The Hunter
A demon!stiles oneshot
Stiles POV
I slash his stomach just to see the live color of his blood proving that he has life in him. That vibrant red that he sheds. This true beauty that radiates off of him as he clutches on to his open wound. Blood slipping through his fingers like a river leading itself off a cliff, a silent peaceful suicide. He tries to speak but his mouth is dry from his crying. His tears drain precious water from his body.
"Derek" I whisper to him though he refuses to hear.
His glistening eyes take one short moment to look at me once they see me they quickly shift away in fear.
"You soul less bastard."
His words stain the stale air.
I hear his heartbeat slow down beat by beat pulse by pulse.
"I would save your precious air."
I feel his emotions change in a sudden as soon as he hears those words, faster than I can kneel down to his side in the puddle of his now ebony colored blood.
"Please Stiles"
"You must be in so much pain to beg."
He growls back in response but its weak, he is weak.
I slide my phone out of my pocket, my fingers painting it red.
"911 what's your emergency?"
"There is a man bleeding to death. I don't think he is going to live."
"Ok what's your..."
I cut the woman off, I let the phone slip of my palm into his ebony puddle.
"They will be here to save you. Thank me later."
In fact he doesn't think me he spits at me "Fuck you"
"I'm telling you, you should save your breath. Your soul is giving out on you. I just want to let you know Derek if you don't make it I will be so sad. I will be depressed for eternity."
"Then..."
"No Shhh"
My finger slides over his lips, he is stiff at the touch.
"This might be a terrible time to say this but I really love you Derek and unfortunately for you, you are stuck with me no matter life or death."
"Where is Stiles what have you done with him?"
"Oh Stiles, well he has gone on a little vacation but if you really want to know. Yes he loves you too."
Approaching sirens ring in my ear from a mile away.
"Well I guess its my time to go. See you soon."
"Oh and one last thing. Please don't tell on me, we wouldn't want precious Stiles to have his life taken away from him."
"Stiles please stay!"
"Their here. Shhh don't tell anyone I was here."
I vanish as a shadow through the air I catch a scent of an odd copper. Weird scent for a wolf's blood. As soon as I am where no human eyes can catch me. I watch the blue white and red light flash between each other across the abandoned house. The paramedics slowly pick up Derek's near to death body and drive him away. The flashing colors surrounding and following them very close behind.
His scent vanishes and the sound of his beating heart goes along with it. I know he is still alive, trying to hold on to dear life and if he dies I will haunt his wondering soul.
