Wendigo In The Woods

6

After stumbling through the woods the two made it to Stiles house, thick trails of blood still running down the taller boys arm causing much more worry to the other, but the Wendigo didn't seem fazed by the whole situation, Stiles was mainly confused on why he isn't healing like Scott or Derek does, opening the back door Stiles scanned the house seeing no sign of his father being back
"Come on" he whispered gently pulling the boy in
Leading him over to the now too big dining table that was littered in some of his father's work, pulling out a chair, cringing as it scratches against the floor, helping the boy sit down he then got a better look at the contraption he had on his arm, it looked so much more violent then any bear trap he'd seen, but knowing the type of people in this world it was probably designed for whatever the boy in front of him was

Muttering to himself Stiles held up a finger to the boy and rushed out side to his jeep not taking notice of the eyes watching his every move, opening the trunk of his jeep he rifles through hoping to find something useful
"I swear I had something...Yes!" He cheered as he pulled out a toolbox and some bolt cutters
Rushing to close the trunk he jogs inside bearly stopping to close the front door, dumping the tool box on the table and moving over towards the chain attached, placing the cutters on where the chain meets the demonic bear trap, with a deep sigh he squeezes them, his muscles tensing as he does, after what feels like hours with a satisfying snap the chain falls to the ground laying in a heap, grinning to himself Stiles looks up spotting the taller unnamed boy staring at him his face void of emotion, Stiles smile faltered slightly, with a shake of his head he moves back round the table, placing the bolt cutters down he sits in a chair next to the boy who turned his body to face him
"Right this might hurt" Stiles mumbled looking up at him through his lashes

The boy just bearly nodded and Stiles took that as a go ahead, opening his tool box...well someone's tool box... he shuffles through it spotting a screwdriver he grabs it and searches the trap hoping it'll be simple to open but much like his life right now there was no easy way to do this, huffing out in frustration he glanced back up to the boy noticing him watching his every movement, quickly moving his eyes away he looks the trap over again, making note of each curve, of the type of metal it could possibly be...the type of mechanism, Stiles eyes shine
"That's it! If you look the mechanism is the same as a normal bear trap which means!" He starts rambling
Shoving the screwdriver back in the toolbox, he jumped up moving closer to the boy reaching towards the trap plate he hesitates for a second
"Once again this might hurt...can I?" He asked receiving no reply

Humming Stiles pushed the plate down, his other hand grabbing onto one of the sharp jaws and pulled wincing as the sound of ripping flesh reached his ears, now that the trap was able to open he gripped the other jaw and pulled the other way, slowly and with struggle opening the trap, he gasped as one of the teeth scraped against the palm of his hand causing blood to drip, the other boy gripped Stiles wrist stopping his movements
"You're hurting yourself" a deep rough voice left the boys lips causing Stiles head to snap in his direction
"I...I'll be okay, I have to help you" Stiles whispered
The Wendigo boy nodded his eyes shining in concern, releasing Stiles wrist his hand moved to join the whiskey eyed boys pulling with him, the metal creaking under the pressure as they forced it open, the trap falling to the ground as it dropped from the boys arm and slipped off the table

They both watched as steam lifted out of the wound as it stitched itself together
"Finally" Stiles whispered with a breath of relief
Wincing as his mind finally caught up to his body, the cut on his hand burning, the Wendigo noticed, gently grabbing his wrist again lifting it hid eyes catching sight of the trail of blood running between his fingers
"It's fine"
"You helped me so I'll help you" The blue eyed boy stated
Lifting his own hand to his mouth he opened it showing Stiles a glimpse of sharp fangs before he sunk his teeth into his flesh, tearing into his skin drawing blood, he quickly brought his hand over Stiles, letting his blood drip down onto the boys wound, Stiles gaped as steam came from his hand just as he's watched happen to the boy, as the steam stated to dissipate his hand looked as if nothing ever happened to it, no trace of blood anywhere

"Uh...thanks...I'm Stiles" he greeted with an awkward smile
"Emrys"