Doctor Who/Teen Wolf Crossover: Running Out Of Time

Revealed Loss and Hatred

Stiles swore silently in his head, he must have dropped it when the ship moved, dam! He knew it, his cover was blown, it was only a matter of time.

He stepped forward, regarding the Doctor coldly.

"That would be mine"

The Doctor seemed to pale even more, shaking his head in disbelief "I don't get it"

"There's nothing for you to get" Stiles sneered, finally letting the spilled up hatred overlap his voice and face.

The Doctor looked completely startled and confused. 

He just didn't understand what was going on!

Why would this kid want to...kill him?

"I think there's been a misunderstanding here-"

"No misunderstanding Doctor" Stiles growled.

He just shook his head in confusion "I don't-"

"Look at you, so pathetic, so arrogant. Who would ever want to kill the Doctor? The Saviour, the Incoming Storm? The Hero.  You didn't start out that way! Did you!"

Maybe this is what Stiles needed? Just to get everything out of his system, maybe he wouldn't try and kill him Scott thought hopefully. Watching the two interact warily.

"You didn't even go back! You didn't even to go back and save our planet" Stiles voice cracked as he spoke.

The Doctors eyes widened as what possibly was going on caught up with him.

Could it be?

"O-our-"

Stiles felt himself snap right there and then, did this idiot not understand?!

"You killed them!" Stiles practically roared.

The Doctor couldn't believe it. It couldn't be true!

"You-you're a Time Lord?!"

Stiles eyes clouded over with tears. He then gave an incredibly bitter laugh "Just a Time Lord? Aw, you recognise me?"

"Well-" Stiles said with a nasty look on his face "It has been many years and I have regenerated so maybe I shouldn't expect you too recognise me but I recognised you!"

The Doctor stared at him, eyes wide. He could practically feel the hate admitting from Stiles.

"Who...are you?" He asked quietly but there was an element of fear to his voice.

There was a nagging at the back of his mind.

That really he knew who this was but was trying to ignore it, to ignore his instincts because the boy in front of him couldn't be him.

It couldn't be...!

Stiles eyes narrowed as he recognised quthe Doctors expression and the tone of his voice.

"You know, don't you? You know who I am, you just can't accept it"

"This isn't possible" The Doctor said shakily.

Stiles stepped forward, eyes completely focused on the Doctor, a sneer on his lips.

"You should know by now, anything's possible big brother"

The Doctors whole body froze, no... he didn't hear that right.

But he knew deep down inside him he had. This is why he had looked so familiar but...

"I thought you were dead!" The Doctor cried out. He swore he had seen it happen, the Daleks had caused that  fire, that had consumed his home, he had believed that he hadn't escaped, no one escaped from it.

Eyes blazing with fury, Stiles practically snarled "You're going to wish I was!"

So sorry this took so long I've been ill for the last couple of days. I'll be replying to comments for my last chapter later as it's four  am and I really need to go to sleep, lol. Anyway have a good night x