Chapter 15: The Prank to Save Malia (Part 2) and a New Partnership
The chaotic, beautiful mess that was Beacon Hills had a way of distracting you. First, it was the Alpha. Then, it was the hunters. But through it all, my primary motivation, the quiet, feral girl who was lost in the woods, was always in the back of my mind. Malia Tate. It was time to bring her home.
I was sitting in my bedroom, a sprawling, ridiculously luxurious room with a view of the entire town, and I was planning. The prank this time wasn't about annoying a werewolf or unmasking a monster. It was about saving a life. A human life. The human life of my girlfriend.
This is it. The big one. The final boss. The reason I'm here. I'm a prankster, a rival, a wild card. But I'm also a lover. And this is the ultimate romantic gesture: a town-wide prank to bring my girlfriend back to her human form. It's a bit much, but hey, I'm a bit much. It's my brand. And my brand is about to get me a girlfriend. Or a restraining order. It's a coin toss.
The prank was a marvel of technology and absurdity. I had a team of people, a team I paid very well, to set up a series of motion-activated projectors in the woods. The projectors were designed to project a series of images—a giant, glowing, cartoonish wolf howling at the moon, a pack of flying monkeys, a unicorn with a rainbow coming out of its rear end. Each one was a new and confusing distraction, a new thread in a web of absurdity that was designed to confuse a town and find a Werecoyote.
We were standing in the woods at midnight, eating pizza, and I was watching. I was watching the projectors, a silent, predatory presence in the dark. I was a hunter, and my prey was a lost, confused girl.
"So, what's the plan?" Stiles asked, his voice a low, quiet whisper. "Are we going to catch a flying monkey?"
"We're going to catch something much more important," I said, a small, genuine smile on my face. "We're going to find a lost girl."
Suddenly, I saw it. A flash of brown fur in the distance. A pair of glowing yellow eyes. It was Malia. She had been drawn out by the absurdity of the prank, the weird, confusing chaos of a giant, cartoonish wolf howling at the moon.
She was watching us, her eyes wide with a mix of confusion and fear. She was a feral, wild thing, but she was also a lost, scared girl.
Malia. I found you. I felt a surge of emotion, a mix of relief, affection, and a healthy dose of determination. This was it. The moment I had been waiting for. I wasn't just a guy with a system anymore. I was a guy with a purpose. My purpose was her. And I was going to do whatever it took to bring her home.
I walked over to the spot where I had seen her, and I left a small, handwritten note on a tree stump. It said, "I know you're there. And I'm not going to hurt you. I'm going to help you." I also left a small, folded up piece of pizza. It was a strange gesture, a mixture of sincerity and absurdity, but it was the only thing I could think of.
I walked away, a ghost in the night, a silent witness to a very lost, very confused girl. I had found her. And I had done it with a series of projectors and a very, very good lie.
Then, I heard a new voice. A low, frustrated voice that was a mix of sarcasm and authority. "Stilinski! What are you doing in the woods at this hour? And what in the world is a unicorn with a rainbow coming out of its... never mind. What is going on here? And where is the pizza?"
It was Sheriff Stilinski. He was standing there, a confused and exasperated look on his face. Stiles, a blur of motion and panic, was trying to explain.
I just smiled. This was going to be a long night. And I had a feeling it was going to be a lot more complicated than a Rube Goldberg machine.
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