The Dark Fox And The Dark Wolf

Awakening The Dark Fox

Stiles ended up panting against an ally way. His skin was crawling and he felt like he couldn't control his body. Something cold and scarily familiar was rushing through his veins.

Far to familiar.

Stiles swore loudly, body trembling. It felt like something was forcing its way into his body, his mind.

It's time Stiles...

He could hear it whispering things to him, getting louder and louder, an echo of what used to control him and possess him, darkness.

"Stiles?"

A cautious voice rang out  from the entrance of the ally way.

Stiles whole body and his eyes widened in fear but not for him.

"Liam!" He spat "Get out of here!"

"I-I heard you and Scott talking, I-"

"Liam! For fucks sake! Just go, you need to get out of here" He snapped, a deeper timbre running through his voice.

His hands curled into shaking fists as he tried desperately to restrain himself, to stop himself from the darker impulses and instincts that were slowly taking over his soul.

He couldn't...

He couldn't hold out for long.

He couldn't...

He couldn't deny this part of himself any longer, ever since he had gotten a taste of darkness, Stiles had been afraid, so afraid of himself.

Because he had liked it. Because he had enjoyed it...

But he couldn't...

Not now.

Liam was, Liam would-

But then since when was his first priority Liam? Since when did he care about the beta who had stolen Scott from him? Since when-

Shut up!

Just shut up he screamed at himself.

"Stiles-"

"I told you to go!" Stiles roared and Liam stepped backwards, eyes widening at he saw a silver gleam in Stiles eyes glow brightly.

Stiles swore loudly, crashing his fist into the wall by his side, it left a dent.

Liam didn't know what to do, half of him was screaming at him to follow Stiles advice and run but the other half of him was worried for Stiles and seriously wanted to find out what the hell is going on?!

Stiles turned away from Liam, his whole body rigid with tension. He was panting, taking deep panicked breaths in and out, leaning against the wall.

Liam's feet froze, uncertainty flooded through him, what should he do?

Then Liam watched as slowly Stiles breathing returned to normal and his hands unclenched. His body slowly relaxed, unwinding...

He slowly let out a breath then Liam watched perplexed when Stiles suddenly let out a chuckle.

"Actually you don't have to leave, I'm feeling much better"

Liam stepped backwards, his heartbeat escalating.

Stiles took a couple of deep breaths in, breathing in Liam's scent, the amount of confusion and fear had increased.

He grinned broadly, showing teeth. Ah, that was a much better scent, it smelled beautiful.

He felt good, he felt stronger and much calmer. Why had he been so against this? Why had he been so against letting the darkness in?

He honestly felt fantastic, he hadn't felt this good in a while.

Liam stepped backwards more, the feeling of needing to get out of here was basically screaming at him.

"Okay... I think I'll just-"

"Oh no your not" Stiles chuckled, finally turning to face Liam head on. He looked... amused.

"I did give you a chance, you didn't take it" Stiles said casually, like what he was saying made complete sense.

Liam still had no idea what was going on. But he only now realised that he really did not want to know!

Stiles shook his head, making a tutting sound.

Liam swallowed as he said shakily "Stiles, I-"

Stiles interrupted him harshly "You really should have listened to me Liam" He said it like he was trying to sound sorry but he didn't sound sincere at all.

There was a cold terrifying realisation at what could possibly happen to him that overwhelmed Liam before it happened.

The last thing he saw where Stiles eyes staring down at him, looking oddly hungry.

They were silver.