The Dark Fox And The Dark Wolf

Because Its Fun

Lydia couldn't stop her screams as Stiles happily pulled of another finger. Derek was in to much pain to scream.

The shadows thickened suddenly as Nyx appeared before them, smiling broadly.

"You got them?" Stiles asked, not looking at her, only paying attention to the pain he was coursing Derek.

"Of course" Nyx said, sounding slightly insulted.

Her eyes went to Lydia, who was still being held by the throat by Scott. Her eyes narrowed slightly.

"Do you want my help?"

Nyx's shadows slowly slithered towards Lydia but Scott shook his head.

"No, we're in the middle of a game"

Stiles added with a sneer "And you're interrupting us. The hunters are dead, now you can go"

Nyx scowled at the dismissal in Stiles tone.

"Stiles, be nice" Scott said but it held no bite or firmness, maybe a little amusement.

Stiles drawled lazily "Why? She'll be dead soon"

Derek had no reaction, he was in to much pain.

Lydia's eyes however widened slightly.

The goddess tensed at those words, opening her mouth to say something but she wasn't quick enough.

Lydia let out a gasp as she was suddenly able to breathe properly, the hands around her throat gone.

The goddess cried out in shock as something painful shot through her arm.

Lydia's only thoughts were to escape, despite everything she was still human, still wanting desperately to survive.

She turned, making herself stumble forward even though most of her was screaming what about Derek?!

Stiles glanced at Lydia, then without really looking he clicked his fingers.

"Where do you think you're going? The game isn't over yet" He murmured mockingly.

The hall shimmered in front of her, the empty hall suddenly became a brick wall.

Lydia knew it was a illusion but she also knew she wouldn't be able to break it without defeating Stiles, which she knew she would not be able to do. Not with him having the power of a nine tailed Kitsune.

Nyx couldn't believe what was happening.

"You-you were planing to this! You were going to kill me anyway! Even though I helped you! Why?!" She snarled.

Scott stepped backwards, his mouth dripping with golden blood.

"Why?" He asked then he replied quite simply, like it was the most obvious answer in the world and she was an idiot for not getting it  "Because it's fun"

That's the last thing she heard because the Pagen god collapsed into dust, her expression warped into a silent scream.

"Y-your sick" Derek managed to gasp out, sweat pouring down his face.

Stiles laughed out loud, his eyes flashing a dangerous silver as he said tauntingly "Was that meant to hurt me little wolf? You'll have to do better"

Derek tried to growl but what came out was a scream of pain as in that moment Stiles grabbed hold of one of the wolfs ear gave a sharp yank and then twisted suddenly.

Lydia looked like she was going to throw up.

"Oops" Stiles chuckled, holding out his hand.

Derek's ear sat in his hand, blood dripping from it and Derek's head.

"So sorry, forgot my own strength"