Lost --(Discontinued)--

"This Is Me Now"

Scott, Lydia, and Malia waited outside of Stiles's house. Derek couldn't make it.

It didn't feel right to be snooping around their friend's place, but Scott just knew that Stiles was hiding something.

They hid across the road and down a house, just to be safe.

"Scott, we've been waiting for like 20 minutes! Maybe you're just being paranoid," Lydia said.

Scott sighed. "We can't back down from this. I know something's wrong."

"This is so...stupid!" Lydia exclaimed. "We're in bushes. Outside of our best friend's house!"

"Well what else do you suggest?!" Scott whisper-yelled. Lydia had no answer.

"Look, maybe-"

"Sh!" Scott shushed her. "Someone's there." They looked over and sure enough, there was someone at Stiles's door. But it wasn't just someone.

It was that man from school that Stiles was talking to.

He knocked on the door and Stiles opened almost instantly. The man walked in and the door closed.

Scott immediately broke into a run towards the house. Lydia and Malia followed, but they were hesitant. Scott walked onto the porch, and listened.

-"tomorrow night. That was the man's voice.

"Chris, I don't think it should be tomorrow. They are expecting me to be at some party at someone's house." Stiles. The way he said "they" sounded like it was filled with hatred and annoyance.

"You're gonna have to show them soon. The power's out now, and they're gonna pay for everything they've done to you and us."

"So you're the enemy they've been trying to fight off?"

"Yes," Chris answered, sadness and anger in his voice. "They killed many of our people."

"I'll make sure they pay." Shivers ran down Scott's spine. What power?

As if Scott's question triggered something in Chris's head, he asked, "So how is it? How do you feel?"

"Supreme. It's like I can do anything I want. The feeling is just...unbelievable. I don't know how I could live without this."

"It was always in you. You just needed a little help to bring it out again."

"And you-"

Scott didn't want to hear any more. He ran off the porch and across the street, the girls following. They got into Lydia's car and drove to Derek's loft.

XXXXXXXXXX

Scott told the story to the entire pack at Derek's place. They all listened attentively, but were shocked at the story.

"So Stiles has some sort of power now?" Derek asked after Scott finished.

"Yes, and by what I heard, I would say it's better than what happened with the Nogitsune."

"But that was months ago!" Kira said.

"I know. It hasn't been that long, though. Some of the strength may have been conserved inside of Stiles's body, and now it has the chance to come out."

"So...what do we do?" Liam asked.

"Interesting question," a voice said. Everyone turned around and looked towards the source. It was Stiles.

"Congrats, Scott! You figured it out!"

There was a pause.

"Oh come on! Don't any of you have any questions for your dear Stiles?" He asked, enjoying this.

"What happened while you were away?" Scott asked, his voice steady.

"Hmm, let's see. I met a group of people. More importantly, the people who you're trying to kill. Now, they were interesting creatures. They're werewolves, but better and stronger.

"So, they took me into their lair, and brought out something from inside of me. They gave me strength and power! I can now do things no one else can; I can now hate you enough to kill you."

"There has to be a cure," Lydia cried.

Stiles laughed. The majority of them shuddered at his mischievous voice. "There isn't. Because this isn't a disease or a sickness. This is me. I've had this in me all along! I just didn't know it!"

"There has to be a part of our Stiles alive in there. And he knows that he has to use this ability against those creatures!" Scott yelled.

Stiles's smile faded, and his face went neutral, like he was thinking. But then he blinked, and the evil returned to his eyes.

"Sorry," he said, clearly lying. "This is me now." And then he disappeared.