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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Blood, that's all he saw, blood on the floor, blood on his hands, blood on the dead body in front of him. The lifeless eyes stared at him, filled with fear, but his eyes, they were dark, staring at the unmoving body.
The copper taste on his tongue makes his unbeating heart beat louder in his ears, he slowly looks up, seeing two other figures looking at him. The girl, had this look in her green eyes, a grin formed on her plump lips, the red from her lipstick contrasting with the blood on the corner of her lips. Her long black hair was slightly wavy as it hung over her shoulders.
The guy, his grin was wide, showing off a pair of sharp fangs, his eyes were black, holding nothing but mischief. Just like the girl, he had blood on his lips, and his dirty blonde hair was in front of his eyes as he just stared.
Stiles let out a hum, tilting his head as he looked back down at the body. "He wasn't enough, I need more,"
Louis' grin widens before he lets out a chuckle. "Last to bring five people to the church is a rotten egg!" He exclaims before speeding off.
Violet lets out a deep chuckle, speeding in a different direction.
Stiles sighs, he turns around and just runs off.
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Stiles paced back and forth, the cries of the 15 humans filling his ears. A mixture of men and women were all tied up to the beams in the church, looking at the monster in front of them.
"Hm, I have to say, humans are quite dramatic at times," Stiles hums, he stops and turns to look at the group of humans who tense as red eyes stare at them. "Let's play a game, first three people to make a noise will be drained," He instructs.
"You're sick!" A man yells, and the next thing anyone knows, someone is speeding to him and has a hand over his mouth as he tries to scream, the pain of fangs digging into his neck overwhelming.
"That's one," Stiles sighs, looking at Violet feeding on the man. He lifted his hands and loudly clapped, hearing two whimpers to his left. He speeds to one of the girls, hooking his finger under her chin. "Seems like you and your little friend lost,"
"P-please, don't this," She pleas only to scream when someone appears in front of her friend.
Stiles looks to Louis, their red eyes locking as the two grin. They turn to their respective human before they lunge forward, clapping down on their necks and starting to drink their blood.
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"We're not killing Stiles," Jackson grits out, glaring at Derek who was the one who came up with the idea. "What's wrong with you? And you Scott, you're so hellbent on not killing anyone, yet you didn't even disagree,"
