“Family” - Void Stiles
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REQUEST: (void Stiles; (Y/N) is Stiles’s little sister) The scene when Melissa is talking to Stiles when he is on the couch but instead of Melissa, it’s (Y/N) and though he is paralyzed, he’s able to capture her in a trance like a state and she can’t move so the pack has to drag her away from void Stiles, kicking and screaming.
Stiles was pinned to the couch in Scott’s living room. Deaton and Melissa were by his side, making sure the young boy wasn’t going to escape or hurt anyone. Stiles was harmless but void Stiles wasn’t, and they all had to be careful, because the fox inside him was clever and stronger than ever.
“Am I the only one who thinks this is a terrible idea?” Scott said. “He is dangerous! I’m not letting (Y/N) go anywhere near him.”
“I agree with Scott. We shouldn’t let her see him.” Melissa declared.
“It’s (Y/N).” Lydia said, holding her phone before Scott’s eyes. “She is calling again.”
“Tell her I’d love to see her. She is my little sister after all. I would never hurt my little sister.” Void Stiles said, smirking.
“She is not your sister. You are not Stiles.” Scott spat.
Deaton put tape on void Stiles’s mouth before he could say anything else. He screamed angrily, but the tape muffled the sound of his voice.
“Tell (Y/N) she can come.” Deaton informed Lydia.
Everyone looked surprised, maybe even void Stiles. Lydia left the room to take (Y/N)’s call. Scott tried to talk Deaton out of it.
“Have you lost your mind?” Scott said.
“Think about it, Scott. (Y/N) is related to Stiles. She is his family. Maybe this is our solution to bring Stiles back. Nothing is stronger than family.” Deaton explained, but Scott didn’t look convinced.
“We don’t know what he can do to her. This is too risky!”
“He can’t do anything. He can’t move or speak. And if the situation gets out of hand, we will be there to protect her.” Deaton sounded calm and confident. Scott looked up to him since he was thrown into the supernatural world and became a werewolf. Scott trusted Deaton, he had to.
“(Y/N) is on her way.” Lyda said when she came back into the room. Scott looked at Deaton.
“OK, but (Y/N) is my family too, and if something happens to her-” Scott couldn’t finish his sentence. He couldn’t think about the worst case scenario right now.
“Everything is going to be fine.” Deaton reassured Scott.
When (Y/N) opened the door of Scott’s house, Scott was waiting for her in the kitchen. He hugged her and put his hands on each of her shoulders.
“Listen, before you go in there…” Scott paused, he was looking for the right words. “He looks like your brother, but he is not.”
“I know.” (Y/N) said.
“I mean it (Y/N), the boy you’re about to see is not Stiles. Just keep that in mind, OK?” Scott looked very concerned.
(Y/N) nodded, took a deep breath and walked into the living room with Scott by her side.
(Y/N) hadn’t seen her brother for three days. Since Scott figured out that his best friend was the nogitsune, he had kept (Y/N) from seeing Stiles. So when (Y/N) saw Stiles -or void Stiles- sat there on the couch, she had the sudden urge to throw herself in his arms, but she didn’t. Instead, she didn’t move and stared at her brother. He looked pale and had enormous dark circles. His eyes were different too, they were darker and a bit red. Stiles looked like he didn’t sleep for weeks.
(Y/N) was staring at him, but Stiles -or what was left of him, wasn’t looking at her.
“You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.” Scott told her but (Y/N) started to walk towards void Stiles. She bit the inside of her cheek in order not to let tears escape from her tired eyes.
(Y/N) sat on the couch next to void Stiles. She had a lump in her throat but she tried to ignore it. She took a deep breath again. Her hands were moist.
“Stiles?” She said but her brother was still not looking at her. “I know you’re in there. Somewhere.” She added.
(Y/N) was only a year younger than Stiles and it must have been the reason why the two of them have always been so close. They weren’t just siblings, they were best friends. And nothing was more painful than to lose your brother and your best friend all at once.
“Stiles, if you can hear me, don’t give up. We are going to save you, OK? We will figure it out.” (Y/N) said, trying to get her brother to look at her, but it was unsuccessful. (Y/N) looked at Deaton.
“Keep talking to him.” Deaton told her.
“What am I supposed to say?” (Y/N) asked.
“Just speak with your heart.” Deaton replied.
(Y/N) focused her attention back on void Stiles. She tried to think of something to say but she has never been good with words. She gave it a try anyway.
“We’re not giving up on you, Stiles. I can’t imagine how scared you must be, but you’re not alone. We’re all in this together.” (Y/N) paused. Her voice was trembling. “I need you. I can’t do this without you. Do you hear me? I can not do any of this without my brother. I need you here with me. We all do.” (Y/N) couldn’t held back her tears anymore. And Stiles was still not looking at her.
“Stiles?” (Y/N) sounded desperate. “Stiles!” She said a little louder.
“This isn’t working. Let’s get her out of here.” Scott said.
“Stiles!” (Y/N) repeated. “Hey!” This time she shouted.
Suddenly, Stiles looked at her and she felt her blood freeze in her veins. She felt Something she couldn’t describe, as if she just lost control of her body and mind. Her eyes couldn’t leave Stiles’s.
“(Y/N)?” Scott walked slowly towards her.
Neither (Y/N) nor Stiles was moving. Scott could tell that void Stiles was maliciously smirking -even if he had tape on his mouth, and (Y/N)’s eyes were filled with fear.
“What’s happening?” Melissa asked. She looked at Deaton but he didn’t seem to have an answer to her question.
Then Scott noticed that (Y/N)’s nose was bleeding. He crouched down next to her and tried to get her attention, but she seemed to be mesmerized by void Stiles.
“Deaton, what’s happening to her?” Scott asked, angry and concerned.
“I don’t know.” Deaton replied. He was confused.
“OK, this is it. I’m taking her away from him.” Scott declared.
But when he lifted her up from the couch, (Y/N) started screaming and kicking everything around her. Everybody in the room looked surprised and extremely confused by the situation, including Scott, but he didn’t let go of (Y/N).
“Deaton! I need some help!” Scott shouted, trying to control (Y/N)’s odd behaviour.
Deaton helped Scott dragging (Y/N) away from void Stiles while she wouldn’t stop screaming and kicking.
“(Y/N)! Calm down! You’re okay!” Scott said. Then, he looked at what used to be his best friend and shouted: “What the hell did you do to her?”
All he got in reponse was an evil laugh from void Stiles. Even if the sound was muffled by the tape, his laugh sounded very loud in (Y/N)’s head. She closed her eyes and heard him whispered in her head : “Your brother is dead.”
Family. Family is stronger than anything, but it also can be your greatest weakness.