Toxic love- stiles stilinski

Because I care

There was no sign of stiles. Not even a trace. The only thing left was his jeep. My heart sank, I couldn't live without him; I know Scott couldn't either. That's why we were so determined. We ran to his car, I had a spare key so I was able to open it. We picked up his scent and went on our way. We needed all the help we could get. We ran until we couldn't smell him anymore. Me and Scott looked at each-other confused, I couldn't understand who would have taken him. Why would they want to?

Parrish and sherif stilinski arrived too. Scott sighed. "What?" Sherif stilinski said sounding insulted by Scott's huff. "Oh erm, no offence what are you doing here?" Scott said in a quiet tone. "So my own son goes missing and I have to leave it to a couple of teenagers? No way that's not happening." Sherif said. "Well, we've traced anywhere he could be but there's just no sign of him." Scott said frowning. Scott edged a few feet forward before tripping and smacking his head on the floor. I lifted him up before pushing leaves out of the way, a hatch that seemed to lead underground was wedged open. I looked up at Parrish who was just staring at it in astonishment. "How did we not notice that?" He questioned. "I don't know but who's going down their first?" I asked. Scott looked at me, with an ambitious look in his eyes.

"Oh no your not." I said pulling him back. All eyes locked on to Parrish apart from mine. "And he's not going down there first either." They all looked at me confused. "I am." I said opening the latch. They all jumped in after me.

Down in the tunnel, it was dark and gloomy. It was humid. We all climbed down before we heard the latch shut from the wind. I could tell by sheriffs face he was terrified, but he chose to stay quiet. "What way do we go first?" Scott asked. "I don't know, it's best if we don't split up, we don't know who's down here." I replied.
We all walked to the left first. But it came to a dead end soon enough. Scott huffed before turning around making us all walk in the other direction. Scott's shoulders were slumped down, I could tell by his posture he was worried about stiles just as much as I was, he's been his best friend for as long as I can remember. I walked further forward and put my arm around Scott, resting my hand on his shoulder. "We will find him, don't you worry about that." I said looking straight ahead. He nodded and carried on walking.

We turned round a corner to see a bright light, followed by distant screams. Me and Scott knew who's screams they were. Me and Scott took off flying down the tunnel. Parrish and the sherif not to far behind. I could see that Scott already shifted, but somehow I couldn't. Before we got to the entrance, we heard 2 voices, deep, dark and very quiet.

I peaked my head around the corner to see a box with green gas coming out of it, 2 people who were tall and wore metallic masks over their faces, making it unable to see who they are.

In the box I could see stiles's face, he was blacked out at this point. They stood there observing. I turned around to see a terrified look on Parrish's face.

"D-Dread doctors." He muttered. Scott's face shot around looking at him directly in the eyes.
"If we don't get him out of there now it'll kill him!" Scott said frantically looking around.

"I need you to shift y/n!" Scott said grabbing my arm. "I don't know how to yet Scott, I've only been a wolf for a week." I stuttered.

"Anger." Stilinski added. We all turned around to face him. He smirked knowing it was the right idea. "Okay so you need to piss me off basically?" I added.

"Well yeah that's the whole point." Parrish replied. Scott poked me in the face. "Ow what was that for?" I asked. "To piss you off..." Scott said. Everyone looked at him, they knew that wouldn't work. "Your dad was a nice lad." Sherif added. "Shame he left... why do you think that?" Everyone's eyes shot at stilinski.

"Man that don't make me angry that just hurts." I said laughing. "Yeah well maybe your little boyfriend in there is going to die." Parrish said. "And we all know who's fault that's going to be." Scott replied, pointing his finger in my face. Okay so now I was angry. "And when he dies, who's going to get the blame, huh?" Sherif stilinski added. "You know I already lost my wife, it's selfish you would do that too me."

With that I got angry. My eyes turned yellow.
I was about to pounce at sherif when Scott shoulder barged me into the room with the strange creatures. Instantly, my anger fixated on them, cause me to jump towards their metallic faces. I jumped on the one closest, ripping his mask off. Scott jumped over me and ripped his face clean off.

I was about to turn around when I felt a sharp pain in my stomach. I look down to see a sword sticking out of my stomach. I fell backwards, pushing it further into my body, I screamed out in agony. I felt Scott's hands touch my face, taking the pain away easily, I find it crazy how he could do that for me. The next person came walking forward before hearing Parrish scream my name. I looked over, with tears in my eyes too see him standing near the entrance of the room. The dread doctor still came edging towards me and Scott. Then I saw a flame, that flame was Parrish, his clothes burnt off and he grew fangs and claws just like us; the only difference being he was on fire.

I knew he was lying to me about not being supernatural. I could see the orange tint In his eyes, shining brighter than the flames on his body. With what strength I had left I pulled my head up too see a clearer view of what was going on. Parrish jumped at him, pushing him towards the floor. The doctor fought back, even putting up more a fight than all of us. To defend his friend, Scott leaped at the dread doctor, but he was wiped out with a swing of his metallic fist. Scott hit the wall, letting out a Yelp of pain. I felt useless, but the pain hurt so bad.

Parrish was on the floor, trying to move away. But the dread doctor pinned him to the floor. I couldn't afford to lose anyone, so I picked up the strength and raised to my feet, emotion took over, I wasn't going to watch my best friend get killed. Stilinski took shoots towards the dread doctors but soon enough ran out of bullets. The doctors hands gripped around Jordan's throat, squeezing tighter and tighter. I felt the adrenaline kicking in. I grabbed the handle of the sword on my back and pulled it, to the point I let out an agonising scream. Tears ran down the side of my face, as I continued to pull even more.

After a final pull, it flew out, crashing to the floor. The dread doctor turned around, to see me standing there, staring at him with my fluorescent yellow eyes. The attention came off Parrish and onto me, they made a big mistake taking their eyes off their opponent.

With quick instincts, Parrish jumped to his feet. Kicking the doctor over, and ripping his head off in anger, he wouldn't calm down, not until I ran over to him. "Parrish it's okay, their dead now, please just calm down." I said with a panic in my voice. His eyes shot at me before turning back to their emerald green colour. He took in a deep breathe before falling to the floor, stilinski caught him before gently laying him on the floor. He used every bit of strength that Im grateful for, even Scott too.

I ran over to this locked up freezer with green fumes coming out of it. I could see in the glass stiles's face. I pulled on the metal handle, but it wouldn't come lose, I kept trying to the point it let out anger and frustration, I feared I wouldn't be able to get him out, tears in my eyes form, and I let them run down my cheek.

Scott ran over, pulling me to the side and grabbing the handle of the door. He roared in anger as he ripped the door off, throwing it across the room. Sherrif stilinski ran over, lifting stiles out of the confined space. He layed him on the floor and tried to wake him up but nothing was working.

I crawled over and placed my hand on his cheek, and with that single touch, he opened his eyes.