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XXVIII. Haunting → Stilinski

Warning; Mentions of violence and banishment.

[Season 3A]

Y/N's POV

"What does that mean?"

"It's a symbol of an Alpha pack."

"Wait, there's a pack of Alphas?"
Stiles asked Derek, confused.

"Yes, and they're here." Derek exclaimed.

"Why are they here?" Scott worriedly asked.

Derek sighed, "I heard something from Peter about a Fallen Angel here in Beacon Hills. We both guessed that the Alpha pack is here for that Angel."

After hearing Derek's theory, I visibly froze. I was an Angel before. An Angel with big white wings and was serving God from above but not anymore. I cleared my throat, "What if you're wrong? what if they're after someone else?"

"I don't know. But I know, that there is a possibility that the Fallen Angel is in danger while the Alpha pack is here." Derek sternly said.

I quietly sighed while I rubbed my temples. It seems that everywhere I go, they just keep on tracking me, haunting me. It's been decades since that Alpha pack have been trying to persuade me into joining their pack, obviously to add strength in them. But I refused and because of that, they choose the hard way to make me join them.

"Hello, Y/N!"

I slughtly jumped as Stiles waved his hand infront of my face, waking me from my thoughts. "What?"

"I said, you looked pale. Are you okay?" He asked, worriedly.

"I'm fine," I shook my head, "actually I'm not. Can you take me home, Stiles?"

He nodded, "Sure."

×××

"Okay, what's goin' on with you?"

"Huh?" I said as I plopped down on my bed, bouncing a litte as I did so.

Stiles crosses his arms with a frown, "You're acting strange, like different strange. You're being weirder than usual."

Stiles seems trustworthy, right?

I sighed, "I-I think that the Alpha pack is after me."

Stiles' frown only deepen, "What? why are-" then his eyes suddenly widen that I assume he figured it all out. "Y-y-you're t-the Fallen Angel?"

I nodded.

"Why named Fallen Angel?"

"Because I fell, Stiles. I fell from heaven. They banished me, punishing me for my shameful sin. As a part of my punishment, they made my wings crimson red, they stained the dignity that has left in me. They made my used to be white dress into a black one, making me suffer as the image of myself as an Angel slipped away from my mind. They made me a Demon, Stiles," I sighed, "They made me think that Hades wants me in his side, both of us wanting a revenge to Zeus because of his horrible decisions. I guess that's what the Alpha pack wants me."

"Wait, sin? what did you do?" Stiles questioned.

"I fall inlove with a werewolf."

Stiles whisper an almost unaudible 'what' as he told me to why it is considered as a sin. "Years ago, Angels and Werewolves are enemies. Deaths of Werewolves occured and because of the Angels' hatred towards them, they were the ones who's ideal to murder each other. And between the war of Werewolves and Angels, I met Ludwig."

"He was the one who you fall inlove with." Stiles softly exclaimed as he hold my smakl hands in his.

I nodded, "At first, we hated each other but we became friends despite our kinds protest. Until Zeus, himself, caught the two of us together. He punished me by sending me to the ground. He punished Ludwig by taking his life infront of his kind.

"Killing him is the way to show how powerful Angels really are, we are considered as the highest supernatural creatures of all time. And a love between Angel and a Werewolf can cost hundreds of lives to be slaughtered."

"That's why the Alpha pack wants you, they want a powerful supernatural creature in their side to rule the world." He said.

"And I think I might join them." I mumbled.

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Thank you for reading!
-lys.