stilesintothevoid

[stilesintothevoid]

3.25.24

"Stiles. Come back to me. Stiles" Derek said as he shook my shoulder.

"Sorry," I said as I shook my head, "my mind hasn't really been here."

"What do you need me to do?"

"Nothing I can think of at the moment. I just need to do something out of the ordinary." I said as I rubbed my face with my hands.

"You out of the ordinary? You are always out of the ordinary." Derek said as a smile came across his face.

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8.23.23

I'm in need of him. I know it. He's the closest person to me and I know he won't leave. There's not many people I can say that about. But I'm sure he feels like he has his pack close but me? I don't remember how it feels to have a pack close to me. I'm just Stiles.

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Void Stiles in The Fox and The Wolf (3x21)

Her little knives. Daggers. I know what they are. Physical representation of her tails. However the hell that works. Maybe you'd like to do some reading on it. I can direct you to the section on Japanese myth in the library. No. No, I'd like to talk to you. The older the tail, the stronger the oni. Am I right? I know there's one left. I know it's the strongest. Unfortunately, I don't know what you're referring to. You'll talk. They always talk.

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6.23.23.

"Look I don't know how it happened." I said as I walked into my cabin as I rubbed the area around my cut.

"Stiles, just let me see it." Derek said as he was close behind.

"Fine but only because I can't see it myself." I said as I turned on the kitchen light.

I sat down and tilted my head to the side so Derek could take a better look at my wound. I noticed it wasn't a small cut because the shoulder of my shirt was soaked in rain water and blood. Was it the adrenaline of seeing whatever was out there made me not feel it? Was it still the adrenaline of building my shelter the reason?

"Find anything special about it?" I asked as Derek stepped into the bathroom.

"Not really. I mean I will have to clean it to get a better look at it." He said as he was walking back out of the bathroom with the first aid kit.

"I appreciate you helping me out. I just wanted some time to myself. Just something has been happening the last week or so. I don't know how to explain it." I said as I was rubbing the bridge of my nose.

"I know. Just the smell of blood caught me off guard. I won't tell you to be more careful. However, I know things happen. I can't put you in bubble wrap and tell you to never go out." Derek said as he was wiping down my neck.

There was a pause in conversation between us as Derek was cleaning up my blood and I just wanted him to be focused. The more he worked on cleaning up the wound, the better it started to feel. I don't know what he was doing. However, it was working.

"Are you gonna tell me what it is?" I finally asked

"A cut." Derek responded with a snicker.

"Very funny wolf boy." I said as I lightly hit his bicep.

"Well, there's no reason to go to a hospital."

"I kinda figured I would need to since how much blood was on my shirt." I said glancing at my shoulder.

"Yeah, I mean, you should've went to the hospital." Derek proclaimed.

"Uh what?" I asked shooting him a questionable look.

"Look, I know that type of cut anywhere. It wasn't any sort of open wound. However, when I was working on cleaning it up, it closed. Not sure how it did so quickly."

"You're a werewolf and you're surprised about this cut? What does that supposed mean?" I asked as I started to change shirts.

"When we get changed, it takes a little bit before it heals because the wolf blood is supposed to go throughout the entire body before you fully change. I mean look at Scott. Same thing happened to him."

"It has been well over an hour since we left the river bank. By the time you walked upon me, I was already bleeding. It takes about a minute for blood to reach every cell and circulate my body. So if I was, infact, attacked by a wolf, it would've healed well before you showed up." I said.

"True. Depending on the size of the wound, it would've taken a bit for it to completely heal." Derek proclaimed.

"I don't feel any different than I was earlier. No heightened senses. I'm still normal Stiles." I said. "I mean, other than the fact that I am absolutely starving."

"That's a good start." Derek said as he ran his fingers through his hair.

"What's wrong Derek?" I asked.

"I'm still wondering what got to you. I'm allowed to be worried about you."

"I know and I'm not saying you can't worry about me. I am worried about myself too." I said as I grabbed my car keys.

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01.24.23

I got the last branch tied down as the rain started. This shouldn't be too hard for me to just sit and wait this out.

I sat in the back corner to make sure I am out of the wind and rain. I lay my forehead in my right hand as I rested my elbow on my knee. I look out the river as it began to thunder and rain harder.

Lightning flashed quick enough for me to notice someone standing on the opposite bank from where I was sitting. The figure was just standing out there in the rain. How long have they been out there? Did they witness me make my shelter? Did they just now get to the bank and not notice me yet? I don't know. I was frozen in fear.

"Hello?" I finally call out after what it felt like eternity.

The figure turned and ran down the river as soon as I yelled out. It disappeared before I knew what to make of it. I wasn't even sure where I was to check to see where this person was going.

"Stiles?"

I whip around and notice someone coming up from behind me.

"What are you doing out here?"

"Derek. How did you know I was out here?" I asked as I staggered back up to my feet.

"You think I was able to let you come out here by yourself? I've noticed more than you give me credit for, kid."

"I'm not a kid. I figured I've proved myself to you already for you to stop calling me that."

"My apologies. I got to get you home."

"No, leave me here. I'm not some sort of pet." I said in protest.

"You're not my pet. I know that. And I apologize if anything I have done to make you feel like you are. But there are things here that I can't leave you out here with."

"Hopefully, whatever it is can make it quick." I said turning back towards the river.

"Did you see it too?" Derek asked me as he stepped beside me.

"I don't know what it was. It had the shape of a normal person. But around here, what do we know that is actually normal?" I chuckled as I rubbed my neck.

"What's that on your neck?" Derek asked as he put the flashlight to look at what I was rubbing at.

"Oh it must be something that could've caught me as I was making this shelter." I said

"You're bleeding. Can I please take you home?" Derek insisted.

"Fine, but you're riding with me in Rosco." I said as I started to walk in the direction of the jeep.

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11.18.22

"Leave me at the bottom of the river if you have to." I remember saying over and over in my head as walk along the bank.

I don't know where I am going. I know there is a numb feeling within my soul that I cannot shake. I don't even know how I got here.

The clouds were moving in darker and quicker than I figured they would be. It is nearing the end of April so these storms should pack a heavy punch. So, I must find shelter. Where do I even turn? I do know how to make shelter if I ever need to. That's something my father always made sure of. He always made sure that I knew what to do in most situations. However, this feeling he didn't warn me about.

It feels like I have caught myself in the middle of a void. Thankfully, with the weather, one of us is feeling something. I am just here begging something, anything, to pull me from drowning. I have tried to do this on my own but at the same time, should I just let it take over?