STILES • TW//TO•

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CH03

"Dancing with the enemy and you didn't even know it."

*not my gif*

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Stiles knocked on his cousin's door. His suitcase in his hand and his heart at his feet. Elena had open the door with a big smile on her face. "Stiles, you came," she said. Jeremy right behind her before he stepped out and brought him into a hug.

 "Stiles. Haven't seen you in forever. How you been?" He asked stepping away. 

"It's been crazy," he said and the Gilbert nodded in understanding. They had gotten the werewolf information from Stiles back when they found out there where any. "Elena, I need your help too," he said. A nervous expression on his face. "Come in," she said with a worried expression along with Jeremy's.

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Stiles sat down on the couch, his feet bouncing up and down in a nervous manner. "Stiles, its okay. Just like you helped us many times, we'll help you. I'm sure Bonnie can find something and maybe Stefan and Damon know something that can help" Elena said. Stiles had told them about the nogitsune. It was better that way, because the faster he comes to the solution of getting rid of the evil fox, the faster he gets back to his town and to his friends, if that was even an option anymore. 

"Thanks but first we have to find a way to save you from that hybrid dude," he said glancing at Elena. 

"No, I've made up my mind," she said. Stiles stood up, a glare on his face. "No, I'm not going to lose you, neither is Jeremy or Caroline or Bonnie or Dad and I sure as hell believe the Salvatore brothers wouldn't let that happen" Elena stood up. 

"They'll die, if I don't. All of them. You don't understand" Stiles glared at her, shaking his head as he gripped his head between his hands. 

"Elena" Jeremy shouted. Stiles just gave her one last glare, seeing the mistake in her eyes before opening the door and walking out.

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He sat on the bench, his head in his hands as he bounced his leg up and down, it was sort of the only way the pain lessened. But it would always come back seconds later. He held onto those seconds like he held onto his sanity, tightly.

"Aren't you cold?" a voice said. A British person in Mystic Falls.

 Stiles glanced up at the man in front of him, who held a smirk as he stared, the once ball of sunshine, down. Stiles glanced him over. Blonde hair, blue eyes and easy on the eyes. "No" he answered.

 The hybrid raised an eyebrow in question. "Why is that," he asked as he sat next to him. The blue eyed man could smell the darkness and pain around him.

"Just used to it, I guess" Stiles respond. The hybrid frowned at that. Confusion on his face. So far he's been there, he couldn't smell anything supernatural on him but this strange familiar stench that covered his aura.

"You should get inside before you catch a cold" the man said. Stiles shrugged, sun in his eyes. Klaus could see the dark circles and bags for under his eyes, his skin sickly pale. But he can also see the moles littered on his face and the swirl of colors in his eyes.

"Stiles" he heard from the distance. He turned to see Caroline walking up to him. "Caroline," he said with a smile standing up before pulling her into a hug.

They pulled away and Caroline looked at the person that he was talking too, giving him a glare as she pushed Stiles back and away from him. "Woah, Caroline," he said. 

"Klaus" she hissed. Stiles eyes widen in recognition. He glanced at the man before him.

 Klaus smirked at him. "Dancing with the enemy and you didn't even know it," he said. 

He glared at him. "Leave him alone, Klaus," she said before pulling him in the opposite direction.

Caroline turned towards him stopping. "He didn't..." Stiles shook his head. "No, Care. He didn't compel me or anything" he said rubbing his face. "Stiles, you're in pain," she said as she held his hand. He took his hand back. "Im fine, Caroline," he said.

"You know Elena didn't mean it. She sometimes says things without thinking" Stiles nodded.

 "I know, it just..."

"Hard" Caroline finished.

 He nodded. "Super, incredibly hard," he said. His head started to hurt. He rubbed it, trying to ease the pain. He shouted as he fell to his knees. Pain overcoming his senses. His body shaking for the pain as he closed his eyes tightly.

 "Stiles" Caroline shouted kneeing down, one hand on his shoulders feeling the overwhelming pain he was in and how he shook.

He just wanted it to stop, everything. Tears rolled down his cheek. "Caroline, I cant..." His vision blurring. "I can't fall asleep, okay. I can't" Caroline nodded. Suddenly, he was picked up and carried off.

"Stiles" Caroline shouted looking around for him but he was gone.

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I UPDATED, SO I DECIDED THAT IT WOULD BE A FEW DAY BEFORE THE SACRIFICE ITSELF. BUT YOU'LL FIND OUT WHAT I HAVE PLANNED

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