Abomination

                                    

                                          
❤️-Stiles POV
💙-Y/N POV

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*Tucker's garage
St- Hey! Hey? Wh-what do you think you're doing? All I needed was a starter!
Tu- Yeah, but it looks like your whole exhaust system has gotta be replaced here.
Y/N- Why do I get the feeling you're slightly overestimating the damage?
Tu- It's probably gonna run you around like twelve-hundred in parts and labor.
St- Are you kidding? This thing doesn't even have a catalytic converter! And yes, I know what a catalytic converter is.
Tu- Do you know what a "limited slip differential" is?
St- No...
Y/N- I do, it reduces individual wheelspin and improves traction on a car.
Tu- So you know I'm right, it's coming on more like fifteen-hundred.
St- Okay, just finish. We'll be back here, seething with impotent rage!
We both walked to the back and when Stiles opened the door a slimy clear substance got on his hand.
St- Oh. Nice. It's a real sanitary. Quality establishment you're running, here!
We walked in the door and I tried to shut it using the other handle and the stuff got on my hand too.
Y/N- Figures.
Stiles goes on his phone and starts typing. His hands start to shake and he drops his phone.
Y/N- Stiles, you okay?
I start to feel my toes and fingers getting numb and slowly start losing feeling over my whole body. 
St- Hey...
I looked to where he was looking and there was a lizard like creature crawling above the jeep.
St- Hey!
The thing cut the back of the guys neck.
St- Hey! 
Stiles fell to the floor, soon followed by me. The only difference is I fell the opposite way. Stiles started crawling towards his phone and I tried to get closer to him.
St- Uhhhh...
Tu- Help! Help- help me! Help me. Help me!
Stiles and I were both struggling on the floor. Suddenly I head a shriek coming from the door. I caught a glance of it. Then nothing but silence.
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We went outside of the garage before the police got to the garage. Stiles' and I were talking to his dad about everything.
St- I told you, we just-- we walked in, and saw the Jeep on top of the guy. That's all.
Sh- What's wrong with your hand?
I looked at Stiles' hand and it was shaking.
St- Nothing. Can we just get out of here, now?
Sh- Look, if there's something you don't think you can tell me--
St- You think I'm lying?
Sh- No, of course not! I'm just worried about you, if you saw someone do this, if you're afraid that maybe they're gonna come back and make sure you don't say anything about it--
St- I didn't see anything-- at all. Can we go now, please?
Sh- Sure... But, not in your Jeep. We're going to have to impound it. Sorry, kid evidence. I'll see you guys at home.