A/N: Two chapters within 24 hours, woo!
This chapter was hard for me to write even with inspiration from a few songs. I had the songs on replay the whole time I was writing this, so needless to say, I like the song now, didn't at first because it creeped me out.
Well, enough rambling, here's the next chapter.
Silence embraced the sleeping earth. A tall shadow maneuvers its way through the trees, weaving in and out to dodge the obstacles in its way. The figure barely makes a sound as it comes to complete stop in the middle of the darkened woods.
A thunderous howl shakes the sleeping earth, creatures of the night scurrying for safety, habitants of Beacon Hills who were enjoying the quiet evening run inside to the safety of their homes and locking all their doors and windows.
Derek stands, thinking, waiting to catch a glimpse of the man he loves, the man he neglected for thirty years, a man who deserves better.
Crunching of leaves, snapping of a twig and a low growl was heard. Derek remains completely still, waiting for Stiles to come out of the shadows.
"Come out Stiles, let's talk."
Growling; "It's too late for talking."
"I never meant to leave you alone for so long."
Sinister laughter, "Thirty years, Der, thirty years."
"I know. I know I can never make up for the pain that I caused you during that time. But there wasn't a day that went by that I didn't think about you."
Growling
"Stiles, I know that deep down that you don't want to do this."
Crunching of leaves
"Please just come out so we can talk."
Stiles emerges from the blanket of darkness, fangs elongated and claws taking place as finger nails. Derek looks to Stiles' eyes, seeing them rimmed with red, filled with anger, hate and hurt; he believes that when he looked harder, he saw the old Stiles, the one without hate, filled with love and laughter.
I remember tears streaming down your face
When I said, "I'll never let you go"
When all those shadows almost killed your light
The monster that Stiles has become starts circling Derek, looking on with blood lust. "You did this to me."
"I never meant for any of this to happen; I never meant to hurt you."
I remember you said, "Don't leave me here alone"
But all that's dead and gone and passed tonight
"Don't you think it's a little too late to be saying that?"
Derek could feel the shift in the air, he could feel Stiles start to get antsy and getting ready to attack. Derek closes his eyes.
Just close your eyes
The sun is going down
You'll be alright
The alpha can hear Stiles snarling
No one can hurt you now
Come morning light
You and I'll be safe and sound
Stiles pounces, his claws digging deep into Derek's back. Derek howls in pain, thrashing around, trying to fight back. Stiles has the upper hand, picking Derek up and throwing him to the cold earth.
Don't you dare look out your window darling
Everything's on fire
"I'm letting you off easy, Der." Derek manages to get to his feet, his shirt now in tatters and his back stained with blood. Derek continues to remain silent. "Imagine all this pain bottled up, year after year."
The war outside our door keeps raging on
Hold onto this lullaby
Even when the music's gone
Gone
Derek stands still while Stiles circles him once again; the alpha waiting patiently for the right opportunity to attack.
Just close your eyes
They sun is going down
You'll be alright
Stiles lounges at his mate again, this time Derek fights back. The battle between the two is gruesome; both clawing at one another, trying to rip the other to shreds, out of existence.
The battle rages on, the ground is now covered in blood; scratch marks indent the battle field. The end is near.
Derek's wolf counterpart is starting to weaken, the affect of fighting one's mate. Stiles can feel the life draining from Derek, who is crouched on the ground, spitting out blood and out of breath.
"How does it feel? The one you love killing you slowly, making death painful and all you can do is just let it happen, let death consume you."
No one can hurt you now
Come morning light
You and I'll be safe and sound
"Stiles…" Derek whispers, pain evident in his voice.
Stiles lets out a blood curdling howl, shots ringing out and hitting everything in sight. Derek, who was still kneeling on the ground, looks up. The alpha notices that a group of hunters were coming directly their way. The animalistic side of Derek took over, his one and only mission: save Stiles.
Derek was in full alpha mode. The alpha let out a warning howl and then charged towards the oncoming group of hunters.
Guns and bows were at the steady, waiting to be used. Shots were fired left and right as Derek continued his assault on the hunters.
Oooh, Oooh, Oooh, Oooh
La La (La La)
La La (La La) ,
Oooh, Oooh, Oooh, Oooh
La La (La La)
The hunters were strong, when one would be tossed to the side like a rag doll, five more hunters would appear and shoot without faltering.
Multiple shots hit Derek, but they did not slow the alpha down, just fueled his rage even more.
The battle continues as alpha Derek claws and mutilates his way through the hunters, who are shooting with their entire mite to take down the raging beast.
Howling in the distance was heard; the pack was on their way. The pack snuck up behind enemy lines, attacking from the back and destroying more hunters. Jackson, Danny and Scott were now fighting side by side with their alpha as the rest of the pack was scouting out hidden threats.
After the pack came to Derek's aid, the battle only lasted a few moments. Hunters, who were not killed, limped or carried fellow hunters back to their vehicles, retreating into the fading darkness. The fight lasted all night, the sun peaking its way through the trees, songs of Mother Nature now took center stage.
The pack was healing quickly, Derek, however, was becoming weaker by the minute.
"Dad!" Grace ran up to her father, who was lying on the ground, gasping for breath.
"G-Grace…" Derek coughs up blood.
"Help!" Grace shouts, tears streaming down her face. "Some one help!" Running footsteps were heard behind the girl. The pack was now at their alpha's side.
"We have to do something!" Grace yells. The others look on with somber eyes.
Scott looks around, noticing that Stiles was no where near, "Where's Stiles?" Heads snap up, frantically looking around. "We have to find him. Let's split up." They split up, searching for their pack mate. Grace and Evan stay by their father's side.
"We'll find him." Grace soothingly strokes her father's head, which was now placed on her lap. Evan was kneeling beside his sister, his hand resting on her back. Derek is trying to fight off the darkness until his mate is found.
In the distance, Scott's voice calls out, "Found him! Over here!"
Stiles was in the same state that Derek was, lying on the cold earth, skin stained with blood, eyes starting to glaze over.
Scott kneels down beside his friend cautiously, "Stiles." Stiles manages to look at his friend.
"S-Scott…" Stiles reaches out his blood stained hand, grasping Scott's arm.
"Shh, you're going to be ok; we're not leaving you." Scott moves to pick up his friend. "Sorry, this is going to hurt." Stiles yelps in pain.
Scott hurries as fast as he can to get back to Derek; he passes the others on the way, who follow closely behind him. Derek, Grace and Evan come into view.
"Get back!" Scott orders. Grace and Evan jump up and away from their father.
"Pa!" Grace started to move to get to her other dad until arms snaked their way around her waist, holding her back.
Scott lays Stiles next to Derek; their eyes locking onto the other's gaze.
Stiles coughs up blood; "Derek…" his voice weak.
Darkness consumes his world.
Just close your eyes
You'll be alright
Come morning light,
You and I'll be safe and sound
Oooh, oooh, oooh, ooh oh oh
Song: Safe and Sound by Taylor Swift ft. The Civil Wars