Blissful Burn ➳ Stiles Stilinski [5]

Nightmares Become Reality

Kira and Lydia stood at the front gate trying to get someone to open up through the voice receiver.

"You guys gonna be okay in there?" Scott asked Stiles and I who were both against the jeep.

But a sumo wrestler could fit between the space we created. It doesn't match how distanced I actually feel from him.

That's what three sumo wrestlers would be for.

"Yeah. Why?" Stiles asked.

"Yes, Scott. Why?" I was becoming suspicious of his questioning.

"You just seem a little off."

"Me or Stiles?" I questioned.

"Both of you."

"I think we're all a little off," Stiles said.

Scott turned his head to Kira. "Maybe some of us more than others."

I shifted more interested now. "What happened?"

"When the other Chimera, Lucas, when he came after us, I heard Kira say something in Japanese."

Oh. That's not so bad.

"That doesn't sound too bad," Stiles justified.

Wait a second–"She doesn't know any Japanese," I said. She's mentioned it more than once.

Stiles looked at Scott trying to find the issue. "Still not terrible."

We both still refused to look at one another. Hey maybe if I leave again it will make it easier for Stiles to erase me from his memory. Bet he'd love that.

"I also think I might have stopped her from killing Lucas," he whispered because they were a few feet away from us.

"Okay," Stiles didn't sound appalled.

I didn't see the big deal either. We almost kill a lot of people. Hence the whole Tracy situation.

"Wasn't he trying to kill you, though? I mean, that just sounds like self-defence."

"It was more than that. I mean, she nearly took off his head."

I was about to speak but Stiles beat me to it. In a very argumentative tone. Okay recently he's been him but times a thousand. That's truly concerning.

"Maybe she had no choice. There's gotta be a point where self-defence is justified."

I finally looked at Stiles. I didn't disagree but there had to be something else going on. He'd always argued on the slightly more selfish side but it was more than that.

Scott finally turned to me. "You agree with him?"

"Hate to say it but I do," and to that Stiles rolled his eyes. "Scott a few days ago I wanted to rip Tracy limb from limb because I thought she'd hurt my Dad. Tracy killed her father and I still had the same feeling."

"But it's not her fault she–"

"That night what if she killed Lydia? Or me?" I interrupted. "Would you still be keen on saving her? And Lucas would have killed you too. Kira was about to kill a murderous asshole for you. Why aren't you focusing on that?"

"They're not the bad guys Skyler. They're the victims. We shouldn't be killing the people we're supposed to save."

Stiles stiffened looking away and I sighed folding my arms. "You'd still save Tracy if she killed me? Cause she almost did."

"She needed to be helped."

I was trying not to get annoyed with Scott. He made it hard with the whole calm tone. "If I killed her out of self-defence–or killed her like I intended to. Would you speak to me like I'm not a murderer?"