Chapter 9: You Did This...

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Scott's POV
"W-what does this mean?" Stiles asked, blood slwoly dripping down his head.
"I really don't know, I'll take a picture of it and show it to Deaton." I said as I pulled out my phone.
"What if there's someone after us?" He stuttered.
"Stiles, we've defeated a kanima, a pack of alphas, a darach, a nogitsune, berserkers and we even stopped the dead pool. I'm sure we can take on whoever did this." Stiles was about to reply when he suddenly stumbled backwards.
"Are you okay! There's a lot of blood coming from your head." I said as I steadied him.
"Yeh I-I ju-" he stuttered before he collapsed to the floor.
"Oh shit" I gasped.
I quickly listened to his heart beat to make sure he was okay. He was still breathing so he had probably just fainted or something. I picked him up and slowly lay him down in the back of the jeep. I couldn't take him to the hospital in case he healed, so I decided to take him to my house. My mum is a nurse after all.
Stiles Dream
I woke up on the cold woodland floor. My vision was blurry but I could just about make out where I was. I stood up and rubbed my eyes. As my eyes began to focus, I noticed someone lying on the floor in the distance with something stood over them so I ran over to see who it was. It was Scott, and standing over him was the white wolf I had seen in my dream.
"Oh my god, Scott!" I shouted. As I approached him, the white wolf disappeared.
Scott was covered in cuts and there was a huge bite mark on his chest.
"What the hell happened?" I asked as I applied pressure to the wound.
"Y-you did t-this." Y-you killed me Stiles. You're a m-monster!" He said as he took his final breath.
"Scott?...SCOTT!" I cried. But there was no reply.
Scott's POV
Stiles jumped up from the bed gasping for air.
"Are you okay?" I asked, as I jumped up from my chair.
"Yeah...just a bad dream. What happened? Why am I in your bed?" He said as he contemplated his surroundings. His body was trembling.
"Well, uh...do you remember seeing the symbol on the road?"
"Yeah but I don't remember what happened after that."
"You passed out a couple minutes after we went out to look. My mum said you must of had concussion from where you hit your head on the windscreen."
"I didn't even know werewolves could get concussion. Wait a minute...How long was I out?"
"About...12 hours I think."
"Really? What's the time?" He said as he stretched.'
"It's uh" I glanced at my watch. "It's 8:30am, I need to get ready for school."
Stiles shot out of the bed and asked "Can I borrow a shirt?"
"I don't think you should go to school toda-"
"Scott, I'm going to school. I'm fine, my head is healed." He said pointing to his head.
"I'm not even going to argue with you." I said as I threw him a shirt.
"Thank you! Oh yeah, I would really love a slice of toast." I glared at him as I walked out of the door.
"Thank you!" he shouted.
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Stiles looked tense as we drove in the jeep, he was probably still shaken up from the events of last night.
"So I forgot to ask, what did you dream about?"
"Oh...I uh- I just keep having these dreams about a white wolf, but last nights dream was different, the wolf killed someone. Usually the wolf just follows me and disappears before the dream ends."
"Who did it kill?"
"Um... I think it killed you."
"What do you mean you 'think' it killed me?"
"Well, when I went over to you, to see if you were okay, you told me that I had killed you. It was weird...really weird. Do you think it means something?"
"I don't know, we can go speak to Deaton after school if you want? I have to show him the picture from last night anyway."
"Okay, sounds good."
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After school me, Lydia, Stiles and Kira went to see Deaton. I told Lydia and Kira that they didn't need to come, but they insisted. I had told them about everything at school.
I showed the picture of the symbol to Deaton but he seemed just as confused as all of us.
"I'm still doing research on the symbol, I haven't found any links to it yet."
"Does the symbol definitely belong to a hunter?" Lydia asked.
"I'm not sure, it stands for hunter but it might not necessarily belong to one." Deaton replied.
"I could get my mum to look at the picture. She knew about the nogitsune so maybe she knows something about this." Kira said.
"That would be great, I'll send you the picture now."
Kira smiled at me and I smiled back. She reached out for my hand, and squeezed it.
"Do you two need a room or something?" Stiles asked.
"Oh...uh" I blushed. "Um... Stiles, tell Deaton about the dreams you've been having."
Everyone turned around to face Stiles.
"Well, I keep having these dreams about a white wolf with blue, glowing eyes." Lydia looked at Stiles like he was crazy. "Usually, in the dream the wolf just follows me and disappears before I wake up but last night it was different. I saw the wolf stood over Scott so I ran to it, as I got to him it disappeared. Scott was just lying there dying, he had a huge bite mark on his chest. I asked him what the hell happened and all he said was 'You did this. You killed me Stiles. You're a monster.' Does it mean anything?"
Everyone just looked at Stiles like he had gone completely insane. Dr. Deaton just stared at him blankly.
"What? Why is everyone looking at me like I have completely lost it?" Stiles question.
"Because you probably have completely lost it." Lydia remarked.
"I-I wouldn't worry about it too much Stiles. Like you said, it was just a dream. Right I think you should all leave now, I have somewhere I need to be." Dr. Deaton said as he guided us out.
"Wait, do you know something about this?" Stiles asked.
"No...no I don't. The dreams are probably just caused by stress."
Stiles, Lydia and Kira went out the front door and before I could leave with them, Deaton pulled my arm.
"You need to keep an eye on Stiles, okay?"
"What's going on?"
"You just have to trust me. I might know what's going on with Stiles but until I know for sure, you need to watch him."
"Yeah of course. Is there something wrong with him?" I asked.
"No, I just think there's something...different about him."

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