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It's been a rough rest of the day. Stiles hadn't been back in school like they had hoped. Scott couldn't focus in any of his classes, he was too worried about what Stiles could be doing.

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The middle of the road is were Stiles laid. A lonely backroad street. Looking up at the brighyt sky, an occasional bird flying high in his view. Stiles sighed at this. He'd wished to be like a bird.  To be free, and do as he pleased. Far in the distance Stiles heard a car coming down the street and he smirked. Soon a car stopped in front of Stiles and someone got out.

"Hey man, are you alright?" The man asked in a deep booming voice.

"Just peachy," Stiles responded with a smile locking his fingers together over his stomach.

"What are you doing out here in the middle of the road? Are you lost? Do you need help?" The man threw questions at Stiles looking down at him with a wary look seeing the uncaring look on Stiles' face that made the man uneasy. Stiles shot his eyes open turning his head up.

"Actually, there is something you can help me with," Stiles got up off the gravel road facing the man. The man had light blonde hair and moustache and a beer gut.

"Don't move," He told him, voice monotone, glowing his eyes at the older man. Stiles grabbed his wrist tightly, draining the man of everything. He collapsed to the ground with Stiles' tight grip still on him. Stiles listened as his heartbeat quickly slowed, and watched as his skin turn a dangerously pale white. The man unmoving. With a smirk on his face Stiles began to stroll down the road whistling a tine. Like nothing even happened.

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"Kira, did you see him in class?" Scott ask the kitsune behind him. Scott, Kira, Lydia, Allison, Malia and Liam all rushed through the schools hallways and out out to the parking lot in a search for Stiles.

"No, he wasn't there," It was only Kira who shared a class with Stiles 6th period.  Scanning the parking lot, Stiles jeep was still parked meaning he left somewhere on foot.

"Shit. Where the hell could he have gone!" Scott screamed out pulling at his hair. It wasn't directed at any of them. He was just frustrated in general. He was more so frustrated that he didn't know what to do or how to help. Scott hates feeling that way. What the hell could be making him go this crazy?

"If I were a werefox were would I run off to?" Kira muttered to herself repeatedly with her eyes closed. Lydia, Liam and Allison looked at her strangely while she did this.

"The perserve! Stiles is at the perserve!" Kira tells them.

"What? How do you know that?" Lydia asked her with she eyebrows knitted together.

"I don't know, I just do! We have to get there before he does any damage," she said out in a rush. They each looked at each other and shrugged with out question following her. The group spread out around the perserve area in search for their friend.

"Can't find him anywhere," Allison huffed frustratedly when they met up on the same spot they split from.

What made you think he was in the woods?" Liam asked turning to Kira.

"I don't know how, but I  just know he somewhere out here. Somewhere woodsy. I can just... feel it, feel his presence," she responded.

"She's not wrong. I can feel it too... It's complicated," Lydia said to back her up. Kira was glad she had some one to help  her in her claim.

"Where else woodsy is there around here?" Scott questioned locking his fingers on top of his head. They were silent as they though about it. Beacon Hills isn't all that woodsy besides the perserve although it spreads widely.

"What about game perserve road?" Liam brought up.

"Why would he be there?" Scott asked his beta.

"If there's anything he's doing right now he's probably the same thing he did at lunch to Anna. There'd be people on that road," Liam explained.

"Uh, Scott? You know what day it is, right ?" Allison asked.

"Yeah, it's Monday. Why?" Scott asked confused with the relevance of her question.

"It's the night of a full moon," She told him. Scott mouth gapped open at this. Finding Stiles was a lot more serious then they originally thought.

"Shit, we gotta go. C'mon. Let's go!" Scott rushed feeling more panicked at that thought. Honestly he had wished Allison hadn't told him that but at the same time it was good to know why Stiles has been like this the whole day.

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"Thank you. I feel so much better," Stiles said to a women below him. She was shaking in fear of Stiles, her body curled up in a ball as she laid against a tree.

"What are you? What did you do to me?" She said through gritted teeth.

"You dont need to worry about that," Stiles rolled his eyes. "You're going to continued running the path you were previously running, your never saw me ever in your life, and nothing happened to you," Stiles demanded her with the glow of his bright eyes.

"Stiles!" Yelled voiced behind him. He looked over his shoulder and sighed seeing his group running towards him.

"And have a nice day," he said with a sickening smile. He backed up so she could get up and start her trail again.

"Where the hell have you been?! We were worried about you? What the hell were you doing?!" Lydia threw questions at him while nearly tackling him in a hug. As she pulled away from him, Stiles didn't have anytime time to react to the punch Liam threw at his face knocking him a few feet away. Stiles groaned as he slowing rise fron the dirt ground. 

"Okay. I deserved that," he said rubbing his jaw.

"I've been wanting to do that for a while now," Liam said with a sighs of relief.

"What the hell is wrong with you!?" Scott yelled.

"Scott I-"

"Something could've happen to you! You couldve been hurt! What were you thinking! God- I want to hate you so much right now! Do you even know what day it is,"

"Scott-" Stikes tried to talk and explain himself but Scott just kept yelling and pacing angrily. He had every right to yell at Stiles for as much as been going on and what he's done, Scott just couldn't let him pass anymore. What Scott my did next, Stiles wasn't expecting him to do. Stiles was expecting a punch to the face, or a kick in the balls. But he wasn't expecting Scott to pull him by the collar of his shirt and kiss him.

"You've been a huge dick lately,"

"I'm sorry. And what did you say about the day? Its Monday. Why is that a big deal?"

"There's a full moon tonight. And obviously you don't have control. We have some... stuff to do," Scott said giving Stiles a menacing smile. Stiles has never seen that on Scott, making him even more terrified.

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What's in the bag?" Scott asked Malia motioning to the duffel bag over her shoulder.

"Wolfsbane chains and handcuffs and some serums," she said looking through the bag again but careful but to touch the poison.

"What kind of serums?"

"Some to put him to sleep, some to paralyis him, and liquid iron,"

"You're not going to poison him," he said protectively. Malia rolled her eyes at the alpha. Compared to Malia, Scott's no fun with torturing people.

"Fine. But if he gets out of hand I'm doing it," It was Scott's turn to roll his eyes now.

Lydia and Liam dragged a stubborn Stiles into the room they were in- Lydias lake house-.

"Guys, is this really necessary?" Stiles protested against. Without another word, Liam punched Stiles again. Stiles looked back at Liam with a menacing growl and bright fire in his eyes. Angrily Stiles shoved Liam to the wall, his forearm on his neck.

"Do anymore stupid shit like that again and I will kill you," Stiles threatened. Liam growled back, with his beta eyes glowing.

"Hey! This lake house is big for only one supernatural creature to get out of hand. Now quit it the both of you before I do something we'll all regret," Lydia snapped at them. The two hadn't broken their dangerous death stare till Liam pushed him off. Scott was quick to pushed Stiles to the ground, holding him long enough for Allison and Lydia to chains and handcuff him to the wall.

"The hell is this? What's on this!?" Stiles said pulling at the handcuffs.

"It's wolfsbane," Malia told him. Stiles laughed sickeningly lolling his head back against the wall.

"This shit doesn't affect me. At all. Not. One. Bit," they were all in shock by this, staring at him with confused eyes.  If this didnt, then what did? None had any clue. Everything about Stiles was complicated and confusing. They had no clue on anything about him. They didn't know what poisoned him, what helps him.

"The tables have certainly turned havent they?" Stikes started, looking at each of them. They all felt queezy under his gaze at he stared at them.

"Out of all of you, I've put 2 of you in chains on a full moon. And now... you're putting me in chains. Funny how things switch up, huh?" He was talking to Scott and Malia. The two felt saddened remembering those events. They felt like centuries ago when it happened.

"You gonna give me a doggy bowl with my name on it, Scotty?" Scott clenched his jaw. He pained at that. Stiels took a deep breath in and a satisfying breath out with a sigh as he did so. The smell made him looes control only a little bit

"This is great. All the pain thats radiating off of you all. It's like a tsunami wave of hell," Stiles tries to jump at one of them, any of them but the chains held him back. They were even more confused as to why he wasn't going completely crazy, why wasn't his blood lust at its peak? Desperately wanting to break the chains and kill someone? A complete mystery to them. As they kept looking at him the felt sympathetic. Wanting to help him, know why he's hurting. But they can't. Stiles also senses it. It angered him. How dare they feel like this towards him!?

"Now? Now you feel sorry for me? Bullshit!" He 

"How about when I was human! Why didn't you feel sorry for me then! That I couldn't be involved in most things becuase I was human, it was too dangerous. You never wants to keep me safe like you say. I was just too weak! Wasn't I Scott?!" He shouted more. Scott winced hearing Stiles say his name like that. With so much hatred and anger. Stiles snapped his head in Allison's direction. His face shook with anger as he looked at her.

"But you. It all started with you! You just had to make your way into the fucking picture. You took everything from me! You took my best friend from me! It's all your fault! Even before me and Scott got together, you took him from me," his shouts turned into roars so powerful it shook the ground. Allison bad tears filling down her cheeks but refused to let the emotion show on her face. Her saddness uncontrollably turning into anger. She took the dager out she kept in her boot swinging it in her fingers as she stormed towards Stiles.

"Allison. What are you-," Scott tried to stop her but Allison was too quick and cut open Stiles throat.

"Allison what the hell!?" Scott screamed rushing to Stiles. He bled out alot. Blood gushing all down his shirt and to the ground.

"Just wanted him to stop talking for a goddamn minute," she huffed leaning against the wall. Although she didn't show it but Allison was seriously hurt by that. She tried to convinced herself that it was just the full moon making him talk like that but deep down she knew it wasn't. Allison was mostly upset with herself. She had never noticed that she had made Stiles feel like this, and for so long. Why hadn't she ever noticed?

In seconds, his throat closed up, and a menacing grin played on his face. Stiles spit the blood out that was in his mouth to the side.

"That was cute. Real cute," he laughed at her. Allison only rolled her eyes turning her face towards the corner not letting anyone see the tears that rolled down her cheek. Besides Stiles. He still felt the pain that radiated from the tears, smell the pain from them.

"Is someone crying over there?" He faked hurt poking out his lip in fake sympathy for her. Allison didn't turn her face. Just ignored him.

"You know you didn't have to lock me up like a mutt, right?" He spat venom with his words.

"The full moon doesn't affect me like you does everyone else. Just makes me stronger, in a different way. I don't have a blood lust like you do," his voice was a creepy calmness his voice spiking their fear of him. Their fear drove him crazy. He wanted to jump at all of them, feeding on them. Tear them apart. It's the only thing he saw in his eyes, only thing that ran through his mind every time he breathed in.

"Im nothing like you!" He shouted in a roar.

"I think we should leave him alone," Lydia said in Scott's ear as she stood next to him. She rested her hand on his shoulder, feeling his shaking. Scott turned his head towards Lydia, his eyes teary and lips trembling. Lydia took his hand and walked outside, the rest behind them.

Scott walked out the lake house to the woods tears falling down his face. He fell to his hands and knees, sobbing. Facing the sky and moon Scott let out a roar filled with anger and saddness. A pained roar. Scott was angry with himself. Angry that he never really noticed Stiles emotions. Angry with himself that he never took a moment to sense anything, of his own boyfriend. And thats what was the worst. That he had grown so close to the boy and still, nothing. And he knew that was a part of him Stiles hated and something he would never forgive Scott about. Scott didn't want to face him anymore knowing that's how he felt. Hiw he really felt. He just couldn't.

Hey. It's been a while. I'm the worst author.in everyday possible and I hate myself everyday because of it I was finally able to find some time and idea to finish this chapter. I plan for the next chapter to go back to a little bit of what Cade is doing and that stuff. There will be lots of awkward tension between Scott and Stiles. That's all I'm giving away! With my foolishness there's no telling when I'll have the next chapter up so jist.nare with me and be patient. I love you all! Byyuueeeeeee and sorry the chapters short!

~Kai~

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