Enchantress (Teen Wolf)

9

I stood up, the room was white, nothing but white.

"Hello?" I called out, my voice only echoed with no response. I sighed and spun around, taking in my surroundings and my mind jumped to the worst of conclusions. Was I dead? I turned around and came face to face with something all to familiar. Me. It wasn't just me, but a dark devil version and I couldn't help but feel scared in her presence. Her eyes glowed a dark purple and black cracks scattered around her skin and from her head towards her face, her purple hair fell down her back and purple lightening seemed to course through her veins and body. A devilish grin grew on her face and I took a step back as she took one forward.

"What are you?" I whispered, I had no clue what else I could say in this situation.

"Oh honey." She laughed. "I'm you." I took in her similar look and shook my head.

"I am NOT you." I spat and she just laughed again.

"I know you're not me." She said in response, she went to grab me, her tight grip on my shoulders made it feel like my body was on fire.

I woke up panting, I was laying on a cold metal bed and I saw worried faces instantly.

"Raven!?" Stiles said, he had a tint of red in his chocolate eyes and I couldn't tell if it was the lack of sleep or if he was crying. Derek and Scott then entered the room and Scott wrapped his arms around me as I sat up, this was the same time as Deaton walked in.

"How long have I been asleep? A couple of hours?" I asked and Deaton shook his head hesitantly and sighed.

"3 days Raven." Derek said and my eyes widened, that one conversation was 3 days!? I sighed and looked at my skin, it was pale and there was a black crack on my arm. I instantly pulled my sleeve down before anyone noticed, they all just assumed I was cold.

"I guess we'll head home." Scott asked and I nodded.

"Can I just talk to Stiles for a moment please." I asked and they all nodded before leaving, I made sure the door was shut before I started talking.

"What's wrong?" He asked, approaching me with a concerned look.

"Stiles something dark is going to happen to me and no matter what happens, it's not me." I whispered, I didn't give him a chance to reply though, because I left before he could.

"Lets go." I said as I got into Stiles' jeep. A moment later Stiles got in and he didn't turn the engine on, instead he turned to look at me.

"What happened in there Rave?" He asked looking at me, he looked really worried and I felt really guilty.

"I saw something, something dark and it's going to take over. Make sure whatever happens that you tell them it's not me." I whispered and Stiles knew not to keep pestering me, so he quit trying and instead turned on his car and started to drive to my house.

"I feel it to, I've been having these.... these night terrors." He started and I looked at him, however is attention was focused solely on the road.

"Night terrors? About what?" I asked.

"They're mostly about a this man, his face entirely wrapped in cloth and he's wearing an army jacket, he keeps threatening to take over and he's kidnapped me on many occasions in these night terrors." Stiles explained and I couldn't help but feel really bad for him, I was being selfish and making all the issues about me... once again.

"Stiles, god I'm such an idiot, I'm so sorry! I should be making sure you're okay instead of whining about pathetic issues." I said staring out of the window on my side and I suddenly felt a hand on my thigh, I looked at Stiles who was still focusing on driving. I blushed at his action.