Changing Patterns

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    Stiles licks his lips. "They can hunt animals while here." The human places a hand to Kail's shoulder. "Like him, like Allison will."

    At that Scott looks worried for a moment, glancing at the woman. "I don't want to kill, and I won't have too. And I don't think it would be hard to set up a- a blood drive thing among pack." She smiles.

    "A what?" Scott continues.

    "We donate our blood, so you can eat." Stiles offers to the vampires.

    "Oh but, Ceria chuckles. "No, that takes all the fun out of the hunt." Her teeth flash as she snarls.

    "Stop."

    "What?" Everyone's eyes drift to Samuel on the floor. He turns his head and begins standing.

    "Stop. He's an elder, and powerful," Samual gestures to Kail, who stands. "We don't have to kill to live if they offer blood, and an Elder survives on animal. We can stay here, be partners."

    King stays silent watching Samuel. The man with pink tinted blood steaks down his cheeks. He lowers his red eyes to a glare, watching the pack and vampires. Stiles slightly jumps at Derek's hand catching his shoulder, stiff with worry and anxiety. Stiles less so for once. The boy leans into Derek's touch, letting the alpha drag his hand down to wrap around his back and settle on his hip. Derek sighs and smiles lightly at stiles watching the tension release from his body.

    "You are weak." King finally speaks, eyes all being drawn to him. "You always have been, and your sister made you more so."

    Stiles saw this path, he saw what was happening. King is going to kill him, Samuel, then stiles, then Allison for rejecting him. He'll hurt Kail, badly, but keep him alive like he had before, make him suffer as a vampire. That's why Kail is helping the pack, helping stiles. They boy can do something, with practice, he can help Kail be human again, and the man can either die, or live out his days.

    "Don't." Stiles steps forward, out of Derek's grip, past Allison. "If anyone needs to die, you kill me, but you don't hurt my pack, this is my family." Stiles spares a look to kail. He nods understanding clearly. "Make the deal." The human presents his hand. "You really should Make. The deal."

    King blinks. He hissed bringing his shoulders back and growls. "No. Kill them."

    It was almost like slow motion to stiles, he watched the three begin to charge. Samuel and Kail steadying ready to fight for the pack, surprisingly, Derek's roar, Scott charging forward with Allison following lead, Isaac and Jackson move from the left and right. The twins, Cora, Kira, Liam, they all started after the vampires as everyone attacked.

    Stiles twisted his hand from being out to shake, he pointed his palm out to the vampires, and there was the knife, quickly slicing up his arm and wrist, blood fell, so quickly in front of him.

    "As your offering." He began to whisper. "Nematon, protect my family, chroń swoją rodzinę jak własną."

    Leaves sprouted, vines caught hold of king, a gold shimmer pushing back the pack as more leaves grew out of the ground and wrapped up Cannon. He tumbled to the ground and reached out as the vines continued to wrap him up, his skin could be seen turning to oak wood. Ceria fell besides him gripping at the leaves, her skin turning to cherry Oak wood. King was last as Derek caught a dizzy and falling stiles, he gripped his wrist to stop the blood flowing from him. King didn't turn to a wood statue, he turned to a tree, as it grew, the charred looking wood, splitting and revealing blood, the leaves an autumn orange with red speckles. The trunk grew huge and wide, it's roots bounced from the dirt and dug back in, rippling the floor with an echoing yell of anger and possibly agony.

    As long as the tree lived, so would the vampires. Stiles blinked and swallowed, smacking his lips as he felt the warmth drain from his face, tingling with a new numbness. He could hear a yell and a roar, he could hear the rush of feet, the echoing voices of the people he loved, and new ones. He closed his eyes tired, eyes opening again at a cold touch, he whined and turned into who he new was Derek. The alpha warm and large, his nose and forehead buried in the man's waist.

   Derek pulled him back, away, but the voices hurt his ears and he whined pulling in again. And this time the alpha let him, he held stiles close.

    "I love you." Was spoke directly into his ear, a whisper to not hurt the human. "I love you stiles, so don't leave me. Stay awake baby, you have to stay awake." Stiles nodded into and alpha, who took his hand and grinned through tears as stiles opened his eyes.

    He was lifted in that moment, with loud noises, and lights, and the epiphany of chaos creating everything that happened next into a blur of mush-brain-thoughts. Stiles smiled as he felt them work, he smiled as he knew he won, he smiled as he found use in himself, stiles smiled and was happy. "Finally." He whispered with a grin splitting his lips.

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