Stiles was always trying to seem weak, defensless and tiny in front of everybody else. Why? Well, it was surely easier than revealing what he really is to his friends. Even though almost all of his friends were supernatural, no, actually all of his friends were supernatural he just didn't think that this would be acceptable. Scott, the mighty knight, always fighting the bad guys. He could not tell him that he is something even worse than the Nogitsune, right? No, for that is nobody prepared.
How did it happen though? His parents were human. Once, a woman named Claudia was pregnant but the pregnancy didn't go well. The doctor told her that she might lose the child. Her husband was trying to calm her but she was just freaking out. When her husband, the young deputy, fell asleep somebody appeared in her hospital room. It was a short woman with hair like coil and eyes like blood. The woman offered Claudia a deal. She will safe her child but in few years she is going to want something, it might be something she loves but it won't be the saved baby nor her husband and when she is going to be old, the woman will take her soul. Claudia thought it is a good deal so she took it. She was warned though, if she tried to call off the deal in any way, it won't be a good end for her.
The following day, the doctor was suprised with Claudia's pregnancy. Everything was in excellent condition.
One day, when Claudia was at the shopping mall, an old lady approchaed her. „It is going to take your second baby! And he is going to destroy us all!" the lady screamed. At first Claudia didn't understand what the lady was talking about but then it hit her. She came closer to her and looked her into the eye. „Are you talking about...the deal?" she asked quietly. The gray-haired woman nodded and gave her a little wooden box with weird symbols. „Put there few drops of your blood and a little of your hair, some of your belongings and put it on fire. Say this when it burns." the woman whispered and showed her a piece of paper with some small handwriting. Claudia was looking at all this desperatly. When she looked up, the old woman was gone.
She did everything she was told, to save her family and everyone else who was in danger just because of her selfishness. She recited every single word on that little piece of paper and waited. Suddenly, she heard an annoyed familiar voice behind her. „Oh, you just had to, huh. You could just not give us one kid. That's only what we need. Well, you know what? You are going to lose this child, because you canceled our deal. And don't worry, you are going to suffer a little bit before you die."
Claudia did lose that child but after a year she gave birth to a beautiful boy, Czarnobóg. She named him after her father. These days though was Claudia feeling a bit odd. When the doctor diagnosed her with frontotemporal dementia, she knew, that it was the demon. When her son started to speak, his most common word was sties and somehow everybody just started to call him Stiles, because Czarnie was more complicated.
One night, when Claudia went to bed and her husband was at the police station, she got a visit. The demon was standing in the bedroom, watching her. Claudia's first instinct was to run to her son and protect him but the demon stopped her and said: „Don't bother, Claudia. He is going to be all right. I took care about that. You know, I possesed your little deputy few years ago. And look what came out of that, our cute Stiles." the demon smirked at Claudia.
She was in shock and was able to say only: „Wha...what?"
„Yeah, and now, he is your biggest nighmare. Your little cupcake is the worst thing that happened to you. Oh, don't worry. He will kill you one day if the dementia doesn't hit you first. And then his daddy, and his friends. And you know why? Just for fun." And the demon disappeared.
Since that day, Claudia thought that Stiles wants to kill her. The boy didn't understand what happened to her and was very sad about it. His father explained him that his mother sufferes with a bad disease and that is the reason for her actions. Claudia was getting worse by every day, sceraming at Stiles that he is a minion of Satan, that he should return to hell etc.
When was Stiles ten years old, his mother died. The next day, when he woke up, he went to the bathroom and washed his face. But the view in the mirrow was shocking for him. His eyes were pitch black.
Now, Stiles is almost eighteen years old and hasn't told this to anybody. Throughout the years his demon has changed. When he was sixteen, he felt it very much but tried to hide it and forget about it. He got pretty good in it and when his best friend, Scott, became a werewolf, so all the attention was on him and he was able to be human. He even learned how to hide it in front of the supernautral beings. Because when he didn't, they always felt off in his presence. The year when Allison got a little bit crazy, Stiles didn't feel the demon at all in him. And after the possesion of the Nogitsune, it was like he never was one. But then, when the Chemist pointed the gun at him, he felt something awakening inside him. He knew very well that it wasn't Mccall who killed the Chemist but it was probably the best for everyone to think. He was a bit worried that Mccall will dig into this deeper but he left Beacon Hills and didn't return yet.
And now, when he killed Donovan, he surely felt the demon again. Stiles was trying to put it back and pretend to be a normal kid but it just wanted to get out. At least he knew how to hide it in front of everybody else.
After he read the book, a memory, his mother attacking him in belief that he wants to kill him. It was so real. But then he realized that it is a hallucination. It was everything so quick and there was Theo, killing that creature and asking him for not telling anybody.
„Why not?" Stiles asked.
„Because I didn't tell anything about Donovan." Theo says calmly. That it's for Stiles. He takes him by his shoulders and smashes him in the fence. He knows that he is able to hurt him, that if he wanted to, he would even kill him. That thought was making him smile inside his head. No, he can't, he tried to gain control again and just holded Theo firmly. Theo kind of looked suprised by Stiles. He didn't think he is that strong.
„What do you think you are doing, huh?!" Stiles almost screamed at him. It was very visible that he is full of rage and hate. And because of that Stiles didn't cover up his demon so well. Theo felt that something is off with Stiles but couldn't excatlly say what.
Theo kept his calm face, though, and answered: „I don't know what you are talking about, Stiles."
Stiles took a deep breathe to make himself more relaxed and capable of controling himself. He looked into Theo's eye and tried to focus at every move he does. Theo tried to get out of Stiles' grip but that lead just to Stiles slamming Theo again against the fence harder then before. Stiles went for the neck now and held it tightly, the other hand holding Theo's chest. Again he looked him in the eye, giving him a expression that he really means it seriously.
„I knew from the beginning that you are threat for us. Poor Scott doesn't even know that you manipulate him with every word you say. How come, that you know about Donovan? Yes, sure, somebody is taking the bodies but common, you are surely not the one. I just know that, alright? So what? Do you work with somebody? Like for example the doctors?"
Theo's face had a slight change for a second, and Stiles knew he guessed it right.
„Stiles, Stiles. You can have your suspicion and infect everybody with it but there is something wrong with you, too. Am I right? I don't think anybody knows about that, though. Why, Stiles? Is it a secret or what?" Theo smiled. He knew that he hit the right spot.
Then Stiles realized how much strenght was he using and let Theo go. He let himself carry away and now Theo suspects something.
„Whatever, but I'm going catch you in the act, Theo. They always make a mistake." Stiles said coldly and left Theo standing on the hospital roof.
He tried to find Lydia but failed. She wasn't in the operation room anymore. So he called her but nobody as picking it up.
„Oh, hi Stiles," Melissa greeted him from behind. He turned around to see Melissa smiling at him. He always liked Melissa. After his mother died, she almost treated him like he was her own. He really appreciated it.
„Hi. Melissa, do you know where Lydia is?" asked he hastily.
„Umm, no actually. I thought she is with you," she aswered with a concerned voice.
„Aha, thanks anyways," Stiles said, leaving Melissa.
His Jeep wasn't starting again. He clumsily reached for his phone and wrote Scott a message if he doesn't know where Lydia is. He was feeling frustrated, angry and concerned. He tried calling Lydia again, but nobody answered the phone. He threw the phone on the seat next to him and looked up to the rearview mirrow. What he saw shocked him like it shocked him almost 8 years ago. His eyes were black as coal. „Damn it. At least I'll use this crap for finding Lydia," he thought.
He looked at the hospital, knowing his eyes are still black, and concentrated. He felt the rush of power inside him. The sweet demonpower he was trying to bury. All of sudden he felt things which were unknown for him before. He closed his eyes to take in everything around him. He smelled the old candy in the back of the car. He smelled the trees growing behind the parking lot. He felt the sick people in the hospital. Everything he wanted. Now, he wanted to know, where Lydia is.
Stiles thought about her, about her bright eyes, strawberry blond hair, her smile, everything. And then he felt it, saw it, knew it. But why is she there?