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Stiles is cursed.He learned of such a thing thanks to his mother- She wrote down everything he needed to know in one of her many diaries, Stiles learned about his curse when he was 12 and in the same day he learned that such curse was hereditary, it came from his mother's side of the family and affected everyone when they reached their 30 years of age- Their bodies would slowly and painfully rot away, dying a little every single day. Instead, she absorbed, took a large portion of this curse to herself and that large portion of the curse managed to amplify her own, making it too strong. When Stiles was 6, her mind was completely consumed by the curse and she tried to kill him multiple times, it was hard but they managed. Stiles' genius mind developed quickly and he came to learn several languages at an early age, his mind adapted to things quickly but also clinged to certain things due to his new fear of losing things! He became obsessed over simple things like his dad's diet for example, but he also got obsessed with someone's mind- Lydia Martin was smart, and like him she hid her own genius mind behind a mask, while he used stupidity and his own lack of brain to mouth filter she used a mean girl act and her stubbornness, which was what had Stiles furiously trying to get her attention to break away her mask and reveal her true self to everyone. Soon it became their game, the one who managed to make the other reveal their genius mind first would lose- Stiles kept the act of smart but stupid ADHD boy with a dumb best friend (He actually liked Scott, the guy was a puppy) while Lydia kept her mean girl with a jock boyfriend act. But then their acts fell apart on themselves, seeing as Werewolves were real- Which Stiles already thought they were, seeing as he is literally cursed! His curse is rather... interesting. It makes so his body is weak and fragile, weaker than normal humans, his bones can break easily but just as easily they mend back together, his sensitivity to pain and pleasure is about 10 times the normal amount a normal human feels (When he found out prostates exist, he easily became addicted to fucking himself) because his nerves are, like, super wired! Stiles is pretty sure his mind and reflexes are also about 10 times faster than a normal human's due to the things he knows how to do- Due to the ADHD and the sheer speed of his thoughts, Stiles has learned how to keep more than one chain of thought at the same time, being calable of thinking about three or more things at the same time, predicting changes in a battlefield is his favorite passtime.He loves strategy games, from the classics such as chess to the modern ones like some MMORPGs or the likes. Due to his stubbornness and being a weak human, he was taken by Gerard Argent who showed him what true pain is like- The man was a sadistic asshole, and Stiles said absolutely nothing to him even though he felt like he was dying every second the guy had punched his ribs! They did break, but they also went back in place because his curse makes so his bones mend themselves back after they are broken, which is a very painful process, his whole healing thing is a whole process that is slow and painful, but hey, at least he doesn't get sick easily! He heals slower than a Werewolf, but miraculously enough, faster than a human.He always thought it was all part of the curse, but apparently it's part of his own magic? Because he wants to heal himself, his magic just does it! And hey, Stiles' magic is really useful when it comes to delicate works, such as controlling mountain ash and making intricate wards, besides that? He has a hard time making anything to actively hurt someone, like his magic refuses to hurt, only heal and protect was what he could do! He spent the whole summer creating a site that he could use to sell information on the supernatural and help others, he soon became very known because his information managed to save a few packs in the US of A! They wanted to know about a monster, they paid the price, he gave them the information. He of course did not help hunters, how did he distinguish between hunters and actual supernaturals needing help? Simple! He infiltrated several hunter forums and planted moles within, these moles were codes that copied themselves infinitely and whenever a user entered the forum or interacted with it, the virus would attach itself to their computer and then spread over absorbing information on everything the hunter had in their computer! And like that, Stiles got the IP idress of thousands of hunters, IPs that could use to identify if they were a hunter or not, he just ran the IP through a code that searched through the database he gathered and the program would tell him if the one who sent him a question or request was or wasn't a hunter. Of course many would try to either use other devices once their questions get ignored or refused, but the VPN and coordinates are still the same, which Stiles also uses to detect hunters. Easy, right? Anyway- Now Stiles' pretty much rich! He still hates his curse though, it makes him feel weak, even more so now that his friends are werewolves! Also, Scott ignored him the whole summer because he was focusing on working to buy a bike and pining for Allison, the mini psychopath Argent who went to Paris- Stiles doesn't really like her that much. He is pretty sure that if she can be so easily manipulated, then she wasn't manipulated as much as whatever that was inside her was set free into the world- She is not innocent and never will be! "The one you speak of has great darkness inside her heart." Oh, right! Meet Void, the Nogitsune! This little shit of a fox has been living inside Stiles' head ever since his little incident in the Preserve a month ago when he was working more on his Spark where he was collecting a herb for a ritual spell to try and get rid of his curse when an earthquake happened. He held onto the large tree stump that now he knows as the Nemeton when the ground split open and he fell inside a cellar of some kind- He shattered both his legs and had to will himself healed, the whole thing was really painful, but even more painful was having a swarm of flies enter your fucking throat!The thing tried to possess him, but because the bastard was a playful idiot, he offered a game to decide his fate- After the fox lost a hundred times in a hundred different games, it gave up and got grumpy like a five year old, so Stiles let him stay inside his head if he actually helped him and did not take over his body, which the fox agreed because spending a thousand year beneath a tree stump doesn't sound fun at all! So the Nogitsune shared his wisdom and memories with Stiles, who still is processing a lot of information the Nogitsune gave him while the fox watches a sitcom inside Stiles' head- He can hear the laughing track. "Can you lower the volume please? I'm trying to read here." If anyone ever heard him, they'd think he was crazy! After all, he was talking to himself! "Oh shit, sorry." Void apologized as the volume of the laughing track lowered, Stiles sighed and gave a small "Thanks" before he focused on his reading: A book on old runic language! "Well, that was certainly peculiar..." Stiles froze for a moment, his wards had not activated, which meant the one who spoke just now had no bad intentions and therefore he doesn't need to be wary too much, just enough because he knows that voice! "Ah, Peter Hale... Cockroaches are really hard to kill." Peter Hale, standing right in his room, with a smile on his face and a killer V-neck! For some reason Derek told him to stay away from his pack, and Stiles complied, he easily deduced something must've happened as Derek was angry at him- which was slightly hot? Yeah, because his fangs were out and his eyes were shining red. There was a small cough inside his head accompained by a "Pffft- Bottom." That echoed as he tried to focus on Peter for the moment: "So, what do i owe you the pleasure?" Peter's wide grin was alarming, but Stiles got a few... talents when he fused with Void, his magical affinities to illusions and dark magic increased by a lot, and magic in general became easier to do thanks to the Nogitsune's knowledge that helped Stiles' genius mind to quickly correct the many mistakes he was making when practicing magic! "I came here not in the name of the Hale pack, but rather as a possible work, Little Red." Stiles paused for a moment and grinned, his lips parting and stretching just a little bit further than it should've been able to, but he doesn't care!"Well, congratulations for finding out- Tell me, what information you seek?" Thanks to the Nogitsune's library of information, Stiles was mot only able to save several lives but also able to make a lot of money! Peter suddenly took a turn for the polite negotiator he was when he was Talia's Left Hand, but he did something Stiles was not expecting: He begged. "I please humbly ask for your help, Stiles, my stupid nephew doesn't seem to get that i am trying to help him and he is going to get himself killed at this rate!" Stiles' eyebrows furrowed as he motioned for Peter to go on: "The Alpha Pack is in town." There was a pause as Stiles' mind went over every single piece of information he had on them- He grinned, a pack of Alphas huh? Interesting! 'Does it sound like a good dessert, Void?' Void fed itself with negative emotions, pain, misery, sadness, fear, chaos, and others were his food, and he was in luck because Stiles is always in constant pain, which keeps the fox fed and happy. But every now and then Stiles gives the fox a treat, or simply it just happens, like when Stiles' curse flares and he feels pain through his whole body pulsing like a lightning bolt. It happens, just- Randomly through the day, once a week at least, he feels like he is getting electrocuted all over again but Void makes it more bearable by eating the majority of the pain."It does sound tasty... We could also use some wolf spirits and Alpha sparks as ingredients for our little project." Ah yeah, the project Self-preservation and Protection was something Stiles came up with! He needed to protect himself, he has his magic but he also needs physical things such as a gun or some sort of protective thing or a means of escaping, which js why Void reccomended that he made a fucking wolf totem that can turn into a large wolf to be his mount! "Plus, you can also empower wolves with that talisman too." Yeah, that is also one of the reasons he wants to make the talisman! Stiles looked over Peter as his eyes turned a bright shining yellow as the Nogitsune shared his sight with him- No signs of darkness inside his heart, well, a dangerous darkness towards him specifically! Everyone has a darkness inside their hearts, something they hide away because they are afraid of what it could do if set free, their biggest fear, regret, or negative emotion.And Stiles could see it all.Peter's darkness was Regret and Hurt- He hurt over the fire, but he regretted killing Laura and taking her Alpha Spark. His regret was overwhelming so Stiles had to pull back, his eyes going back to their natural color: "Huh, you actually want my help?" Peter nodded, making Stiles grin- "Well, let's play a game with those Alphas, shall we?"Peter feels like he just sold his soul to the devil.Peter was honestly terrified of the young Spark- He knew he was special when he looked at him in his mad state, but to see it before his own eyes again was one of the scariest things ever. He played and planned around with the information he gathered on the Alpha Pack and in about a few minutes he had several plans to take them down that went from simple steps to complicated 5D Chess with Time Travel! "Let's see... If Duke prizes his own life above the other Alphas then he'd sacrifice them for his own life, he has already sacrificed his own pack for the sake of power so it doesn't seem too far of a stretch..." Peter sat down on the boy's bed as he dragged threads all over a board, connecting dots and scribbling strategies that scared him- Like, how the fuck is this going to happen!? [If Derek dies, Sacrifice Deucalion, call upon Baphomet and offer Duke's soul in exchange for Derek's, Baphy might like flattery a little bit so try to do that!] Is he considering summoning a Demon to get his nephew's soul if he dies!? Plus, the glow in his eyes, it reminds him of something that he can't quite put his finger- Not a wolf, certainly not a wolf, but something smaller, faster, and much more... tricky."Fox." Peter called out: "You're a mischievous one aren't you darling?" Stiles stopped what he was doing, tilted his head so they made eye contact for a moment and Peter saw the sams yellow glow on his eyes before a thick, disembodied and honestly scary voice spoke out of Stiles' miuth: "What do you want, Zombiewolf?" Demon? Peter thought about it for a moment, the only few demonic foxes he knows of are- Oh no, a Nogitsune!? Fuck, Stiles might be already gone! "What did you do to Stiles?" The moment he asked this question, the Nogitsune started to chuckle before his voice returned to Stiles's normal voice and he was now laughing out loud, as if mocking him. "Oh my God- Did you really think Void would take over my body? Please, he's harmless! Well, as harmless as a demonic fox of chaos and misery gets... Don't worry Zombiewolf, we're best friends, plus, while in my head he doesn't need to feed." That did confuse Peter- Nogitsunes are known for their relentless hunger for pain and misery all the time, they seek and cause chaos to feed themselves and kill, so the only way a Nogitsune would ever be satisified is if whoever their host is is in constant pain... Oh. "How long?" Peter kept pity away from his voice- As someone who experienced pain for a long, long time he knows he would never want to see pity in the eyes of others, and the way Stiles looked spoke volumes about how he would never want anyone's pity: "Well, ever since i was born to be honest. It's like a pain that never leaves only increasing sometimes, i guess that's what women experience in their periods... Anyway, thanks to my little family curse, this little fox doesn't need to go around working for his food, so he just sits around inside my head and watches sitcoms... I'm honesly annoyed by the laughing track already." Stiles' left eye shone the familiar bright yellow of the Nogitsune as he spoke with that same voice: "Well, excuse me if you can't appreciate good comedy! Blorbo from my shows are honestly relatable." The glow faded as Stiles groaned loudly, holding his face with both hands as he whispered to himself: "I regret ever showing him Tumblr." After this whole exchange, Stiles turned around back to the board and started reading some of his plans, a lot of them consisted of murder, death, ritualistic sacrificing the Alphas, or murdering them with something called a 'Container' to use their Wolves and Corrupted Alpha Sparks to make a "Wolfie" whatever that is... Peter soon started trying to add his own wisdom and information to the board: "I don't think Plan 52 would work that well, you see, Werewolves are really sensitive to the smell of gunpowder, so a bomb wouldn't be good, also a box as a gift? That would be suspicious, even more so if it smells like you." Stiles hummed before crossing an X on plan 52, but plan 65 caught Peter's eyes: "Wait, echolocation?" Stiles explained to him without turning to look back: "Super hearing is very standard for werewolves, some don't explore more of what it can do except what they are already taught by their peers, like detecting lies and hearing from afar- Deucalion lost his sight, he must rely on his hearing to move around, which roughly translates to echolocation, humans can use it so why can't Werewolves? Honeslty, such skill should be developed in case a wolf needs to use their hearing more than their sight, it also sharpens their perception of sound to help them detect their surroundings better." Peter honestly never thought about that before- The benefits of developing such a skill are very good! "Huh, what about the pain absorption?" That was when Stiles turned around and smiled at Peter- His smile was almost predatory, but Peter saw the glint of curiosity behind those eyes."Void doesn't have a lot of information about the supernatural other than how to torment or kill them, so If i want to find out more about things, I'll need a... little lab rat, and what better than a volunteer?" Peter paled for a moment, but Stiles started speaking of things he never thought about before: "Like, is the pain sucking thing from werewolves reversible? Like, can you make other feel your pain by pushing your pain to their body? Can you manipulate pain, is it a skill you can develop? Can you stop pain from flowing through one's body? Can pain be weaponized? Can you intensify the pain your enemy feel by manipulating their pain? There are so many things to be learned about even the most simple abilities a wolf has, Peter, and you are in no ways an expert in every single aspect of being a werewolf..." Well, no one in werewolf history has ever tried to take their abilities beyond of what they know is possible, maybe there are things out there that wolves can do that they haven't even tried to do! "Well..." Peter raised his hand- Stiles tightly took his hand, as tight as he could hold his hand since he was weaker than even a normal human, which was worrying: "Consider me a willing little lab rat- For the sake of learning more about werewolf abilities... Please go easy on me." Stiles' grin made Peter feel nervous- He was going to go easy on him, right?The answer was no."Come on Peter, try again.""Fuck, it's not workin- Wait, it's working!?""I'm a genius, long may i reign, I'm always right."Turns out wolves can, in fact, break through mountain ash barriers by using their own abilities! A mountain ash barrier was created by the ash, but their are maintained by an esoteric energy known as magic, Werewolves are also magical in nature and said nature goes actively against the magic of the mountain ash, which is why the barrier blocks most of the supernatural. Moutain ash is like water and the supernatural is like oil, so how can one break through? There are a few ways, brute strength, finesse, and ingenuity! Mundane items can break through the barrier easily, so if someone uses a, lets say, walking cane to break the mountain ash? Yeah... However, mountain ash used by a spark can repelt much more than just the supernatural, since the belief of a spark can reinforce the natural magic of the mountain ash and reinforce the natural barrier it makes to stop everything the spark wants it stopped. Back to how to break mountain ash barrier 101- Finesse was what Peter needed to rely on, since brute strength was more of a Alpha thing anyway! Stiles helped Peter with the experimentation, it's almost impossible to break a mountain ash barrier from within, the way that was just proved to be right was with Peter not break the barrier but making it collapse in itself! The magic of the mountain ash repels the magic of a werewolf, so what if a werewolf manages to get their magic right inside the barrier? The barrier will repel the magic out, but what if the magic continues to push inside? The the barrier will try to push it out, the pressure of the barrier will be too much, and the barrier will collapse in itself, which was what Stiles taught Peter. How does one get their wolfy magic inside a mountain ash barrier? By using their pain sucking thing! A wolf uses their inner magic to go inside the body of their target and pull their pain out, but what if the wolf can keep their magic there? That's what Peter just did, the mountain ash barrier shattered in a few seconds as he kept his hand touching it, which was amazing for the wolf to see."If i could, i would kiss you right now." Stiles scoffed at the wolf's words, they both knew they loved different men- While Stiles had an embarrassing crush on Derek, Peter loved Chris Argent surprisingly enough. "Let's start again, you need to master this ability in case you need to use it again." And again they started- Peter was spent by the end of their exercising, but hey, he could break mountain ash barriers now and he had a better control over his wolfy magic as Stiles liked to call it, which was amazing because he could feel his own connection to his wolf increasing, growing, as if he was- "Evolving." Stiles' voice caught him off guard: "Evolution is natural, one grows stronger as they evolve, which is what is happening to you- You're getting closer to your Full Shift, Peter." Peter's eyes watered as he felt, for the first time in a very long time, as if he was someone worthy of being a werewolf- He felt Stiles' fragile arms wrapping around him as he couldn't stop his cries. You see, growing up with toxic parents that always put you down makes you naturally insecure in yourself and your abilities- Talia is the best werewolf, she is going to be the Alpha, you are not enough Peter, you shouldn't even be a werewolf to begin with. He heard it all, he resented his sister but he never wished her death! Nowadays he lives with the regret of not saying 'I love you' to her, he regrets not saying how much he loved him- "Why did he reject me?" Peter froze when he spoke those words, he didn't even realize he was having a panick attack until he was tightly holding to Stiles' body and heard his bones cracking and breaking under Peter's tight hold: "Fuck, I'm sorry-" A pair of hands held his wet face full of tears, a small smile appeared on Stiles' face as he whispered: "Let's think logically Peter? Who is Chris Argent? A hunter. What does he hunt? Werewolves. Who is his father? Gerard Argent. What does Gerard hates? Werewolves. What does Gerard wants? Kill all wolves. What would happen to the wolf his son loved if the man came to learn of said wolf's existence?" Everything suddenly made sense- Chris rejected him because of Gerard, to protect him from the old man. "See?" Stiles patted his head and Peter honestly felt like a child crying to their mother, except he never did that because his mother would've broken his bones if he ever did that: "Go, go to your mate, go get him tiger." Peter let go of Stiles but not before trying to suck the pain out of his body- He almost fainted because of the sheer amount of pain that assaulted his body, he pulled his hand back as Stiles' bones cracked and went back to their place thanks to the boy's magic, he shrugged and rolled his shoulders before he sighed: "Well, let's end our session here okay? Call me tomorrow and tell me how it goes with Chris- And please, don't be emotionally constipated like your nephew, actually talk to your Mate, fuck him, and then call me with good news."Yeah, he can do that- "And you'll talk to Derek?"Stiles sighed, shaked his head before saying: "Yeah... I'll try." "Good."All dominoes were in place, all plans were set and backup plans were created, protocols were all made to counteract certain events if they cama to happen. Stiles had to only watch and modify the plan accordingly.First step- Draw them out, slowly take them out one by one, not only to increase their fear (therefore increasing the probability they will make a mistake, mind games are his specialty after all) but also make them want to hide, if they do hide Stiles can use plans 30 to 45 to either find them or draw them out again, which will be quite easy if we consider that their Emissary is Deaton's sister! Stiles grinned, Deaton was the one who cut down the Nemeton, or rather, convinced Talia to cut down the Nemeton and that had really bad results as everyone by now knows. "Peter, have you prepared everything?" Stiles turned to look at Peter, the man had Chris Argent on his side who looked rather bashful about the whole bite mark on his shoulder, Stiles did try to speak to Derek, but the wolf ignored his phone calls so he gave up, deciding to first get rid of the Alpha Pack before going to talk to him."Yes, Stiles." The older man pushed forward the phone to Stiles- Good, trackers were kinda easy to obtain, Peter was given the task of going to the Alphas base (which was easy to find, there he also found three wolves) and plant the trackers in their clothes or personal items, Stiles did give Peter a charm to hide his scent and heartbeat completely, and with the whole technique to break through mountain ash barriers, it was easy for Peter to enter the abandoned bank where the Alphas kept Erica, Boyd, and a she-wolf by the name of Cora, who he wanted to rescue. "They are on the move, take Chris with you and save them." Peter's role was simple: Rescue the three wolves in the Bank and bring them to their base of operations that is Peter's apartment. "I'll deal with the Alphas- It seems like they are going to Derek's loft." A grin appeared in Stiles' lips, it seems like he will have to use Plan 7! Oh, it's going to be so fucking fun! "It's going to be a delicious buffet..." Stiles heard the Nogitsune's voice whisper inside his mind, he paused however, when he heard something- "Are you watching Venom inside my head?" The only answer he got was "Eyes, Lungs, cock- So many snack, so little time." Yeah, he was watching a Venom edit.
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Derek froze- Five Alphas, all inside his loft, holding his pack hostage. "We could've done this the easy way-" Deucalion, as he said his name was, spoke gently with a soft British accent to his voice: "-But you, Derek Hale, is a though one aren't you? Never just giving up and joining us already- But don't you worry, when you get a taste of the power you get from killing your own betas, you'll willingly join us all." Isaac was being held by the twins, the creepy woman with long nails was smirking beside Ennis- one of the few Alphas Derek recognized- as Deucalion stood there holding his walking stick. "Now, shall we?" Derek tried to fight, he did, but Ennis and Kali overwhelmed him, their claws sank into his body and he tried to pull his claws back, but as they sank into Isaac's throat Derek was ready to close his eyes when- "I'm really sorry for interrupting, ladies and gentlemen, but I'd appreciate it if you'd let go of Derek and poor Isaac." Everyone stopped and turned to the door, there standing calmly was the last person Derek expected: "Stiles!?" He shouted- How did he not heard the boy coming upstairs!? How did he not heard his jackrabbit heartbeat!? "Who?" Deucalion turned his head to look at where Stiles was, he stepped forward and Derek was about to tell him to run and get out of there when Stiles' voice spoke from behind them all: "The name's Stiles, nice to meet you, Alpha Pack." And there, behind them all, was another Stiles! "Sadly, it won't be nice for you at all." Another one appeared, soon followed by another, and another and another, until they were surrounded by Stiles that all smelled, sounded, and looked the same! "What the fuck...?" The only ones in the loft right now were Derek and Isaac, his uncle had left earlier today to do something, Jackson and Lydia were somewhere and the others were somewhere else. "Show yourself, witch!" Ennis shouted angrily as he lashed out towards the closest clone, Kali also did the same with one of her arms and Derek felt the hold they had on him weaken as something from beneath him pulled him down into the ground. He blinked and found himself in the corner of the room, watching the Alphas as they were surrounded by several Stiles clones, Isaac was right beside him- He looked again at the Alphas to find himself and Isaac under the hold of the Alpha Pack. "What the fuck...?" Derek whispered and turned to look to his side and- Stiles was there, sitting down on the loft ground and watching the Alphas as if this was all a show! "Ah, hi~" He waved his hand at them with a large mischievous cocky grin that had Derek pausing: "Stiles? What's happening?" Isaac's scared voice broke Derek out of his stunned state just to see Stiles patting Isaac's head like he was a puppy, caressing his curls as he said: "Well, puppy, I'm rescuing you both." Slowly, he turned to look at Derek with a small smile on his lips before he spoke, his clones echoing his words: "It's truly sad for all of you... Please, enjoy the music." Suddenly, all of the Alphas held their heads, their faces morphing between their Beta shift and their normal human faces, they looked to be in pain. "-ah, it sounds like poetry to the soul, the scream of the endless suffering of the sinners, it is so delicious." A large grin split upon Stiles' face, unnaturally big, from ear to ear, full of shark-like sharp teeth. "Now, if you would all follow me... She's getting close and I won't be able to kill them all quick enough, since she's pretty much here already." As if timed, a sphere of green hit one of Stiles' clones, making it explode in shadow: "Ah, Deaton's sister!" The clones spoke: "It's very nice to meet you... Well, if we actually met, because you see?" All clones opened their hands, letting go these small pellets of purple, which released this purple gas: "Have fun detoxifying all of the thirteen types of poisons and wolfsbane I've just injected in their bodies." Her face paled as she held her breath for a moment before pushing her hand forward, an invisible wind pushed the cloud of purple away, but it wasn't fast enough to save one of the Alphas, Kali, as she had already inhaled the poisonous purple cloud. "Opsie daisy~" All clones faded, sinking into the shadows before they gathered into Stiles' own shadow, pulling the trio of human and two werewolves into the shadow itself, teleporting them away. Derek couldn't believe his eyes, as they phased through the shadows, he saw endless eyes staring right at him in this equally endless void of darkness. Peter approached the bank alongside Chris, who was armed with the his trusty gun. Before Peter could step forward to break apart the Mountain Ash barrier, he felt his Mate's hand on his shoulder as he said: "Are you sure they aren't coming?" Chris was nervous, a whole pack of alphas? That isn't easy to fight against! "I trust Stiles, he'd send us the signal if they leave or if he leaves, which is why we should go quickly!" Peter took Chris' hand from his should, gave it a quick kiss, and returned to his work at breaking the mountain ash barrier- because it was made by a Druid, the mountain ash also was used as a support for a ward, ward which repelled others from approaching the bank. "Easy enough." Doing what Stiles taught him (The boy was a genius, able to figure out how to teach a werewolf how to break through a mountain ash barrier? Never seen before!) and easily broke the barrier, and alongside it, the ward. There was an audible pop as a this faint glimmer around the building shattered, fading away. "Good, let's go!" Chris followed as they entered the bank- Immediately, they were attacked by three Beta Werewolves. Pawns to the Alpha Pack, clearly, and they were also feral. Peter could feel the wolf within himself whine at the sight of his brothers and sister in spirit suffering, being lost within themselves, trapping away the rational mind that both wolf and man share and consuming it until only instinct and madness was left behind. There were ways to bring them back, but they didn't have the resources, nor the time! And honestly? The reason. He didn't know these wolves, he doesn't know who they are and what they've done in their lives, so he has no reason to help them.They are threats to him and his Mate.'Time to try that out-' Instantly, Peter dodged to the side, keeping a protective eye on Chris as he shot towards one of the wolves and hit right in the shoulder. Stiles' voice echoed inside his mind as memory came forward, the smaller and thinner boy explained to him, his voice slightly echoing: "Werewolf Magic is internal and spiritual in natural, Peter- Have you ever heard of the Benedanti? The wolf warriors of god? They apparently could do something above full shift- there's the Beta shift, Alpha shift, Full shift, and the Spiritual Shift, or Astral Projection and manifestation. Being able to shunt one's soul and consciousness out of one's body is something interesting... Imagine the possibilities! Infiltration, information gathering, spying, communication, and much more." As Peter focused internally, calling out to his wolf, he felt it answer as they entered a state Stiles called "Resonance is essential for this to happen."
"Resonance?" Peter asked, slightly confused by the term- What did Stiles mean by this exactly? He also couldn't help but notice the several scattered paper pages everywhere in the room, a few had symbols, text in languages he couldn't read and others he could! "Also, you'll have to clean your room."
"I need an office, that's what i need..." Stiles grumbled as he started to pick up papers: "Anyway, Resonance is the name I've given to the state between complete harmony of body, mind, and spirit. Because werewolves most likely share one mind, you there's two resonances that you can achieve, the body Resonance- also known as full shift -and the spiritual Resonance, which i call spirit shift." A spectral hand made of shadow pulled a paper from beneath the bed, placing right in the bed- it was a rather explicit erotic drawing of his nephew, one which he just glanced at before snickering to himself. "Oh fuck, you weren't supposed to see this!" Stiles panicked, quickly hiding the drawing away, face red like an apple. A few moments of awkward embarrassment passed before he coughed: "Anyway!" Pulling a piece of paper from his desk, Stiles showed him a diagram of a wolf, a man, and between a sphere with lines connecting the three. "The mind is a bridge between the spirit and the body. Your wolf and you share the mind, so when the spirit crosses the mind and comes to the body, your body naturally changes, becoming the wolf- Resonance of Body."
"So for the Resonance of Spirit my body needs to go to the spirit?" Peter asked, it sounded hard to do if it was right."
"Not exactly." Stiles grinned-
Peter's hand slammed against the chest of the she-wolf that tackled him without regards for her safety, instantly he felt a snap, he had pushed his magic inside her like he was about to draw her pain, but instead he drew something else. She lost balance for a split second, but she readjusted her body instinctively, before attacking again.
-"For a Resonance of Spirit, i theorize that you need to push the spirit out, alongside the mind, leave the body behind." Stiles showed another drawing, this time this one was of a wolf phantom raising from a man's body. "That's why its a step above Full Shift, because you need to push the spirit out, and not assimilate it with the body." Huh, that made sense actually, because letting the spirit settle on the flesh seemed easier to do than pushing the spirit out. "And that's not all- Here's the thing, you'll push your magic into this, and try to pull out the energy." Being given a battery was not what he expected, but it was learning experience. For you see, Werewolves cannot draw every time of energy from inanimate items.
They draw energy from the living. "Chris!" Peter lowered his body just as one of them jumped him, his claws slashed against the neck of one of them, they growled and pulled back as blood gushed out of their fragile and exposed necks: "Shoot the hurt ones." He dodged the tackle, or tried to at least, but the was still brought to the ground by one of the betas- The she-wolf, specifically. "Fuck!" He growled, clawing and biting at the bitch as she did the same to him, until she dropped as he heard a gunshot echo. "Thanks love!" As they quickly disposed of the last wolf, Peter quickly did a small prayer for their lost spirits, for when a wolf goes feral it is believed by many werewolves that they return to beyond the veil, where they live happily. Peter has gone through that veil, although not completely, and he must say... It didn't feel like living. "Let's go." Walking towards where he knew Erica, Boyd, and Cora were. As he opened the doors and looked inside, he couldn't help but say: "Gods."Feeling weightless for a second was honestly one of the craziest things Derek has ever experienced, and another was to fall face first into Stiles' bed. First thing he noticed was the strong scent that the bed had, it smelled so strongly of him that it was almost like he was inhaling the boy's neck... Soon, he noticed the thin scent of sperm, of cum, on the bedsheet. It smelled strongly of Stiles' want and desires, and that had Derek rock hard in an instant to his own shock and surprise. I mean, he knew he was attracted to Stiles, but damn! The next thing he felt was Isaac's judging eyes on the back of his head. "So..." Stiles said, dragging the word awkwardly: "Welcome to my room, you've been here many times." He spread out his arms and Derek finally pushed himself off the boy's bed that he previously fell in due to the teleportation spell- Wait, Stiles is magic. He knew that already when he did the Mountain Ash thing, but this is magic that Derek knows is pretty hard to do. "You guys want a tour of the new additions?" Derek looked around and there were papers everywhere. Books with various stick notes, pens, pencils, and even a fucking 3D drawing of a Werewolf's anatomy. Derek was curious about it, but as Stiles saw him looking at it he waved his hands and the paper turned to ash and dust. "Besides that, ignore that." He said, sounding very nervous. "...magic." Isaac said: "Holy shit, magic." "Yeah, magic." Stiles twirled his finger at the boy, making his hair move with an invisible wind and getting it messy. "Well, if you want a full list of commissions you can ask..." Derek couldn't help but take a look as his brain processed all what happened in the span of a few minutes. "...wait, why is this here?" [+18 Furry Art]"Well, you know, it pays a lot of cash... The suspiciously rich furries are actually good costumers, and I do happen to know a lot of werewolf anatomy, so I can certainly draw porn of it... It also helps to explain where I get all my money from." Stiles shrugged, a small grin coming to his lips: "You want one? I could draw some pretty fucked up shit, have you ever heard about vore? It's like, wild!" At that last sentence, Stiles' voice was overlapped by another, a lower and more baritone voice that sounded like a warped or corrupted audio: "Ah fuck, you want to come out too? Come out then, you gay little FOX-" As he spoke, his voice went through a whole spectrum of tones and pitches, from squeaky chipmunk high to demon low, which was honestly disturbing to watch. When he said the word "fox", his eyes glowed bright yellow gold with a dark pupil, pupils which thinned and became a slit as his mouth opened in a grin: "Ah, to greet the Alpha of the land is one of the oldest costumes... Nice to meet you Alpha Hale, my name is-" The moment Stiles- No, the creature opened his mouth, what sounded like a thousand beings wailing and screaming for mercy, for freedom, for death, echoed out for just a split second. "-but you can call me Void, your resident gay little fox, known mostly as Nogitsune." Derek's whole body went into fight or flight mode as he heard the word Nogitsune.It was a very well known demonic entity in the Supernatural world- a Nogitsune was a being of chaos, destruction, death, and pain. To be host to one was like a curse cast out, it would destroy the poor being that was overtaken by the demon. The demon that was inside Stiles' body. "Ah, I see that you are confused... Why is this demon inside Stiles?" The Nogitsune clicked his tongue: "You see, we Chaos Demons feed on pain, death, misery, destruction, and despair... We usually cause as much chaos around us as possible, to feed ourselves so we can exist... I'm actually quite full right now, being in a... symbiotic relationship with this Spark has been the best decision of my existence." Derek's brain slowed down for a moment- Nogitsunes feed on pain, death, misery and despair... If he is full, then it means- "What did you do?" Derek's eyes glowed a menacing red, making the Nogitsune confused for a second. "...what?" "If you feed on pain..." Isaac muttered, a little skittish that he was standing close to a demon: "Then Stiles is in constant pain.""And you think-" The Nogitsune's glowing eyes dimmed on the left side, so now he had one eye glowing and the other one not glowing: "-Void did it?" Stiles' normal voice came out of his lips, and Derek felt both confused and relieved. "...you call him Void? Stiles, it's not a joke to have a fucking chaos demon inside your body." Why can't this iid fucking listen for once!? Stiles exploded into laughter, his voice morphing between his own and the demon's voice as they both laughed, making Derek and Isaac very confused. "Derbear, I was born like this." It downed on him then- Stiles always smelled of some sort of medicine that he knew was the boy's Adderall. But maybe it wasn't only his Adderall? "I've been dealing with my pains ever since I was born, it's been like this for as long as I know myself for huma-" Suddenly, Stiles stopped talking and closed his eyes, his hands moving forward. From the shadows, this black liquid-like thing crawled out, turned into this sphere that soon popped, and from the pop, there was light. They closed their eyes, only opening when they heard Peter's voice cry out: "Stiles, we need medical assistance." As the light dimmed, Derek's eyes could not believe what they saw - Erica, Boyd, and- ...Laura?
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Seeing the four werewolves that suddenly appeared - yes, four! - Stiles couldn't help but short-circuit for a moment. Then, like a shot, his mind, spirit, and body entered a state of complete resonance. Medical Assistance. That's what they need! "Gather around." Stiles forcefully pulled all wolves and human towards him, his shadow engulfed them all, and suddenly they were in Stiles... room? "Put them in the beds." It was weird, this whole place looked like Stiles' room, but darker somehow? Derek made the mistake of looking out of the window, seeing endless eyes and mouth, looking and grinning at him, with sharp white teeth that bled black and red, the retinas of those eyes had so many colors that they changed every single second Derek stared- Until the blinds closed and the eye contact he was having was forcefully interrupted as Stiles advised: "Don't look at them." Simple and to the point! Peter and Chris placed the werewolves in the beds - Erica, Boyd, Cora, and Laura. Stiles quickly slashed his own thumb, pressing it against the solar plexus of the unconscious werewolves and drawing a quick triangular rune with a single line (🜁) across them. Soon he followed drawing an upside-down triangle next (🜄). Both were alchemical symbols for Air and Water respectively, which Stiles was focusing in two aspects of these basic elements: Air for cleansing and Water for healing. Together, the two symbols will help his magic channel properly so he can cleanse and heal the quartet of unconscious werewolves in one go. "Peter, get me some Canlendula, Plantain and Plantain leaves, three Hyssops, and Elecampane root." Peter rushed forward, passing by a stool with various items. It was then that Derek looked back at the room to see that Stiles's room seemed to almost stretch forward infinitely! The further he looked, the further things seemed to be. "Here-" Peter quickly gave Stiles the items he asked.The orange flowers he picked were crushed by this phantasm-like ghostly hand that reached out from the shadows. The crushed bits fell into this big bowl as water began to fall from the ceiling into the big bowl and a smaller bowl that suddenly was pushed from the ground up to Stiles. He picked the banana- Wait, why did he have bananas? He began throwing the bananas that were crushed as he also cut the leaves of the weird bananas. After, Stiles lit a small fire that burned from beneath the bowls, coming from seemingly nowhere... The flames burned black and white in color. "And..." He picked these three flowers that had purple petals, resembling wolfsbane but way lighter. Almost like a lavander coloration and not the sickening purple color of wolfsbane.
The ghostly hand once again crushed the flowers, adding them to the big bowl as Stiles carefully carved a symbol on the root that Peter gave him- A singular upside-down triangle with a single line going through it to represent [Earth] (🜃), the Cancer symbol (♋️), and adding a two sided moon symbol (☽ ☾) before cutting the root in three with each part getting a symbol each. As he threw each piece inside, he chanted in an unknown language: "Proik nay ohvula ohvan uyttan quyrn, voltakenious oppranu perranus venannus." In order he threw the piece with the Earth symbol first, the one with the double moons second, and the third with the cancer symbol last. "Okay- Let's start!" Stiles' voice was suddenly overlapped by the deeper and thicker voice of the demonic fox that lives rent free inside the boy's mind. Together, the two began to move the laws of magic, bending them to their favour. Pulling the magical essence and significance of all the ingredients and things he did till now, Stiles said: "Be thy price paid, be thy sins weighted, be thy glory come. I call to thee, Destroyer of Fate, Breaker of Chains, Freedom of the Mind." With each name they called, the water inside the bowl swirled with power for a few moments before- A popping sound echoed in the silent room. Stiles quickly opened his eyes and controlled the heat of his flames, pushing his hand inside the boiling liquid inside without a care- He hummed a small melody as he pulled these four small pill-like rocks from the bottom of the bowl, all the water seemingly evaporated as he pulled the stones out, the same happened to the sigle smaller bowl too, but the pill rock that came out of it was a pale golden coloration while the bigger three were grey in color. Stiles placed each stone pill in every single werewolf bellybutton, they simply sank into the bellybutton, being digested by the body quickly. In a few moments the four werewolves were out of danger. What danger? Well, Stiles had heard that they needed medical assistance and he completely focused on what they needed- They looked pale, all werewolves were clearly placed in a species of magical stasis... Stiles could break it, but upon breaking it, the 33 types of poison and wolfsbane inside would simply infect the four wolves instantly and they would die. Which was why Stiles made a powerful detoxifying pill to absorb and erode the poison within their bodies. The one he gave Erica was different, not only because of the Hyssop flower - not only that the plant has been linked to epileptic seizures - but she also had some... other issues. So the one for her had to be more specific and stronger too, or else it would take away everything that the body considers a danger.Including parasites..."They're out of danger now... It'll take a few minutes for all the poison to be removed from their system, so don't worry if you see them start sweating blood-" After he said that, Erica started sweating blood, and with the blood, this thick black liquid too: "...did they seriously put 44 types of fucking poisons? There's even Cube Jellyfish venom there! What the fuck!?" Stiles quickly began the process of detoxification, using his magic to surgically pull out the substances out. "At least her baby will be fine." Ah, right. The female body - or any body that can become pregnant, even magically induced - would consider a fetus a parasite that is stealing nutrients from the body, which is the second reason Stiles did not give her the pill with Hyssop flower, it was still effective, but it was specifically made to ignore things that the body considers parasites. "It'll take a few hours, but they're out of danger." "B-baby?" Derek stuttered as he heard it- Erica was pregnant? "She's pregnant?" It was almost an instinctual reaction as all wolves in the room that were awake - Peter, Isaac, and Derek - simply straightened their back as they felt the need to protect a pregnant pack mate. "Yep, about..." Stiles touched her stomach, a smile appearing on his lips: "Two weeks now." Stiles could tell because of the life-force the little thing had: "Well, everything's is fine now-" Stiles touched a small circular simbol with three z's (ᶻ 𝘇 𐰁). With a gasp, all three werewolves that were unconscious got up. "Good morning~" Stiles grinned at the four unconscious Werewolves. "So, Erica, Boyd, Cora, and Laura... welcome back to the world of the living, by the way, I didn't think it would work." There was a gasp from Peter and Derek for a moment as Stiles dragged his fingernails up his arm: "I literally had to sacrifice some of my flesh and a few other things, but don't worry, I can grow it back." It was now that Derek noticed that the arm Stiles was touching was paler and skinnier than the other one, it also had this almost deathly pale coloration to it. "Stiles... you big fucking idiot-" Peter hugged Stiles hard, so hard in fact that every werewolf there (Peter, Laura, Derek, Boyd, Erica, and Isaac) heard the moment Stiles' spine broke. Stiles' face didn't even change, it stayed the same as he smiled at Peter and hugged him back: "Oof! That's the best hug I've received in years!" Chuckling, Stiles' feet hang loose and unresponsive beneath him as Peter looked horrified at what he did- Until they all heard this clicking sound, a sound all wolves knew. Bones clicking together as they were regrown. In an instant, Stiles' limp legs kicked out reflexively before he moved them: "Urgh, I can feel shards of bone in my back now..." Peter immediately let Stiles go as he started to take off his shirt- Derek had to focus to not just pounce and fuck the boy there, but what he saw was enough to stop him. There was this bloodied piece of red flesh on the center of Stiles' back, the flesh moved like there were maggots inside the boy's flesh, and one by one these small shards of bloodied white bone was spilled out by whatever was inside him: "Much better now..." "...what the fuck was that?" Derek almost cried when he heard Laura's voice- It made his heart and wolf melt at her sight. "Oh, nothing really, just a flesh demon." Stiles shrugged, as if he just talked about the weather or something as simple as that. "What." Derek couldn't believe what he was saying- Stiles has not one, but two demons inside him!? "Oh, if you're worried, Flesh Demons get that name because of their Abyssal nature, not because they're literal demons... technically they are, but the "Demons" You're thinking about are actually classified as "Devils" in my books so..." Shrugging, Stiles simply started to wear his shirt again, this time this small tendril of red flesh pulled the shirt down alongside him: "Oh, thank you little one." Stiles thanked the fleshling within himself as if he was talking to a toddler. Noticing everyone's either shocked or confused faces, Stiles asked: "Did I do something wrong...?""Besides the fact that 2 Demons live inside you-""Technically, I have 7 demons inside me right now.""-SEVEN!?" "Yeah, Gay Fox is Greed, Flesh Boy is Gluttony, Shadow Baby-" He pointed down, immediately the shadow beneath his feet - his shadow - stretched out, forming a wide grin: "-is Pride and we're in his dimension, Third Eye is Lust-" Suddenly, a third eye opened on his forehead, a black eye with a golden and red iris: "-they allow me to see a lot of shit. Next I have Horny-" A pair of horns suddenly grew on top of Stiles' head, it grew upwards for a few inches before they curled back: "-which is Wrath, and at last but not least we have Sleepy, which is Sloth." The moment he said the name of the last demon, Stiles simply closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, they had this soft glow around them... Everyone that looked at him felt a little bit more lethargic and sleepy- until he blinked, and the feeling was gone. "Anyway, it's not that dangerous... Sure, they are now connected to my body and if I die they go down with me, which makes them really protective if something were to happen... Also, they're not really high ranking Demons, the highest one here in terms of power is the stupid gay fox that won't stop watching sitcoms in my head at full volume." "...what the fuck." Yeah, that pretty much covers it.