Echo, Echo, Echo
Chapter 3
A/N: Apologies, cut the last chapter off without realizing! I have copied it in to this one!
'Go!" Stilinski's yell made Scott jump. He had never heard the Sherriff yell at him like that before. He hesitated a moment before walking away with the rest of his pack following him.
"What do we do?" Kira whispered, standing close to Scott outside of the school, they all looked lost. Scott looked at them all and realized that what they were waiting for was Stiles. Stiles was the one who always came up with the plan, he was the one that always had the ideas, he was the one that held the pack together, he was the glue that meant they could conquer anything and everything.
Scott looked around the group, then he said loudly,
"We call everyone in. We get them all back here. We will find him and we will bring him home."
SUPERNATURAL LOCKDOWN
Stiles came too. He hadn't even realized he had fallen asleep. It took him a minute to notice that someone had changed him. His jeans, hoody and shoes were gone and he was wearing Eichan's track pants with the charcoal shirt. The temperature in the room had dropped also and he was feeling the chill. He was still strapped to the table but the room was empty. Lying there, he had time to think of a way out, hoping for a plan. Nothing came to him. His thoughts then turned quickly to the Nogitsune, could a part of it really still be in him? If it was, it would be powerful enough to break the straps and free them, but was he prepared to let his life be taken over again by something so evil? The Nogitsune killed Alison and Aidan, it killed so many other innocent people and while they all understood it wasn't him doing it, he remembers what it felt like to be so powerful.
"I would rather die..." he whispered to himself as an answer. He knew deep down inside he would rather die than let something so evil take over his life again.
Stilinski House
"Chris Argent is on his way as is Derek and Braeden," Scott said placing his phone on the table,
"Deaton will be here shortly," Liam said quietly looking at the text on his phone from the Vet,
"Ethan and Isaac will be here in the morning," Lydia added sitting at the table. Everyone just stared quietly at each other, Liam watching Scott, he could smell the anxiety coming from his Alpha, Kira too was watching Scott; she had no idea what to say to him or how to say it. She knew he was struggling but there was nothing more she could do to comfort him because she was so scared herself. Lydia was battling her emotions, she knew Stiles had always loved her, that part of him would always love her and her him. She went to comfort Malia when she realized the Were-Coyote was missing,
"Where's..." she was interrupted by the front door flying open and Sheriff Stilinski strode in with Parrish right behind him,
"Scott," The Sheriff looked at the young man and took a deep breath, "I'm sorry for yelling, I'm worried,"
"I know, its ok. We all are,"
"Have you heard anything?" Stilinski rubbed his eyes as worry had already taken a toll on him,
"Not yet. Derek, Chris Argent, Ethan and Isaac are all on their way here tonight to help."
"What about the text you received about the bodies. No doubt that was a set up, has anyone tried tracing that text?" Parrish asked,
The pack all stared at each other, totally dumbfounded none of them thought of it before,
"No," Liam said for his friends,
"I'll take your phone Scott and see what I can do from the station. If you hear anything let me know," Parrish picked up Scott's phone and hurried out of the house.
"Where's Malia?" Lydia asked when the room fell silent,
"She went up to Stile's room before," Kira said getting up, "I'll go get her,"
"No Kira, I'll go." Stilinski said waving the Kitsune back into her seat. Stilinski quietly took the stairs, not quite sure what he was going to say to a Were-Coyote that was missing her friend. He was still shocked that Stiles had a girlfriend; he could overlook the whole supernatural part because someone else apart from him and Scott could see the young man behind the sarcastic wall he had built after his mother died.
Walking into his son's room, he took a deep breath before opening the door. Malia was sitting on the bed, staring out the window. She had large tears falling out of her large brown eyes. Her long brown hair blowing in the cool breeze coming from the window.
"I don't cry. I have never cried. I don't ever remember crying before." She said quickly. She turned to look at the Sherriff and his heart broke at the sight of her, "I miss him and I want him home and I don't know how to do that!" She sobbed as she stood up tall; Stilinski had no words for her as he felt the same. Instead, he did what he knew Stile's would have done, scooped her up into a hug.
At first she was shocked by the sudden contact but then she quickly embraced the father figure in her life. Nuzzling her head into his shoulder, she was hit with a familiar scent, he smelled just like her Stiles. After a few moments, they pulled apart,
"Malia, we will find him. I promise I will not stop looking until we get him home."
"I know, we have to, or I will lose control." She looked at Stilinski in the eye, "Stile's is my anchor. Without him, I will not be able to control myself,"
"Just hold on to him a little longer okay? We still need you," The Sherriff took her hand and led her downstairs to the rest of the pack.
Supernatural lock down
Stile's thoughts were interrupted by the door opening behind him. He still only had a view of the 3 walls in front of him and they were void of anything. Plain white walls with no windows or pictures, just 3 blank walls.
"Good, you're awake. We are about to begin." Valack said happily as he walked around the side of the bed Stile's was strapped on, Stile's followed his every move as he heard more noises behind him,
"Why are you doing this?" Stiles whispered, trying desperately to get the doctor to realize he was human and the Nogitsune was gone.
"Because I want that power. When you allow the Nogitsune back into your body, I will use my eye to draw most of its power and then I will be ready," Valack said matter of factly,
"Ready for what? What are you going to need all that power for?"
"To become an alpha,"
"Your doing all of this to become an alpha of a werewolf pack? Your not even a wolf!" Stiles couldn't believe what he was hearing,
"Not an alpha of a wolf pack child, to become an alpha of all supernatural beings!" Valack could barely contain his excitement. Once this child finally releases the Nogitsune inside of him, he will have enough power to take control of most supernatural creatures and make them do what he wants.
"Your insane..."Stile's croaked lying his head back down on the table and staring at the roof above him. Hoping this nightmare would be over and he would wake up in his bed magically away from the doctor with 3 eyes.
"Unfortunately, you are correct. Fenris, bring in the equipment, I am going to get myself ready. We will start shortly." With that, Valack disappeared from view only to be replaced by the shorter and much nicer looking Doctor Conrad Fenris. He wheeled in a trolley with syringes and vials. An IV stand followed later with the ever present orderly Brunski.
"Please, you have to stop him, he's insane. I am human, the Nogitsune is gone. Please let me go or call my dad, please?" Stile's pleaded but Fenris just ignored him and got to work inserting the IV line into Stile's right hand.
Stile's banged his head up and down a few times frustrated but deep down inside he knew he would never change their minds. He just had to wait for Scott and his dad to come busting down the door they didn't know existed to the room they don't know exists. But if anyone was going to find him in a place they don't know exists, it would be Scott and he trusted him enough to know he was doing everything possible to find him. He just had to hope it started before the pain got too much.
Stiles didn't have to wait long before they started. Fenris refused to make eye contact with him but Valack, who had bandaged up his 3rd eye again, had no problems.
"This drug that Conrad is inserting right now, is an intravenous version of the delightful magic mushrooms. It's called Psilocyloin, it will break down some of the barriers in that brain of yours and hopefully, the Nogitsune will come forth to help protect it." Stiles could feel the drug inserting his body and he was powerless to stop it. "It won't take long to take effect and once it does, you will be moved to a cell," Stiles nodded, hoping he could beat the drug and escape the cell but his thoughts were already getting muddled. "Oh, there will be some physical side effects I'm sorry, you will be nauseous, you'll probably shake uncontrollably for a while and well it does something to your heart, but don't worry, ride the high and allow that Nogitsune to take over for you." Valack patted Stile's check as his eyes started to roll in his head.
Fenris was looking at his vitals and nodded to Valack, "The drug has control, you can move him now." While Stile's was technically awake, he was already lost into the world of the drug. He was vaguely aware of the straps coming off but he was no longer in control to do anything about it.
Brunski heaved the teen off the table and pinned his arms behind his back by hooking his arms through Stile's bent elbows. There was probably no point in too much force as Stile's was not going to put up much of a fight.
Brunski pushed the teen to the Cell attached to the room he was in. If Stile's was coherent enough, he might have realized his neighbour was Peter.
Instead, he felt himself falling onto a mattress on the floor and trapped inside a fog that was quickly turning into nightmares.
Peter had heard nothing when they were in the room on the end. He had been in that room when Valack was studying him. He knew what it was like to have your soul searched by that eye, to have your brain fry as it rips it apart. Stile's had been in there way longer than any other creature, far too long. Peter had seen them all get forced in there and return destroyed from the eye. He couldn't see Stile's return as his room first, but he could hear the boy's heart beat. It was fast, way too fast.
Peter put his arms against the glass and gave it a push, he had, of course, tried to break the glass in every way but he had to try something. Valack stopped at his door on his way back to his office,
"Still trying to get out Peter,"
"What took so long with boy?" Peter returned quickly, "Your supernatural eye doesn't work on humans?"
Valack lost all humour in his face as he just snarled in retaliation before stalking off.
Peter had guessed the last part but he took pride in guessing right. There must be another reason why they wanted Stiles, but what?
Suddenly, Peter had an idea. It was crazy and 3 months ago he would never had contemplated doing it to save Stiles' life or anyone's life but his own. But he had to try something.
Stile's tried to sort his mind out. He attempted to sit on the mattress and when he did, he was greeted by a sight in front of him that made his heart stop.
He leant against the wall in an attempt to stand; he stared at the person in front of him and nearly cried,
"Mum?"
a/n: thanks for following...
