Enchantress (Teen Wolf)

2-13

The door to the basement opened, and I shut it behind us quietly, hoping jay we wouldn't get caught. If we did, we'd get much worse than the time out room. I looked around the dusty basement, tanks stood everywhere and the walls were griming with dirt. I hugged my chest, the draft down here was awful, freezing.

"What exactly are we looking for?" I asked, spinning around as I took in the full atmosphere of the place, until I saw Stiles staring at something intently. I followed his gaze to a 5 carved into the wall.

"Something to do with that." He said, walking towards it, I followed him, a step behind as he clearly knew this place. My fingers caressed the 5, a sense of familiarity running over me.

"Is this to do with?" I didn't even have to finish the sentence before he flashed me a small nod. We decided to start searching through old files, and the pictures I found were very...Visual.

"Geez, they used to have a lot more fun before we arrived." I muttered handing him pictures of electro therapy and other things. There was a certain one, which I can't remember the name of, I didn't think it was important. They drilled a hole in your head, which is bad enough to keep anyway from these places for life, but not us.

"There's nothing here." Stiles sighed, putting his hands to his mouth, I could see the worry all over his face. I placed a hand on his thigh out of comfort, and he turned away from me.

"Are the lines on my back fading?" He asked, and so I lifted up his navy shirt, feeling rather nervous. They just looked like year old scars that were fading rapidly.

"They're almost gone." I said with a smile, but once I saw his face, I instantly knew it was bad news. "Not good?" I asked and he shook his head, I went to pull his shirt back down and he winced, due to my freezing cold hands.

"Sorry, it's freezing down here." I said clasping my hands together on my lap, and hunching my shoulders over. Anything to stop my constant shivering.

"It's okay, here." He whispered, his hand grazed over mine, before he held it tightly. I looked up at him, meeting his chocolate eyes, I saw a smile form at his lips. My eyes reverted between his eyes and lips. His lips brush mine. Not innocently, like a tease but hot, fiery, passionate and demanding. I want to pull away before I lose myself but I can't seem to...In this minty moment, my senses have been seduced and I can no longer think straight. "Raven..." he whispers slowly, prolonging each letter as if to savor them. I smile, my heart fluttering at his voice as I clasp my hands on either side of his face. Never before has my name ever felt so wonderful a one, I think, as I lean in for another.

We lay there, together on the sofa together, our hands clasped together and his arm wrapped protectively around my body, I could feel his pulsing heart beat on my back. Our legs tangled together as my eyes stared at the carved 5 on the wall, and a sudden idea hit me. I stood up, releasing myself from the tangle, the last thing I wanted to do. I approached the wall, curling my hand into a fist, before knocking on the wall, Stiles was standing behind me.

"It's hollow." I whispered, before placing my hands on the wall, and taking a deep breath. "Stand back." I closed my eyes and when I opened them, a purple glow formed under my palms, until the wall completely caved in, revealing a dead man in a chair. A very familiar man.

"It's him." Stiles muttered, standing in front of me protectively, which made me smile slightly. I made the purple energy dance in my palm, ready to attack it if it jumped out. Stiles reached into his pocket and pulled out a photo, our eyes widened as we looked at each other.

"We need to get this to Scott." Was the last thing I said, before an electric pulse vibrated through my entire body and I crashed to the ground, all my limbs shaking. It was Oliver. I glared at him, and he then tasered Stiles. The anger inside me began to boil, and I focused my breathing and closed my eyes, thinking past the electric shock vibrating through me. I felt the energy form, before feeling a sharp pain in my thigh. I opened my eyes the see that Oliver had injected something inside me, Stiles' eyes widened and I held my hand out towards him, as the world turned black.