The Dark Fox And The Dark Wolf

All Alone In The Woods

It did feel interesting, feeling like this. His darker instincts at the fore front. He still felt like himself, like Stiles and he wasn't trapped in the back of his mind watching his own body do things without his control.

In all sense and purposes he was a powerful Nogitsune. Giving in to the darkness around his heart had brought all the influence the Nogitsune had ever had on him brought up to the surface in turn, transforming him into a shadow of what the Nogitsune that had possessed him, would have been like.

Despite that he still felt like himself, he knew what he was doing and feeling was wrong but it seemed like his humanity the darkness had taken something else as well and twisted, warping his moral compass.

He knew these things but he just didn't care anymore. He knew he should feel for the pack, for his friends but he didn't feel anything for them, in fact in his eyes they were just chess pieces that could be moved around to create more chaos.

Now he was a Nogitsune he could literally feel the chaos in the air when it was near, he could literally feed from it and it made everyone else's strife and pain taste even more delicious.

He snapped back to reality as Derek called out to him. He and Derek were walking to the Hale house where the rest of the pack where waiting, to talk about what had happened to Liam.

Derek had wanted to talk to him alone.

"Sorry, what did you say?" Stiles asked curiously, keeping his tone level.

Derek didn't think anything of Stiles day dreaming, he did it a lot anyway.

"What did Scott want to talk to you about? He asked to speak with you in private didn't he?"

Ah, around the time he'd killed Liam, he did taste very nice. Stiles wondered hungrily what Derek would taste like, he must have suffered a lot, with what happened to his family.

That pain must still be tucked away inside somewhere, you couldn't just forget or get over something like that.

Stiles realised that Derek was waiting for him to answer.

"Oh, um not that much..." He trailed of,  his mind zeroing on how hungry he was ...

It didn't matter did it?

It's not like they needed him for anything.

He was the only suspicious one, the rest of the pack had no clue. One noisy wolf had already been taken care of, why not a second?

Well okay, he was trying to convince himself he was doing this for a reason and it was what should be done to protect their plan.

But really? He was just hungry, so why the hell not?

He stopped, turning around to face Derek.

"Actually he did say a few things that were quite interesting"

Suddenly something didn't feel right in Derek's mind, maybe it was the way Stiles was watching him and how his tone of voice suddenly changed.

"Oh?"

"Yeah, now that I think about it. There were a few details that we talked about that you might be interested in"

"Like what?" Derek asked warily, something tightening in his gut, something inside him was now warning him to run but why...

Suddenly...

And if it does it will not just be Scott you have to watch out for... look out for Stiles will you?

Look out for Stiles will you?

Stiles watched with delight as realisation formed on Derek's expression and he breathed in sharply.

He walked up to him, hands in pockets, a dark smile on his face.

"You know, I think you've figured it out for yourself" Stiles said, pure sadistic amusement washing through his voice.

The way Stiles was looking at him...

"That wasn't Scott was it? Scott killed Deaton but it was clean and quick. Liam's was dragged out and killed for a someone's sick amusement, it wasn't Scott's, it was yours, right?"

Stiles didn't answer that but his smirk was all that Derek needed to know.

He tensed even more when Stiles eyes flashed silver.

"All alone in the woods Derek?"