Disclaimer: I do not; own the show/series Teen Wolf, its characters or story(s). Nor, do I own anything to do with the 'Hostel' franchise but I will use some it its ideas-'Elite Hunting' for this. Other human's that are clearly not me do, own that stuff...

So do not sue me people. Seriously though… don't cause I'm a fun person and I'm pleasant- or so I've been told, meh.

Pairings:

Nogitsune-Stiles/Malia Tate

Evil!Stiles/Scott McCall

Kira/Scott

Ps: The story is AU and with an 'Elite' twist. It's my first time writing 'horror'. I suppose, but it will also be canon-ish.

Summary: "No mercy, no ideology, no emotions. That would be my code if I paid for this, I don't. Nor will I ever pay those of the Elite. I am the Bloodhound. I am the hunter, all of you my prey."


Echo House

He ran as fast as he could, until his legs hurt like a bitch and his muscle started cramping. Running fucking blows! I need to get out of here! I will survive this! I can, right?

He thought as he ran faster than before not minding the pain or blood as much because it seemed adrenaline had taken over.

Why am I so cold? I should just give up, these bastards will find me! No. Where are they? I know they can see me.

The dim corridors towards the far left came into view. He ceased his running and almost screamed in agony and fright as he felt his body start to show signs of wanting-needing to go into shock.

If that happens, it is all over. I will not give them the satisfaction. He took a second to try to breathe and he blinked rapidly. In order; to try to block out the pain, analyze his options and predicament.

The walls were stained with blood and gore as a horrid stench attacked his senses. He felt vile rise in his throat as closed his eyes, shook his head and drops of blood hit the ground loud enough for him to distinct where each fell.

He looked down one of the many corridors. They seemed to contradict the right side completely.

For, it was so damn clean and tasteful. He almost cried or let out a chuckle full of hysteria. Both.

If he didn't know better he would have thought at least there he would be slightly safe. But no.

"I- so thirsty...I...need water-" His whole body shook and he started losing focus quickly but his mind cleared slightly as he felt something warm hit his arm and trembling hands.

Whatever it was burned against his cold and sweaty skin. He blinked slowly as he reached for his mouth and he looked back at his hand slowly. He resisted the urge to vomit.

His body was failing him but he was done running.

A small smile graced his face as he ran a hand thru his blood soaked hair and whistled a low tune.

Something in his soul told him that 'whatever' was behind those doors would be far worse than anything he could ever hope to imagine.

It would be great fun.


The water of the shower was hot but not burning as it hit their skin. A beautiful brunette haired woman kissed her handsome boyfriend passionately.

He kissed her soaked body slowly as he touched her figure and her legs wrapped around him. The scent of blackcurrant and raspberries filled the steamy air around them as they took advantage of their 'alone' time.

Her back hit the wall and he set a slow pace but her eyes flashed light blue and he smirked.

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"Stiles!"

The young man in question looked at Scott and Kira then stared back at his girlfriend as she walked down the crowded hallway. She walked slowly but with purpose and people parted a path for her.

He got out an old book from his locker and shoved it into his backpack quickly.

"Hey man, we'll catch you later." As Scott said the words he smiled at Stiles and he was going to walk away with Kira. To give him privacy with his girlfriend but Isaac approached them with Alison and Lydia.

The teen wolf with light brown curly hair winked at the approaching girl and Stiles was like. 'No bitch. She's mine.' So Isaac backed off slightly.

"What is this? A pack meeting or something..." Asked Malia as she reached them and Stiles kissed her briefly.

Lydia rolled her eyes and her voice serious but it sounded sarcastic as she said. "No. We would not have invited you. And the twins nor Derek are here."

Allison and Kira shared a look but they didn't say anything. Stilinski glared at Lydia and he was about to say something but his phone started vibrating and he walked away with Malia.

"What the hell Lydia?" Scott's voice was annoyed but he sighed and took Kira's hand as he walked towards English class.