Damaged - Stiles Stilinski - 18+ Mpreg

22. Evenly Matched

The Picture above is sort of a reference for all the phantasmal scars on Stiles' body. I also apologize if this story comes across as unorganized I am the only author and editor. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter!

March 23rd, 2012

9:33 PM
Jackson felt like he was out of body experience. He had never been lucid while the Kanima was shifted. He could hear and smell everything in a 5-mile radius... except his old master and Mr. Harris. It didn't take long for the Kanima to run to the warehouse, Scott was chasing them, but he was slower than the reptile.

The 8-foot Kanima embodied terror, but he could tell he didn't threaten Stiles as he stopped in the forest line beside the underground. He reached behind him and gently guided Stiles off of his back to his feet. His hand could almost wrap all the way around Stiles' thin waist.

"Master, they were warned when I vowed my loyalty to you... they aren't here anymore,"

"Okay, um... first, you don't have to call me that. Second, can you sniff them out," Stiles asked? He thought it was weird being called Master.

"I can't remember anything before you were my Master, but I think my old master knew how to cover his tracks," the Kanima looked down, disappointed that he couldn't help Stiles after everything his Old Master had done to him. "I will wait for your idiotic friend gets here before I investigate."

Stiles began to say something ill about Scott before they heard a growl. Stiles looked to the side, seeing Ethan and Aiden. Allison was behind them as Scott, and she tried to track the Kanima before he heard Derek's distress call. Danny was beside Ethan, trying to do his best to stay calm as he looked up at the abomination. He was barely keeping it together seeing his boyfriend wolfed out.

"Relax, guys, he is on our side now," Stiles said and then looked to the Kanima, who seemed to catch on. Seconds later, he took Jackson's form again. Jackson lept forward to meeting Danny in a bro hug even though he was naked. "The Master interrupted my father's dinner at the Mayor's House, paralyzed the others and my dad.

"So you enslave Jackson in the process of it?" Allison scoffed, "Were four guys not enough for you?"

"I had no other choice," Stiles said mostly to Jackson, so he knew he didn't want this either. The rich boy couldn't care less... he would take Stiles over that psychopath master any day.

"Shut up, Allison, he was smart," Ethan stepped forward to see if Stiles was okay. They could hear Scott running up from 500 feet away.

"Jackson, see if you can catch up with them," Stiles asked, and with a nod, he lept off, shifting into the reptile, blending in with the night.

"Come on, Argent... I think I saw your mother somewhere here," Aiden nudged Allison to follow him so Scott could talk to Stiles. Everyone knew about the blowup they had after Boyd texted everyone, 'Scott is a dead wolf walking.'

Stiles crossed his arms while looking at Ethan and Danny, saying not to leave him alone. "Stiles? Are you okay?" Scott rushed up to him and wrapped his arms around him. He knew he was in trouble as his buddy didn't hug him back. "Jackson, where did he go? What did you do to him with your eye thing?"