Warning: gore, language

Notes: ambiguous ending

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Chapter 2: ...I pray my father forgive me of my sins.

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Before you were saved, you got little flashes of what had been happening.

Your father wide-eyed as you stalked closer and closer.

Blood on the wall, floor, ceiling.

Scott's screaming and Allison's crying.

Erica's staring lifelessly at a far wall.

Derek's roar.

Derek's claws tearing through your torso.

The demon laughing, laughing, laughing.

Then there's chanting and this time, it's the demon who's screaming as he's torn from your body.

And the first thing you're aware of is how much everything fucking hurts.

The second is Derek's voice as he's picking you up and running and fuck, you feel every single battle wound. Derek's telling you how sorry he is, how he didn't know the demon was the thing holding your body together. He's telling you to hang on, that you're so close to the hospital, that you just need to hang on for a little while longer.

And you try to tell him that you'll do your best, but there's blood in your mouth and you're drowning.

Then there are bright lights and people are shouting and you hear Scott's mom demanding what-the-hell-oh-my-God-Stiles-no and Derek's quick lies are flying out of his mouth. Something about a bear.

And Melissa McCall's voice is blending with Derek's and the echoes of the demon's chuckling and Allison's crying.

Then you're losing consciousness, feeling the demon's hands and Derek's claws and your own blood-slicked fingers.

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End