Beautiful Monsters

48

(A/N: Hello fellow packmembers and/ or readers! Sorry for the long wait, had a lot of things to catch up on. Enjoy this part as there will be more following quickly!)  

"Stiles!" Alex yelled seeing Stiles and Lydia run from men on horses... the ghost riders. 

"Alex?" Stiles and Lydia questioned. 

"They're not taking you without a fight, run! I'll hold them off!" She ordered. 

"They're gonna take you too!" Said Lydia panicked. 

"I don't care, you need to be safe... Watch over you know who for me, and Malia,"  her words of sacrifice were loud and clear to the banshee as she and Stiles ran off. Alex sent an angelic pulse their way, only to find out it did nothing to them... 

"Shit," were her last words before she disappeared. 

~~~ 

"It felt like I was floating... in an abyss of nothingness. I felt nothing... no pain, no anger, no sorrow- just numb. Empty. Void... I felt at peace. Around me, I see a white mist amongst the otherwise black of the dark. Below me, it seems like an endless fall... Yet, I am not scared. I do not see any sign of life, yet I do not feel alone. Am I alone? Does it really matter? We fight for life when we all know it's destined to end. So why fight at all? Why try to survive it when you know you will fail? Why try at all?" 

"Alex!" I hear an echo around me... It's not my voice. 

"ALEXANDRIA!?!" It screams louder, causing my head to pound. 

I much rather enjoyed my silence. "Xandria! It's Stiles! Please be okay! I need you!" 

Stiles? I had a brother named Mieczysław, but he was nicknamed Stiles... Why can't I reconize the other voice? Where exactly am I? Why can't they leave me alone!?

"Stiles, turn away," the voice spoke again, making this 'Stiles' ask why. 

"Because I'm gonna make her bleed! Now turn away!" it's clearly male, strong... dark. 

"It's Peter," the voice whispered, Peter...? "I wont blame you if you find a way to stab me after this." I felt a extraordinary feeling rack through my body, all starting with my lips... It felt like a million thunderstorms were kissing me. That was why I fight... That feeling, that love... the happiness. Only the thunder started to actually hurt once the feeling left my lips. 

Alex's floating body fell to the floor with a loud thud. Stiles turned around immediately and looked over his sister with great alarm. 

"She okay? Alex!" Yelled Stiles frantically. 

"Fucking hell, shut up before I rip out your vocal cords!" growled the girl in annoyance making both men laugh. 

"She's fine." 

"Venatio Silvestris!" exclaimed Alex in panic. 

"Hey, calm down." Muttered Peter as he gently grabbed her hand, stroking the back of it with his thumb. 

"Peter?! When did they get you?!" Asked Alex in surprise. 

"Trust me you don't wanna know, Darling. Just breathe and get back to your senses. Your grace is safe with Lydia." Peter answered vaguely, not wanting Stiles to figure out about the two being together. It was then that Alex seemed to realize that chaos was revolving around them. 

Peter pulled her with him as he ran past the darkness of the tunnel, Stiles not too far behind them. 

"Wait, what's going on!? Peter? Stiles?!" she questioned quickly.