all through middle school" I smiled a little. Tears pouring from my eyes. "Remember how you saved my life" he said. "You saved my life too" I choked out. Stiles tightened his grip on my hands. "Remember. Remember I love you" he whispered. And then he was ripped from the jeep right in front of my eyes. "STILES" I yelled. I started crying. "Remember. Remember. Remember" I said to myself as I sat in this jeep having no idea why I was here.