I'll Last Forever

A Note and a Sea of Blood

Noah should be back by now Stiles thought as he paced the room. Where is he?

Stiles paced back and forth his room, genuinely worried for Noah.

I'll try calling him again. Stiles grabbed his phone and dialed Noah's number.

Ring...Ring...Ring...Ring...Ring...Ring...Stiles hung up the phone. Tired of pacing the floor, he vamp sped down the stairs and opened the front door.

"What the hell?" Stiles said as he looked at a girl on the front porch. "Um..hi".

She looked at him, her lifeless eyes delving into his. She held up a piece of paper.

"Mieczysław" she gravely whispered...and then plunged a knife into her neck.

Stiles gasped in surprise, and caught her from falling. He acted fast, biting down on his arm and pressing it on her mouth. But it was too late. Stiles stared at her, watching the blood gently flow out of her neck. It glazed his hand, marking him, letting him know that the blood was there.Tempting him to feed from her. He resisted, You're stronger than this Mieczysław, he thought. He got up, grabbing the dead body by the arms and dragging her into the bathroom.

I'll deal with you later. Stiles thought and went to the front door looking for the note. He grabbed it.

Beacon Hills High School. Better hurry, you don't want the Noah to end up like her do you?

"Noah" Stiles whispered and sped off into the dark.

When he arrived at the doors of the high school he smelled blood, a lot of it.

Creak....

Stiles slowly opened the familiar grey door. It hit him like a train, there was crimson liquid splattered everywhere. All he could see was red, it was like a ocean of blood and the fleshy hearts that were ripped out were the ships. He could feel the suffering the people endured in the air. But he knew they were already dead. Stiles walked on, the hallways becoming worse with each step. It was all too familiar to him, memories of him destroying towns, villages, and families were fresh in his mind. And it broke his undead heart.

Stiles continued on...until Stiles found Noah.

"Noah" Stiles breathed as he rushed over to his limp form. He could hear a heartbeat, but it was faint. Stiles bit into his arm, the liquid slithered down his arm as he gave Noah his blood.

"Come on Noah...Come on".

Thump...Thump..Thump..Thump. Stiles could hear Noah's heartbeat get stronger.

"Stiles" Noah faintly whispered.

"It's ok Noah, you're ok"

"No..Stiles you have to get out of here"

Stiles quickly glanced around the room, scanning the area.

"What are you talking about Noah" Stiles said "I'm not gonna leave you".

"Stiles go...he can't control you again"

"Who..who can't control me again? Noah?"

"He means me, dear brother". A voice said

Cold ran down Stiles's spine. His heart stopped. Adrenaline started pumping through his veins.

Nooo..no. no.no. Not him not now. Stiles closed his eyes and let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding. And turned to look at the man.

"Klaus".