⠀⠀With a deep breath, Allison draws the bowstring taut, the tension palpable in the air. In a split second, she releases the arrow, sending it hurtling towards the tree. As it strikes its mark, a small but powerful explosion erupts, catching Brietta completely off guard. Her eyes widen in fear.
⠀⠀"Allison, what the hell was that?" Brietta stares at Allison, furrowing her eyebrows; she had hoped that Allison wasn't like her father, but she isn't so confident with Allison not being a hunter after seeing her use a special arrowhead.
⠀⠀Allison slowly puts the bow down, "I don't know..."
⠀⠀Lydia breathlessly chuckles while clapping her hands together, "Well, that was fun! Any more lethal weapons you wanna try out?" Lydia sasses but Allison's eyes are focused on the now flaming area where the arrow hit. 
⠀⠀After a few seconds, the trio hear a slight snap, like a branch being stepped on.
⠀⠀"Well, that's our cue." Lydia nervously whispers, nodding her head towards the way they came. 
⠀⠀"Hold this." Allison put the bow in Brietta's hands, causing her to shake her head profusely.
⠀⠀"I thought I heard something," Allison whispers, noticing Brietta's hesitant expression. 
⠀⠀"No shit, Allison. We're right next to you," Brietta points out, "We heard it too but this is Beacon Hills preserve so other people might jog here or...other things. I don't know." Brietta rants, placing the arrow underneath her arm as she speaks in a whisper. 
⠀⠀"I want to find out what that something is." Allison insists, causing Brietta to gape at the older girl. "Seriously? Do you have a death wish?" Brietta violently whispers as another branch snaps. 
⠀⠀"You just said that it could be other people," Allison points out, and Brietta narrows her eyes slightly, "Don't use my words against me, Argent."
⠀⠀"Don't worry, it's probably nothing," Allison assures , taking a few steps toward the noise.
⠀⠀"Well, what if that nothing is something, and that something is dangerous?" Lydia wonder, her words coming out with the speed of light. Peter Hale pops into Brietta's mind and her back instantly steels.
⠀⠀"Shoot it," Allison shrugs, taking a few more steps toward the noise.
 ⠀⠀"With what?" Brietta scoffs, "Lydia's pumps?"
⠀⠀"You are not hitting anything with my pumps!"
⠀⠀"God," Brietta grunts, walking up to Allison and giving her back her bow, "I'll check it out, okay?"
⠀⠀Before the other girls can react, Brietta impulsively heads toward the source of the noise. Regret starts to creep in as soon as she puts enough distance between herself and Allison and Lydia to be out of earshot. She nervously scans the surrounding trees, a sudden chill prickling her skin. Stopping abruptly, she closes her eyes, attempting to hone in on the sounds around her. 
⠀⠀Silence.
⠀⠀Convinced it must have been a harmless squirrel, she desperately clings to that thought, hoping to calm the rising unease in her gut.
⠀⠀However, when she opens her eyes, her heart almost bursts out of her chest.
⠀⠀"Scott," Brietta sighs as she grasps at her chest, trying to calm her viciously beating heart, "I'd kill you for scaring me if I wasn't having trouble breathing."
⠀⠀Scott frowns and steps towards her, "I didn't mean to scare you. Sorry."
⠀⠀"No, it's okay," Brietta shakes her head, even though her heart was still beating faster than she thought was natural, "Why are you stalking me?"