To Be Who I Am

Forgetting

"Where is she?!"

He knew, he knew already but he didn't want to accept it. 

"Where is she?!"

The guards at first ignored him when they came back without her. 

Until he slammed his fist against the bars, making them rattle and they finally looked at him. 

"You know what it means when someone doesn't come back, the bxtch couldn't take it anymore, she's dead" One of the guards sneered. 

No, no, no!

Stiles knew that she was gone but he desperately hoped for some sort of alternative.

There has been many times where he thought she was going to come back but she did.

He was still telling himself that this was one of those times but he knew it wasn't.

He couldn't deny the truth staring him in the face.

But strangely he didn't feel sad at all.

He didn't cry, he didn't break down instead rage rolled inside his gut.

Stiles genially felt pure fury race though his veins as he growled out "I'll kill you!"

He'd kill all of them!

Everyone who helped destroy her, he'd rip them limb from limb! 

Both of the guards eyes flared red and they both bristled a bit under Stiles anger.

As if he didn't have the right to be this furious?!

"Now listen here!" One of the guards started to say but then he suddenly stopped and his eyes seemed to widen a little bit.

Maybe he was then suddenly realising the size difference between them. 

Sure Stiles wasn't much taller but he was much broader.

He was aware he probably looked very different from the skinny frightened omega they had dragged in all that time ago. 

Wearing a very different expression, eyes blood thirsty and teeth bared in pure rage. 

Or maybe something was off with his scent, since he could see the way the guards nostrils flared and his mouth twisted in dislike. 

Buy then the guard swallowed, like he was nervous. 

Or maybe it was because unknown to Stiles, hints of red began to leak into the icy cold blue iris.

Stiles eyes narrowed and sensing the guards nerves, which was odd since they'd never been nervous around him before.

He sneered "I'm listening?"

Both of the guards seemed to back off, before one one of them snapped before they started to walk away "Just stop with your temper tantrums! You've been here long enough to know how this works and you'll be gone soon too"

Fury lapped in his veins.

A temper tantrum?

Lucy was dead!

His hands squeezed on the bars on his door, aching to wrap them around the guards necks.

It felt like nothing else mattered right then, all of his other thoughts seemed to stagnate and tumble away.

Who had he been waiting for to rescue him?

He didn't care any more. 

All he wanted to do was make them all pay for what had been done to Lucy, what had been done to all of them.

How many people had this torturous place killed for their experiments?

They deserved everything bad in the world to happen to them!

Ugh if he could just get out of here! 

While Stiles was wrapped up in his murderous thoughts, the guards had walked outside of the prison, both of with worried expressions on their faces.

"He shouldn't be showing signs of changing into an alpha yet, should he?" One of the guards said slowly.

The other said, looking troubled "He has been changing faster than we have expected, the injections seem more potent with him, should we inform the scientists?"

The first guard who had voices his worries snorted, deciding to wave it behind him as he said "Na, this stuff is above our pay grade, how many injections they give him is up to them, they know what they're doing"

The second guard who had spoken, shrugged, agreeing, as they walked back in to continue their duties.

Not knowing that their decision not to let the scientists know about Stiles eyes leaking red for a split second, that he was further along the transition than the scientists expected, would bring dire consequences...