𝕬𝖓𝖙𝖎-𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖔

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖇𝖎𝖙𝖊

The next few days, Stiles got worse. He had a fever, and he could barely breath and stay awake he couldn't talk.

Caitlin took care of him, so did everyone. The team was talking about what they are going to do, when Stiles began speaking.

"I'm sorry." He whispers, "It's my fault."

The team gathered around to hear what he was saying, "Fuck, I'm sorry." Stiles whispered. He was covered in cold sweat, his eyebrows were furrowed, and his eyes were closed forcefully, his muscles were tense, and his fever spiked.

"He is trapped in his own mind." Mon-El said. "How do we help him?" Felicity asked, "I think I can get us inside his head." Cisco says.

"Try it." Roy said. Cisco grabs their arms and vibes them into Stiles's mind.

They are in the glade. "Where are we?" Barry asked, "Inside Stiles's mind." Constantine says, he tilts his head and sees something written on the wall, he walks towards it, the team behind him.

The team sees the names written on the wall. But they see a rune and a sigil. It protects him from someone entering his mind. Constantine touches the wall, and they are back in reality.

Cisco's nose is bleeding, "What happened?" Kara asked. "He blocked his mind." Constantine tells them. "Why would he do that?" Oliver asked, "Because he doesn't want us to see it."

Stiles got worse by the hour, until his pulse stopped. Felicity sobbed; they saw shadows consuming the body. Constantine turns to Roy and says, "You have to bite him." "I'm not an Alpha." Roy responds, Constantine touches Roy's temple, "You are now."

Roy grabs Stiles's wrist and his fangs extended, not caring that the team was looking at him. Roy's eyes flash red and he bites him, Stiles's pulse starts again, Roy's eyes return to blue. They sigh and left him to rest.

When Stiles woke up, he knew something was wrong, he looked at his sleeve and it was punctured, he rolled up his sleeve and saw the bite mark. "Fuck." He whispered. The mark was healing but his scars weren't, strangely enough he was grateful for it. He didn't want to forget, and the scars don't allow him too.

He walks out of the shed, and the chatter dies down, he sits next and talks to Roy. "I'm sorry." Roy says, Stiles tilts his head, "Why?" "You never wanted to be a wolf." "I just wanted control; you gave me that." Stiles reassures. He turns to the team. "I guess you know now." "Only the basics." Kara said.

"Like?" Stiles asked, "Omega, Beta, Alpha." Barry shrugged, "Oh fucks, you really missed a lot." Stiles tells Roy. "What did I miss? I told them about Scott, Derek, Erica, Boyd, Gerard, Allison, Isaac." Roy said.

Stiles chuckles, it is not a kind sound. It's cold and bitter. "After you left it only got worse and I say that fully knowing what Gerard did." Stiles remembers how Gerard tortured him and touched him and what his goons did to him, he shivers and shakes his head.

"What happened?" Ales asked. "It just got worse." Stiles responds, he knows if he says more the ghost riders would hunt him if he said more and he can't go back there.

"Did someone die?" Kara asked, Stiles laughs, full on laughs, there is no joy in that laugh just anger and guilt. The team looks at him weirdly and he finally said. "We all died. It's just a matter of who stayed dead." Stiles says.

"You'd be surprised how many times I died before I reached my sophomore year. I could reach triple digits. Oh, and all those near-death experiences, those sucked!" He laughed. For the first time the team realize how young and how broken Stiles is.

"That's not a laughing matter." Oliver says, "But it is! How can you laugh at anything if you can't laugh about dying?" He asked sincerely. "Just because you can doesn't mean you should." Kara said, "Where is the fucking fun in that?" Stiles grinned.

Before anyone could argue Stiles said, "I'm going for a walk." And left.

When Stiles came back, no one was there. He panics and fear rose up. He remembered his time in the glade and how scared he was, he remembered when he first entered the maze, he gave himself five seconds for fear to take over and started wrapping Alby in vines. He has done it several times. In beacon Hills, In the war, In the scorch.

So that's what he did right now.

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He took a deep breath and called on the shadows. He focused on the scream trying to find the team. He finds him, he breaths and the shadows consume him.