Something's Gotta Give (Fox At Heart Sequel)

When Nightmares Become Reality

"Your Dad's going to be okay Stiles!"

"Stiles!"

"Listen to me!"

"Stiles!"

Kyle?

Kyle was shouting something at him.

Something important.

"Your Dads going to be okay! Stiles!"

His voice sounded a little clearer but there wasn't just urgency in there but fear as well?

His vision slowly became clearer, focusing in on front of him.

His Dad was going to be okay?

What happened too...?

Suddenly flashes of images of his Dad lying on the ground breathing heavily.

Stiles felt his rapid heart beat spike up again but Kyle's words came back to him.

His Dad was...okay?

Kyle was sitting on the ground, there was blood dripping from his face. Deep claw marks spread across his cheek.

Wait, what had happened to Kyle?!

Stiles looked around for the attacker but as he did so he finally noticed his surroundings.

Terror gripped him.

Liam was lying against a tree, a nasty gash to his head, he looked very pale.

Then he also saw, Derek? What was Derek doing here?

Derek was also unconscious, his breathing laboured. Some blood poured from his stomach.

Lydia was still conscious, but she was also on the ground, she was cringing in pain. Stiles realised with horror that one of her legs was completely bent the wrong way.

Peter was...

Wait a second, Peter?!

He realised then with shock that both Peter and Cora were here...

They also were unconscious. Claw marks were ripped across Peter's face. Cora was lying against a tree like Liam.

Stiles also suddenly saw Chris Argent, also lying unconscious on the ground, he thankfully didn't seem to be pouring any blood.

Then...

He saw Scott.

Scott was bending over someone, there was blood dripping down his arm and his shoulders but he didn't take notice of that.

He was, Stiles realised in the same position he had been over his father. He was trying to stop the blood flow, muttering something under his breath.

"Please, hang in there, please, Kira!"

Kira?!

What had happened to her, what had happened to them all?!

"Stiles?!"

Kyle had his hands out in a surrender gesture. He was regarding Stiles warily.

"You in there?"

At first Stiles didn't understand the question, of course he-

But then he caught sight of his own hands.

They were coated in and dripping with blood.

No...

No.

This-this had to be some sort of nightmare!

He stumbled backwards. 

"Stiles-" Kyle started to say, sounding like he was trying to be ease his worries or maybe even brush all this away.

"This-this is all my fault isn't it?" Stiles said shakily.

Kyle didn't reply, looking at him with sympathy .

Stiles knees buckled underneath him and his chest heaved.

He throw up on to the ground, choking on his own sick.

"You weren't responsive when Scott got to you. He moved you over to the forest and called us over but then...you attacked us"

Kyle added pleadingly "Your Dad was hurt, this isn't your-"

"No!" Stiles snapped, his hands running through his hair in a frantic motion "No, no, don't say that, don't say that!"

He curled up a little, shutting his eyes, wishing this was all a nightmare.

Tears poured down his cheeks. 

How could he do this?!

He forced his fist into his mouth, biting down on it, making sure he didn't scream like he so wanted too.

Kyle looked unsure what else to say, unsure how to comfort him but Stiles still didn't understand why Kyle would want to comfort him in the first place.

He would rather Kyle screaming at him, shouting at him, not this be this understanding!

Stiles eventually uncurled himself when he heard footsteps.

Deaton.

He as well was looking at him with pitying eyes and Stiles hated it.

Though he rushed over to Scott, leaning over to have a proper look at Kira.

"Will she be okay?" Stiles couldn't help but ask helplessly.

Deaton didn't answer after checking her he told Scott "Get her to my place quickly"

He turned to them and instead of talking to Stiles he told Kyle "Get Derek, he needs urgent attention as well"

Stiles had a feeling he was being purposely excluded not that he could blame Deaton for that.

Kyle picked up Derek with ease, giving Stiles a look of sorrow as he did so.

"They'll be alright, right?!" Stiles pleaded again.

Though once again, Deaton didn't answer.

I'm starting work soon so I won't have time to reply currently to the comments on my previous chapter but I'll do that later on today after work.  I also have a holiday coming up soon and not sure what my internet connection will be like so if my next update takes a while that will be why, at the most it'll be two weeks before I can update again, sorry if that happens! Anyway Poor Stiles, 😅hope you all have had a good week!