Chapter 22
After he talked to Lydia, they left and Stiles avoided all eye contact with Damien when they said goodbye. When Derek dropped Stiles off at home, he didn't say much, his mind focused on the impending mission that he was set to go on.
"Goodnight, Stiles" he pecked Stiles on the head and looked away.
Stiles shook his head and grabbed Derek by the back of the neck bringing him close "If you're going to say goodnight, you're going to have to do better than that," he whispered. He kissed him softly, starting off slow at first and then it picked up. Derek grabbed him by the back of the neck, putting more force and passion into the kiss, their tongues twirling together.
Stiles moaned, they broke apart both of them breathing heavy "Yeah, yep I'm going now" He opened the door, and was about to get out when he felt a hand on his am, he turned around to see Derek staring at him with an intense look on his face.
"Stiles…I'll see you tomorrow" He said and let him go. Stiles nodded and got out, closing the door watching him leave. He sighed and looked at the half-moon hanging the sky "What the hell am I doing?"
He shook his head and walked into the house, hoping that tomorrow would be a lot better.
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Derek pulled in front of Damien's house, they were going to meet up before they left. Damien called and said he had some transport to the airport, Stiles didn't really want to see Derek go but he knew that he had to in order for them to get anything on Gina. He also wasn't in the mood to see Mila, he really didn't like her.
Derek cut off the engine and looked at Stiles "I'm only going to be gone a day, two at the most"
Stiles nodded "I know, the party is today and you still have to get him and bring him back, which isn't as easy as it sound which in case the only way I could think of is if you stuff him in a big ass suitcase past…"
"Stiles", he grabbed Stiles hand stopping his ranting "It's going to be okay"
Stiles nodded "I know, I know I just can't help but worry a bit, you know"
Derek chuckled "Yeah, I know" He kissed his forehead and got out of the car. Stiles got out following him to the trunk and while he got out his bag. Damien came out of the house, dressed in black jeans and red shirt, the fang hanging around his neck.
"Hey guys, I wanted to talk to you before you left and give you something" he said.
"Yeah, what is it?" Stiles asked anxious to find out what was important.
Damien looked worried, and kept searching the street as if looking for someone. Stiles scoffed he already figured Damien was looking for the super-bimbo that had snaked her way into his bed. "Well, I wanted to wait for…" Damien voiced drifted off as if anticipating the loud roar of the engine that Stiles easily recognized.
They turned to see Jackson's ego mobile pull up and stop behind Derek's car, the engine cut off and Stiles was surprised to see Lydia get out first. "Your waiting for me right" she asked as Jackson unloaded luggage out of the car.
Derek turned to Damien, eyes full of suspicion "You didn't say Lydia was coming?" Damien shrugged, avoiding his gaze "What, you need some help chasing after the alchemist so I called Lydia and she agreed"
Stiles shook his head, silently thanking Damien for covering him. He had called Lydia explaining the situation, Mila, the mission and his worries about it. She agreed to go with Derek to watch his back.
"Hey Lydia," he ran to her hugging her for fear life. "Thank you for doing this, I am forever in your debt" he whispered
She sighed, hugging him back "Stiles, you've been in my debt for a long time"
They broke away and walked over to Damien and Derek, "Alright now that you're both here, come inside we have a lot to talk about."
They walked into the house, Jackson and Lydia surveying it. "Dude, aren't you supposed to be evil organization rich?"
Stiles also wondered why the house was so small, there weren't many houses that were big in Beacon Hills to begin with but they were bigger than this.
Damien chuckled "I am and I didn't want a huge house, I bought this one for the basement" he walked to a closed door by the kitchen and opened it turning on the light and walking down stairs.
Everyone one followed him, walking down the wooden stairs. When Stiles was able to see the whole basement, he was surprised with how big it was. There were rows of books lining the walls with various weird weapons on a far desk, even a large trunk hidden in the corner.
"Wow, wait how did you get it unpacked if you were leaving?" Stiles asked.
Damien was surprised by the question, his mouth was open and he looked like he was still trying to come up with an answer "Well, umm I didn't unpack it because I was leaving for you guys."
Everyone looked at him with shock on their faces "What?" they all asked simultaneously.
"Well, I wasn't going to use it, the place is already paid for and if you wanted to hide out here, you could or whatever" Damien said shyly.
"Thank you" Derek said, he walked over to him and laid his hand on his shoulder. Stiles was both surprised and confused as to why Derek was being so nice, it wasn't much of a thank you but it was something if it was coming from Derek.
"Yeah, Thank you it would have made an awesome hideout" Stiles said.
Damien shook his head, he was blushing from all the attention "Umm, yeah the reason I brought you down here was to give you these" He pulled out to two small packages and gave them to Derek and Lydia.
Stiles went over to Derek looking over his shoulder while he opened the package. What turned out to be in it was a Montana driver's license with Derek's picture and a black ATM card. "Huh, you don't like William Burns" Stiles said.
Derek shot him a glare and went back to look at the contents of the package. "Emilia Burns?" Stiles turned around to see Lydia looking at the driver's license with something akin to awe.
"Well when you called me last night to tell me you were coming, I also had to get a fake for you too in short notice and the card is if you need money don't worry about the limit, I already had some funds moved around when I was leaving" Damien explained.
Lydia and Jackson looked flabbergasted "Ok, thanks"
Damien smiled "And yes you can go shopping with it too" Lydia jumped up and down like a little girl who just go her first pony, she ran to Damien and hugged him "thank you"
He laughed "Its problem, the least I can do since you're going on a dangerous mission like this"
Jackson scoffed "Yeah it is, what the hell kind of mission is she going on?" Stiles could tell that Jackson that he was irritated that he couldn't go with here, hell he was feeling the same way it just wasn't towards Damien, he didn't think it was his fault.
Damien looked away in shame "Michal Shaw, he's an alchemist that created the homunculi and the central control unit, the hive mind"
Lydia nodded "Yeah, when I was researching them his name came up, I asked Deaton about it and it turns out he worked with him to create it. He said it was the perfect mix of technology and magic"
Derek looked to be deep in thought and Jackson looked confused "Ok, so what, he knows how to defeat them?"
Damien shook his head "Not just that, he also knows where the hive mind is, if we get that a lot of my mother's power would be cut down in half, we wouldn't have to worry about them"
Derek nodded in agreement "Yeah, he's right, if we get to that it could make a major difference in how she would approach us too, she won't be able to sneak up on us like she did last time."
Jackson looked even more annoyed "Fine, but if she gets hurt it's on you"
Damien nodded accepting it. Stiles didn't think it was right to put all the blame on Damien's shoulder, he was just doing what he thought was best "Jackson, dude stop, he's trying his best, putting blame on him isn't going to help"
Jackson was about to reply if not for the honks outside. Damien sighed "It looks like you're ride is here" he went upstairs and everyone followed him outside. Stiles jaw dropped at what he was seeing. Mila was standing outside, wearing dark blue jeans, black heels and blue blouse, dark shades covering her eyes. She was leaning against a limo that appeared to be their ride to the airport.
"Mila, about time you came" said Damien. She only smiled and got out the limo, going to Damien as if she was on a runway. When she got chose, she pecked his cheek and Stiles could've sworn he saw her wink at him through those think frames. He gritted his teeth feeling anger coming over him.
"Hmm, she has nice taste" Lydia said. Stiles looked at her with betrayal "You're supposed to be on my side" he whispered to her.
Lydia narrowed her eyes at him "I am, all I said was that she had nice taste, don't get mad at me because you're" She mouthed 'jealous' at the end knowing that Derek would hear them. He rolled his eyes "I so am not", she gave him an unconvinced face and even to him it didn't sound true.
They turned their attention back to Mila. They were walked towards them and as Mila get closer, Stiles got more irritated. "Lydia, Jackson this is my friend, Mila, she'll be going on the mission with you" Damien said. Mila extended her hand and Jackson readily shook it, with a big grin on his face "Nice to meet you"
Lydia kicked him "ouch, what was that for!" he yelled. She ignored him going to shaking Mila hand "Nice to meet you, I like you shoes"
Mila smiled and looked down at her heels showing them off "Oh, thank you they cost a fortune for someone else." They both laughed at the joke that Stiles didn't get at all.
Mila then sighed "Well I guess we should get going, they private plane is just waiting for us." Stiles saw Lydia's eyes light up at the mention of a private plane and he knew that he had lost her, she had fell to the temptations of the evil temptress in their midst.
"Umm, yeah you should, the party is today and you still got some planning to do" Damien said. Stiles turned around and went to Derek, not really wanting to say goodbye. Derek grabbed his hand and kissed his temple, lingering for a few seconds and when stepped away Stiles could still feel it, in fact he didn't want it to go away.
"I'm going to be fine, I'll be back before you know it" Derek whispered. Stiles nodded and grasping his hand even harder "I know but that doesn't make it feel any better" he whispered back and when he looked into Derek eyes he could tell he felt the same way, but they both knew that he had to go.
Derek stepped away and went towards the limo, putting his bags in the back and getting in. "Don't worry, I'll be looking after him remember" he turned to Lydia and smiled, that was the whole reason why he called her after all, to watch over Derek for him. "Thanks", he whispered. She shrugged and smiled "No, prob" she said as she walked to the limo, Jackson following closely behind her to put the bags in the car.
Stiles looked back at Mila and Damien, standing so close together "Mila, they are…important to me, so could you…"Damien started to say but cut him off by putting a finger to lips. She shook her "such a big heart, of course I'll protect them." She patted his cheek and turned to limo leaving before she got in she looked straight at Stiles "Bye, Stilinski." Stiles wanted to flicker her off but instead waved as she got in.
He and Damien watched as the limo drove away into the distance. "If Derek found out you sent Lydia along just to protect him from Mila…" Damien whispered. Stiles shook his head "I know, he would feel like I didn't trust him." He trust Derek completely, the one he didn't trust was Mila, and he didn't know her well enough to put his life into his hands, to watch his back.
Damien sighed and went to the house and Stiles quickly followed behind him. "Hey, there's something I want to talk to you about" He said. Damien turned around, looking open to whatever Stiles was going to proposition. "Yeah, what's up?"
"I want you to train me…to teach me how to fight" Stiles said and at that moment Damien's face shut down completely "No" he whispered and without a word he turned around and walked into the basement.
Stiles didn't know why Damien just shut down like that, it wasn't a bad request by any means and it wasn't like he asking him to kill someone. "What…why not?" He yelled while following him down stairs.
When Stiles he immediately froze, standing next to Damien was a tall, very pale man. He wore dark circular glasses and top hot, a black and red suit. He smiled creepily while all the while leaning on a cane.
"Umm…who is this?" He asked. Damien turned around a rectangular package in his hand "Umm… this is Mr. Rollins, a demon that Ishtar sent to help me apparently, he just appeared when I was about to leave." He stated.
Stiles immediately went into suspicion mode, he really didn't trust the goddess that was about to kill him. He sure as hell wasn't going to trust her lackey. "Uh... the ancestor that you meet in your sleep right?" he asked feigning ignorance.
Damien nodded "Yeah, he was just giving me some information I need." Stiles eyes narrowed his eyes, he knew Damien wasn't telling him something. "Ok so what's that package for?"
Damien slyly smiled "A certain acquaintance" he then turned back to Rollins focusing his attention on him "Is there anything else he said?"
The demon sighed "Just, that he was looking forward to meeting you again, master" the smile the demon majorly creeped Stiles out. Damien nodded accepting the information, it had given him "Ok, you may leave"
It smiled and set its sights on Stiles "nice meeting you, " and he tapped his cane making black smoke appear around him, covering every inch of his body. The smoke soon dissipated leaving nothing behind. Stiles was impressed by the magic trick but he still wanted answers from Damien "So, are you going to explain?"
Damien sighed "yes, I will, when I was about to leave he just showed up and I already knew who he was…" Stiles stopped him, wondering what he meant by already knew him "What do you mean by that?"
Damien looked hesitant to answer for a moment "Well, you remember how I told you that when my mother was training me, she left me in very sticky situations right?"
Stiles nodded, feeling anger creep into every pore on his body. He remembered that she left him to die when training got bad, he really wanted to strangle her when Damien told him that.'
"Well, the only reason I survived was because of him, and he explained that Ishtar had sent him to protect me when I did get badly hit" Damien explained.
Stiles shook his head, not liking the good points that Ishtar was getting "So, what is he, some kind of servant demon?"
Damien winced, not liking the way he put it "Well you can call it that and during my absence, I visited Ms. Morrell and you would be pleased to know that she is on our side now."
Stiles was confused on how that happened last time he heard about here she was trying to stop Damien from saving his life and still working for his mother. "Umm, how did you do that?" he asked.
Damien scratched his head "well, it's one of my abilities actually, you know that feeling of distrust you felt for me back at the hospital?"
Stiles nodded, shuddering from remembering how he could control how he felt, how overwhelming it was to hate Damien. He never wanted to feel that way again.
"Well, it's that opposite of that really and this time it was much more focused, thanks to Rollins I learned how to use it" he answered
"Wait, the demon butler guy taught you how to use it, how?" Stiles asked not understanding it. Damien sighed, while going around the room and putting weapons and things into a bag, getting ready to go somewhere.
"He has an ability close to mine, he can manipulate the emotions of whoever he chooses, it's how he was able to stop Morrell from stopping me from trying to safe you, I didn't know until he was teaching me how to use my ability though. I was really surprised when I found out" Damien replied.
Stiles was kind of thankful for the creepy butler but that didn't mean he trusted him, it just meant he was a little thankful that he was there. "Huh, so where are you going and what's in the box?"
Damien chuckled and pulled the bag over his shoulder and taking Stiles out of the basement, until they were outside. Damien turned to him with a smile on his face "I'm taking you to Scott's house and what's in the box isn't important"
Stiles froze while Damien walked away to his truck, realizing what he was saying. He was going to leave him and go on some super dangerous mission. "Wait, what do you mean drop me off?" Stiles demanded.
Damien was already in the truck, starting it. Stiles quickly got in turning his furious gaze on him "What are you doing and Why can't I go on this dangerous mission?"
Damien sighed as if tired of the questions "Stiles, you're not trained and I won't have you anywhere near the people I'm going to meet"
Stiles threw his hands up into the air, frustrated "well then teach me" he yelled. Damien shook his head, rejecting Stiles demand "No, I can't, I won't" he whispered.
"Why?"
In that instant Damien looked tired, weary of everything and Stiles wanted to make him happy, to never she that gloomy haunted face. "Because, my mother trained me in the worst way possible and that's with battle experience. I was thrown into the fray and then learned how to fight after, along the way and when I messed up and got hurt, badly hurt she would leave me to teach me a lesson."
Stiles clenched his hands in anger, he really wanted to give that woman a thousand lessons she would never forget.
Damien laughed softly and it was a sad one. "There was one time, when I was injured badly by a rogue fae and she left me. I was just so tired of it then, so tired and alone, I didn't want to fight anymore, I just want to sleep and hope I never woke up again."
Stiles sat still, processing what he was hearing. Damien was telling him that he wanted to die, that he was going to let himself die because of her. He could feel the tears coming to his eyes.
"But then Rollins showed up like he always did and he healed me, I went on my next mission after that hoping it would be my last and that's when I met Mila, she was a girl of different kind and when I was with her I wasn't alone" Damien explained, all the while keeping his hands steady on the wheel as he drove.
Stiles grabbed Damien's hand clenching it tightly. "You're not alone now, you got me, Derek, the pack, hell my dad even. So…" Stiles closed his eyes trying to keep his emotions in, trying to stop himself from thinking about how close he had been to never seeing Damien again. "So just remember that, whenever you feel that way"
Damien smiled at him, eyes twinkling "thank you I know, but that's the reason I can't train you because the way I was trained is that only way I know how and I will never put you through what I went through" He clenched Stiles hand tight and then let go, focusing on the drive.
Stiles couldn't really argue with not at that moment, not after he had told him that. So he just stayed quiet the rest of the drive, letting comfortable silence fill the car.
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They soon reached Scotts house and Stiles recognized that Allison was there. They both got out and Damien went to knock on the door but Stiles stopped him "hey, I got a key." He opened the door slowly, hoping not to find Scott and Allison making out, because if he did he would kick Scott's ass for betraying Isaac.
He was surprised to find them in the living room, watching Tv. "Hey, guys" Stiles announced. Scott turned around, mouth gaping and surprise showing on his face. "What are you guys, doing here?" he asked. Allison turned around too but didn't seem to be surprised. She waved at Damien, who nodded at the door signaling that he wanted to speak with her.
"Umm, well I guess your babysitting me" Stiles answered. Allison got up and she and Damien went outside. Scott looked even more confused than before "My shift wasn't until tomorrow" he whined. Stiles wondered what the hell he meant by that. "Umm, shift, what aren't you telling me?"
Scott looking away, trying to feign ignorance way too late, "Well, Derek told the pack to look after you while he was gone."
Stiles already knew that, it was the whole reason the pack didn't go with him. He wanted them to be here just in case she decided to show up again. "I already knew that, I just didn't know that shift was assigned, wait how is supposed to be on watching me today then?"
"Um, Derek said you would be with Damien for the day, so I didn't know this was happening" Scott answered.
"Huh, so what were you and Allison talking about?" When he asked the question, Scott blushed, a little and he really hoped he wasn't right about before because that we really suck.
"You didn't-"Stiles implied and Scott looked scandalized when he did "no, dude, we were just talking about me and Isaac I can't even believe…"
Stiles shrugged, not ashamed in at least "Well, you do have history you know". Scott rolled his eyes, annoyed with the implication. So Damien and Allison came back into the house, Stiles really wanted to know what was going on the why did he have to speak with Allison.
"We have to go but we'll see you tomorrow at school" Allison announced. Scott looked confused for a little bit but then nodded accepting her statement. "Okay, I see you guys tomorrow then, I guess"
Damien smiled and pushed Allison towards "Alright bye, Stiles tell your Dad I said hi" the door was quickly opened and then they were gone. Stiles waited until he heard the cars pull off until he picked up Scott's phone.
"Dude, what are you doing?" Scott asked.
"I'm tracking my phone I left it in Damien's car, you're mom's car is here right?" Stiles replied.
Scott looked even more confused by his explanation "Yeah, why?" Stiles smiled looking at the glowing blue dot that indicated his phone "Because we're going to follow them"
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Damien didn't like leaving Stiles like that but this meeting wasn't one that he could put off. He was glad the Rollins came through with the meeting in was just in time, since his mother activities he been on a rise. He pulled up into the dark alley, sensing the people currently waiting for him.
He pulled out his phone dialing Allison's number she soon picked up "Hey, are you all set?" he heard he grunt and he could tell that she was setting up "Yeah, I got them in my sights, I'm ready when you're ready". He was lucky the she accepted to be his cover if anything when down, then she would waiting with the sniper rifle.
"Okay, thanks" He hung up and pulled a bag out of the back seat. He pulled out the package along with some daggers and small pistol, these people we're dangerous he didn't want to come in unprepared.
He got out and approaching the large man slowly. The man was wearing a rather fitting business suit, small bald spot showing in his grey head. Damien could sense the two guards standing behind him and he could tell that we're armed.
"Williams, thank you for meeting me" Damien said. The small man smiled and it set Damien on edge immediately "Well, your associate Rollins made it abundantly clear this meeting is supposed to happen, you have what we agree upon of course?"
Damien nodded, holding up the brown package "Yes, I do they are well preserve and just waiting for you to fence, do you have what we agreed upon?"
The man nodded and snapped his fingers, one of the guards walking up, silver brief case in his hands, the man opened it and it showed an old stone pendant, now bigger than his finger. It was surprising that such a small thing had the power that it did, if it really did work then he wouldn't have to worry about his mother's sword too much. He could sense it power, he could tell that it was real.
Damien nodded and stepped closer, he pause when he sense who he knew to be Stiles and Scott, they had followed him he didn't know why or how but he knew that he had to finish this deal quickly before the do something stupid.
He handed the package to the guard in exchange for the brief case. They stepped away from each other each examining their prize. Damien smiled "Thank you for your business, I hope you enjoy the golden scarabs, I know they will fetch a high price on the black market."
He turned away, want to quickly get away without the two of them getting noticed. "Well, it does conclude our business but there is someone else that I have a deal with." Damien froze he could sense a small group closing in on them, he looked towards Allison's location and she signaled that she had him cover. He shook his head nodded towards the corner, where Stiles and Scott were hiding.
He turned around meeting the eyes of the small man that had betrayed him "I was hoping that you were just going to let me go without any problems"
"Oh I don't have a problem with you, he does however" Damien turned to the direction the man had pointed and it was shocked. It was someone that he thought he would never see again.
The man was tall, dull blonde hair cropped on his head. He had a pressing presence that Damien still remembered to this day. His face was hard and the eye patch covering his left eye only made him seem ever harder. He was dressed in all black military clothes and Damien could tell that he was here to kill him.
"Damien, you are a hard man to find" he said, voice grating Damien's ears.
"Well that is the point after all, John" Damien replied. He pulled the dagger out, ready to use to defend himself. The man smiled and out of the shadows came several men, dressed in the small military clothing, gas mask covering their faces, one of them had Stiles and Scott at gun point.
John approach them touching Stiles face and Damien tensed. "These are yours I presume?" he asked and Damien nodded.
John laughed "Well, I didn't think this day could get any better, now I get to make you suffer like you did to me that fateful day" He punched both of them in the gut and they fell to the ground.
Damien signaled for Allison to go now, soon a single shot echoed through the warehouse, hitting the man at gunpoint. Damien quickly reacted throwing down a smoke bomb, he had concealed, smoke quickly filled the air and shot ringed out, bullets flying in different places.
He threw the knife at the solider nearest to him, he could tell it made it's mark, the man groaning in pain. He quickly went for the next solider grapping his gun and kneeing him in the stomach, he crouched ducking the blow the solider sent towards him and then pulled out another dagger stabbing him in the chest. He could sense the other solider fall, Allison hitting them one by one with a marksmanship he had rarely seen before.
He came upon Stiles lying on the ground, coughing. He pulled him by the arm taking him out of the smoke, he could sense Scott a little far off. "Are you okay?" Damien asked
Stiles nodded "yeah you got to get to Scott though, that dude grabbed him"
Damien nodded and turned around, sensing that Scott was taken outside, he turned and saw Scott trying to claw his way through the soldiers but John quickly came upon him, stabbing him in the neck with a syringe.
Damien threw his daggers at the nearest the soldiers, hitting them in the neck. He looked at Scott, he was passed out and John had grabbed him, throwing him into a black Suv. Damien ran as fast as he could but he knew he wasn't going to reach it. John turned smiling at the small victory the he knew he had acquired.
The Suv drove away into the distance taking Scott with it.
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I know right, next chapter will be Derek and his mission mainly and we get to see what Stiles reaction to the packs reaction to Scotts abduction.
And Rollins appears eariler in the chapters, he's the man with the chiling smile.
Thanks to everyone for reading.