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"You have a pack now."
Those words echoed through Stiles' mind as he stared back into the Bolverk's blue eyes as tears escaped his own brown eyes in a sort of disbelieving sort of relief. "I do?" With a soft smile Peter leaned forward kissing the forehead of his pack's newest member, whispering a quiet"Yes, yes you do. So there's no need to fear little warrior."
Sagging into the older wolf's arms Stiles started to sob as the weight of always being alone with nothing but the black pit of chaotic rage was lifted from his shoulders. He was far from free, but at least this was a step towatds some sort of peace. Some sort of life that didn't revolve around blood and rage and fear. Fear of what others could do to him, but more so what he could and would do to others.
Whenever his vision would tunnel and he could see nothing but a sea of foes who meant to cause him harm when there is really very little danger. Stiles was never sure if he'd hurt an innocent bystander in his madness. So many had already died because of him, there was no way he'd survive it if he killed someone while lost in the sea of his tortured memories.
No, if that happened Stiles was prepared to eliminate the threat. Even if that threat was himself, but now he had a pack. People who could become his new family, who could maybe put him back together. Though he would always be cracked. He had to know that the pack was capable of doing what may need to be done if he was too far gone to be fixed. "I need to know something Bolverk."
Guiding Stiles' face back from where it had been nuzzled into Peter's neck the wolf looked into the young man's honey brown eyes, trying to find whatever it was that had the newest member to the Hale pack shaking so hard. Scent overtaken by fear. "What? What is it my little warrior?" With a hiccuped sob Stiles grabbed hold of Peter's face earnestly searching the man's expression as he begged, "I need you to make sure I don't hurt anyone. Promise me that if I'm not able to be fixed you'll stop me."
"Stop you?" peter asked even though he knew perfectly well what his little warrior meant and where he needed to be prepared and willing to do the most unpleasant of tasks, he somehow felt as if he was being asked the impossible. It didn't matter that he had just met the broken and scarred boy, Peter felt the pull of kinship that he had only ever experienced with his family. "You know what I'm asking Bolverk, and I know that it's a lot to ask of you but if it needs doing I would rather not have to do it myself."
And oh how Peter could remember asking Derek the same thing years ago when he had been at the height of his madness. When he had wanted to take his vengeance on any and all hunters whether they followed the code or not. Everyone was guilty in his eyes, and those who had yet to commit crimes well he was simply preventing the inevitable loss of supernatural life and lives of humans also involved. He was determined to put this poor child back together like some kind of humpty dumpty, there would be no need for him to keep the promise Stiles was begging him to make. So setting his jaw into a hard line Peter nodded his head with a firm ,"Yes young Stilinski, I will do what you ask. You will not harm any innocent life, but I will not stop you from doing what you wish to those who deserve it."
Meanwhile Derek was upstairs on the main stage gazing out at his pack of which most were wither in tears or looked on the brink of crying, all because of one human boy. His toughest members reduced to this in a matter of minutes, it was difficult for him to believe. Yet, here they stood staring back at him looking so very much like the scared and lost little teenagers that they had been when they first joined the Hale pack. Only two of the seven young wolves had yet to meet the young Stilinski. Isaac and Danny looked around at their pack mates in a confused sort of worry before giving their full attention to their Alpha.
"Most of you already know, but we have a potential new addition to the pack. His name is Stiles Stilinski, first and only child to the former Stilinski Alpha. Second in command. Protector to the children." Allison let out a sob causing Scott to grip her that much harder in hopes of soaking up her unhappiness though he knew that wasn't possible. "It has been decided that he will be our newest member. I suggest treating him with the respect that his station in the once great Stilinski pack would garner him." At that moment Peter stepped from the shadows with Stiles behind him still half hidden in darkness.
"There will be a customary tournament to determine Stiles' placement in this pack's hierarchy in two days. All must participate." Pulling away from Boyd, Erica sneered out,"But he's just a human!" causing a roar to echo through the room from the boy who was being restrained by the Bolverk. "And you are just a sad little girl who hides behind her wolf too afraid that even the bite may not have been enough to fix you."
"Enough!" Eyes red as flames Derek bared his fangs at both members in warning, earning a bared neck from Erica along with a whispered apology. Though he received nothing but bared teeth from the human who had his uncle Peter whispering calming words into his ear in attempts to placate the last remaining Stilinski. After having to bring back his uncle from the brink Derek already had some idea just how difficult it was going to be to take in this young man who was so lost to the madness that losing one's pack caused, but part of him was spoiling for the chance he would get to show the boy his place in two days time.
A place that was below Derek. Pinned by the neck, belly up with nowhere to go but submission to his Alpha. Just the thought caused a coil of want to spread like wildfire through his belly, earning him curious glances from his pack and a knowing smile from his uncle. After calming down Stiles turned his head to nuzzle into Peter's grip causing a zing of jealousy to flare up in Derek at the closeness that seemed to be blooming between his newest member and his only remaining family. Grinding his teeth Derek bit back the urge to growl at Peter in warning and instead crossed his arms over his chest. "Alpha Hale, I have a request."
Green eyes met brown as Derek acknowledged the boy with a jerk of his head. "Jackson was overly upset with my taking his slot for the evening, perhaps he would be amenable to sharing the stage for the evening." Sparing Jackson a quick glance Derek thought at first that may not be the best idea but was interrupted by his uncle before he could voice his reservations. "Derek, it would be a way for each member to better get to know our newest member, and it's a safe way for everyone involved to get used to each other. It would be a good idea for each member to share the stage with the little warrior at least once if not more."
Nodding his head Derek could see his uncle's point and had to admit it was a good idea for everyone involved. Each person would learn to tolerate and maybe form some kind of friendship with Stiles instead of avoiding him like the plague. "Fine, each of you will perform at least once with Stiles in the next two weeks. No exceptions. I suggest you two get to practicing you're on in a few short hours."