Teen Wolf is stressing me out you guys, it used to be some stupid TV show about stupid teenagers and stupid teenage werewolves and now it is about emotionally crippling as supernatural is, and it took me like 4 tries to get into this show and now I cannot get enough of it.

And since someone is supposed to die this season my bet is either Allison or Derek? If it really is a character featured in the opening sequence. Who do you guys think will die? I don't want anyone to die, even when I can`t stand characters and they end up dying I`m actually disappointed they won`t be around anymore.

And has anyone hear of this neknomination thing? Where you nominate someone and they have to down a beer or something, it`s probably the dumbest thing and my facebook has been filled with videos of people drinking, but now my facebook is filled with people turning the nominations into random acts of kindness on my facebook instead of drinking, and now all I want to do is go and do something nice and nominate someone to do the same.

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Crack!

Stiles watched smirking as Lydia fell to the floor her face emotionless, her neck broken and her scream silenced.

Before Stiles could make another move he was met with an arrow to his shoulder, Stiles glanced down cocking his head to the side before turning around to see Allison holding her bow, he could see the way her hands were shaking, the complete look of terror marking her features , her face paler than Snow White.

Stiles grinned maliciously before casually pulling the arrow out of his shoulder and started to roll the arrow with his fingers like one would with a drumstick.

Allison stared her eyes wide and shiny as she watched Stiles stare at her smiling with smug as if he just won some game that no one wanted to play, Allison slowly reached behind her so she could pull a arrow out, eyes never leaving Stiles, she froze, hand mid air when he stopped twirling the arrow and stared at her unblinking and before Allison could move her one foot to back away she was met with the arrow to her stomach and crashed to the ground immediately losing her balance, Allison watched unfocused as Stiles slowly walked towards her and stared down at her, studying her and before she could utter a word Stiles lifted his foot down on the arrow pushing it further into her stomach, Allison choked out a gasp and turned her head where Aiden and Ethan were laying next her both staring back with wide and dead eyes before she took her last breath.

Stiles moved on stepping over the bodies of Aiden and Ethan, the twins on the floor with their throats ripped out.

Footsteps caught his attention and could see both Isaac and Scott taking either side of him the stance ready to attack and defend. Stiles looked back and forth between the two as if making a decision before he charged towards Scott with reflexes faster than Isaac or Scott could have foreseen.

Isaac prepared to charge but froze at the grip Stiles had Scott in, his hands prepared to break Scott`s neck. Stiles flashed his teeth in a menacing grin daring Isaac to make a move.

Isaac raised his hands in surrender "Stiles this isn`t you."

Stiles raised an eyebrow "you don`t know me."

Isaac nodded sparing a glance at Scott who stared back pleadingly "I know Scott`s your best friend, you wouldn't kill your best friend."

Stiles seemed to consider this before tightening his grip on Scott "Actually I think I would."

Isaac gestured around him thinking back to the past week at how quick everything fell apart how Stiles went missing and was found two days later, they all thought something was off about him, he acted normal, cracked jokes, but his eyes were blank and held no emotion, two days later Kira`s body was found drowned, Isaac came back to the Stilinski home to find the sheriff with a gunshot wound to his head, and Scott calling him up sobbing about how Stiles just snapped his mothers neck, they all put it together pretty fast at who killed Kira and the Sheriff and they followed Stiles to Derek`s loft to see him standing in the middle of the room beckoning them all forward and a blood bath had quickly begun.

Isaac looked at the bodies around him, The broken bodies of Lydia, Ethan, Aiden and Allison, they had called Derek to meet them but he hadn`t shown "you don't kill people Stiles, we can help you, We can figure this out, please just stop, please Stiles, just stop hurting everyone."

Stiles shook his head "no can do kiddo."

Isaac shook his head his voice cracking as he tried to plead "Please Stiles I-"

Stiles immediately charged towards Isaac letting Scot go and shoving him into the coat hooks smirking as he heard the hooks make contact with Isaacs flesh, hanging on the wall Isaac looked stunned before blood filled his mouth and he began choking before going limp his eyes going emotionless.

"No!" Scott screamed running towards them and Stiles turned around throwing his arm out to stop Scott from coming any closer to him.

Scott froze and glanced down to see Stiles arm embedded into his chest, Scott glanced up at his friend pleadingly before Stiles ripped his hand out of Scott`s chest, Scott collapsed falling to the floor with a thud and Stiles tossed the heart that was in his hand beside Scott.

Stiles glanced at the scene around with a proud stance at what he had caused, Scott dead on the ground his heart ripped out, Isaac hanging limply on the wall hooks embedded in his head, Lydia with her neck broken, the throats ripped out of the twins, and Allison laying beside them an arrow sticking out of her stomach.

Stiles smirked at the heavy breathing coming from the entrance of the loft "Hello Derek." Turning to see the werewolf watching him with a stunned look that Stiles didn't think the man could posses.

"Stiles, what did you do?" The older man asked shell shocked.

Stiles glanced around him shrugging "They got in my way."

Derek looked at the bodies around him "in the way of what?"

Stiles chuckled "if I told you that I would have to kill you."

Derek widened his eyes before looking at Stiles, sadness etched on his features "I`m sorry Stiles."

Stiles cocked his head to the side looking confused before Derek charged towards Stiles snapping his neck.

Derek could do nothing more but stare in horror as Stiles hanging snapped neck was snapped back in its place and Stiles narrowed his eyes at Derek "You really shouldn't of done that."

Stiles charged to Derek doing what he did to Scott, his hand embedded in Derek`s chest wrapped around his heart.

Derek sputtered staring at Stiles in disbelief "What are you?"

Stiles smirked pulling the heart out of Derek`s chest and crushing it between his hands.

Stiles smirk fell off his face and he frowned in confusion that the man was still standing and staring at him.

"Wake up Stiles." Derek demanded.

"Wake up Stiles." Stiles turned to see Scott standing behind him a hole clear in his chest.

"Wake up Stiles." Isaac called behind him blood flowing out of his mouth.

"Wake up Stiles." Stiles could see Lydia, Aiden, Ethan and Allison all coming towards him

"Wake up Stiles."

Stiles covered his ears screaming.

"Stiles wake up!"


Stiles gasped a sob stuck in his throat as he punched whoever was holding him

"Let me go!" Stiles cried sobbing trying to pull away but the grip just tightened around.

"Stiles it was just a dream, Calm down! you`re okay, it wasn't real."

Stiles nodded choking on his sobs as he struggled with the words "It was real, it felt so real."

"It wasn't real, it was a dream." The voice spoke softly.

Stiles shook his head "I`m awake now right? This…this is real right?"

Stiles could feel a small pinch dig into his back making him squirm slightly

"Did you feel that?"

Stiles nodded weakly trying to clear his blurry eyes with no luck.

"You can`t feel pain in dreams Stiles, this is real, you`re awake, I promise."

Stiles nodded sobbing and shaking into the chest holding him.

"Try to get some more sleep Stiles, it`s only two in the morning you`ve only been asleep for a couple of hours."

Stiles shook his head adamantly his heart racing and hands clutching the T-shirt of the person holding him.

Immediately his bed felt lighter as the person got up and pried Stiles hands off of him, which made Stiles confused and could feel the beginning of panic about to grip him and he curled up on his bed pulling the blankets up to his chin, his dad wasn't usually one to leave him like this after a nightmare.

Stiles blinked sluggishly as his TV screen turned on and lit up his room, Stiles could feel his bed sink down from the added weight and a body shuffle down under the blankets beside him, blanket pulled up to his chin. Stiles watched as Toy story played out across his screen his eyes falling heavy when Buzz lightyear declared himself as Miss. Nesbit, Stiles didn't wake again until morning.


Stiles woke up to a loud repeated rapping of someone banging on his door, and with his eyes barely open was met with a bright flash of what appeared to be lightening. Stiles groaned trying to tug the blankets away from the body next to him and closer to him so he could get more sleep, until a voice made him snap his eyes open.

"Now this is a sight I never thought I would see"

Stiles blinked confused to see his Dad smiling in his bedroom doorway with a camera in hand.

Stiles raised his eyebrows half awake confused as why his dad was standing in his bedroom doorway when he should be the person sleeping beside him, because if his dad wasn't next to him then…

Stiles pulled the blanket down to see the figured next to him his eyes widening when he saw Isaacs sleeping face next to him.

To say Stiles overreacted would be an understatement immediately Stiles flailed his arms trying to get out of bed whacking Isaac in the face in the process causing him to startles awake and shoot up in the bed, which caused a literal head on collision with Stiles. Stiles groaned pushing Isaac away to be met with a dull thud and Isaac off the bed and lying on the floor.

Stiles scrambled to get out of bed as gracefully as he could instead his foot got tangled in his blanket, Stiles immediately tried to find support to stop himself from colliding with the floor instead he collided with his bedside table knocking over his lamp and eventually met the floor face first.

Stiles groaned kicking the blanket that came down with him off him and turned to glare at his father who was bent over gasping for breath from laughing too hard.

The Sheriff stood up straight a huge grin plastered across his face seeing the glare his son was sending him.

"This morning turned out better than I expected."

Stiles stood up dusting himself off like a reflex and glared at his dad "You be quiet."

The Sheriff grinned "I think it`s sweet."

Stiles huffed "well it`s not"

The Sheriff shrugged and looked as if he was contemplating something "I am curious to why Isaac was in your bed."

Before Stiles could open his mouth to retort his dad help up a hand stopping him "You know what…I don't want to know, It`s early, I just got off shift I am going to bed…just be safe." The Sheriff joked.

Stiles gaped at his dad wondering if he really just said that and instead of replying with a sarcastic remark he chucked a pillow off his bed and threw it towards his dad listening to his chuckling as he entered his own bedroom.

Stiles sighed looking at the mess of his bedroom, blankets and pillows strewn, lamp knocked over, and a Toy story DVD stuck on the main menu. And then Stiles remembered a certain werewolf.

"Are you still lying on the floor?" Stiles called

Isaac peeked his head halfway up over the bed to peer at Stiles "You looked like you were having a moment with your dad…I didn't want to intrude."

Stiles rolled his eyes "you wouldn't of been intruding you would of saved me from having that moment with my dad."

Isaac stood up nodding seriously "I could of, but I was afraid if he remembered I was there he would give me the if you ever hurt him i`ll kill you lecture."

Stiles looked confused inclining his head for an explanation

Isaac sighed like Stiles was the most precious clueless thing and whispered "you know since we slept together."

Stiles gaped in horror and began glaring when Isaac started to snicker

Stiles picked up the remaining pillow on his bed and chucked it as hard he could.

Isaac easily dodged the pillow laughing and started towards his own temporary room.

"We`re moving too fast Stiles" Isaac called from the hallway laughing.

Stiles rolled his eyes and shut his bedroom door. Muttering under his breath about annoying fathers and werewolves

Stiles started picking everything off his floor, and instead of making his bed just threw all his pillows on one end and the blanket in the middle before going over to his TV to shut it off.

Stiles took out the DVD wondering why Toy story was even playing in the first place before putting it back in its case, and headed to the door so he could grab a bowl of cereal downstairs.

As soon as Stiles hand touched the doorknob he froze with realization as he suddenly remembered exactly why Toy story had been playing. He remembered the dream where he killed all his friends, remembered screaming and crying, and he remembered be comforted by Isaac who Stiles thought last night it was his dad that was with him too panicked to realize his dad was working the midnight shift and too out of it to realize it was Isaac that he was clinging to.

Stiles could feel his face heat up in embarrassment that was a sight he never wanted Isaac to see, he never wanted to be that vulnerable in front of a person he could barely stand to be around, Ever since Isaac had moved in Stiles had worried about Isaac seeing him screaming in the middle of the night crying in his dads arms, but he hadn`t had one and thought maybe they were done with but naturally he wouldn't get that lucky.

Yet at the same time Stiles couldn't help but be eternally grateful to what Isaac did for him, last night was the first time after one of his nightmares where he actually managed to fall back asleep after waking up in a panic and it was all because Isaac had slipped in a Disney movie to watch that had eventually lured him to sleep, and it was something that Isaac didn't even have to be bothered to do, he could of rolled over and pretended he never heard the other boy screaming from the room across from him.

Now Stiles has to something he never thought he would have do which was thank Isaac, except Stiles had no idea how to thank him after all the fighting they had been doing, the things they said about and to each other, as grateful as Stiles was he could only imagine how awkward this would go.

Stiles mustered up the courage he had and threw open the door and marched the four steps across the hall to room Isaac was in hand raised and banging on the door with more force than necessary.

With no answer Stiles slowly opened to door and peeked his head through to see the bedroom vacant, and Stiles knew he should turn back and wait for Isaac because technically this was his room and Stiles should not be snooping to what little things Isaac had brought.

Stiles slowly backed out of the room and shut the door softly to head back to his own bedroom, instead Stiles stopped in the middle of the hallway rolling on the balls of his feet looking back and forth to see anyone if anyone was coming before dashing back into Isaacs room.

Stiles glanced around the room wondering what Isaac did in here all day, there was no decorations, game systems, TVs, Books, the only source of entertainment Stiles could see was a laptop on the desk and an I-pod in the desk, Stiles guessed Isaac hoped he wouldn't be here too long.

Picking up the I-pod Stiles scrolled through to see what music Isaac listened too, Ed Sheeran, Young the giant, Coldplay, The Beatles, The Script, Adele, Stiles nodded approvingly even if half the music Isaac listened to were by British artists.

Stiles headed over to Isaacs bed that was neatly made and wrinkle free, glancing at the bedside table Stiles saw a four piece picture frame and picked it up glancing at the four photos, one of them being a picture of Isaac, Boyd, and Erica at what appeared to be them at an amusement park from the lights and Ferris wheel behind them, the three of them were hanging off each other laughing, Stiles smiled sadly at it and wondered who took the picture.

The next one was of a beautiful woman with long blonde wavy curls in a white sundress grinning at the camera her blue eyes shining and standing in front of Isaacs old house, Holding a sign in front of her very pregnant belly that had the name Isaac written across it. Isaac was a dead ringer for his mother.

The next one had Isaac who appeared to be around five years old hanging off his dads shoulder and looking at him to something akin to hero worship, His father was holding onto Isaac grinning towards the camera, with Isaacs mother beside them her arms wrapped around a taller boy that Stiles assumed to be Isaacs brother.

The last picture was of a three year old Isaac and a twelve year old Camden arms around each other`s shoulders and grinning Ice creams in hand, although most of Isaacs was all over his face as he gave a toothy smile.

Stiles felt a tug on his heart and wondered how Isaacs home life had went straight to hell.

Stiles gently placed the picture frame back, and turned to leave the room until his eye caught the notebook laying on the bed, cautiously Stiles grabbed it and opened it slowly but instead of seeing words written across the pages with Isaacs deepest thoughts Stiles was welcomed with pictures, sketches really, of Wolves, the beacon hills welcome sign on the outskirts of town, the 1967 impala from supernatural, Stiles widened his eyes seeing pictures of Scott, Allison, Derek, Lydia, the Kanima and even Jackson, Stiles gaped at the picture of him surprised Isaac drew one of him, hell surprised even Isaac could draw this good, some of the colored ones looked they came from an actual camera. Stiles ran his hands over the picture of him wondering how Isaac could remember every detail.

"Hey! What are you doing!?"

Stiles jumped off the bed not even realizing he sat down and glanced to see Isaac standing in the doorway sending Stiles a withering glare, his hair wet from what Stiles assumed was the shower.

Isaac strolled over angry and snatched the sketch book out of Stiles hands "That's private."

Stiles tried to sputter out a response "Isaac…those are r-really good."

Isaac shoved passed Stiles shoving the book under his pillows and shrugged his face red with embarrassment "They`re just doodles."

Stiles snorted "Those are some pretty impressive doodles, wonder how good they`d be if you tried then."

Isaac rolled his eyes annoyed "What do you want Stiles?"

Stiles rubbed the back of his neck awkward "I wanted to say thanks."

Isaac raised an eyebrow "for what?"

Stiles resisted a sarcastic remark "for last night, for being there after that nightmare."

Isaac shrugged looking like the awkward one now "Yeah well you know, I didn't want your screaming keeping me up all night."

Stiles nodded seriously and waved him off "Yeah no of course, I guess you didn't want to go back to your own room after waking me up and putting on toy story until I fell back asleep."

"Yeah well, I really like Toy Story and I was going to go back when it was over but your screaming really tired me out."

Stiles looked mockingly apologetic "I`m sorry, I`ll be sure to scream quietly next time."

Isaac nodded and looked satisfied with the response "That's all I ask."

Stiles rolled his eyes, thanking the guy was impossible every step forward they took was just another two back, Stiles turned to leave before stopping and looking at Isaac slightly embarrassed.

"The movie thing… that actually worked I`ve never been able to sleep after a nightmare I usually fake sleep till my dad leaves and spend the rest of the night staring at the ceiling going over the nightmare…so seriously you didn't have to do what you had to last night."

Isaac shrugged like it was nothing "You don`t grow up like I did without a few nightmares, had to comfort myself usually a movie did the trick to get my mind off it and get me back to sleep."

Stiles nodded sadly "and Isaac those "doodles" they`re really good, I mean like I would sell, buy, and hang them on my wall good."

Isaac ran a hand through his hair uncomfortable and avoiding eye contact that had Stiles wondering when the last time someone gave the other boy a compliment.

Stiles nodded and left the room, Maybe Isaac Lahey wasn't so bad.

"Stiles?" Isaac called.

Stiles turned back questionably "Yeah?"

"You`re still annoying"

Stiles shot Isaac a dirty look " so are you"

Okay so maybe he was still an ass, but they were working on it.


So I hope you guys liked it! That nightmare sequence was much longer than I had planned so I have no idea if it`s good I just kept writing it. I have no idea if this chapter was good or boring and Ahh I hoped someone liked it stuff just kept coming out and I don't know if it made sense.

And I totally do the slipping in a DVD when I get freaked out at night usually Toy Story, 101 Dalmations or How I met your mother something funny and lighthearted and it always one of those three that I`ll have on until I fall asleep and my TV and play station turn off automatically if it hasn't been touched in awhile or I`m being haunted and they`re generous enough to turn off my electronics.

So Isaac and Stiles friendship is slowly developing, slowly but surely.

Let me know what you guys thought.

Fact: there is a book called the futility and it is about a ship called The Titan; a large unsinkable ship that ends up hitting an ice berg on a cold April night and sinking. Sound familiar? This book was written 14 years before the Titanic Sunk.