When Sam and Dean get a call from a fellow hunter by the name Chris Argent who tells them that there's something in Beacon Hills that seems like something they've dealt with. They go to California only to find out things are a little more.... Compli...
Dean looked at Scott with furrowed eyebrows in a frustrated manner. "What do you mean 'we cant'?" Dean asked a little roughly, Scott looked down at Stiles with sad eyes. "The nogitsune is locked away but there's still the aftermath that was left with Stiles deep down." Scott paused looking up at Dean before continuing. "Crowley must have dug it up."
With a clenched jaw Dean stared down at his son who began to stir before stilling. "So what do we do?" He asked not taking his eyes off Stiles. "There's nothing we really can do." Scott mumbled sadly, narrowing his eyes Dean looked at Scott. "What do you mean there's nothing? There's always something." He growled out.
"What i mean is, this is Stiles, just a sick twisted version of him." Scott informed, Sam furrowed his eyebrows as he listened to Scott explain, bringing his hand out he tapped Dean on the chest getting his attention. "Remember last year when Crowley basically turned you into a demon but you weren't possessed, it was just your soul but darkened?" Sam asked Dean, furrowing his eyebrows in thought Dean nodded slowly. "Yeah, what does this have anything to do with Stiles?" Dean asked, Sam looked at him as if he were stupid. "You think that's what he was doing?" Dean asked a little shocked but other than that, not really.
The pack was looking between the brothers with confused faces as they spoke. "What are you two talking about?" Lydia asked confused, the brothers stopped talking and turned to the pack. "Okay, last year Dean had something wrong with him that im not going to go into right this moment, but Crowley got to him and some how twisted his soul into a darkness so he was a demon but he wasn't possessed, it was his own soul." Sam explained to them.
"So let me get this straight." Isaac paused stepping forward a little. "You think this Crowley guy, is trying to turn Stiles into some dark demon of some sorts?" He asked motioning to Stiles with raised eyebrows. "Yeah, which is also a very bad thing." Sam stated. "Well, get Castiel to fix him." Allison said with furrowed eyebrows looking at Castiel. "It's not that easy.." Castiel trailed off stepping forward looking down at Stiles.
"What do you mean?" She asked confused, Castiel didnt answer as he maneuvered his hand into Stiles' chest who gasped and groaned in pain, slowly pulling his hand out Stiles stayed asleep, looking up at everyone, mostly Dean, Castiel stated. "His soul is broken."
*Dark Stiles' POV*
"His soul is broken." I heard a familiar voice state, blinking my eyes open i sat up glaring at everyone. "Stiles, buddy you okay?" Scott asked sounding worried, i raised an eyebrow at him cocking my head to the side as i smirked. "Not stiles...." he trailed off. "Oh no, it's me, just a more fun version." I chuckled huskily standing up immediately having a gun pointed at me by Sam.
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"Come on Sammy, you wouldnt shoot your nephew." I stated with a dark smirk watching as Sam tightened his grip on the gun, the pack and Dean were looking at him with wide eyes. "Sam, put it down." Dean ordered nervously.
I brought tears to my eyes as i turned to dean. "Dad, he's going to shoot me, please, dont let him kill me." I 'Cried', Dean looked at me with scared eyes causing me to internally smirk when Dean suddenly pulled out a gun pointing it at Sam. "Put it down Sam." Dean demanded more roughly.
Smirking i looked at Sam. "Pull the trigger." I stated, he looked at me slightly shocked. "Shoot me." I said a little louder. "Put the gun down Sam!" My dad nearly shouted. "Shoot Me!" I shouted, Dean yelled at Sam to put the gun down once again. "Stop it! Stop, that's what he feeds off!" Allison shouted stepping between us all, i gave her a smirk slowly walking towards her only to have Scott step in front of me with his eyes glowing bright red and growling. "Scotty..." I tsked, he said nothing and flicked his claws out. "Scott." I heard Dean say cautiously, Scott took a deep breath carefully grabbing Allison and pulled her away from me.
Taking a deep breath i smelt a heavy scent of fear, looking around my eyes stopped on little Lydia, smirking to myself i tilted my head to the side watching her basically shake on her legs. "Miss me Lydia?" I asked, she looked down toward the floor. "I would really love to stay and chat..." I trailed off pursing my lips. "But, i gotta run." Bringing my hand up i snapped my fingers and i was suddenly down in the old tunnels with Lydia right next to me.
*Dean's POV*
"What the hell was that?" I exclaimed looking around seeing Stiles was gone. "That's new." Scott stated shocked. "Uh, guys..." Allison trailed off. "He took Lydia." She pointed out, thats when i realized that the girl was gone. "Shit." Sam muttered. "Where would he go?" I asked, Scott looked like he was thinking before his face hit realization. "I dont know if he'd risk going there twice, but i think i know where he might be."
