and look back. They glanced at each other before quickly walking into the other room. But, as soon as they turn the corner toward the door, they runs straight into Liam and Mason, both of whom gasp in fright before realizing it was just Scott and Amara.

"What-what are you doing here?" Liam asked and Scott sighed, "This is Alex's house. What are you doing here?" He asked. "This is where the compass led us." Mason said making them look at him confused, "What compass?" Amara asked and Mason stepped forward, holding out a compass they stole from Mr. Douglas' cabinet at school.

Amara frowned slightly when she looked at the compass and saw that the needle is spinning around, seemingly of its own accord. "Why's it doing that?" Scott asked and Mason shrugged, "I have no idea." He said. Liam pulls his phone out of his pocket and looks at the screen before holding it out for them to see. The compass app has been pulled up, but the needle on it is also spinning around, with a "??" in the center where the direction should be indicated.

"They're all doing it." He said and Wren frowned slightly, "Compasses works by detecting the Earth's natural magnetic fields. Somethings interfering with it." Amara explained, suddenly, the compass in Mason's hand spins so hard that the glass face shatters.

Before anyone could say anything they hear a thumping noise upstairs, making them instantly run up the stairs to find Stiles recovering from shock. "What happened?" Amara asked worriedly as she gently grabbed Stiles's arms, "He was here. He shot at me!" Stiles said making them look at him worriedly and confused. "It was one of the guys you saw in Alex's memory."

"The guy who took his parents?"

"No, no, no... They weren't just taken- they were made to disappear. That's why there's no furniture, that's why they weren't in any of the photos... They were erased." Stiles said before turning around and opening the door to Alex's room. They quickly walked in only to find the room completely empty, no desk, no bed, nothing on the walls. It was empty.

⚡

Night has fallen, and Stiles, Amara and Lydia are walking together outside of the high school as they discuss what happened earlier. While they walk, Stiles flips through an old book as he skims the pages, "I keep feeling like it's familiar, you know? Like I've heard it before." Stiles said.

"Pensée a civage? It's French for "a lingering thought you can't reach." Amara said making him sigh, "Okay, well, is there a French word for "feeling an overwhelming sense of urgency and impending doom?"" Stiles asked and the girls thought for a moment.

"Féminine un fille phantom? It's French for "Banshee." Lydia said and Amara nodded and Stiles stops walking and gives Lydia an exasperated look. "Okay, what-what does your Banshee intuition say this is?" He asked and Lydia sighed, "That you don't have to figure it all out right this second." She said and Amara nodded again.

"She got a point." She said and Stiles' expression softens, and his voice gets quieter, "But this kid... this kid's got no one, you know? And... There's a reason why. There's gotta be." He said. Just then Lydia frowned slightly before mumbled something, "Give this man a ride, sweet family will die... Killer on the road..." She said making Stiles and Amara looked at her confused, "Riders on the Storm?"

Lydia jerks to attention as though she's just been broken out of a trance, "What?" She asked. "That's the song? Riders on the Storm?" Amara said and realization crossed over Lydia's features. "That's it!" She said and Stiles just looks at her confused, "What's it?" He asked.

"The Ghost Riders! The Wild Hunt. They come by storm, riding horses, and they take people." She said making Stiles eyes widen in excitement. "Lydia you are so smart!" Stiles said before running off making the girls glance at each other.

⚡

Lydia and Amara sat alone in a dark, empty classroom, deep in thought, when Malia walks through the door toward her, holding her cell phone in her hand. "Got your text. You said you guys needed my help?" She asked and when she walks up to them she sees that Lydia has pulled up a web page on the Wild Hunt on her laptop. When Malia realizes they're trying to figure out a Banshee premonition, she groans.

"Oh God- that kind of help." She said and Lydia looks at Malia with worry, "Something terrible is going to happen." She said and Malia sighed. "Okay... What is it?" She asked and Lydia slightly shook her head, "I don't know... That's why we need your guys' help."

A little while later they still sit in the empty history classroom, where they are researching the Wild Hunt on Lydia's MacBook. "When did you have the premonition?" Malia asked and Lydia sighed, "We were with Stiles. We realized it was the Wild Hunt. The Riders, the horses... Souls getting swept up..."

Lydia turns the laptop so Malia and Amara can see the page on the Wild Hunt and Malia leans over her shoulder and reads a sentence aloud, "Those who see the Wild Hunt, beware, for you are already lost."

As Malia reads realization crossed over Amara's features, "Horses- he saw them. He saw the Wild Hunt!" She jumps to her feet and looks at Lydia and Malia wide eye. "I need to find Stiles." Amara said and Malia and Lydia both frowns in confusion before she responds.

"Who's Stiles?" Malia asked and Amara could feel her heart drop as she shakes her head, "Stiles. My best friend, Stiles." Amara said and Lydia raised ber eyebrows. "I thought Scott was your best friend." She said and Amara only becomes more horrified as her eyes widened.

"Oh shit." She mumbled before running out of the class room.

She runs down the hall and outside where she finds Stiles running out to the parking lot, "Stiles." She yelled making him spin around before he rushes toward her and grabbed her shoulders. "Amara? You know me?" He asked and when he realizes that she does, he sighs in relief, "Oh, thank God! You know me!" He said and she nodded. "I know you, but everyone else is forgetting about you." She said but he doesn't answer as he glances over her shoulder.

"Hey, do you see him?" He asked and Amara turned to follow Stiles' line of sight, but saw nothing. "See what?" She asked, "The guy on the horse." He said making her heart drop as she realizes what Stiles is talking about, she turns back to face him.

"Stiles, if you can see them, they're gonna..." Amara trailed off slightly and Stiles nodded, "I know. I know. Okay, they're coming for me, so you have to get away from me right now, okay?" He said making her look at him crazy.

"I can't just leave you right now! Are you insane?" She asked and Stiles sighs in exasperation and gives her a look before grabbing her arm and pulling her in the opposite direction of the Ghost Rider. "All right, come on! Come on!" He said before pulling her through the parking lot.

"This way. This way. Come on!"

They're about to keep going when suddenly, another Ghost Rider on a horse appears, forcing them to change directions once again. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Okay, this way. Keep going." He says but when they turn to go another way, Stiles stops them once again upon seeing a third Ghost Rider on horseback blocking their path.

The three Ghost Riders trot closer and closer to Stiles and Amara, leaving Stiles at a loss for options as to how to get away. "Where are they?" Amara asked as she glanced around and Stiles sighed, "They're everywhere."

Realizing that they're close to his Jeep, Stiles grabbed Amara's arm and steers her away from the Riders before quickly pulling her in between two of them in order to make a bee-line for the vehicle. "Come on! Come on! Come on! Wren, don't look at them, okay? Just do not look at them."

"I dont plan on it!"

The two climb into Stiles' Jeep as fast as they can, slamming the doors behind them before Stiles fumbles with his keys in an attempt to start the engine so they can leave. But, when Stiles puts the keys in the ignition, he looks up and sees that the Wild Hunt has surrounded the Jeep, causing him to hesitate with turning the key in the ignition making Amara look at him with worry and incredulity.

"What are you doing? We need to go!"

Stiles hesitates for a moment and pulls the key out of the ignition before looking at Amara with a defeated expression, "There's no time." Stiles said and Amara shook her head, "Stiles if you didn't put that god damn key back in the ignition and fucking drive, I swear to god I will-" Amara said but Stiles cut her off.

"Amara, I'm going to be erased, okay? Just like Alex. You're gonna forget me." He said and she shook her head, "I'm not gonna just forget you like that." She said and Stiles just sighed and shook his head.

"Amara, you will. You all will. Just try to find some way to remember me, okay? Remember how we were each other's first kiss back when we were like thirteen and you were trying to make sure you're gay." Stiles said making her cringe and shake her head, "We made a deal never to talk about that." She said and he chuckled.

"Then remember that we're Star Wars buddies." Stiles said and Amara glanced away from him as she took a deep breath, her eyes tearing up. "That's all you have to do. You need to remember me and get the others to remember me. Just remember that you're my sister." He said making her look at him as a tear fell down her face

Before she could say anything, the Ghost Riders yank the door to the Jeep open and pull Stiles out as Amara's eyes widen and she tries to grab him but was too late

After a moment, Amara's face goes blank, and she mutters to herself in an effort to hold onto her memories of what just happened, "Remember..."

⚡

Amara walked through the doors of the school and slows to a stop, as if she was in a slight trance. Liam, Mason, Hayden, and Corey, who are standing next to the row of lockers as they talk see her and smile and wave at her, but it's clear by the confused look on Amara's face that something doesn't feel right to her as she watches the students walking and talking around her.

After a moment, Malia and Lydia walked into the hall and stops with a frown when they see her standing with a confused expression on her face. "You okay?" Lydia asked as she grabbed her girlfriend's hand and Amara doesn't look at them. "I have this feeling that I was supposed to do something..." She said as Scott walked into the hallway himself, joins the three of them in front of the double doors and looks confused himself. "Do what?" He asked and Amara looks almost concerned by her lack of memory.

"I can't remember..."