Title: Broken

Author: tmjohn72

Rating: T

A/N - Sorry for the odd formatting. I'm using my iPad and copying and pasting into an already uploaded document so I'm limited to the format options available. I had fun writing this chapter and I must admit that I enjoy the thought of a dark Stiles. We'll see where this goes. Please review and let me know what you think!


Allison and Scott were staring at each other in her family's living room. Everyone else had their eyes focused on Derek. "So I finally get the chance to meet the Alpha. You're not as I expected," Gerard said.

"I'll hide my disappointment at your lack of approval."

"You do that."

"Enough," Allison's father said. He and his wife both looked nervous and it was obvious they wanted this meeting over with as quickly as possible. "What brings you here, Scott?"

"Derek said we needed help. He said we needed to come here." All eyes were back on Derek as they waited for an explanation. Even Allison had looked away from Scott but he felt safer knowing that she was in the room with them.

"We had an interesting encounter with a demonically possessed human about an hour ago. It's very powerful and it alluded to creating havoc in Beacon Hills."The Argents were a little more relaxed now that they knew Derek and Scott weren't planning to try to slaughter them.

"Do you know what kind of demon?"

"We don't know anything except that it inhabited a human and there was a strong scent of sulphur."

"Then the resolution is simple. We must sacrifice the human to destroy the threat."

Scott growled, unable to control his anger. Allison put a hand on his shoulder and he calmed down but she was sure her father was already reaching for the handgun he had slipped into the waistline of his pants before they arrived.

"Killing the host isn't an option," Derek said calmly.

"It's Stiles," Scott said, "the host is Stiles."

Allison was concerned now, thinking back on his strange behavior. "That's why you warned me to stay away from him."

"I didn't know he was possessed when I told you. I just knew that he was acting strangely. He shoved Jackson into a locker and it took Danny and I to pull him off. The fact that I couldn't do it on my own is a big enough warning sign."

"I understand that this kid is a friend but the answer is simple. Short of performing a rite of exorcism, killing the host with the demon still possessing him is the best way to destroy it forever."

"Except for the fact that it will kill Stiles. Not to mention that this thing is powerful. We wouldn't be able to get close enough to it," Derek said. Gerard took a drink of water and then sat down in a chair. He turned it so that he could see everyone without having to turn his head that much which showed Derek and Scott that he didn't trust them. Derek didn't trust any of them either.

"Tell us about the rite of exorcism. What does it require?"

"It's a ritual that uses religious tools to expel the demon from the host. It takes time and slowly weakens the demon. The time required to expel the demon correlates to how powerful the beast is. If it's as powerful as you say it might not be an option."

"We're doing the exorcism," Scott said.

"You aren't the one in charge here," Allison's grandfather said.

"From now on I am. I've known Stiles since we were young kids and I'm going to make sure he gets through this. I don't want to hurt any of you but if any of you try to hurt him I won't hesitate to stop you. By whatever means necessary."

"Scott, this isn't helping," Allison said, calming him down again.

"Fine, we'll do what Scott wishes for the time being. We'll need some time to gather the supplies. You'll need time to trap him." Chris Argent walked to the bookshelf and pulled a worn book from the shelf before tossing it to Derek.

"That will teach you how to contain it so that we can expunge the demon. We should move tomorrow evening."

Allison kissed Scott and then she walked her boyfriend and Derek to the door and stopped once they were out of earshot from her family. "I hope you both know what you're doing. My grandfather won't hesitate to eliminate either of you if he thinks it's advantageous to do so."

"We'll be fine. Stiles has to be the priority right now. Besides, maybe if we're working together they'll see that we aren't a threat."

"I wouldn't count on that. Your girlfriend is right, Scott. We're going to have to watch each other's backs if we want to make it out of this alive. Stiles may be the priority, but don't delude yourself that they care for him because he's an innocent. They're focused on the bigger picture."Scott knew Derek was right. He kissed Allison goodbye and they walked back to Derek's car.

They were both quiet as Derek drove, neither wanting to think of what it would mean for themselves if Stiles were lost to the demon stealing his body. Scott got out of the car and went inside of his apartment without a word and Derek drove home trying to avoid thinking of the situation. He parked the car and went inside the abandoned train yard. He still didn't think of it as home but the Hunters, as of this point, didn't know he was there which gave him a sense of protection.

Stiles was leaning against one of the trains and watching him as he entered. Derek managed to slip the book into his jacket as he took it off. "What do you want?"

"I thought we could talk."

"You sound like him but that's about it. I don't talk to demons."

Stiles slid close to Derek and he put his hand on his chest, feeling the wolf's heart beat beneath. "Does it bother you that I'm this close?"

"Why should it? You won't hurt me."

"It's a pity that you're so sure of that. I may just prove you wrong someday, but not tonight. Right now I plan on...what's that?" The demon turned Stiles' head to the side and it saw something within Derek's eyes. "Is that fear in there? Not for yourself though...you're afraid for this human? What a ridiculous notion."

Derek started to walk away but the invisible force returned, holding him steady. "You care for him? It's odd to me that you would care about a human. He's not even worthy of joining your pack."

"What makes you say that?"

"If he were worthy you would have already turned him. I can tell he cares for you too. I knew this human was going to be strong but I had no expectation of this. A male human in love with a male werewolf!"

Derek felt a lump develop in his throat. He was sure the demon was playing with him, trying to anger and upset him so that he would stay away. But he couldn't get the thought out of his head that maybe somewhere, deep within Stiles, were the feelings the demon said. "Go away."

"You love him too?" Stiles laughed, suddenly elated by the thought. "This is a tangled web, indeed, isn't it?"

Derek turned back to him and bared his fangs as his eyes turned red. His growl carried from his diaphragm through his throat. "It's time for you to leave."
The demon raised Stiles' hands in defeat and he took a step back.

"Stay calm, mutt. I mean no ill intention toward you at this moment. I've simply come to caution you toward your plan. I have a sense for threats against me, you see. Imagine my surprise when I discovered you were plotting against me. The man that I love." He seethed as he said the last part, his own eyes replacing the color of Stiles' with something completely black and demonic.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Don't you? You met with the Hunters just an hour ago. Did you think I would let myself be exorcised and not put up a fight?"

"I couldn't care less. If you won't leave on your own I'll force you out."

"You'll have to kill us both, Derek. That is something you just won't be able to do."

Derek started to say something but Stiles was gone. Just like in the forest, there was no sign of him as though he were never really there at all. Derek sat in a chair. He was annoyed at the manipulations of the thing that took over Stiles and even worse was that he knew how he felt about him. He reached into his jacket for the book and started at page one.