A/N: I'm aware that I have other on going stories that need updated but my plot bunnies got the best of me and I have limited access to get on. So with that being said please dont be mad if I just do a bunch of updates all at once. Please enjoy and tell me what you thought.

Darkness was creeping up on the teens as they trudged through the woods. It had been a rough week. A mysterious new villain had made itself secretly known. People would go missing. A week later they would be found, causes of death, drowning.

Now the teens were on a desperate search for one of their own. They still had a day before the body was supposed to show up somewhere in their small town, but they were determined that they'd find him and bring him home, safely.

Scott couldn't help but feel responsible for his best friend's disappearance. If he hadn't blown up on him for no reason then maybe Stiles wouldn't have felt the need to prove himself. He wouldn't have gone off on his own to find out what the mysterious new creature was that they had been dealing with. Scott couldn't stop the guilt that had been swelling in his conscious and chest ever since the simple words

"We don't need you, Stiles"

came out his mouth. He didn't mean them in a cruel way; he just knew that this time was too dangerous for his best friend to be a part of the hunt. They didn't even know what they were looking for and everyone who had been coming up missing were a lot like Stiles. Seventeen, brown hair, brown eyes, the child of a widowed parent, the only child, everything matched Stiles. Sure it matched Scott too, other than the fact that he's a werewolf and Stiles is human. Scott didn't want to chance anything happening to him but he done it in the wrong way. He used hurtful words that he thought would get Stiles to sit this one out. "You're only human, Stiles." Scott felt like a giant Jerk and couldn't get the last conversation he had with his best friend out of his mind. The simple thoughts of being too late and the bad scenarios played reruns in his mind as the bitter words he spoke echoed in his head.

Scott, Derek, Isaac, Allison, Lydia, and Mr. Argent trudged through the woods in two groups of three. The three werewolves stuck together and Argent stayed with Allison and Lydia. The guys never spoke a word to each other the entire time they made their way through the woods tracking the faint scent of Stiles. Luckily it hadn't rained during the week but it had been hard to find a lead on where the teen may be at due to the strong, sweet smell that masked almost Stiles scent completely. Derek almost missed the small lingering stench of the annoying, overly energetic teen but he knew when he smelled Stiles. He had this aroma that matched his personality, which made it strong. Derek followed his gut and the further they went the stronger the teens scent got.

"You think we'll find him?" Isaac mumbled. Silence remained. "I hope we find him, before it's too late." Isaac said in another half mumble.

"We'll find him." Scott said in a voice that had a zero ounce of hope in it. "We have to find him." Scott said a little aggravated but not at Isaac, at himself.

"Quiet." Derek quietly growled.
The two teens looked at him and he motioned for them to stop. They stood there in silence. They could clearly smell Stiles, but the sweet scent that was once really strong had disappeared and now the smell of salt was starting to fill their senses making their noses burn.

Derek pointed to his ear to tell them to listen and the boys did. At first they didn't head anything. They heard the sound of water, running water, and then a voice. The soft, elegant voice was very faint but they heard it. It was calming, soothing, almost mesmerizing. The voice was now turning into a song and that was when Derek spoke.

"Call Argent and tell him to get here. Now."

Argent, Allison, and Lydia were there in no time. They all had expressions of curiosity, worry, and fear painted in their eyes. Argent was about to ask what the three of them had been wondering since they got the call but before he could, he heard it. He heard the beauty in the voice as is echoed softly in the distance. The faint saltiness in the air told Argent what exactly it was that they were dealing with. He didn't know it was possible.

When he was a kid he had only heard a few stories about them but from what he understood they were hunted to extinction. Now, in this moment, he knew that wasn't true and he knew that Derek had assumed the same thing. The two men shared acknowledging glances between themselves.

"What is it?" Allison asked picking up on her dad's unease.

"Sirens." Argent whispered but loud enough for everyone to hear.

"You mean like, mermaids?" Scott asked quizzically.

"Yes. And they are very dangerous." Argent stated flatly.

"I thought they were extinct." Derek whispered to the older man.

"I did too, apparently we thought wrong."

"What are mermaids doing in Beacon Hills?" Isaac asked confusion plastered on his face.

"I don't know, but, if we want to give Stiles a chance at surviving we need to get moving."

The six of them prepared themselves for what was yet to come. Looks, they were deceiving. The sirens could, and would, mirror the reflection of their most desired person. Second of all they would use their songs against them, without them knowing. It was their most deadly weapon. Third, they are quick. Fast in water, but even quicker on land. Last of all; be sure not to get hit by their claws. In this case, don't let them hit you with their massive toe nails. Gross? Yes, but very deadly. The venom comes from their tails when in the water. On land they obviously don't have tails, so their venom goes into their claws on their feet, if hit with the venom you die within a few minutes time. Killing them would be tricky.

None of them were prepared for what might lie ahead. None of them knew if Stiles was even alive, apart from the fact Lydia hadn't screamed. All they could hear was the singing, the beautiful singing that made them want to give into its harmonious melodies.

They all fell dead in their tracks when they finally saw the scene that had been haunting their imagination.

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