A World In Need

Chapter Thirty Four

No POV

The only scream was Sophia's as the others watched her emperor fall to the floor. Had she really cared about his fate that much to care whether he lived or died.

"You killed him!" She screamed at Isaac, slowly walking over to him as she pointed an accusing finger,"and he helped you do it!" She then pointed at Stiles who was still unconscious.

Isaac looked completely worn out, the only probable guess was that somehow the magic that was in the pipe was a lot to handle and he had to use a lot of personal strength to control it.

"It's over Sophia. Accept that you've lost." Liam spoke as he moved to help Isaac stand on his feet.

She was fuming with anger as she turned around to glare at each and every one of the people standing around her.

"This is only the beginning. You hear me?! You will rue the day that you messed with us. You will wish you were dead when I'm done with you. You will-"

Then she quite literally exploded. Everyone ducked to avoid the blood that was splattering everywhere, but no one seemed to have been quick enough to do so.

At least one part of everyone's clothing had been stained, and when they looked around to see who had done that, everyone gasped.

Gaylor had been standing behind Isaac and Liam holding was could only be described as a cannon.

Then he aimed it at Stiles.

They were quick to rush in front of the unconscious form to protect Gaylor from doing something he would further come to regret.

"He's innocent!" Isaac yelled as he threw his hands out to the side as blocked Stiles from the middle.

"Innocent. Surely you must be joking. I knew that he was unstable. I knew, and yet I still let him on the team. Trust me, I'm doing you guys a favor by not letting him hurt anyone else."

The former rangers were all in shock. Stiles hadn't hurt anyone. He wasn't going to hurt anyone. Not if any of them could help it.

"I know he's your friend, but the magic inside of him will grow. It will keep growing, and it will keep consuming him until one day, he isn't him anymore. Let me finish the job you were supposed to do and get rid of the remaining evil in this world."

Allison stepped forward to be only a couple feet away from him and started him directly in the eye with a murderous glare.

"Stiles is not evil, let me start there. Now, if what you're saying is true and one day the magic consumes him, then we will deal with that when the time comes, and if he needs to be put down then we will make that call. Erica, Liam, Isaac, me, and Stiles. Not you. You don't get to decide who lives and who dies. Especially not when you almost let us die by taking away the suits and the weapons when we needed them the most. Get out of here Gaylor. Or I will make you leave. It's your choice, but at least if you leave willingly, you won't be missing an arm."

Her team stood behind her in absolute shock at the words coming out of her mouth. Not that they weren't thinking them, but she was probably the only one that would've actually been able to get them out.

"You are making the biggest mistake of your lives."

That was the last thing he said before suddenly he disappeared in a cloud of smoke, or fog would be the better word, but they would both work equally fine.

"How is he?" Allison asked as she turned to face the others who quickly wiped the looks of shock off of their face.

"Still alive if that's what you mean. I don't know, he isn't responding."

If any of them knew anything, than they knew that this wasn't a good thing. He should've at least been responsive.

"Hey, let's just get him home, and then we can figure everything out from there." Liam suggested, and when the rest of them nodded, they all helped to lift Stiles onto Isaac's back and they started their trek back to their apartment.

Only, none of them even thought about what to do when they told Lydia about what had just happened. If anyone was the protective mother of their group, it was definitely Lydia, and it wasn't going to be fun explaining how Stiles was completely unresponsive because he infused a pipe with magic to help Isaac stab the leader of an entire monster race.

Wow.

That just sounded like absolute nonsense.

Was that what their life was at this point? Nonsense?

Maybe, but at least they were managing it as they went. It's only a miracle that none of them have died yet.

Wait, let's rephrase that.

Let's just say that none of them have stayed dead for longer than a minute. That's definitely the better way to say it.

"Maybe we should tell Stiles to lay off of the donuts. I swear, I'm carrying a box of cement." Isaac complained jokingly to try and lighten the mood, but it wasn't working.

Sure, they had won, but in the end,  had they actually lost? If Stiles manages to recover, how's he going to come to terms with the fact that he just technically murdered someone. If Sophia actually was a someone.

That was going to haunt him, and there wasn't anything that any of them could do to help him come to terms with that.

How had he even handled the fact that his girlfriend was the one trying to murder him this whole time.

Also, Isaac had gone completely feral these past couple of weeks, and Allison's anger has been completely out of check. Not to mention that Liam and Erica have grown more afriad of what could be closest to them to even function normally.

"Good. You guys are home," they heard as the elevator doors opened to reveal Lydia and Jackson standing there,"wait, why is Stiles unconscious?"

A/N: Haven't done one of these in a long while, but this marks the second to last chapter. The next chapter will be the last with maybe the exception of an epilogue.

I also thought I should thank each and every one of you because this story just reached 19 thousand reads which is insane.

Thank you to all of you.

- Kayla