This starts with Stiles in his dream world, and switches between the real world.
Chapter 10
Stiles Pov
Stiles' eyes opened slowly, he woke to the feeling of fingertips running across his shoulder touching his skin, he wondered why he didn't have a shirt on but then remembered that there was a party last night and if his shirt was off and only his boxers were on, he didn't remember that must of meant that he had gotten wasted.
He was looking at his own wall, pictures of the family and the batman poster was a big indication of that. There were fingers that seemed to be tracing out the patterns of his moles as if they were constellations, he smiled knowing who it was.
"I know you're awake", Stiles smile got even wider, "you know, I gotta say you are hilarious when your drunk, and very horny, you couldn't keep your hands off of me", the voice whispered.
Stiles gripped the fingers, intertwining their hands together, he groaned and turned around, "so are you complaining about my horniness when intoxicated", he looked at the face that kept running through his mind every day, even when he wasn't around he thought about him, his eyes his smile, he was perfect.
He laughed and god did Stiles love that laugh he wanted to hear it everytime he saw him, "no, but I would've liked it if you hadn't took off my clothes and then fallen asleep on top of me".
Stiles licked his lips and lifted the covers, "so you've been naked and hard all night, I'm so sorry that I did that to you, maybe I can fix it", Stiles scooted closer and kissed him, it was the slow kiss that he got every day before School and before he went home.
It was a slow sensual kiss, and it sped up with more passion, Stiles tossed him on his back and climbed on top of him, straddling his hips, both of them were hard and rubbing against each other, breaths picking up, he felt a hand on the back of his neck pulling him closer.
Their breathing sped up and they continued to kissed pushing and pulling each other, Stiles felt a hand reach into the back of his boxers slowly pulling them down, while strong hands gripped his butt, he moaned, a mouth was suddenly at his neck biting him leaving marks.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door and they both stopped, "Stiles, why don't get up and go before school starts, you and your guest", Stiles knew it was his Dad, he sighed annoyed that his Dad just had to cock block him.
"OK, we're coming", he waited until he heard the footsteps walking away from the door.
He looked at his boyfriend, who smiled and shook his head, "We need hurry up before he comes in here with a shot gun", Stiles sighed and climbed of him pouting, he didn't want to look at him while he got dressed, he was a little pissed.
His face was turned and he got a peck on his lips, "cheer up we got tonight", his face was let go of and watched as his boyfriend showed off his impressive muscles, his strong chest and arms, sometimes he wondered what angel blessed him enough to get someone as hot as him.
He got up and got dressed to, they walked downstairs, "Mornin", Stiles mumbled, his mother looked at him and laughed, "good morning, Stiles", she said with a cheery smile, his father grumbled the same.
His boyfriend said good morning to them before being dragged off by Stiles. Stiles opened the door and got another kiss, "I'll see you later babe, stop looking so down", He gave him one last smile before he walked out.
"I'll see you at school, Damien", Stiles yelled.
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This is the real world
Damien pov
Damien walked outside of the hospital if he was going to break the seal then he was going to have to be somewhere safe and his home was the safest place he knew.
He walked to his truck and drove home, as soon as he got there he went straight to the basement, he flipped on the lights, he was worried to say the least the he wouldn't be able to control it, his sensing ability as it was now was very limited, with the seal released they would become much more powerful, the only set back was that he had an overwhelming desire to destroy anything in his path, when it came to what he wanted.
The first time he experienced it was when he had been taken from Stiles, they were in Montana and his mother was advising a coven, who's member was turning into a crone, he didn't know what they were at the time but to him it really wouldn't of matter if he did at the time.
He remembers crying the overwhelming feeling to get to Stiles and that he never wanted to go with his mother, he suddenly could sense everything, the magic surrounding the coven and the dark shadows accumulating around the girl, the slight vibration of his mother.
His mother yelled at him, but he couldn't hear her, he had gotten up and started walking towards the door, that's when his mother had gotten in his way that was a big mistake, he remembers telling her that if she got in his way his would destroy her, she made a move to get him but he could sense her movement.
He dodged the hand that tried to grab him, he quickly put space between them and had snatched a dagger from one of the tables, he ran towards her, dagger in his hand and coldness in his eyes.
He knew that she was his mother but she was keeping him from Stiles, she needed to be destroyed.
His mother had pulled out a knife herself, her eyes were just as cold as he always know them to be, he ran closer to her when he felt a wave of something being sent his way, he quickly stopped and turned avoiding the wave that blasted a cabinet of vials destroying it when it missed him.
He turned and saw the women, she wore a red dress and it only seemed to make the dark feeling around her even darker, she had taken advantage of the situation and escaped, knocking out some of the other women.
"You're in my way", he said voice like ice, and the witch regarded him for a second then smiled.
She raised her hand and he could sense the something dark accumulating around it, he quickly ran away and there was an explosion where he had last been, there were vials of liquids of different colors on the ground and papers with writings and symbols he couldn't describe.
He grabbed one of the vials and threw it at her and it broke on her, the green liquid covered her. She began to scream and it bubbled as if melting her, he took the opportunity and stabbed her in the chest, for a minute he thought had he missed no blood had spill, but then the woman fell and her dress turned dark red from when she was stabbed and continued like an infection.
He watched her die, her face melted, eyes pitch black and frozen screaming, he turned away from her and thats when he felt something throughout his body, something was holding him and that's when his mother walked to him, he saw the women in the back whispering something.
"I hoped this wouldn't of been inflicted upon you, that this wasn't reason they killed him, I hoped I was wrong", she whispered and she looked sad, but he didn't care, she was keeping him from Stiles.
"I don't care, I will break every door, I will smash everything and destroy anyone in my way", he screamed and his eyes flashed blue and the feeling around him got even stronger, weighing him down, he struggled, and screamed.
He could feel himself start to move, even if it was slow, even if it was inch by inch, they wouldn't stop him, he would keep moving forward, even if he had to tear himself apart.
"Do it now", his mother scream, the women began to chant louder and his mind began to cloud but whatever was weighing him down lighten and he moved again as if shaking it off, he grabbed the knife ripping it from the woman's chest, he sensed his mother reaching for him.
He turned and slashed her arm and blood spilt spraying him, and he sensed her movement again but his mind was clouding even more and he couldn't stop her from grabbing him by the neck and pushing him down on the floor, he screamed and clawed at her arms, but he couldn't escape her grasp, he soon passed out.
When he awoke he couldn't sense anything and memories of that night were always cloudy, that was until his training started and his sensing abilities came back.
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Stiles Pov
He walked back into the kitchen, his Dad glanced at him from the paper and his mom had just finished breakfast, he sat down and started to eat.
His dad put down the paper, "Stiles, now you know we treat Damien as if he is our own but you know the rules and Damien is no exception", he said
"Dad, it wasn't even like that he just brought me home and he didn't wanna go with it being so late and all", Stiles tried to explain, his Dad just shook his head and got up, getting ready to go to the Station.
"Stiles, you know the rules", his Dad said and left, his mom looked at him and smiled she kissed his head and left for work, he couldn't exactly tell his Sheriff Dad, that he had gotten drunk at a party and his boyfriend had taken him home only to get partially molested and fallen asleep on.
He finished his breakfast, put the dishes in the sink and left for school.
When got there he didn't see Damien, but he did see Scott at his locker," hey bro", he greeted him while he opened his locker.
"hey dude, you were super wasted last night?", Scott asked.
"I have no idea, Damien said I was hilarious", Stiles answered, he got his books from his locker and they started to wall down the hall.
"Yes, you were dude I have never seen you so wasted, you were all over the place dancing and singing songs no one knew and you kept trying to get into Damien's pants, I had to pull you off of him a couple of times", Scott told him.
"man, he didn't tell me it was that bad, did I say anything potentially rep crushing and worth remembering for the rest of my high school career", Stiles asked him.
Scott started to blush, "yeah, not loud enough for everyone to hear but dude I really didn't wanna know about your sex life dude", Stiles stood there mouth hanging open.
"Dude, it couldn't of been that bad", Stiles said.
Stiles couldn't believe it, Scott's face got even redder, "Yes, I don't want to hear anything about you riding him Stiles", Scott whispered.
Stiles blushed a little too, what Scott said was embarrassing and it kinda reminded him of this morning, Stiles rubbed the back of his head, "I'm sorry but you know you do the same thing with Allison", he stated.
"Dude, no I don't", Stiles gave him the 'yes you do talk about your sex life at the worst possible moment' look, and Scott saw it, "ok, I do sometimes".
They bell rang and they both went to class.
He didn't see Damien until lunch, he was sitting at the table with Jackson, Lydia, Allison and Danny. He and Stiles were just arriving, they sat down him next to Damien and Scott next to Allison.
Damien look at him and smiled, "hey I was looking everywhere for you", he lend in and kiss him it was a soft and quick one, they didn't do too much over the top PDA like Scott and Allison, they didn't have whole make out sessions at the table.
"I want to stab myself just looking at the two of you, making new couples feels and hearing these two", Jackson said as he pointed to Scott and Allison.
Stile rolled his eyes, grabbing Damien's hand under the table, "I kinda wish you would already", Damien heard him and chuckled.
Jackson was about say something else before Lydia interrupted him, "So are you guys, coming to my party?" she asked.
Stiles had totally forgotten about Lydia's party, he was already dealing of last night's he didn't know what would happen if he went to hers, hopeful he wouldn't attack his boyfriend at a party trying to get into his pants again.
"Maybe, Stiles and I are having dinner that night with his parents, so we'll make it if we can", Damien said and Stiles thanked whatever gods were out there for Damien's wonderful evasion tactics.
For a moment he thought Lydia wasn't going to accept that as an answer but she simply held her head up and said, "Ok".
He looked at Damien to see if he was a stunned as his was about Lydia's reaction but he wasn't paying attention to they at all, he was looking at Allison and when he saw the worried expression on his face, he looked at her to see why.
She was silently crying and Scott was holding her, how she went from making out with Scott to crying he didn't know why.
"Sorry guys, she's having a hard time, she just remember it was the anniversary of her Aunt's death", Scott sadly said,
Lydia nodded in understanding and everyone else did too, it seemed like he was the only one that was lost here.
"Umm, what am I missing", he asked Damien.
Damien looked at him in confusion, "she died in the hale fire remember, she was with her boyfriend at the time, Derek Hale, the whole family died in the fire", he whispered back at Stiles.
When Damien had said that name it was like a flip switched in his head, images came pouring out, he saw a dark brooding man with glowing blue eyes and fangs, another image appeared and this time that man had beautiful eyes that were not blue and glowing at all and was smirking, which made him feel happiness for some reason, at seeing him smirk.
The images stopped and he guessed he had his eyes closed, because they slowly open to reveal Damien, worry written on his face.
"Stiles are you alright?", he asked, he was holding Stiles head in his hands.
Stiles nodded yeah, "I just need some water, sorry it's just a headache", he pulled his head away from Damien, got up and walked to the bathroom, he could still see the worry on Damien's face.
He went straight to the sink and splashed some water on his face. he didn't know what the hell just happened but it was freaking him the hell out, he took a deep breath and tried to calm himself.
He looked at the mirror and jumped, there was a shadow behind him in the mirror but when he turned around there was nothing there.
He kind of felt himself going crazy, there was something wrong with him he was seeing things that made no sense at all, he tried to calm down again but it was kind of hard with adrenaline running through his system.
He put his back against the wall and slid down, pulling his head between his knees, he heard the bathroom door opened and he hoped someone was going to be calling bloody murder because he was having a panic attack in the bathroom.
"Stiles", he heard the voice and recognized it as Damien's, he looked up and when he looked at him and it wasn't the Damien that was just in the cafeteria, it was another one he looked darker and his clothes were different, he had scratches on his face and his arm were bleeding.
He only saw it for a moment before the Damien he knew was back and crouching by him asking questions, no bleeding, eyes full of worry, just Damien his boyfriend.
He couldn't answer any of them because he was still trying to figure out what the hell was wrong with him.
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I know Stiles thinks he going crazy, but we know that he's not.
Okay the other characters might not make an appearance until two chapters later
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