Stiles knew the pack was distant, and for good reason, but he ignored it, they were the only family he had, he did have his father, but he was always at work, providing for them, but what happens when two vampires save him and claim that he can help...
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Stiles slowly pulled away from the neck, his arms coming up and wrapping around his father's now still body. "D-dad," He chokes out, falling to his knees with his father. He watched as the fang marks didn't heal, but that wasn't the thought he cared about.
He adjusted his sitting position and laid Noah's head on his lap as he looked down at his closed eyes. "D-dad!" He yells, the tears falling onto his father's relaxed face.
He didn't hear a heartbeat, he didn't hear the blood flowing through Noah's veins, he didn't hear his breathing. Even though his skin was already cold, he felt Noah's warmth slowly disappear. "I-I'm so sorry, Dad, I'm so sorry," He hunches over, his body shaking in heartbroken sobs.
Tears formed in Violet and Louis' eyes, they never heard Stiles cry, his voice sounded so broken. His scent was overwhelming with his sadness, they wanted to go and hug the male, but they couldn't.
Lichen lets out a loud laugh. "What a show! What a show!" He starts to clap slowly.
Stiles ignored him, he wasn't his worries right now. He killed his father, he drained him of his blood. His best friend, his lifeline, he killed Noah Stilinski.
"How does it feel, Stiles, to feed off a human, huh?" Lichen spoke, but when the male didn't answer him, he grew angry. "Answer me!"
Stiles felt the tug, but he didn't obey. His mind was filled with thoughts, filled with memories. Did Lichen do the same to Violet and Louis? Did he make them kill their loved ones? How much of a monster is this man?
Stiles' eyes looked down at Noah's face, his thumb rubbing over the cold skin. As his tears fell, he felt hollow, empty. It was like a switch, everything he was feeling stopped. His tears suddenly stopped and he didn't feel anything. He grabbed Noah's head and moved it off his lap.
Lichen grins as Stiles slowly gets up. "Yes, you might actually be my favorite sire I ever created, so obedient,"
Stiles' head slowly lifted and his eyes seemed to darken as the whiskey brown of them was slowly taken over by a dark red, and they were hollow, distant, void of any emotion. Louis' eyes widened and a gasp fell from Violet's lips.
"He turned off his humanity," She whispers, staring at Stiles with wide eyes, everything happening so fast.
Stiles tilted his head as he stared at Lichen with a blank stare. "So tell me, Lichen, do you find pleasure in controlling people?" He spoke, slowly making his way to Violet and Louis. His voice was uncharacteristically low and emotionless.
