Recognition of Self
Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, nogitsune, and Chris Argent
Relationship: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski
Warnings/Tags: Drabble, Nogitsune Stiles, Human Stiles, Doubt
Summary: Derek prepares to allow the inevitable. But is Stiles truly gone or does a part of him remain?
When Derek looked into Stiles' eyes all he saw was Void. Black and yawning.
The sound of the gun cocking echoed throughout the loft and Derek barely flinched. He had seen first hand what Evil wrought when it was aloud to run around unchecked.
The sound of Argent's voice was distant and unimportant. He had already made his case. Derek had agreed. The nogitsune had won. Stiles was gone. This thing (whatever it truly was- DemonEvilShapestealer) was all that was left. All that was required of them now was to clean up the mess.
Argent stepped forward with the gun at his side and Derek braced himself for the sound of the gunshot.
Stiles' eyes met his.
"Don't worry so much Sourwolf."
Derek blinked. His chest tightened with the strength of his doubt. It spread through the rest of him like wildfire through dry grass. Argent was raising his arm, leveling it out. Stiles gave him a sad smile and closed his eyes against the inevitable. The only acceptable way.
Derek's body moved while his mind raced to catch up. His own arm went up as Argent's finger tightened on the trigger.
"Wait."