Waking up he had the worst headache. He looked around seeing nothing but trees. These trees were not the ones of unfamiliar territories where unfamiliar wolves lurked. These were his trees. In his forest. He sat up, feeling his back pressed against his mother's grave. "Guardian angel." He murmured.
"I told you, my name is Derek." The familiar voice said as a man stepped out of the darkness. Stiles launched himself forward, grabbing Derek around the waist and holding him in a tight hug.
"You have to help!" He said urgently.
"I already did. The wolves are gone." Derek said calmly.
"No the villagers have a wolf. I think she's like you." Stiles said trying to pull him to the village. Derek made no movements.
"Yes, they had my sister. They killed her." Derek said.
"Why didn't you do anything?" Stiles asked angrily.
"We had a deal." Derek said. "Your village would leave us be if we left you be. But then your hunters killed my entire family. It is time for payback."
"But you saved me. Isn't that the opposite of payback?" Stiles asked. Derek looked at the ground. How could he tell Stiles that he could never hurt him? How could he tell him that all this time, he'd been here protecting him? He didn't care what the others did, on either side of this bloody battle as long as Stiles was safe. As long as he was not part of it.
"What happened to your hand?" Derek asked lifting the bandaged appendage to his nose and sniffing it. His eyes flashed blue and he let out a low snarl. "My sister did this to you?" He asked.
"She was scared." Stiles said. Derek didn't care how scared she was. She knew, not Stiles. She knew his name, his scent, she knew who he was and still she had defied Derek's instructions. Not Stiles. Anyone but Stiles. "Maybe if she turned into a person like you do then they would have let her speak." Stiles said thoughtfully.
"She didn't?" Derek asked. Stiles shook his head. "Were there any purple flowers around?" Derek asked.
Stiles looked thoughtful for a moment before nodding. "Dead ones."
"Someone knows something." Derek growled before turning into a wolf and running off.
"Thats vague." Stiles said dryly. He looked at his mother's grave with a smile. "Well mom, what do you think?"