Brother |TW x TVD x TO

six

it's short but better than nothing? hopefully enjoy ig? sorry it took more than a year 

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It was terrifying.

Klaus was right those all weeks ago, Stiles was worse. It still wasn't known how he had escaped. While the pack was hated for the loose ripper, the real threat roamed around and killed more than the original ripper. Some thought it to be Stefan still, others knew it to be false. Stiles killed over half the town.

Stefan laughed at each kill.

Klaus felt haunted. His ex was a monster, an animal, and he couldn't do anything as people died under his watch. He was willing to change, always has been, stiles admired that about the hybrid. That's why when the animal slaughtered, he felt sick, for he breathed dead people's air.

The pack tried to find and stop it. Stiles wasn't human to them anymore, even if they had no idea it was Stiles to begin with.

That is what had led them to this moment, on their knees, absolutely begging for mercy or a quick death; whichever was more probable to happen.

Sadly for them, neither were an option. Stiles laughed.

The tall trees surrounding them, and doing nothing to hide the Scooby Doo gang 2.0, swayed in the strong wind as the laughter became more and more like a cackle of a psychopath. Kai would be proud. Maybe Nik too, if he weren't so afraid.

"You think, that after what you did, you deserve an option?"

The pack winced, but said nothing as they were awaiting their now clear fate; consisting of a long painful death, if death even dares to kiss their soul, in fear of being too fast.

Stiles tutted, "you did, didn't you?"

Scott nodded, "If you think you can scare us, you're wrong."

"Speak for yourself, you asshole!"

Stiles snorted. It made him sound human. He cast his eyes down to the ground as Scott and one of his betas started murmuring an argument. When he looked up, he sighed.

"Not afraid of me, huh? You know Scott, that makes me really sad." It sounded so fake and innocent, Lydia had to throw up.

"Lesson number one, Scottie, always and I mean always believe me, or at least listen to me."

Scott huffed.

Theo snorted.

"Lesson number two. Listen to your scared and screaming banshee. She's right too, you know?" Not even a full second after the last word, Theo was killed.

Scott looked at Stiles in disbelief.

"He always did annoy me. Also gave me a weird vibe. I mean, I guess we'll never find out why now, but.... eh who cares about him?"

"I did," Scott said, tears streaming down his face. Stiles pouts; "ahww... I'm sorry Scottie!"

"No you're not."

"True, but... no you're right." Stiles giggled.

Malia swallowed, before she could say anything Stiles answered her unspoken question; "Yes I did care at one point. But you see, you hurt me. Broke me even.... Just kidding, you guys weren't that high up my ass. I turned half my emotions off. That's why I'm like this."

"Corrupt?" Lydia asked.

Stiles leaned in close to her face, their noses touching. "Free," he whispered.

She looked terror-stricken.

Stiles laughed again when he moved back, "this, is what you're supposed to be feeling Scott. At least, what you should admit you're feeling."

Scott doesn't say anything for a moment. "Why?"

Stiles sighs again, "you still don't get it, huh? Okay. Your body and your soul belong to the dead, you little mutt. Anyone would be terrified of me, but you don't even want to admit it because of your idiotic pride that brought you to your knees in the first place, the one thing that causes your body and soul to belong to those sinners who defied me long before you did. Do you get it now?"

"He does," Kira quickly answered for him.

"Learn to speak when asked, Kira."

Kira bows her head in shame, "I apologise."

"Good. Now die," Stiles almost asks.

Five seconds later, Scott counted, she fell limp; dead.

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i didnt check for errors, sorry