To Dwell In Nightmares and Dreams

How Is It Different?

The bodies lying on the floor when he got back to the hall were not surprising to him at all. Though it felt like a long time he did in fact remember what he'd left behind.

He glanced coldly at the bodies as he made his way hurriedly to Alicia and said to the last body "I told you they'd forsake you"

Tony was it?

Mmm, he couldn't remember.

Stiles bent down next to Alicia who thankfully was still breathing however her string that only he could see was getting fainter.

There was no more time.

Please work!

Stiles put the flash to her lips, gently tipping the contents into her mouth.

For a couple of minutes nothing happened.

All there was was silence and his own pleading thoughts.

Then her string started to glow and become stronger and her breathing became stronger.

Stiles felt his heart soar up into the sky.

Yes!

Her eyes fluttered open.

"Grand Master?"

Stiles chuckled with relief and happiness and he replied "I think I've told you not to call me that before"

"M-Mieczyslaw?"

She suddenly gasped, shooting into a sitting position.

"The drunk, it was poison, I-I drank it. How can I be-"

Suddenly the door slammed open and two people ran into the wall, horrified gasps reached their lips as they stared at the bodies on the floors.

Stiles knew that they were part of the council and that means...

He didn't hesitate and his anger bloated and exploded out of him.

They were part of this!

Soon he had the werewolves struggling for breath in the air, his magic strangling them.

"Nice of you to join us" He sneered.

"W-we had nothing to do with this" One of the werewolves gasped out.

"We wanted to warn you but we were ordered not too. Though I regret that now, you killed him! He warned you" The other one growled out while choking, she looked younger than other alive werewolf and was staring at one of the werewolves bodies.

"His name was Tony right? He trusted in the wrong people, that's all" He replied coldly.

Despite what they were saying, the way their eyes was flashing amber and blue, his magic squeezed them tighter.

Those eyes.

Why couldn't he get them out of his head even now?

"Mieczyslaw! No!"

Alicia suddenly stood in front of him, her body shielding the wolves. Stiles eyes narrowed as he said through through gritted teeth "What are you doing?" 

"They may be apart of the council but they haven't done anything wrong, they weren't part of this. They're telling the truth, surely you can see that!" 

"Werewolves don't tell the truth, all they do is lie and deceive you!" 

Alicia closed eyes for a second and took a deep breath as if she was readying herself for something then she finally said "A sorcerer torchured you for months on the end, how come you don't hate other sorcerers?"

"T-thats-thats different" He retorted without thinking.

"How!?" She snapped back. 

She knew she was going too far, he was the grand master after all but she couldn't let him go on like this!

Stiles opened his mouth to answer, to say anything back, to prove that this was different yet...no words came to mind, instead a picture of a crying face fell into his mind and he couldn't stop it. 

Daisy.