Chaos at the Safe Haven

~TWO~

Thomas was in a basement. It was dark. There's a girl. She's on the ground with a boy towering over her with a drill, threatening to put it through her head. "Malia!" Thomas yells and tries to move, but finds that he can't.

"What is happening to me?"

"What is happening to us?"

Thomas turns around sharply to find a figure at the door. "Who are you?"

The figure chuckled. He walked into the light. Thomas's eyes widened as he looked at the decaying mummy. "Are we really doing this again, Stiles?"

Pain shot through Thomas's head as memories started to flood in. A night in the woods looking for a body with a boy. The boy is Scott. His best friend was Scott. A giant lizard is holding a hand up to a redheaded girl. No, a strawberry blonde girl. Her name is Lydia. The lizard, the lizard is Jackson. Flashes of a curly-blond blonde boy, a blonde girl, and a muscular black boy go through his head. Isaac, Erica, and Boyd, Thomas's memory supplies. A smiling girl flashes through her head before being replaced by her dead body. Allison. A blonde boy with razor-sharp fangs and gold eyes. Liam. A handsome black-haired, green-eyed man was glaring at him. Thomas's mind gave him more images of the man. Of Derek. Derek smirking at him. Derek leaving. Derek coming back. Cuddling together. Kissing one another

Thomas clutched his head and screamed. No, his name's not Thomas. It's Stiles Stilinski. And the thing standing in front of him was the Nogitsune.

"You're dead," Stiles whispered. The Nogitsune laughed. "Not dead, merely starving. Don't worry, Stiles, you'll feed me soon enough. "

"Never," Stiles spat at him. "Never again."

The Nogitsune walked up to him and gripped him by the shoulders, pulling him up and walking him to the door. "Yes, you will, Stiles. You'll eventually let me in. " The Nogitsune pulled Stiles through the door, which landed them on a cliff overlooking the Safe Haven. "And when you do, we'll burn this place to the ground." The Nogitsune pushed Stiles off the cliff.

Thomas woke up gasping for breath. He sat up and looked around wildly. His head was hurting from all the memories that kept going through his mind. Thomas laid back down. He's no longer Stiles. Stiles is gone, along with everyone he's known. He has a new family. A new identity. A new home and a fresh start. The Nogitsune couldn't get him here. It was just a bad dream.

But Thomas knew all that was a lie. Something is going to happen in his peaceful new life. And Thomas knew he would never forget these newly acquired memories. Especially not the ones with the beautiful green eyes.