Teen Wolf Texts

A Tortured Mind.

Stiles' POV.

Once again I wake up in a different place, except sadly this one I've seen before. This one I live with.

I try to move, only to find I'm strapped to a bed. I turn my head, finding Derek struggling against the ropes grip. "Derek, you're a werewolf!" I say, "With Werewolf sight, and hearing, and most importantly! Strength!"

His head slowly turning to me he says, "We're in your mind!" I roll my eyes and we share a glare, "Derek! Would you just break them already?!" I ask, "Break. Free."

His hands ball into fists, as I hear the ropes hit the floor, leaving only an echo behind. "Better?" He asks, "Much." I replie.

He comes over and unties my hands and feet, then helping me off the bed. "For some reason I feel kinda uneasy about the fact that we woke up tied down to beds." He informs me. "Welcome to my mind, hope you enjoy your stay."

He walks to the door, trying to pry it open when I hear a familiar voice call my name. "Stiles?" I hear, "Stiles?" I take a few steps towards where the voice is coming from, "Stiles! Over here!" I hear.

Walking closer I see my mom in our living room on the couch with my dad. She looks healthy, holding a bowl of popcorn in her left arm, with her right hand patting the empty spot next to her. "Hurry! Your favorite show is coming on soon." She informs.

I start walking towards them, but it seems like with every step I take, they get further away. When I notice this I immediately start running. "Mom!" I yell, "Mom!!"

"Stiles!" She yells, "Hurry!" I continue running, but it's no use. She then stands up, opening her arms, "Hurry!" She continues. When suddenly an Oni appears behind her, jabbing its sword into her back. "Mom!!" I scream.

Finally I reach her as she slowly starts turning into black smoke, starting at her feet. It gets up to her neck in seconds, as she whispers, "Too late."

"Stiles!!" I hear. My eyes shoot open, only to meet with Derek's gaze. "Derek?" I ask, "Wha...what just...where...where is she?!" I stutter out.

"Where is who?!" He asks, "M-My mom." I say. His eyes hold sympathy in them, and a frown takes over his lips, "Stiles, I didn't see anybody." He says. "What?! That's impossible! She was right there!" I say, pointing behind me, "It was the Nogitsune." He tells me, bringing tears to my eyes.

I nod with sadness, and continue to walk. We walk into a big white room, with him standing in front of us. He turns around, looking at us, "Go ahead." He says, "Kill me. It won't bring your friend back." He smiles, sticking his arm out.

Derek walks over biting his arm. After a few short seconds, he falls to the floor leaving only dust.

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I wake up on the grass, with Derek laying next to me. I sit up, him doing the same. I look to Scott's lifeless body, with sadness and anger washing over my body and mind.

"It wasn't your fault." Derek tells me. "He's right Stiles, non of this was your fault." Allison says, tears rolling down her cheeks.

"This was all my fault." I say, "We have to bring him back!" I yell. Derek puts his hand on my shoulder and says, "We can't." I scuff, giving a harsh and nasty tone I yell, "You brought me back! Why can't we bring him back!"

Lydia looks to her feet, sadness in her eyes, "Because after you fell asleep. I screamed." A tear rolls down my cheek, as she continues, "He was meant to die, Stiles. I'm sorry."

I stand up, determined to get my best friend back, and start walking to the woods. "Where are you going?!" Derek asks, "I'm going to find another way."

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"Well, well, well, another Winchester!" She says, "No, a secret Winchester." I say, "And also a Werefox." I inform, "So what do you say? Do we have a deal?" She thinks it over for a second, "Deal!" I stretch out my hand, "Whoa! Hold on! We haven't figured out the details." She says, "I'll give you one month!" She smiles, "Three months." She shakes her head, "One week." I look at her with frustration, "One year. Just like Dean." I say.

She scuffs and rolls her eyes, "Fine! Deal!" I smile, "Okay, so you'll bring my best friend back?" I ask, "Yes. But if you try to get out of the deal, in any way, bye bye Scotty. For good." She says, "Same thing I told your brother."

I nod, and stretch out my hand again, but she simply smiles and says, "That's not how we do things around here." Before I knew it, her lips were pressed against mine, sealing the deal.

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I sit in the morgue, waiting for him to wake up. When suddenly he jolts awake, taking in a few gulps of air. "Scott?!" I ask, causing him to look at me, "W-what happened?!" He asks, "We almost lost you!"

He looks at me, "Well, you can't get rid of me that easily!" He laughs. I then trap him in a bear hug, and whisper.

"Thank god you're okay!" I pause, "We all are."

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A/N

I'm sorry....

If you didn't get what just happened, Stiles pulled a Winchester and sold his soul to bring Scott back.

I'm sorry for any mistakes, I'm really tired.

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed!! gotta hop! byee! :)