Random shit/thoughts/imagines

𝚂𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚂𝚝𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚔𝚒 𝚇 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

"Stiles I will be fine. I have pepper spray and a taser your dad gave me a few months ago." You told your boyfriend as you tried to go home.

"And what if a werewolf attacks you? What then?" He tried to counter.

"There's wolfs bane mixed in with the pepper spray. Stiles, I would love to stay, but you and I both know my parents would absolutely kill me if I'm not back before they realize it's past curfew."

"At least let me drive you."

"Your car doesn't work and your dad will kill you if you take his. It's just down the road. I will be fine." You reassured him. "I'll see you tomorrow."

"Okay, be safe. Text me once you get there." You nodded and kissed him before leaving. Walking down the road with an eerie silence wasn't the best, but if you put headphones in then the risk to get kidnapped would be more probable. A couple cars drove past you as you walked, but then the same car drove by again and you realized that it was always the same car that would pass you. You gripped you pepper spray tightly as you walked and picked up the pace. The truck drove by again, but slammed on its breaks in front of you. You stumbled back in shock as a bald man with sharp claws jumped out of the back. You quickly sprayed him in the face and tried to turn and run back to stiles since he was still closer. You ran into what seemed to be a wall.

"That's no very nice." The wall, who turned out to be a woman, said looking down at you. You would've sprayed her too if she didn't knock it and the taser out of your hands. You felt a sharp pain in your arm before looking down and seeing a needle. Everything quickly became blurry before your body went limp against the woman.

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"Have you seen y/n at all today?" Stiles asked Lydia, who normally gave you a ride to school.

"No, she didn't come out of her house in time so I just came to school before I was late. She probably slept in, she'll be here." Lydia reassured the frantic boyfriend.

"It's just- she didn't text me when she got back home last night and she never sleeps later than noon. It's one pm." Then stiles dad walked into the school and b-lined straight for his son. "Dad?"

"Stiles can I talk to you, privately." He asked and his son nodded before they walked into an empty classroom. "What time did y/n get home last night?"

"I don't know, she never told me when. She left around ten though. Why?" Stiles asked and his dad sighed rubbing his face. "Dad, why?"

"She didn't make it home. Her parent's reported her missing this morning. I realized she wasn't at school nor did she spend the night at our house. So, she's missing." Stiles wanted the world to stop. He wanted to run out of the school and search every nook and cranny of the earth to find you.

"What?" His voice was small and his dad felt so bad about how he broke the news to him. "I gotta- I need- I'm gonna go looking for her."

"Stiles. Stiles. You need to stay in school. We're going to look for her." He said holding his son back. Of course stiles didn't listen to his dad because once he was gone stiles left school.

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Three days, you were gone for three days. Stiles was loosing his mind and sleep. Searching for clues about where you were or how to find you.

You on the other hand just wanted everything to stop. The pain, the torture, all of it. You didn't care if you died anymore, you just wanted it to end. "Back...so soon?" You asked out of breath as the blind man who was doing most of this walked back in.

"Oh come on now. You don't like the bonding time?" He asked picking up one of the many knives in the room.

"How do you...even see me?"

"Something called echo location darling. Helps me pin point things." He traced the knife along your stomach cutting a thin line.

"You really are psychotic." You groaned. "Why me?"

"Gets boring around here. Every so often we pick someone to turn. If they survive then we use them to do some of the messy jobs we don't like. If they die, they die." He shrugged. You remember how Derek said some people don't survive the bite and that was enough for you to never ask to be bitten.

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After finding the other two wolves in a bank stiles was still looking for you. He looked closely at every clue until he finally figured it out. He didn't waste a second thought before he would get to scared and wimp out. Slamming on the breaks as he pulled up to the location he quickly grabbed the metal bat from the back of his car. He snuck in and searched each room looking for you. Until one opened and there you were. Arms tied above your head, legs dangling from how high up you were, sweat dripping off your body, your head hanging in exhaustion, and worst of all, the bite mark on your shoulder. "Y/n? Hey, love. You gotta open those pretty eyes for me."

"Stiles?" You asked looking up at him and the pure exhaustion on your face made him break.

"Yeah, it's me. Hold on I'll cut you down." He said grabbing one of the knives and cutting the rope. He quickly caught you as you groaned against him. "I know. I'll get you to Melissa, she'll know what to do." He picked you up bridal style and got in his jeep before driving off. He'd glance down at you every so often to see how you were doing. "Don't close your eyes, keep them open for me."

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"Melissa! Kinda need some help here!" Stiles said running into the hospital with you in his arms.

"Hey, whoa what happened?" She asked as you were out on a stretcher.

"I found her tied up somewhere. She's been bit, I don't know by who." He whispered the last sentence.

"Call Derek and Scott. I'll give you an update once we finish helping her."

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Stiles was pacing the floor when Derek and Scott arrived. "This better be good." 

"Y/n's been bit. When I found her she was tied up and she, uh, she had a bite mark on her shoulder."

"How did she look when you'd found her?" Derek asked.

"Pale. Sweaty. Almost like she wasn't actually there."

"Shit. That's not good. She may not be taking the bite." He jumped to conclusions.

"No, let's not think badly. She may just have looked like that because she's been tortured and hasn't seen daylight in days." Scott calmed down. 

"Yeah, yeah that's why." Stiles tried to calm himself. Melissa walked around the corner with the not so happiest look on her face.

"She's sleeping. Unfortunately I don't think she's gonna make it. Her body is shutting down."

"The bite." Derek mumbled.

"Would you like to see her alone, stiles? Before I call her parents." Melissa asked and all stiles could do was nod. He followed her to your room where stiles saw you laying in the bed peacefully. Nothing about the situation was peaceful though. Melissa walked away giving him alone time. He walked by your bed and lifted your hand, pressing it to his lips.

"I'm so sorry. I should've made you stay, or walked you home. Maybe if I had put the clues together faster I would've gotten there in time. You don't deserve this. I'm not going to give up until I find who did this to you. And if it was Peter then maybe I can kill that bastard for good. I love you." Stiles stood up and kissed your forehead before leaving the room and bursting into tears in the hallway.