Stiles walked through the sliding doors of the hospital making his way to the front desk. All that could be seen of the little boy was the neck of his ucalaly that he had strapped to his back. He donned a white shirt with blue outlines shorts sandals and a over sized red hoodie that hug down to the ground and swallowed his arms, the sleeves would have been dragged on the dirty ground is stiles stilinski wasn't as smart as he is carrying his over sized sleeves in his pockets.
The young boy strolled up to a large desk. To a child stiles age it looked as big as a mountain. Though stiles was very small this fact did not deter him instead spired him on. The young boy stood up on his tiptoes to peer over the counter his chin just barely poking over the edge of it. The child's round golden eyes caught sight of a silver door bell. Not hesitating he smacked the bell with a red sleeved covered hand. It didn't take long before a woman with black curly hair in a nurse outfit wheeled her way over in her black office chair.
It only took one look down at the boy for the women to smile kindly and hand the boy a key with a door number on it.
" i believe you know the way by now stiles. She's been sleeping all day so you don't have to worry about waking her up. I'll have a nurse come and fetch you when your father arrives."
"- now if this kind women by the name of melissa McCaw had known what would transpire from her letting the young boy in to see his sick mother then maybe just maybe she could have re written the tragic fate that had been written out for stiles-"
" thank you ." stiles gave her a warm smiled before taking the keys and scurrying down the halls knowing full well that he shouldn't run, yet he couldn't help himself he was excited. He took the elevator up to the second floor before walking down a maze of hallways until he reached the one that said room 233 claudia stilinski. Stiles pushed the key into its slought and turned it till he hired the pop signaling that the door had been unlocked. Stiles pushed the door open being careful to silently close the door behind himself. The room was dark with only a shadow lamp on.
Stiles pad no mind to the beeping monitor of the steady push of oxygen tank. Grabbing a chair he pushed it up next to where a woman lay in the bed her long brown hair strewn about her shoulder her eyes were closed and her face looked at piece. Climbing up onto the chair stiles carefully climbed onto the bed and began to unfasten the restraints that held his mother wrist legs and neck down before climbing back onto the chair. He carefully pulled out neatly folded paper from his pockets. unfolding it stiles sat down in the chair and crossed his legs using on of his knees to prop the paper up.
He unfastened the the ucalay and took it into its proper play hold glancing down at the music then back at his mother. smiling .
" uhhm hey mom sorry i'm so late. Scotty was just telling some really cool stories about these frogs he found in a creak at his aunts and u lost track of time. Uhmm anyway i uhmm finished writing a new song and i thought you would like to hear it." stiles swallowed a bit before plucking a the strings cautiously wincing when one was out of tune quickly tuning it he the strummed the strings again this time satisfied with sound.
Taking a deep breath and closing his doe eyes stiles didn't hesitate when the first note left his mouth.
"-if your evil and you're on the rise you can count on the four of us taking." he casted a half lidded look at his mother seem an almost smile spread across his mother's pale face.
" you down cause were good and evil never beats us we'll win the fight then go out for pizzas." stiles blushes slightly know that the lyrics probably sounded stupid went on. His face becoming serious.
" we are the crystal gems we'll always save the day and if you think we can we'll always find a way that's why the people out this town believe in mom, dad," he song having quieted down to an almost whisper stiles placed a hand on his mother's stomach a sad look masked his face. and meg," his voice was barely above his whisper voice cracking at the edge of tears "and stiles." stiles gave a grave sigh wiping a tear in the corner of his eye away sniffling kissed his mother temple before climbing down off of the chair and headed towards the door.
"D-dont worry mom. I'll come back tomorrow and the song will sound better i promise." just before stiles small hands could reach the door handle and pull it open he was being thrown across the room his small body rolling across the tile flooring. His eyes looked up terrified and wide at the sight of his mother standing above him with a plastic knife in her hand . her ive had com out and her breathing mask was no longer placed over her pale lips.
Stiles cowered backwards when his mother headed towards him his body trembled and quivered in fear his arms covered his face hoping to protect himself.
" m-mom please dont im sorry i didn't mean to make you upset!" we squealed out he flinched a bit when he heard a thud right in front of him. Uncovering his face stiles glanced up at his mother. She had tears streaking down her cheeks eyes wide and pain filled she shoved the plastic knife at stiles as if she was giving it to him. Stiles looked up at her confused his lips turned down in a frown. Claudia snarled and grabbed the boy's arm and shoved the blunt handle end of the knife into her sons hand and yanked it towards her throat.
" p-please stiles. End it make it end baby" tears didn't hesitate to roll themselves down his cheeks closing his eyes he shook his head and tried to pull his hand away. Clawdia bared her fangs eye glowing omega blue. Neither of them heard the click of the door opening and a nurse walking in as stiles watch as his mother pulled his arm and punctured her own throat. Stiles could move couldn't breath his eyes wide mouth open in a silent scream and were hypnotised by the blood streaming out of his mother throat and her happy eyes. The words that came out of her would haunt him for the rest of his life.
" thank you stiles such a good boy" claudia's eyes rolled into her head as her body fell to the ground laying in a puddle of her own blood stiles eyes still focused on where she had kneeled in front of him his brain didn't even register when hands were grabbing him and holding him down to the hospital floor and hand something being tyed around his wrist and before he knew it he was being dragged away from the room.
"Now you must be wondering why would the doctors tiy a young boy up and drag him away after having seen his mother kill herself. Well here is your answer for you see. When the nurse had entered the room she hadn't seen an omega who was sick and stabbing herself. No this nurse would report it as a her omega son having committed murder and having dragged his defenses mother out of her hospital bed and stabbing her in the throat.
After this incidence stiles would be locked up in rehab at the age of 5 for murdering his mother. He would be let go the day of his mother's funeral and subjected to medication after words to until stiles was 7 and his father was able to prove his son's innocence. However when your son is the son of the sheriff it makes people wonder was it really a misunderstanding of had the child really slit his mother's throat in cold blood and was let go because his father was the sheriff."