"Stiles, how could you?" Asked a familiar voice, I turned around to see I was no longer in my new bedroom or in Paris but back in Beacon Hills in the old willow's Creek Japanese internment camp from World War 2.
"No, I can't be here," I said to myself in pure terror, I ran my fingers through my messy bed hair.
Suddenly everything went to pure darkness.
"I thought, you were my brother but then I won't be dead right now." said the familiar feminine voice.
"Stiles come to play." said a daunting voice that had haunted me since the day it came.
"Come on stiles just one game, it's your favourite." said the haunting male voice.
I was standing in pure, thinking I am losing my fricken mind.
"Oh you lose your mind long before we joined the game Stiles." said the male voice
A man covered in bandages wearing a World War 2 uniform for an American soldier appeared.
"No, you're gone." I said now going into a mini panic attack
"Stiles I have always been with you, here." He said pointing my head.
"You're gone, You're gone, Void you are gone." I replied to myself
"Saying something does always make it true." said the feminine voice, I turned around to see Allison standing there with her bow and arrow.
She was covered in blood, her blood.
"Look what you did to me stiles, you killed me."
"No, I didn't it was void," I said quietly
"If it was Void why am I haunting you," she asked in a sweet sickening way
"You killed me Stiles and now, it's my turn to end you," she said as three Oni came out of nowhere all their katanas into my chest at the same time.
As I let out a loud and painful scream before my eyes opened and I woke up to see Adrian's green eyes looking at me full of concern.
I sighed in relief, "Just a dream."
"Are you okay, Stiles?"
"Yeah, Adian just a bad dream, that's all, sorry for waking you." I said
"How many times have you had dreams like that?"
"Since my dad was kidnapped and my best friend died," I said still trying to calm down from the dream
"What was your friend's name?"
"Allison, Allison Argent, she was Chris daughter, she was very talented with a bow." I answer
"Our birthday was the same day but she was a year older than me."
"She dated my best friend Scott but they broke up then she dated Isaac another one of my friends before she died." I said
"How did she died?" asked Adrian causing me to stiffen before I answered his question.
"Mugging gone bad."
Suddenly Adrian did what no one had ever done since Allison, he hugged me and I let my head bury itself into his perfect chest.
"Good night, Stiles,"
"Good night Adrian," I said as we fell back asleep in each others embrace
When Adrian and Stiles are asleep. Alya and Nino crept into the room and took photos before sneaking out and fangirled.
"We so ship, Adriles!"
Mariette joins their conversation. "Honestly I believe Stilchat is better."
"What ship name is that Mari?" Asked Alya
"Chat noir and Stiles of course," said Mariette high fiving Nat
"Fine let's bet, whoever's ship comes true gets to go on a double date with them 1 st." said Alya
They all nod their heads in agreement before they all went to bed.
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Welcome to Paris Stiles
FanfictionHi guys, this book has nothing to do with '1942 all over again' or 'When the past comes back'. I was watch a show called Miraculous Ladybug and Cat noir and I thought what would happen if you got this kiddy anime and put someone from a more violent...
