Bitten

Chapter 22

I was back at my house and walked in. "Dude! Stiles! Where have you been?!" Scott asked running to me. "A friend's place. Why?" I asked. "We've got some company." Derek announced. I walked to the living room to see a couple of the Avengers sitting and standing around in the little room. "Well...this is too small a place for a group that consists of a super soldier, a billionaire in a metal suit, an assassin, an asgardian, a not-so-jolly green giant, and Robin Hood. Oh! And then there's the other group of supernatural freaks. Consisting of a True Alpha werewolf, a Beta werewolf, 2 Omega werewolves, a Chimera that happens to be bonded to an alien organism that morphs into a giant evil black version of my spider suit with giant white eyes, a reptilian tongue, and razor sharp teeth. Did I mention that it also killed my aunt? Bonded to the one person that is evil incarnate himself. Then there's the Banshee, werecoyote, and the guy that got bit by a radioactive spider and was given superpowers. Oh and he wears a tightskin red and blue suit with a giant black spider emblem plastered on his chest. Who may or may not be possessed by the Nogitsune...again." I said sarcastically crawling to the ceiling to have some space for myself. "I'll never get use to that." Iron-Man said looking up at me. "Mr. Stark...I thought you didn't want anything to do with me?" I asked. "I made a mistake kid. People do that. Thing is...I want to help you. All of us do." Mr. Stark replied. "Oh...you want to help me? I don't need help at the moment. Theo does....supposedly." I said. "Kid get off the ceiling." Stark said. "Stiles...we all want to help." Scott said. "How many times do I have to tell you people? I'm not the one who needs help! Mr. I-Turn-Into-An-Evil-Giant-Alien-Spider-Man-Monster is the one that needs an exorcist." I said sarcastically. "I thought that was you? Nogitsune. The 1000 Year Old Evil Fox Spirit." Isaac said. I gave him a glare and he shut up. "We can't fix me. I'm not important right now. Theo is. He's got a psychotic alien organism living inside of him." I said pointing to Theo. "And you have an ancient evil demon inside your body and mind." Scott said. "Okay we get it! We've got two evil things to deal with." Malia said. "Fine. How are you going to help us?" I asked Mr. Stark coldly. "Well. One I'm one of the smartest people on the planet and two I'm me so, there's that." Tony said throwing his hands in the air. I rolled my eyes. My gaze fell onto Cassie. She gave me a small smile and continued listen to her father ramble on about science. "Look kid. Whether you like it or not. We're gonna help you. So deal with it." Stark said. I let out a sigh. Everyone was looking at me. "I'm going upstairs. Scott I need a word with you. Now." I said with a bit of venom in my words and headed up the stairs. Scott's eyes widened as he jumped to his feet and followed me. I spun around. "What the hell were you thinking?!" I exclaimed in whisper. "I think we need more science than we need supernatural experience, Stiles." Scott said. "I am a scientist! I went to a science oriented school for god's sake." I said. "No offense Stiles but when's the last time you were in a science lab?" Scott asked. I scoffed. "When's the last time you were actually in a science class?" I countered. "Touche." "Scott, sure bringing Tony Stark was a smart move. But did you really have to bring the entire Avengers here? I'm pretty sure they have bigger problems than me and Theo." I said. "Shut up and deal with it, Stiles. You've been on your own for too damn long being Spider-Man! It's time you stop doing things alone and ask for help!" Scott exclaimed pushing me into the wall and pinning me there. "Stiles, I'm going to tell you the very same thing you told me at the Glen Capri." Scott said. "Let go of me." I said my eyes pitch black. "No. You need to listen to me. Stiles. You're my best friend. My brother. We help each other. We lose and win...together. We fight together. We lean on each other in times of need. Stiles...I need you just as much as you need me. How many times did I do something completely ridiculous just to have you save my ass?" Scott said. "Countless." "How many times did you mess up and I saved your ass?" Scott asked again. "Also countless." I answered. "Stiles, you say you're fine but I can see it. Your heartbeat tells me another story. Your chemosignals betray you, Stiles. I can see that inside this hero facade you wear every day, acting like everything is normal...is the same old Stiles who worries about every fucking thing. And I know...that the death of your aunt is ripping you apart from the inside. And Stiles...if you don't let those emotions out, you're going to get worse. You're going to explode. It's okay to be sad, dude. I went through the same thing with Allison. But you have to let yourself feel. Or else you'll be lost forever and the Nogitsune inside will take over." Scott said looking desperately in my pitch black demonic eyes for some sort of response.

     My normal eyes returned and had tears in them. "I can't feel emotions like sadness right now, Scott. No matter how much I really want to. No matter how much I would love to break down and eat a bucket of ice cream and watch fail videos of cats. I can't. I have to be the hero. I can't be Spider-Man and Stiles and sad at the same time." I said as a tear rolled down my cheek. "But you can! I do it. Derek does it and Malia and Isaac and Argent. They fight through it." Scott said. "Actually, I heard that Argent learned to compartmentalize his emotions." I said. "Stiles!" Scott said. "Dude! I can't deal with this right now!" I said walking away drying my face off. I noticed the black tendrils on my forearm. I self-consciously covered my arms. But I had the feeling that Scott saw them as well. "They're getting worse, aren't they?" Scott asked pointing at my arms. "Yeah." I whispered heading downstairs. I saw everyone was looking at the stairs until they saw me and looked away.