Demon Hunts, A Winchester Initiation [Book 4]

Watching You Cause Hell

Notes:

Ok so this chapter is tame, compared to the next one so be prepared.

I'm just gonna post the next one too. In a bit though because I have to write a bit more I think. I don't remember, I have a sleepy brain atm.

Enjoy.

(OH yeah, I Stiles curse a lot in while he's being possed and stuff. So yeah prepare.)

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Well, I think I knock out. But I see my eyes reopen. I stand up. I feel pain. But I seem to ignore it. I look down at my phone and I smash it but put it back in my pocket. There is no way I would do that. That thing cost me like $200. I seem to not care as I go to the side of my jeep. My side door is smashed in. Oh, my poor jeep. I seem to reach for the handlebar and pull. My eyes bulge, or at least they should be Because the door freaking pops off. I look at the door in my hand and drop it.

Okay, something is definitely wrong. One I have no control over my body. I say this as I start to search for something in the back. Two somehow I'm as strong as Derek. I seem to grasp something cold and metal.

I start to pull the freaking sword out. Oh yeah, that's the stupid reason I crashed. I seem to hold the sword up to the moonlight. It still has blood on it, gross. I wonder though how the hell did this get into my car. I know I sure as hell didn't put it there. And last I heard it was at the station with my dad. I start to contemplate how it could've gotten in my car and it dawned on me. Oh no.

"So Stiles, Did you finally figure it out?" I feel and hear my lips speak.

"Gerard," I say, but my lips don't move.

"Yes. But a little too late I suppose. I'm in control now." I feel my face smirk. And it's not my normal good-natured smirk, my face feels twisted.

"What are you doing? Why are you possessing me?" I feel myself laugh, an evil laugh.

"Well you see, I have the stuff to do. And who better to use than you. Someone who everyone trusts." I start to feel dread.

"Oh, this is new. You're like me. A hunter. Haha" I'm fuming,

"I'm nothing like you. You're a monster." My face frowns.

"Stiles you don't get it, I was the good guy. I was exterminating the world of those disgusting rabid dogs." I feel myself getting angrier.

"You have a code. Not like it mattered to you or your whore of a daughter." I see The sword cut into my leg. I can feel the excruciating pain. Damn it.

"You should watch yourself, Stiles, I have full control now. I can do so many bad things. I plan to do so many bad things." I'm scared because it's true and I can't do anything to stop him.

I see him take the sword and he breaks it over my knee. My knee feels like it's broken, yet I stand like nothings wrong. I see the sword in two pieces.

"Now I'll be keeping this piece with me," I say as I put the broken hilt in my back pocket.

"And this can stay in here as a backup plan." I place the sword part into my car under the seat.