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Coughing I limped to my house, opting not to retrieve my car for a few days, every step was torcher as pain shot up both my legs. It had taken a few days, but I had managed to convince the hunters that I didn't mean anything to Derek, that I didn't even know who he was, and that I was a high schooler that had entered the house on a dare. After they beat the living hell out of me, thinking I was lying to them, I was just grateful I had stuck to my story long enough for them to believe me and let me go, almost a mile outside of town. Limping into the house I started to feel light headed as I opened the door and collapsed in the doorway.
"Destiny?"
I flinched as Stiles rushed over and helped me sit up.
"Oh my God, what happened? You were gone for four days! Did Derek do this?"
I shook my head, turning my head I coughed up some blood.
"I'm calling Derek."
I nodded, feeling on the verge of passing out again as Stiles pulled out his phone, swaying in my spot I fell over, gasping for air as my eyes started to flutter.
"S-Stiles?"
He looked at me, cursed, and hang up his phone.
"Screw Derek, come on, I'm taking you to the hospital."
I nodded, letting my brother pull my right arm over his shoulders before pulling me to my feet, leaning against him as we made our way to his Jeep. Climbing into the back seat I gasped in pain. Stiles cursed and climbed into the drivers seat and took off.

(Stiles' P.O.V.)

I sighed as I waited for my dad, Scott, or Derek to arrive. Destiny had been in surgery for almost two hours now and I was getting scared for her. I will never forget her face when she collapsed in the doorway; her face was bruised, cuts covered her forehead and cheeks, her left eye was swollen shut, large cuts on her neck, dried blood covered every inch of her skin, her clothes had been completely blood soaked. My feet bounced as my anxiety grew, flash backs to my mom being in the hospital hit me, shaking my head I sighed when Scott came running over concern clear in his eyes.
"How is she?"
"In surgery, still."
He sighed and took a seat next to me.
"What happened?"
"She didn't say."
He nodded, going silent as I felt anger begin to set in as Scott asked another question.
"Who was she with before she disappeared?"
"Derek."
"Did he do it?"
I shook my head.
"She said he didn't before she passed out. I'm going kill him, he should have protected her."
Scott sighed, about to say something when the doctor appeared, standing up I watched his expression as he looked at the clip board in his hands.
"Mr. Stilinksi?"
"How is she?"
He sighed, motioning to the chairs Scott and I had been sitting in. Sitting down Scott and I watched the doctor closely.
"Your sister went through severe trauma, she had twenty-seven stab wounds, all of which have been stitched up, she had three broken ribs, her left ankle is severally sprained, she won't be able to walk for a few days, we were able to get the swelling around her left eye to die down, and her left wrist was broken, it's now in a cast. What happened to her?"
I shook my head.
"I don't know, she came home after being missing for four days, and that's how she was."
The doctor nodded, mumbling he was going to call our father as he walked away, after telling us which room Destiny was in and that we could see her. Turning I told Scott to text Derek her room number before we walked down to her room, taking a calming breath, trying to prepare myself for what I was going to see before walking into her room. I heard Scott curse as we looked at my sister, her eyes were closed, the left one was quickly turning a deep purple color, thick gauze covered her forehead and neck, a blue cast was on her left arm, her other arm was covered in gauze as well. Walking over I pulled two chairs over to the hospital bed, sitting in the chair closest to Destiny I waited for my sister to wake up. A few minutes later she twitched and started blinking, blue eyes focusing before she smiled at me.
"Hey little brother."
"Hey sis, how're you feeling?"
She shrugged.
"The morphine's kicking in, not feeling a thing."
I smiled as she grinned at me before she focused on Scott.
"Heeey lil pup, how are you?"
Scott raised an eyebrow.
"Lil pup?"
"You're a puppy."
I laughed as she smiled at Scott.
"Why don't you get some sleep Destiny?"
"Ooookay."
She closed her eyes and fell asleep, shaking my head I turned when I heard the door open, spotting my dad as he walked over.
"How is she?"
"She was awake for a few minutes before the morphine kicked in."
"What happened?"
Scott and I shrugged as we looked back at my sister, my dad sighing as he took the seat on the other side of the bed, the three of us just waiting for her to wake up.

Dad left an hour ago with Scott, saying I could stay with Destiny today instead of going to school. Destiny had only woken up once last night, but she refused to explain what had happened to her. Reaching over I started stealing my sisters breakfast, only pausing when I heard the door open before turning a death glare at the man I blamed for my sisters injuries, Derek Hale.
"She doesn't want to see you."
"She's asleep."
I placed the trey back in its spot, about to retort when we heard a soft groan, looking over my shoulder I was relieved to see Destiny was waking up, her eyes slowly focusing.
"Stupid morphing is wearing off. Hi Derek."
I sighed, getting sick as she smiled at him.
"Stiles, why don't you do a vending machine run? I want to talk to Derek."
"But."
"Please?"
I groaned at the pleading look she gave me before walking out of the room, continuing to glaring at Derek as I went. Pausing by the door I decided to eavesdrop on their conversation.

(Destiny's P.O.V.)

"I don't blame you, to a point anyway."
He sighed, sitting in the chair previously occupied by Stiles, who was more than likely listening at the door, judging by the way the door was barely propped open.
"I'm sorry Destiny, I didn't think they would find you."
I smiled, gently placing my hand on his.
"It was my fault, I shouldn't have tried to text you."
He shook his head a pained expression crossing his features as he took in my injuries.
"I tried to find you, but, they covered your scent."
I nodded.
"Hunters, who was she?"
He sighed, looking down for a moment at our hands.
"Kate Argent."
"That was Kate? Bitch grew up well."
He looked at me as I smiled at him, a troubled look in his eyes.
"I tried to talk to Peter, he's not himself yet."
"But?"
He sighed again, his eyes downcast as he pulled out a piece of folded up paper.
"When I came outside, I found this on my car."
He handed me the piece of paper, unfolding it I saw a picture of a dead dear with a spiral on its side.
"What's the spiral mean?"
He shook his head.
"It's our mark for revenge."
"You're thinking it's Deaton? The veterinarian?"
I took his silence as my answer.
"Don't get my brother or Scott killed. That is all I ask."
He nodded and kissed my bandaged cheek before leaving me in silence for the night. I knew Stiles had heard us since he never came back to my room.

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