void stiles x Stiles Imagines

my time (void stiles/stiles stilinski)

Biting your lip, you relentlessly tugged against the binds that held your wrists down. Through your hazy mind and your racing heart, you tried to think rationally. Tried to remember the last thing that happened before you woke up here.

You were surrounded in darkness, and while it scared you, you couldn’t be distracted by anything. But, it also meant that you had no idea where you were. You didn’t know if you were alone, or if there was someone in the room with you, who just happened to be really good at being silent. 

You could almost feel the chair you’d been sat in shaking from your jittery movements. And it wasn’t like you could scream or cry out for a help, since whoever had taken you had taped your mouth shut. You couldn’t think straight, and even though you couldn’t see anything, it felt like the entire world was spinning. Your head hurt, a lot and it almost felt like you were going to throw up. Sweat covered your entire body almost like a blanket, as you gripped the wooden arm chairs, digging your nails into it.

Think. You needed to think. 

Swallowing the lump in your throat, you shut your eyes. You twisted them, scrunching your face in focus. You reeled through your mind, trying to remember what had happened. Maybe if you knew how you’d gotten here, it could help you escape. And maybe, you just wanted to know who’d taken you and why.

Then, you remembered. It all came crashing onto you. Your eyes widened, your breath halting. That’s right. You’d been at Scott’s house, and you and the rest of the pack had finally managed to catch Stiles, or rather, Void Stiles. The two had separated, somehow, and the last thing you remembered before your memory went blank was seeing Stiles appear before you, a twisted smirk on your face.

Only thing was, it hadn’t been Stiles. Unlike what you’d probably hoped before he knocked you out. It had been the nogitsune, wearing Stiles body.

The reality slapped you in the face - Void Stiles. Void Stiles had kidnapped you.

“I see you’ve remembered,” a voice echoed, making you gasp. Your body went rigid at the sound of his voice, tensing even further. You tried to look in the direction you’d thought his voice had come from, but it was too dark to see anything.

Then a light flashed on above you, and your eyes squinted at the sudden bright light. When you opened them again, Stiles was before you, hands on either of yours and his face inches from yours. You stopped breathing for a moment, staring up at what looked like your boyfriend with panic in your gaze. And even though you knew it wasn’t him, you couldn’t help yourself. “S-Stiles?”

Void Stiles smiled, almost condescendingly, and shook his head. You flinched when he reached out with one hand, touching your cheek softly. “No,” he sighed, “try again.”

Your eyes darkened. “Void.”

“Bingo,” he smirked.

Taking a deep breath, you pushed back your fear and stared up at the nogitsune with anger in your eyes. You struggled against your restraints, snarling your lip. “What do you want from me?” You asked, glaring. “Why did you bring me here?”

“It’s not something I want from you,” Void said, pushing back from you. You watched him with guarded eyes. “Per-say.” He added, turning his head to smirk at you.

“Then what?” You questioned, shrugging your shoulders frustrated. “I’m not… not anything. I can’t help you…”