I don't own Teen Wolf.
Stiles knew from the beginning that not everyone was going to make it to senior year. Not with that cards that they had been dealt, Stiles just knew. Jackson was the first to go, off to London or god knows where. Boyd and Erica didn't have that blessing. Erica killed and stuffed in some custodian closet. Then Boyd, killed The weapon of choice... Dereks own hands. Ducallion didn't deserve to live. Not the twins or him. Cora was found then sent away. Dereks precious last of kin. Peter was nothing but an animated corpse dressed in v necks and tight pants.
Stiles still dreams of Allison, her smile and her small hands. The small features that made up Allison all strung together haunted his dreams. Scott told him it wasn't his fault. Nogetsune, Nogetsune he would repeat. Stiles thinks it was more for his own sake then Stiles. But she's gone and never coming back. Who will be the next to go, Stiles wonders as his eyes scan whats left of there broken pack. Dirt covering their arms and legs. Lydias make up smeared and tears staining her perfect cheeks.
Derek says something to Stiles. Its hard to make out what it was exactly, Stiles head hurts and his mouth feels so dry.
"Come on Stiles, hang on!"
Who was holding him it? It felt nice.
Dereks touching cheek, when did he fall to the floor. Scott's holding a jacket to Stiles side, its staining red.
"Lydia how much longer till the ambulance gets here?!" Derek yells.
"Soon, I promise. Just hang on Stiles... please."
Stiles didn't feel anything, he didn't feel the warmth Derek's body should be giving off. Lydia's tears didn't give off the wetness he expected. The only thing Stiles could feel was the pull. The dragging feeling of something. All he could make out were the figures lurking in the shadows. The broad shoulders of the gentle giant, the blonde hair leaning against the shoulder. The sad smile of the warrior princess, the smile he knew Scott loved so much.
He reached his hand towards them, finger's stained with blood reaching out to grasp them. He wanted to pull himself up.
Allison mouthed something to him.
He felt himself fall into black.
"Stay..."