Chapter (6) He has not gone far when he happens upon the dogs who want to tear him to pieces, but the clever boy remembers his aunts words and threw them some bread which they eat happily before they let him pass.
"So she's your grandmother but not really your grandmother." Scott said trying to understand.
"Yes Scott." Stiles replied with a roll of his eyes. "She's always just been there for me and that's why I'm convinced it's not her."
"But it also can make you blind to her." Chris pointed out making Stiles stop look at the older male and start to laugh.
"I'm not stupid Argent. I know very well what she has done but after so many hundreds of years I do not believe she would ever be this careless or stupid in her kills. I've never know her to feed from Beacon Hills if she still feeds from humans at all." Stiles said calmly. "Young men and women who are heroes are more to her taste but last I knew she preferred older ones. I believe her comment was it's like fine wine, it's better with age. So I think if she decided to feed on someone, it would more likely be you. Something with bite."
The cold calm in Stiles voice made the others shift.
"You've seen her feed?" Chris asked
"No never but I know the legends that surround the Baba Yaga's. I know what you and the others are expecting but it's not going to be what you think." Stiles replied turning back around and walking again. He ignored how close Derek was to him and the looks he felt from the others on his back. The sound barking suddenly was heard. Making Stiles look up and smile.
"It's just the dogs." he said knowing the others had tensed up. He dug into his bag knowing what to expect pulling out some good fresh bread from the bakery.
"They don't smell like any normal dogs." Scott pointed out stepping closer to Allison as if to protect her.
"Well hell hounds are a bit different." Stiles replied just as two large dogs looking more like starved wild animals broke the tree line. Stiles barely had a chance to brace himself before they both crashed into him knocking him off his feet and licking his face. "Ack off both you, yes I'm happy to see you two. Hold on, YIKE! Fifi do not nuzzle there!" Stiles said finally pushing the dogs off. He placed a loaf of bread in front of each dog who started to devour them greedy.
"They look like they've been starved." Allison said softly.
"Actually they always look this way. Yack Fifi I said stop that." Stiles replied as one of the dogs nuzzled at his crotch and he pushed her away. She whined but started sniffing around him and moving over to the wolves and the humans by passing a few and going over to Isaac. She tilted her head and the others tensed thinking she was going to attack before she barked happily jumping up and licking Isaac on the face.
"She's not so bad." Issac said with a giggle.
"These are hell hounds?" Peter asked with a snort.
"Yeah I know, they act like overgrown puppies." Stiles chuckled patting the dog that had finished it's bread and leaned against him.
"What about that one? He seems much calmer." Scott pointed out also giggling when Fifi moved over to him and started licking at his hands.
"Max is more wary of new people then Fifi is." Stiles replied patting the dog on the head. "He'll warm up soon enough, now that we've tamed the so called hell hounds we best get a move on."
"How'd you know about the bread?" Lydia asked
"Read more Lydia. For a so called genius you really don't know much about the supernatural we deal with." Stiles replied simply ignoring the glare she gave much to everyone's surprise. "Okay you two you've got a job to do and you aren't doing it siting around here."
Fifi whined and moved over to nuzzle at Stiles hand. He patted her on the head. "Not going to work this time. You two will go without supper if she finds out you two stayed to long with me."
Both dogs made a whine and licked Stile's hands before moving to leave, Max however stopped near Derek looking up at the wolf with curious eyes before nipping at his fingers. Derek raised an eye brow but nodded in understanding. The hell hound looking a big smug yipped and Fifi returned it before they both took back off into the woods.
"Do I want to know?" Stiles asked moving to stand by Derek.
"You wouldn't understand." Derek replied simply, a lie and all the wolves heard it but Stiles just shrugged and went about moving forward for them again. If Derek stood a little closer no one said anything.
Back in town a young women with ashen hair sits at the table in the cafe across from the childrens park watching. She sips at her coffee and looks up when someone sits in the chair across from her.
"Hello Vasilisa." the young women said with a half smirk.
"Hello Mlodsza Siostra." Valsilisa replied sitting down and pushing a small container closer to the other. "I take it everything is going well?"
"Just perfect, a few more and I'll be done." Siostra replied opening the container and digging in. "Only you can cook this good Starsza Siostra."
"And only you could make such a mess. You're going to get us in trouble." Vasilisa sighed but smiled. "We may have problems."
"Oh don't worry it will be dealt with soon enough."
"Just don't get caught or we will be in worse trouble, I'm enjoying myself here." Valisilsa replied.
"Honestly Starsza Siostra don't worry so long as the spell is in place and you keep cooking we'll be fine."