To Be Who I Am

Submission

It had been so long that a certain face that he longed to see began to fade from his memory, no matter how long he tried to hold on to his face.

He knew for a long time he had been waiting for Derek to rescue him, his alpha and that he had recently given up on that hope.

Yet the more and more difficult it became to remember Derek's face clearly.

Lucy had told him it was the injections, messing with his memory and his connection to Derek.

Now that she had mentioned he, he realised that his feelings for Derek had weakened.

He still saw Derek as his alpha yet the nothing else matters but him and the urge to do whatever his alpha had wanted (even if he disagreed with it, like going along with Derek judgement on his Dad working) once he got back from this hell hole had grown faint.

Why did it matter what Derek thought?

His Dad should be able to work if he wanted it too. People should be able to follow their desires as long as it doesn't hurt anyone else.

Just like how he wishes to escape this prison, with Lucy at his side.

To go back to normality.

He supposed the endless days, weeks, months, however long it had been in this prison had given him a long time alone with his thoughts.

Even though he had given up on the thought of being rescued, he couldn't help but dream of a future where he was.

Even the idea of his own bed and grass beneath his feet felt luxurious.

Hopelessly and acceptance of him not being rescued gave way to a frustration bubbling up inside him.

Out of that frustration came an idea, just as he was chucked back into his prison from another injection.

He was glaring at the guards back, feeling more agitated than usual.

He let out a frustrated yell as he snapped "I hate this! I just wish I could-"

He cut himself off, wait, why hadn't he thought of this before?

I just wish I could escape...

Escape.

He had been so hung up on waiting for someone to rescue him, he never considered trying it himself.

Surely there was a way...

"Lucy! Have you tried escaping before?" He blurted out, turning around to face her.

Lucy winced a little at his sudden outburst.

Her face was full of regret as she said "I tried, I wish I hadn't"

Stiles frowned at her tone, warning him away from it.

But surely if that was their way out, they had to try?

When the doors opened for their injections or food, could there be a way to get past the guards?

Surely...

Surely there had to be an escape!

"The guards are strong alphas, I tried to get past them multiple times while I was an alpha, nothing worked. I was just given more injections to make me more docile and they starved me to weaken me"

Stiles opened his mouth to protest but she said grimly "There's no use trying Stiles"

Something inside Stiles snapped.

He stepped towards her and growled at her, voice raised and his eyes flashing "We can't just stay here!"

Lucy suddenly did the unexpected, she looked down, her eyes off him and hunched in on herself.

Submission.

She was being submissive to him?

That stopped Stiles short and all thoughts left his head. He had used to be an omega, no one had ever done that because of him before.

It felt strange.

"Ah, no, sorry! I didn't mean to shout" Stiles said, crouching down slightly to her level.

He noticed then that it felt a bit awkward to crouch down to that level.

Had she always been this small while she was sitting down? Or was he taller?

Lucy slowly looked up and frowned as if confused as she said slowly "I never felt the need to do that before"

"My eyes...?" Stiles asked hesitantly.

"Still blue but you feel different than before"

Stiles said, unsure how to feel about that "I do?"

She then gave him a small smile but it wasn't warm, just more sad with what was happening to both of them.

"Congrats Stiles, you're now a dominant beta"