Fallen Angel (Stiles Stilinski//Teen Wolf Fan Fiction)

Chapter 28

Stiles threw open the loft door, seeing Derek staring out his window dramatically.

"Go away Stiles" Derek growled, not wanting to face the friend he wronged.

"We need your help" Stiles whimpered. He sounded so distraught, Derek had never heard Stiles whimper before. Derek whipped around, seeing Scott push past Stiles.

Everything was in slow motion for him, Scott bursting in with Kathryn in his arms. She was pale, almost grey, her forehead was dripping in sweat and blood coated most of her torso.

Derek sprung into action, throwing books and phones off of a table, letting Scott lay Kathryn on it. She coughed, blood dripping out her mouth, her body contorting in violent spasms.

Kathryn let out a groan, a loud one that shook the entire building. Stiles watched, nails digging into his chin as he did everything Derek commanded, getting knives and chemicals. Kathryn shook, digging through her back pocket and pulling out her phone, dialling a very important number. Scott and Derek did what they had to do, opening her wound and digging through her body as she screamed louder.

"Who are you calling?!" Derek yelled.

"Hello?" The familiar voice answered. The boys were wide eyed, hearing chanting behind Jackson on the phone.

"NAMIA!" Kathryn screeched, the chanting behind her ending.

"Kathryn...." Jackson said warily, hearing her scream in pain, Scott, Derek and Stiles shouting around her, giving each other instructions on ho to treat her, heal her.

Derek began to stitch her up, Scott and Stiles throwing ideas beck and forth at each other of how to get the chemical out of her system as they listened to the phone call.

"Exum Solvos" Kathryn whispered, clenching her eyes. The voices on the other side of the call repeated what she said.

"Namia exum solvos" Kathryn whispered to herself over and over again. The call ended abruptly, Kathryn dropping her phone to the ground and she stopped breathing, her body going limp.

"Kathryn?" Stiles questioned, tears in his eyes.

An unbearable pain ripped through his chest, leaving him ultimately heartbroken.

Kathryn exhaled loudly, her eyes blank and lips pale, a thick smoke drawn from her lungs, fading into the air. Kathryn took a huge deep breath in, sitting up and feeling her stitched up wound.

Kathryn growled, feeling angry at Jennifer for putting her through so much pain, Scott, Derek fuming from the ears, after all the girl the pack loved was on her deathbed a mere second ago because of Jennifer. Although Derek didn't know that.

"Mistletoe"

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"What's that?" Scott asked as Kathryn and Stiles jumped out of the jeep, rain pouring down on them. Kathryn felt as if she should be more worn down after the attack, but anger fueled her, anger and her protective nature. Stiles held his bat up with fondness, Kathryn rolling her eyes.

"She has fire, you have claws I have a bat" Stiles said, shrugging. Scott looked to Kathryn with a confused expression.

"It's your moms, he calls it Cheryl" Kathryn sighed, strutting on to catch up with Derek and Jennifer. She had been picked up on the way to the hospital, so she hadn't seen Jennifer since she tried to kill her.

"Oooh it's witch bitch" Kathryn smirked, walking besides Derek and Jennifer.

"How are you even still alive?" Jennifer grunted as Derek tightened his grip on her arm.