To Dwell In Nightmares and Dreams

The Wayward Rose

The woods were familiar yet the energy in the air felt strange and cold. He could tell, he didn't belong here, not any more. Just as he was getting used to his surroundings, Stiles felt a new animalistic energy rush towards him and the sound of hurried footsteps.

Stiles eyes narrowed slightly as a group of people came into view. He could hear other people he couldn't see, surrounding him. Stiles let them, knowing he had nothing to fear, they might though, depending on how they acted.

He wasn't fond of wolves.

He didn't recognise them thankfully.

"Who are you?" A older man demanded, he was decked in tattoos and jewellery.

His hands were flexing nervously. Stiles knew he must sense the powerful magical aura surrounding Stiles.

"I'm looking for someone and I have reason to believe you and your pack know her where she is" He replied, trying to sound polite.

The pack looked at each other, unsure on how to approach this stranger.

"Maybe this would be quicker if I could speak with your alpha" Stiles said.

The guy he was talking to growled defensively "How do you know you're not speaking to him"

Stiles rolled his eyes as he replied shortly "I think that statement proved my point"

"Are you an emissary?" A younger werewolf spoke up, though staying behind the so called leader, to shy make himself known.

Stiles smirked.

"Something like that"

"Enough with that! Give us a straight answer!" The jewellery wolf snapped.

He let out a long suffering sigh as he said "Look, this would be much easier to talk about with your alpha, can you shut up already and take me to them?"

The wolf looked like he was going to argue so Stiles decided to give him some incentive.

He let his real power fill the air, his eyes turning a bright golden. The very sky seemed to darken with foreboding.

The wolves were staring at him in fear and shock.

Stiles smile was as fake as can be.

"Let me rephrase that..."

The abandoned warehouse just on the edge of the forest near a main road, creaked anonymously. 

The Alpha stiffened as he felt a strange energy he couldn't identify fill the space of the warehouse. His emissary paled quickly. He'd never seen such fear in her eyes before. 

"What is it? You know what this is?" He demanded. 

"We need to go now!" She snapped, not explaining, just grabbing hold of his arm and dragging him to the back exit. 

"No! The pack-" 

"Forget the pack, its to late for them!" She replied sharply. 

But then a deep powerful voice came from behind them, the facilities doors suddenly blown open as he heard the voice. 

"It might not be to late for them, for you though? I think your time ran out a long time ago" 

His emissary stopped in her tracks. 

"What is going on Roseleta!" He demanded but she didn't respond to him. 

"That voice..." She muttered. 

She then smiled as she turned towards the door but it was not friendly and seemed resigned even? 

"I thought I had felt the Grand Masters presence but its you isn't it? Mieczyslaw" 

Wait, there was a figure standing in the door way, when had he got there? Why hadn't he noticed him? 

He was young, a teenager? Probably in his late teens, in a strange looking cloak, stood in the doorway, like Roseleta he was covered in runes, even more so than her.  

An aura of power swirled around him, making the warehouse fill stuffy and humid. 

"Roseleta" He said, his voice suddenly sounding completely normal, the powerful timbre and energy than the alpha had been able to feel coming from his voice was gone "I think you and I have some left over business we need to finish up"

Hello! Due to life in general, my work and an illness I haven't been able to shake of yet I haven't updated in a while and due to that my plans to update once a day won't be happening, so sorry about that! From now on however the minium chapters I will put up a week is two, if its any less than that feel free to be angry with me in the comments! Anyway I hope you enjoy, let me know what you think and hope you had a great week!