Prisoner :Stiles Stilinski:

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:Alice:

"GOD!" I yell frustrated as I slam the attic door close. "Ali, just calm down we're gonna find him," Chris says as he and Stiles follow me. "What if we don't, what if right now some psychotic thing is bashing his head and strangle him and using him as a sacrifice while we just stand here and do nothing," I say as I start to flick through The Book of Shadows, our family book which holds all the things we need to look out for. "Alice, it's not gonna help if you loose your patience and start rambling like you do when you are mad," Chris says walking towards me. "Me, Scott and the others are gonna help you in every way possible to find your dad," Stiles adds as he walks towards us. "You're not on your own Ali," he adds as he places his hand on my shoulder. "I ugh, think I'm gonna head off to bed," I say as I rush off to my room.

I collapse on my bed and stare at the ceiling. My door opens a bit and Stiles pokes his head in. "Can I come in?" he asks and I nod. "I'm not going to ask you how you're feeling cause I know you'll give me some smart ass comment," he chuckles as I laugh. "You seem to have figured me out already," I say and he smiles at me. "Yeah, I've noticed a lot actually, how you hate interacting with other people, how you mess with your powers when you're bored, how much you love to help others but hate them at the same time," he chuckles at his last statement and I smile looking at the ground. "How you get mad when Peter calls you ouija board," he continues as he starts to step closer. "How you can't function if you don't have your morning coffee," he says as he kneels in front of me. "How when you heal me your glow is brighter than when you heal anyone else," he finishes as I feel a lump in my throat. He leans forward and I freeze, that's until he connects our lips and warmth floods through my veins. I respond quickly and place my hands behind his neck. We slowly pull away and his eyes widen. I notice a white glow around my body and a smirking Chris at my bedroom door. "You found your soul mate, moms known for a while," Chris smirks and I give Stiles a look. "That's why your always here talking her," I gasp and he smirks. "What can I say? I'm good at keeping secrets,"

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Due to my new found rage I've landed in detention with Allison and Isaac in the janitors closet, cleaning. "You okay?" Allison questions Isaac who seems on edge. "Yeah, just not a fan of small spaces," he answers and I just decide to start cleaning up. "Can I ask you a question?" she continues. "Do you have to?" he says and I give him a look for being rude. "I guess not, but I'm gonna ask you anyway. Did you tell anyone I was at the school the other night?" she asks him and I raise my eyebrows at her. When the hell where they at the school. "Was I supposed to?" Isaac replies with the same tone. "It'd make me really happy if you didn't," she says. "Well, you being happy isn't really a big priority of mine," he starts. "Especially since you stabbed me, twenty times, with knives," he finishes and I decide to stay out of their little dispute. "They were actually Chinese ring daggers," she corrects him. "Sorry," she then apologises and I get really confused. "Was that an apology?" he questions. "Would you except an apology?" she bites back and I just sigh getting on with the cleaning. Suddenly the door slams shut and the light goes off. "Isaac, you okay?" I ask him as he starts muttering and jiggling the door knob. "There's something against it," he says pushing against the door. He begins to freak out and Allison and I try to calm him down but he gets worse. He pauses for a while and I push Allison behind me as he looks at us and his eyes are glowing yellow. "Isaac, you need to cal-" he cuts me off by grabbing my wrist and slashing my stomach. I cry out in pain and he goes to go for Allison but I trip him and he falls backwards. Suddenly the door opens and Isaac is pulled out. Allison rushes to my side putting pressure on my stomach. Scott helps her get me out of the closest and Isaac starts apologising. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it," he frantically says and I shake my head. "It's fine Isaac," I say as Scott takes my hand and helps me heal. Once I'm healed Allison helps me stand up. "How come you couldn't heal?" Scott questions. "I don't know, but I'm gonna find out,"