Fools ||Sterek||

Chaptet 17.

Stiles

"Don't be a fool Derek" I say as our lips part. His eyes reflected the color of a forest after the rain making me even sadder than I already was.
"Why am I a fool?" He asked tracing his thumb across my chin.
"Don't go please, I don't want to lose you." I bagged him tears starting to fill my eyes.
"I don't have a choice Stiles, I almost lost you before." He walked past me and I spun around grabing ahold of his arm. He looked at me like he was bagging me to let him go.
"Stiles if something were to happen to you, If you die I would go out of my freaking minde."
"Like wise"
"Stiles I love you"
His words got stuck in my head. My jaw dropped probably hitting the floor. He gave me one last look and walked out .
Lydia, who I compelty forgot was still here, coughed making me turn around. She smiled politly.
"I thought we could go through some of this evidence if we missed something" I nodded making my way up too her.

"Stiles?" Lydia called snapping me out of my thoughts.
"Umm... Yeah what?" I asked.
She wanted to say something but stopped continuing with a simple question "Something's wrong and I want to know what" ohh well I don't know perhaps the fact that Derek just told me he loved me and then walked out. I probably won't see him ever again if this plan fails. I wanted to brush her off when something else crossed my mind. "Why did they just leave?"
"What?"
I thought my question was pretty simple to understand. "Why did Scott, Derek and Peter just leave? I mean we always made a plan or something?" Lydia stayed silent not even trying to answer my question.
"Lydia what do you know that I don't?" She shook her head turning her gaze away from me.
"I think you should rest Stiles you just came from the hospital" I grabbed her shoulders making her look me in the eyes.
"Lydia what's going on?" The color faded from her cheeks leaving them white like snow.
"I can't tell you" She whispered tears started filling her eyes.
"Lydia don't forget I'm not completely back to normal okay? I can find out with or without your help." She nodded her head and told me to sit down. She was pacing back and fort. And than she finally started talking.
Aperantly the only way to kill a person who was cured by the blood of a fox is for that fox to kill him but during that process the fox dies too. The only way to kill him is for me too die as well.

"I'm sorry Stiles"

"Where are you going?"
"I am going to kill Hector Deforest."
"You can't Stiles. Think about your dad. Think about Derek" I stopped. Fear, sadness and anger all came like waves crushing me. I surely can kill him but if I die too and Derek might not make it back. They don't stand a chance against one of the most powerful hunters there is and especally when he has all of my power now. Even Argent probably couldn't stand a chance against them.
"Think about Derek, Stiles hasn't he lost enough loved ones already you can't do this to him." Lydia spoke on the verge of crying.
"Than we need a plan. And we need it quick"

We went through the same pages and papers for the 50th time. Why is this man so special? Why can't three werewolves and two amazingly good hunters take him and his whole group down. And then I remembered what I saw.
He was bitten and the bite back fired. Leaving him crippled and sick just like Gerard.
"I'm going to call Allison" Lydia said.

"She doesn't pick up"
"I wonder why" We were on the verge of giving up and just hoping that they would all come back. I'm powerless. I can't do anything. Finally I became something powerful, something great, but everything was taken from me by a cruel, sick man who is playing god. We need help from someone. Someone.
"Lydia!" I snapped making Lydia drop her phone.
"Stiles!" She sighed and picked her phone up.
"I need you to scream as loud as you can"
"Why?"
"Because I need to talk to someone and you are the only one who can get me there" Lydia didn't proceed whit any more questions. She nodded and stepped closer to me. Her scream knocked me out.

I was standing bare feet in soft, warm from the sun sand. The waves were lapping on the shore, filling the air with salt. A warm breeze was touching my skin. I detached my feet from the sand and slowly stepped closer to the ocean.
"What brings you here Stiles?" The familiar voice of the man standing next to me asked.
"I need to help, fast." I said. Claus Sagan wasn't moved by my words as he already helped me enough.
"I see you finally learned to enter your subconsciouses." I nodded.
"Shock"
"You want to save your firends without dying"
"Yes. Do you know how to help me?" I asked, placing my hand in front of my eyes, shielding them from the sun.
"I do, but it will be personal hell for you" I closed my eyes and nodded my head as long as I can save them I will go through anything.
"It's great what you're doing for him" Claus said. He grabbed my left arm and reached inside the pocket of his suit and pulled out a small silver knife. He traced the blade across my skin finishing it in an odd symbol. He dropped the blade and placed his hands on the side of my head. He squeezed my head and the hell started.

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"Stiles?" Lydia shook Stiles' shoulders making the boy groan. Stiles oppened his blood shot eyes. Lydia was taken aback when he stood up. He was paler than usual and a grin was plastered on his face, his eyes were completely red and tired looking. He walked right pass Lydia who was still sitting on the floor completely shocked. She was shouting his name even when Stiles already left the loft. He's simply void.

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In the last part Stiles becomes void but he is not possesed by the nogitsune. I hope you like this chapter :)