🥀Blood & Roses 🥀

Chapter 13

I looked at Selene with curious eyes as I sat in the high back velvet chair resting my head in my hand. Marcus was alive. Could that mean that William is back as well? They were immortal beings after all...it shouldn't be that much of a surprise if they were.

Marcus, William, and Stiles were brothers. Marcus and William were twins and Stiles was their older brother. Everyone knows the tale of how the first vampire and first werewolf came to be. Marcus was bitten by bat and William was bitten by wolf. But the story of the first hybrid came to be...was never told.

The story begins when Stiles gets bit by both bat and wolf. After splitting up with his brothers...Stiles is chased into a dark cave by a large snarling grey wolf. Inside the cave he is attacked by a swarm of bats. He runs out of the cave covered in small bite marks and comes face-to-face with the large wolf. Stiles didn't have time to react when the wolf lunged at him and bit him on the shoulder. Now usually...the bite of a werewolf turns one into a werewolf. But Stiles...had already been by bat moments earlier. But because of the Corvinus strain in his blood. The bite of the wolf mixed with the bites from the bats turned him...into the being he is today.

Stiles' pain was far worse than that of his brothers. For his initial transformation into the werewolf and vampire began before his transformation into the hybrid. His werewolf form was silver with pure white eyes. Similar in appearance to his brother William's werewolf appearance only slightly larger in comparison. Nothing else was different other than their size. And Stiles ability to revert back to his human form at will whenever he wanted much like the Lycan generation had been able to that came after them centuries later.

His vampire form was much like Marcus' only more bestial than the twin's form. Stiles' vampire form appeared to be much more bat-like and monstrous than Marcus'; whose vampire form was bat-like and monstrous already. Stiles' vampire fangs were numerous and lined the inside of his mouth that he used to drain his victims of their blood. His wings were giant but flexible enough to be used as weapons and prehensile limb.

But the most painful transformation of all was the one that turned him into the hybrid. His bones that had broken to allow the transformation into werewolf and vampire were broken once more. He grew larger than his werewolf form and more monstrous than his vampire form. His face was wolf-like with fangs of the vampire and ears of a bat. His claws were that of a werewolf but his wings were of the vampire. The sclera of his eyes became pitch black but his irises glowed bright platinum white with a twinge of electric blue.

He could stand in the sun and move faster than even a vampire could comprehend. His wings retractable like his claws. He had tremendous control over both forms that could bring out the claws of the werewolf and the wings of the vampire at will of wanted to. He was a force to be reckoned with. And one that was without physical weaknesses. But Stiles was not without weaknesses. He had them. Very small weaknesses that proved to be very large vulnerabilities. His family and loved ones. Stiles was a very compassionate and emotional person. Mainly one that expressed the emotion of rage more often than not, but an emotional person nonetheless. Seen when he took Selene under his wing after Viktor slaughtered her family and tried to kill her as well.

Selene was practically Stiles' sister. They loved one another but it was a platonic relationship that only evolved beyond sibling-like love. Perhaps even stronger. Their bond was much more powerful than the bond of siblings. For...it was Stiles who turned Selene into Enhanced Vampire-Corvinus Strain Hybrid. She was his progeny. His only creation. The only other person like him. The two were inseparable until they met Scott.

Scott was a slave to Viktor. Viktor hated Lycans but relished in the idea of using them as slaves. So he captured them only killed ones who were insubordinate to his rule. Scott...was one of the ones who were insubordinate. And it was when Stiles and Selene rescued Scott alongside Marcus and William when the war with Viktor began. The war to end all wars. The Blood War. Scott became the leader and Alpha of the Lycans when he rebelled against Viktor and took back his home. To this day Scott is their Alpha. Scott may be the last Lycan alive but he still is an Alpha in the honor of his species and those who came before him.

Scott became very good friends with William as the two shared a special bond with one another giving they were werewolves. Scott was the last of the first-generation of Lycans and William was the first of the werewolves. When battle plans were created those two were nearly always paired with each other with their combined forces of Lycans and Werewolves; their raw strength was far stronger than when they were alone.

Stiles, Marcus, and Selene stayed with the legions of vampires to take the battles to the heart of their targets while Scott and William tore their opponents defenses to pieces. Battles were always seemed like a game of chess to Stiles. Attack your opponent with a strategy that they couldn't counter. Destroy the defenses and rid the playing field of heavy hitters. Which were mainly Lycans that were too afraid to go against Viktor. But no matter what kind of a tactic that was used...Stiles always had a way to counter them.

Stiles was largely seen as a massive threat due to his physical aspects. Though usually covered up by layers of heavy protective armor on the battlefield or in luxurious black leather clothed resembling the gothic Victorian era. Underneath all that was the body that was akin to that of the Greek hero, Heracles. After being transformed by the bat and wolf, his muscle structure became near god-like. It wasn't overwhelming or over-the-top but it was enough to question whether or not going against him was a good idea or not. But Stiles biggest weapon in his arsenal was his intelligence. He liked to use it while everyone else acted physically. And it always ended in triumph for centuries...

...Until the sudden deaths of Marcus and William at the hands of Viktor. Their deaths took a toll on everyone. And each grieved in their own ways. Scott and the wolves snapped and fueled by bloodlust. Selene started avenging their deaths by causing the deaths of thousands within Viktor's army. But for Stiles...it was like he had his soul torn apart. His unbearable pain...caused him to snap. Something that was never seen before by anyone. Not even Selene. His long...loud, gut-wrenching scream of agony carried throughout the battlefield. Making the battle go silent as everyone on Viktor's side turned to look at the hybrid expecting to see his demise only to feel an immense and imminent threat to their entire existence as they gazed their eyes upon the being of legend. Stiles...The First Hybrid...in his true form...a look of insatiable bloodlust in his glistening eyes. Fueled by raw unbridled fury and rage. Stiles tore Viktor's army to absolute shreds. So much so that all that was left of their bodies were piles of mangled flesh and blood. Limbs were flying. Hearts were crushed. Heads were split in two by the hybrid's bare bloodied hands. At the beginning of the battle, Viktor's army was totaled to be 6,000 men. But after Stiles' rage-induced bloodbath...all that was left of the army...were a couple of vampires, two Lycans, and Viktor.

The vampires were ripped to pieces Selene. The two remaining Lycans stood no chance against a rage-filled, emotionally unstable...and currently massively pissed off Scott. Stiles had never seen such raw strength from a Lycan before. When he watched Scott throttle both Lycans throats. One Lycan in each hand. And proceeded to forcibly and violently rip their lupine heads from their shoulders with enough speed and force that their spinal chords were ripped out along with the heads...still attached. Leaving nothing but a meat suit of two incredibly dead Lycans to fall to the ground in pools of their own blood. Scott's arms drenched in their blood...the visceral and gruesome deed by his clawed hands. That wasn't what sent a shiver up and down Stiles' own bloodstained body. No...it was fanged smirk that Scott gave after the deed was finished. A smirk that entailed...that he enjoyed it. And would do it again...only next time...would be a hell of a lot worse. And the that's exactly what he and Stiles did to Viktor...when he slew Selene.

But now Selene...stands before him. In the arms of her Lycan lover. Alive. And with news...that Marcus has returned. If Marcus had returned that could only mean one thing...the possibility of Viktor being back...is a lot greater than Stiles would like it to be.

"Fuck." Stiles stated.