transcendent ༜stiles stilinski༜ [1] (UNDER EDITING)

35| Alpha Twins

My eyes open. I stare up at the white above me. I look at my surroundings. Everything is white. Except for the metal tub I notice next to me. I reach up and pull myself up. Allison's eyes widen looking at me.

"Aura," she says. Her eyes are question enough.

"I don't know," I tell her.

I help her out of the tub. We look around. A soft humming is heard and I look at Scott. All of us slowly turn around. All the way in the back is the stump of a tree. All of us slowly walk towards it. When we reach it, Scott stares at it for a moment and lifts the sleeve of his shirt revealing his tattoo. My necklace begins to glow.

Suddenly, I'm in the woods. I hear twigs breaking and I turn to see myself. My sixteen year old self, running like her life depends on it because naturally, it does. The night I was bitten. Her legs take her as far as I can run. But she become tired so she has to stop and sit down. She breathes hoarsely trying to calm myself but then she hears twigs snapping. She quickly rises to her feet and hides behind a tree. She turns around prepared to run and there's a knife against her neck. She almost screams. The man quickly removes the weapon from her neck. I recognize him... I wouldn't have then. Chris.

"Go home," he threatens.

She goes running away from him refusing to relive the moments even again. He runs in the opposite the direction. But I stand still and slowly back up into something. I turn around quickly. I touch the stump.

The scene around me changes. I'm in the same place. Another me. Younger than I am but older than the first me I saw. She's here in a hospital gown laying at the stump and there's a... wolf?

No. A coyote. Nuzzling her hand.

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I gasp for air and Lydia breathes out. I look around. Allison, Stiles, Scott, Isaac, Lydia, and Deaton stand above me. I suck in another gulp of air. I try to speak but I can't. A hollow feeling. A hollow feeling I feel deep within me. I glance down at the hand holding my own. The hand I'm gripping the tightest belongs to none other than Stiles. I continue breathing until I feel like I can talk again.

"Why?" I croak out and clear my throat. "Why didn't you go find them? Why'd you wait for me?"

"We're a pack," Allison tells me. "We don't leave our own behind."

"I died. I'm dying. Tonight."

"You don't know that," Stiles fights.

But I do. I am. I'm dying tonight.

"Let's stop worrying about me and go find our family. Yeah?"

I look at Isaac and he helps me up.

"So what's the plan?" I ask.

Scott looks at me  and then back down at the floor. I narrow my eyes at him. I know exactly what he's thinking. I find myself thinking exactly the same thing. I nod at him.

"Go back to Deucalion," Scott says.

"What? No!" Allison protests.

"No, dude, you are not going back with them," Stiles adds.

"I made a deal with Deucalion."

"Does anyone else think that sounds a lot like a deal with the devil?"

I glance at Deaton, who looks like he is thinking hard about everything.

"I still don't think that we can beat Jennifer without their help."