Stiles' Brother

Chapter Eight

Third Person's POV

"Hey, let's get everyone off the roof." Sheriff Stilinski tells Deputy Parrish. "And see if you can stall the ME for five minutes. I've got an expert of my own coming to take a look." Deputy Parrish turns to him.

"You've got an expert on teenage cannibals?" Parrish asks.

"Five minutes, Parrish." Sheriff Stilinski says.

"Hey." Parrish says, waving at everyone, telling them to get off the roof. Sheriff Stilinski turns, seeing Derek standing by the edge of the roof.

"Uh, I guess you've been there long enough to hear we don't have much time here." The Sheriff says. "Scott said he called himself a wendigo."

"Cannibalistic shape-shifters." Derek says, looking around. "But I haven't heard of them in Beacon Hills for a long time. Must've been well-hidden. How many people did Scott say were up here?"

"Just Sean and the axe-murderer who apparently has no mouth. You wouldn't know anything about that, would you?" The Sheriff asks. Derek shakes his head.

"There was someone else. Someone young. And male." Derek says.

"You can smell his fear?" The Sheriff asks.

"And his blood." Derek says.

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Stiles' POV

"Like I said, I told my dad everything I could." I say, walking into Scott's house, with Scott.

"Did you tell him about Liam?" Scott asks.

"You barely told me about Liam! What did you do with him, anyway?" I ask.

"He's upstairs." Scott says.

"Doing what?" I ask.

"Um... Lying down." Scott says. I give him a weird look, and he motions for me to follow him, which I do, hesitantly. Scott leads me to his bathroom, and pulls back the shower curtain, revealing a tied-up Liam, with duct tape on his mouth. I slowly pull the curtain back to conceal Liam, and we go to Scott's room, and sit on his bed.

"So you bit him." I say.

"Yeah." Scott says.

"And you kidnapped him." I say.

"Yeah." Scott says.

"And brought him here." I say.

"I panicked." Scott says.

"Yup. This isn't going to end with us burying the pieces of his body out in the desert, is it?" I ask, and we hear Liam's muffled cries coming from the bathroom. "Okay, as a reminder, this is why I always come up with the plans. Your plans suck."

"I know. That's why I called you. So, what do we do?" Scott asks. I sigh, and we bring Liam out of the bathroom and sit him down on the bed.

"Okay, Liam, we're going to take the tape off your mouth. If you scream, it goes right back on. Talk quietly, it stays off. Okay?" I ask. Liam nods, and I take the tape off Liam's mouth, and he lets out a painful yelp. "Listen, Liam. You've seen a lot of confusing things tonight. And more confusing things are going to happen because of the confusing things that happened tonight. Do you understand?" I ask.

"No." Liam says.

"Good. That's good." I say.

"I don't understand, either." Scott says. I give him a look.

"Maybe you should tell him." I say.

"Tell me what?" Liam asks.

"Liam, what happened to you, what I did to you, which I had to do in order to save you, it's going to change you." Scott says.