To Dwell In Nightmares and Dreams

Reconstructing

It felt like his body was being slowly destroyed from the inside out.

Like his muscles and organs where being teared apart and twisted.

There was blood all around him, leaking from his pours.

If...the sorcerer drinking from the Silver Soul wasn't worthy of its power, it could kill them.

Was this what was happening?

Was he dying?

Because it felt like he was.

He screamed.

His voice was raw and one of pure agony.

Stiles watched in horror as his fingers started to tear apart in front of his eyes. He literally watched as his flesh was pulled apart, his skin falling from the flesh then the flesh falling from the bone.

It was... agonising...

He could barely think...

Then that pain was all over his body, Stiles watched as his clothes soaked in his own blood and his skin and muscle started to fall away from his own bones, leaving only a skeleton shape behind.

Stiles screamed as he realised he could see his own organs behind his ribs. They looked like they were being squished and torn apart.

It was like someone was skinning him alive then taking away the flesh, muscle and organs, leaving only a skeleton left.

But... he was...still alive.

How....?!

How was that possible!

Stiles then lost his own mind due to the pain and what he was seeing.

There was no Stiles.

No one.

Just pain.

Nothing else.

Nothing else.

It could have been days, hours or minutes when Stiles finally started to gain his sense of self again and regain his sanity.

The first thing that came into his vision was his own skeleton hands. He couldn't scream, didn't have anything left in him to scream.

Stiles watched, trembling as the bones started to thicken and grow then a strange silver energy seeped from the marrow and circled around him.

Veins grew from what seemed like thin air, the blood inside seemed to have a strange silver tinge.

Slowly he lifted his hand, watching as his muscles started to form themselves around the bone, creating fingers.

Stiles hesitantly put his fingers to his face, he could feel again but maybe he didn't want to feel because he didn't feel skin but bone.

He realised that it wasn't only his limbs and body that was affected at some point if someone was in here with him they would have seen a literal skeleton in front of them.

Stiles could feel the veins and flesh also slowly start to reform around his skull.

He let out a whimper.

Then the flash of pure agony was back but it was in his hands this time.

Stiles watched in shock and withheld a roar of pain as his hands that looked almost normal but his nails hadn't reformed yet, his hands started to grow at an alarming rate.

Soon after the pain rebounded across his whole body. Stiles screamed once more.

Everything started to reform at once but bigger and stronger than before, much bigger than before.

Stiles shut his eyes, gritting his teeth so hard that his jaw ached.

The pain slowly dulled and Stiles finally opened his eyes, letting out a shocked relieved breath.

He wasn't...dead?

He was....

He was a freaking giant!

What the hell?!

The silver soul room was ginormous so he wasn't squished but he definitely used up more room than before.

Trembling slightly he stood up, his clothes had been turned to rags and where still blood soaked.

Stiles then realised with shock that there were a number of different runes covering his body, where the hell had they come from?!

He felt....strange...

However Stiles didn't get to understand what was going on or how he was feeling because in that moment, he heard a couple of footsteps rushing down the stairs.

Someone was coming...

Hi everyone! So this is the story I'm going to update until I finish it :) I can't wait to start writing more!!! unfortunantly because of Christmas and its quite busy at the moment I won't be able to update every day however after Christmas I'll be able to update every day like I used to do. Anyway I hope you enjoy! And let me know what you think xx