Book 1
Not all love stories have happy endings.
"It's me, it's me Stiles...your best friend." Brooklyn's stepbrother Scott returns to live with them and from then, her whole world turns upside down. Her life is suddenly filled with werewolves and th...
Derek pulls Brooklyn off of Scott and Melissa is too confused and shocked to say anything. "Give me that," he says, reading through the letter. "Do any of you kids know where Stiles could have gone?" He asks Everyone.
"I hope you help them figure this out because I'm late for my shift," Melissa kisses Brooklyn on her forehead and rushes out of the door.
"Uh, you aren't that much older than us to be calling us kids," Lydia tells Derek, "Unless... wait how old are you? Actually, I think it's better if you don't answer that.
He gives her a sarcastic smile and walks over to Brooklyn, "Now listen, I don't really like Stilinski. But due to the fact, he has saved my life before, and the fact that you guys care about this kid, I'm going to help you find him. But the Mccalls are making that hard, aren't they? Why don't you guys leave the fighting for after we save Stiles."
"I am extremely sorry, Brook... now let's get our best friend back," Scott responds.
They all sit in silence until Allison speaks, "Lydia! You're a banshee."
"I'm aware," Lydia answers.
"Yeah- no, but you could find him. Like sense where he is or you should have visions right?"
"Great idea," Scott says.
Lydia closes her eyes and lays on her back on the couch. She starts to feel something and whispers, "Stiles."
She then feels something tight on her wrists and ankles, causing her to gasp and sit up. Only she isn't on the couch anymore, instead, she is back where Theo had kidnapped her.
She's in a chair from where she was kidnapped, alone somewhere deep in the woods, "It's dark... and quiet-"
"Quiet?" Brooklyn's eyes widen and all eyes are on her.
"You need to save me..." Lydia states.
"Stiles wants to be saved?" Isaac asks, confused.
"No. It's where Lydia was saved. Where I saved Stiles. He wrote, "without you saving me," he doesn't want me saving him this time. He also wrote that he wants to die peacefully, somewhere-".
"Quiet," adds Lydia before she opens her eyes.
"I know where he is."
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Stiles wakes up to the sound of cars beeping at each other and sits back in the front seat. he curses under his breath at all the noise and decided to drive to a quiet and peaceful place. The place where many bad events have happened, but the place that brings him comfort. The woods. Leaving his jeep parked beside the shed, he reaches under his seat to reveal his father's gun. Taking it, he walks into the shed and down the ladder that creaks with each step. The only source of light down there is coming from the single window.
Stiles places one finger on the trigger and points it to his head, hesitant. His hands trembling and sweaty, as he takes a deep breath, "One... two... th-"
He stutters, closing his eyes before he hears, "No!" He opens his eyes and sees himself pointing the gun at his face.
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As he stares into his own eyes, he realises the voice is deep and demonic just the Nogitsune. "Don't do this, Sssstiles," he growls.
"Why? Afraid to die? Well, I'm not." Before Stiles can focus and squeeze the trigger, Void aims the gun up. The loud noise echoes through the room but Stiles' grip on the gun stays firm. The Nogitsune doesn't look like Stiles anymore, instead, he looks angry,
"WE are not dying, not today!"
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I'm not sure anyone is actually reading to the end, are you?
