The ghost of Stiles

Part 1

After years of living in New York, Derek finally got homesick and decided that he would move back to the town in which so much bad had happened to him. But he needed to be back in the place that he was born; the local council wanted to knock down the husk of the former Hale home, and if it was going to be knocked down, Derek sure as hell was going to be there.

Derek had been looking or house for a couple of weeks when a cheap house popped up. It was the Sheriff's old house. Sheriff Stilinski had been one of the first people on the site just after the Hale house had set a light and he had comforted Derek until the ambulance took him away to check on him. It did make Derek wonder why the sheriff's house was up for sale, the whole community loved him, maybe he had gotten a better job offer somewhere else.

Derek didn't even think about why the house was so cheap; he just put in his offer.

Lucky for Derek he was the one who won the bid on the house, and now he stood in front of the old sheriff's house with all his belongs next to him. He was just looking up at the house; it hurt Derek to see such a beautiful house because it brought back memories of his family home, but he shook his head and started to drag all his belongings into the house.

It wasn't until about a week later that Derek began to think about why the house was so cheap to buy and why the sheriff had just up and left without telling anyone. Well, Derek only started thinking this because some locations in the house were so cold, mostly the second bedroom and on the left of the couch Derek would swear on his life that when he was falling asleep. He could hear footsteps creaking on the wood of the stairs because Derek had ripped up the old carpets and was planning to modernise the house. But his wolf wasn't alarmed, so Derek just put up this weird phenomenon it was an old house.

Well, that was until a month into staying at the house. Derek was shaving his three-day old stubble because he has a meeting with his lawyer to talk about if Derek wanted to go through with knocking down the house or would he want to keep the house and renovate it. At this moment Derek didn't know if he could handle going into the old house in where all his family had died.

Derek was bringing his head up from washing the shaving foam from his hair when he went dead still in the mirror behind him was a young boy with a buzz cut staring at him with his head tilted like he was confused. Derek turned around to rip the throat of whoever dared enter his house, how hadn't his wolf noticed but when he turned around in his beta form the boy was gone like no one had been there. Derek put it down to temporarily going insane.

But then it kept happening, and it always occurred in the same way, he would bring his head up from shaving or brush his teeth and the kid would be standing there, he couldn't be any more than 16 years old. So, that's when Derek knew he wasn't going insane and that also must be the reason that the house was so cheap to buy and why the sheriff left so quickly.

Things started to ramp up about three months into his stay at the old sheriff house; he had gotten used to seeing the boy with the buzz cut staring at him when he brought his head up from grooming himself. But what he didn't expect is one night after having a nightmare is to wake up and have the boy sitting on the chair in the corner of his room with his legs up to his chest; he looked so scared.

Derek pushed himself up from where he was laying on his bed; covered in sweat and tears but at the moment that didn't matter, what mattered is why this kid was not in his room when he hadn't changed the routine in such a long time.

"who are you?", Derek asked the boy who lifted his head up at Derek and titled it like he was confused that Derek could see him,

"yes I can see you, now who are you?" Then there were tears coming down the boy's face.