《Sweet Child of Chaos》Welcome to Hell
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"What happened last week?"
"Oh don't ask me, Mieczyslaw, I can't even remember who I had for breakfast today"
"Wait, ??"
Groaning as a sharp pain attacked his head, Stiles blinked his eyes, jumping a little when he noticed Kisa and the other torturer standing a few centimeters from his face.
Kai grinned, waving at the sleeping beauty
Blinking a few more times, his eyes traveled around the room and he saw the second Kisa.
Stiles blinked.
One Kisa
Two Kisas
The Stilinski boy said with a giggle, rubbing his hands against his eyes.
Kisa 1 told him seriously, showing her vampire features as he quickly crawled away from her
Kai entered her game, his playful face vanishing into his sociopathic one as he too neared the confused as fuck male.
Amara giggled, walking closer to him as offered her hand for him to take so he could stand up.
Stiles quickly did, hiding behind her as the 'demons' approached him.
The real Kisa said with a smirk, opening her arms as Kai made an Incendia spell, circling them in fire.
Liam, Lydia, Nadia, Kai and Kisa couldn't take it anymore, falling into fits of laughter, with tears running down their faces while Amara comforted the terrified boy.
Kai told him, clapping his hand over the brunette's shoulder, who was groaning with face red in embarrassment.
Stiles whined, knowing which was the real one already before he looked at the sweet one
The identical women answered at the same time, making Liam and Stiles share a confused look before they shrugged.
They had seen weirder things.
Kisa questioned as she looked at them, making Stiles look down in shame as he stuttered over an answer.
Kisa was about to comment on this when they heard a loud scream, looking at their back to see that Scott had waken up, with Kira standing beside him.
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Nadia questioned with a frown since she couldn't hear his heartbeat few minutes ago.
Stiles nodded, seeing their confused faces, he continued
Kisa muttered sarcastically, receiving a glare from the boy.
Scott questioned as he looked at Kisa's companion, gaining a blank look from Kai, a small smile from Amara, who was trying to elbow Kai so he would smile, and an unimpressed look from Nadia.
Nadia questioned while arching an eyebrow at the 'true alpha'.
He didn't mean to sound conceited, but he did and that made Nadia scoff loudly as she made a sign for him to look around.
he grinned at them, expecting them to finally know who he was, but their faces didn't show any recognition.
This time even Amara couldn't hold her giggle while the others laughed loudly, leaving the pack confused as to what Nadia was talking about.
Kisa said midway through her laughter.
Kisa had followed Stiles since he had told her Malia was sleeping in his house since she left to Mystic Falls.
Kisa understood her, she had barely gotten any sleep since she left, she couldn't properly sleep until she had gotten Kai back at least.
Eichen House do wonders to the human mind
Kisa stood hidden by the wall, beside Stiles, as he talked to Malia.
She seemed sad...
Stiles looked at Kisa from the corner of his eyes and she nodded.
Kisa questioned as she leaned against the frame of the door with a smirk.
The werecoyote snapped her head up at the sound of her voice, lips parting and eyes watering as she run up to her, jumping on her arms.
They didn't notice on that moment, that their eyes slowly wandered to the dark ones of the boy, who was standing awkwardly by the door.
not wanting to go against Kisa's orders, he quickly run up to them, raising his arms, before he hesitated since he didn't know what to do.
Since Kisa had her hands occupied holding Malia, the werecoyote was the one to take Stiles' hands in hers while wrapping them around the two.
Kisa didn't miss the way their heartbeats slowed down as they held onto her
She felt happy to have that effect on them
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