Chapter 55: ☽︎The Benefactor☾︎

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"Like I said, I told my dad everything I could." Stiles said as Scott hurriedly let him and Y/n into his house.

"But you didn't tell him about Liam?" Scott questioned.

"You barely told us about Liam." Y/n pointed out. "What did you do with him?"

"He's upstairs."

"Doing what?" Stiles wondered.

He thought about that for a moment. "Lying down." Stiles and Y/n shared a confused look. Scott led them up to his room and pulled back a curtain to show that Liam was indeed lying down.

Ducktaped in Scott's bathtub.

Liam looked up at them with fearful eyes, panting over the tape that covered his mouth. "Oh, my God." Y/n muttered, unable to believe what was happening. Stiles slowly closed the shower curtain while Liam grunted in protest. The three sat on Scott's bed, side by side.

"So you bit him." Stiles said.

"Yeah." Scott nodded.

"And you kidnapped him." Y/n added.

"Yeah."

"And brought him here." Stiles finished.

"I panicked."

"Yup."

"That's painfully obvious." Y/n said.

"This isn't going to end with us burying the pieces of his body out in the desert, is it?" There were muffled cries from the bathroom at Stiles' jest. "As a reminder, this is why me or Y/n always come up with the plans. Your plans suck."

"I know." Scott agreed. "Which is why I called you guys. So, what do we do?"

"First, we get the poor boy out of the tub." Y/n said as she stood up. Soon after the boys had gotten Liam set in a chair and put in front of Scott's bed. Y/n stood between Scott and Stiles as Liam glared at all of them. "Liam, I'm gonna take the tape off of your mouth, but only if you agree not to scream. If you do, I have to put it back on. If you talk quietly it can stay off. Do we have a deal?" Y/n spoke with a calm tone, trying to ease some of his fear. After a moment he nodded in agreement and she gave him a small smile. "Okay. This is gonna hurt, I'm sorry." She said before she ripped the tape off, Liam exclaiming in pain, but at least it was fast.

"Okay, Liam, now you've seen a lot of confusing things tonight." Stiles started. "And more confusing things are going to happen because of the confusing things that happened tonight. Do you understand?"

"Not really." Liam said.

"Good. That's good."

"I don't understand either." Scott mentioned.

"Maybe you should tell him."

"Tell me what?" Liam snapped.

"Liam, what happened to you, what I did to you, which I had to do in order to save you, it's going to change you."

"Unless it kills you." Stiles added.

Y/n gave him a look. "Stiles."

"Shouldn't have said that."

"What?" Liam looked at them with shock. He eventually put his head down and started to cry.

"Uh-oh. Oh-oh. Is he... Is he crying?"

"No thanks to you, dumbass." Y/n muttered to him before she crouched down in front of Liam and put a calming hand on his knee. "Liam, it's okay. You're gonna be alright. You're not gonna die."

"Probably not."

"Stop it." Scott urged Stiles.

"Okay, possibly not."

"Stiles, shut up if you know what's good for you." Stiles took a small step back at his girlfriend's threat. "Don't listen to him. You won't die, I promise." Despite the situation he was in, he did feel a little better at her reassurances, and he appreciated her trying. She stood up then and faced the two behind her with a stern look. "Untie him. Now."

As she stepped to the side they jumped to do as she asked, a little afraid to upset her more, and in a moment the tape was off of Liam's arms and legs. "Liam? Are you okay?" Scott asked.

"We're sorry about that. We're really sorry." Stiles apologized for them. Liam turned and grabbed the chair, breaking it on Scott making the Alpha fall to the ground. "Liam, what the hell is your-" Liam punched Stiles then and he fell against the wall.

"Liam!" Y/n yelled. She understood he was scared, but no one hurts Scott and Stiles without concequences. When she went to grab him he pushed her to where she landed on the bed. He wanted to get away, but he didn't want to hurt the junior that was kind to him. Y/n quickly sat up and watched his retreating figure with a furiously shocked expression. "DID YOU JUST PUSH ME?!" Her yell made him run faster, having a feeling that that probably wasn't the best choice. He paused in the hall, though, when he noticed he didn't feel any pain in his leg like he had earlier. He was completely healed.

Scott and Stiles stumbled out of the room over each other and spotted the young teen. "Get him!" Stiles yelled, and the two charged Liam, all three screaming as they made contact and all tumbled down the stairs. As they recovered, groaning in pain in the process, Liam started to get up. Seeing this Stiles and Scott scrambled to get a hold of him. "I got him!" Stiles claimed as he desprately clung to a leg. "I got him, I got him!" Although he quickly found out the leg belonged to Scott, who had Stiles' shoe pressed against his face. Stiles let him go and Scott shoved away his leg, both turning to the wide open door.

"Great job, guys." Y/n said sarcastically as she got to the bottom of the stairs. "Both of your plans suck."

...

The next morning Stiles, Y/n, and Malia sat on his bed, checking the chains and cuffs they were going to have to use on the coyote for the full moon. "I hate full moons." Malia said.

"It's going to get easier. I promise." Y/n assured.

"It better. Because this isn't going to hold much longer." Malia looked at a cuff that was starting to get a tear in it.

"Well, then let's try and make tonight the last time we have to use these." Stiles said. "Besides, we might have to use these for Liam." Stiles put the cuff on Malia while Y/n tested the other one on herself, being able to mimick Malia's strength and test the durability of it.

"You guys sure he's going to turn into a werewolf?"

"We're not even sure he's going to live."

"He will." Y/n claimed. "If he was going to reject the Bite, it would have happened not long after Scott bit him."

Noah passed by Stiles' room, pausing in the door at the pecular scene.Y/n and Malia cuffed with Stiles holding the chains. Stiles then noticed his dad standing there. "Hey. Um..." He looked down at the girls' wrists and the chains, realizing how it must look. "That's... This is not what you think at all."

Noah shook his head. "I don't even want to know." The man claimed and started to walk away.

"There's nothing to know, 'cause I just..." Y/n snickered as he trailed off and Malia looked a little confused.

"I don't get it." Malia said.

"Don't worry about it, Mal." Y/n smiled at Stiles' small glare.

...

Scott spotted Liam at school, the boy not looking great as the Bite started to change him from the inside. Liam made a mad dash to get away from the older teen, going through the front doors of the school. "Liam, hey!" Stiles called, quickly blocking Liam from going any further.

"We need to talk." Scott insisted, who had followed Liam inside.

"No, you need to back the hell up, okay? Both of you." Liam snapped and glared at the two.

Y/n came forward and made Stiles step back. "Liam, please. Just hear him out." She asked.

He felt bad pushing her out of the way the night before, and she had been nice to him. He figured he could give them a minute. He looked at Scott expectantly. "Liam... We're brothers now."

Liam reared back a bit. "What?"

"Oh, God. That's..." Stiles muttered while Y/n furrowed her brows, something about that being familiar.

"What are you talking about? We just met and you bit me."

"The Bite... The Bite is a gift."

Y/n's eyes widened then, finally recognizing the speech that didn't even work on Scott back then. "Are you seriously giving him the Derek Hale speech?" She asked incredulously while Stiles moved to physically stop his friend's words.

"Scott, stop. Please stop." And then turned to look at Liam. "You- you- we're trying to help you, you little runt."

"By kidnapping me?"

"Go easy on Scott, he's new at this." Y/n said.

"Just to clarify, Scott kidnapped you. Okay? We aided and abetted."

"Liam, I've gone through this before." Scott told him. "Something's happening to you. Something big."

Liam shook his head. "Nothing's happening to me." He lifted his arm and tore the bloody bandage off that was covering his bite wound, only to reveal he was completely healed. "Nothing." He denied and walked away.

Later, when they all had a bit of free time, the pack met between the school buses and went over their options. "I'm not sharing my basement." Malia denied.

"Actually, it's my basement." Lydia corrected. "And my mom noticed how you tore it up last time."

"She's still learning." Y/n mentioned.

"But we're gonna use the boathouse for Liam." Scott said. "It's got support beams. We can chain him to one of them."

"But how do we get him out to the lake house if he doesn't trust us?" Kira asked.

"He seems to trust Y/n, if only a bit." Lydia pointed out. "We could use that. Tell him there's a party and she could invite him as a date."

"No way." Stiles vehemently shook his head. "No way in hell am I letting her do that."

"Stiles, calm down." Y/n took his hand and lightly squeezed, the action doing what she wanted and making him settle down a bit. "I'm actually going to agree with Stiles on this one, though."

"Why?" Lydia asked.

"Because one; I have a boyfriend, and two; I don't date freshman."

"I say if it keeps him from murdering someone we just chloroform the little bastard and throw him in the lake." Stiles said to which Malia readily agreed.

"I'm in."

"We're not kidnapping him again, nor are we killing him." Y/n shot them down with a warning glare. "I think the party idea is good."

"Then why don't you ask him out?" Stiles asked Lydia.

"I'm done with teenage boys. But, since it looks like we're playing a trick on someone, why don't we use the trickster?"

Everyone turned to look at Kira, who seemed a bit surprised at the sudden suggestion. "Who? Me? No way. Not me."

"Yes, you."

"Kira, do you know what they call female foxes?" Y/n asked, to which Kira shook her head. "Vixens."

"Me?" She asked again.

"You can do it, Kira." Lydia encouraged. "Be a vixen." With a little more convincing Kira managed to invite Liam to the nonexistent party.

...

Y/n, Stiles, Malia, and Lydia waited by the Jeep outside of the lake house while Kira drove Liam there. Scott rode up on his motorbike. "I just talked to Kira. She's on her way. She said it's all going fine." Scott said when Stiles went up to him.

"It's not that. I have to tell you something." Stiles pulled out his phone. "I asked around about Liam. I know why he got kicked out of his last school."

"This is going to be bad, isn't it."

"Unfortunatly." Y/n said before Stiles continued.

"He kind of got into it with one of his teachers. And, uh... The kid's got some serious anger issues."

"How serious?" Scott wondered.

Stiles held out his phone to show Scott a picture. "Well, that's his teacher's car. After he took a crowbar to it." The picture showed a dark blue car that would have been nice-looking had the windows not been smashed, the side mirror torn off, many dents covering the vehicle and 'THIS IS YOUR FAULT' carved into the doors. Scott couldn't believe what he was seeing.

The five went inside the house to wait for Liam and Kira. After a few minutes Y/n heard Kira's car pull up, letting Scott know they were there. "Where is everyone?" Liam asked as they got out of the car.

"They're here." Kira assured. "It's a small party."

"You said everyone was coming."

"They are~" She backtracked. "They're late. And we're early. So we better hurry. Yay! Party." When Liam opened the door he saw the five waiting for him, and he realized this wasn't actually a party. Stiles waved and when Liam turned to leave, Kira quickly shut the door, blocking it with her body with an apologetic expression. "Sorry."

Liam turned to the others and threw his hands up. "What the hell is this?"

"Think of it like and intervention." Stiles said. "You have a problem, Liam."

"And we're the only ones that can help." Scott added.

Seemingly willing to hear them out, or at least forced to, Liam listens as they tell him about the supernatural of Beacon Hills, and what they all are. "Werewolf?" Liam points to Scott, before going down the line of teens around him, naming their species. "Werecoyote." Malia nods. "Banshee." Lydia draws her lips together and lifts a finger, letting him know he got that right. "Witch." Y/n gives a two finger salute with a smile. "Fox?" He glances at Kira behind him.

"Kitsune. But fox works."

Liam looked at Stiles. "What are you?"

"Uh, for a little while, I was possessed by an evil spirit. It was very evil."

"What are you now?"

"Better. Um..." He glances at Y/n, unsure of how to answer.

Liam looks down and tilts his head towards the chains on the table. "Are those for me?"

"No, they're for me." Malia answers, and lets her eyes shift their azure color for a moment.

Liam's breath picks up a bit, starting to get a little freaked out. "How did you do that?"

"You'll learn." Scott assures.

"But first, you need to get through the full moon." Y/n adds.

"The moon's already out." Liam points out.

"And you're starting to feel something, aren't you?" Scott asks, but he already knows the answer, even if Liam wants to keep denying it.

"I feel like I'm surrounded by a bunch of psychotic nutjobs." Liam's voice gradually raises as he starts to get more and more agitated. "You guys are out of your freaking minds. I don't know how you did that eye thing and I don't care. I'm walking out that door right now! And if any of you try to stop me, I swear to God, I'm gonna-" He cuts himself off as his face scrunches in pain, covering his ears and yelling out.

"What's wrong, Liam?" Scott steps forward to help.

"You don't hear that?" A moment later they could hear multiple cars approaching and headlights filtered through the windows. Liam drops to his knees in pain and Scott lowers down as well.

"Did you tell someone about this?" Lydia asked.

"My friend Mason." Excited hoots could be heard as Kira glances out the window. "You said it was a party."

"And who did Mason invite?" Stiles followed up.

"Everyone." Kira answered.

Liam groans in pain, his new claws starting to scratch at the hardwood floors making Lydia fret. "The floors! Get him off the floors!" She stepped forward to do that herself, yet Y/n stopped her and pulled her back just as Liam looked up with golden eyes and sharp fangs.

"You need to get him to the boathouse, now!" Y/n yelled at Scott, and him and Kira grabbed the new Beta and helped carry him out.

Malia lightly groaned and leaned on the table. "Y/n." She called. Stiles stepped forward to help her but she growled at him, starting to shift.

"Hey, okay, basement. Now. Now." He said, as Y/n came over to lead Malia away while he grabbed the chains.

"What am I supposed to do with the hordes gathering outside the door?"

"Lydia, who throws the best parties in Beacon Hills?"

"What? Me, obviously."

"Then do what you do best." Y/n added, making Lydia scoff at her friend's retreating figure. The three got down to the basement and Malia sat against the pillar as Y/n started to put the cuffs on her. "Too tight?" She asked as she fixed the article in place.

Malia, now fully shifted, looked up at her. "Tighter." Her voice was distorted with the force of the change. When Y/n finished she stood up to stand next to Stiles. "You can leave if you want."

"We're not going anywhere." Stiles said as he grabbed a box for him and Y/n to sit on.

"It's honestly probably safer down here than up there in the middle of fifty freshman and a royally pissed off Lydia." Y/n joked as the couple sat down. They looked up as the music started getting noticably louder, the party now in full swing.

Malia started to fight against the restraints, trying her hardest to reach out towards the two in front of her. "Y/n, Stiles, please go." She asked through pants, sweat coating her skin and making her hair damp.

"It's okay. We hate parties." Y/n said.

"It's a social anxiety thing." Stiles added.

"I just don't really like them."

"You ever had a panic attack?"

"I'm having one now." Malia grinded out, and pulled against the chains again.

"Just breathe, okay. We're not leaving you." Y/n said. "I'm not leaving you."

"What if I hurt you?"

"You're not going to." Stiles assured.

"But I want to. I look at your face and I want to slash at it. I want to tear at it. I want to feel your bones crack between my hands."

"Surprisingly enough, you're not the first person to ever say something like that."

"We're not leaving you." Y/n reiterated. "And I'm not gonna let you hurt anyone."

Malia growled, her eyes glowing as she pushed even harder against the chains. Y/n made Stiles take a few steps back when the fraying cuff started to tear further. When Malia stopped to pant again, she also noticed the cuff. "You're not gonna have a choice."

Malia kept pushing against the chains. Y/n pushed herself and Stiles back just before Malia gave one final push and tore the cuff. The only thing keeping her back was the one on her other arm. When she couldn't reach the couple with her claws, she started to yank at the chain with both hands. "Malia, I know you can hear me. Just focus on my voice."

"Focus on mine." She turned to look at the witch, using everything she had left to warn her yet again, to keep them safe. "Run!"

Malia continued to struggle with the chains, and Stiles decided to speak up, not wanting all of this to be Y/n's sole responsibility. "We're not gonna run. Because I don't think you're gonna hurt us. And I think maybe you're so afraid of hurting us because of what you did to your family." Malia stopped struggling as much, and glanced at them with a conflicted expression.

Stiles shared a look with Y/n and she knew what he was talking about. "We know what that's like." She added, a bit of melancholy to her tone.

"We remember everything we did. And the worst part is we remember liking it." Stiles and Y/n had talked about their experience one night. She thought it would be helpful to the both of them, a comfort to know there was someone who knew exactly what you went through. And while Y/n was only controlled for a little while, it was still long enough for her to do things she regretted, and Stiles was the only one who could fully understand what that was like.

"Because we felt powerful and fearless." As the only human in the pack, Stiles had doubts and concerns about what he could do for everyone, if he was actually doing anything but being a hinderence. Y/n on the other hand was always afraid she would be too weak, or too late, to help anyone she cared about, her fears unfortunately coming to fruition one awful night.

"And most of all, in control." They both wanted to be in control. Control of their fates, control of life and death, but it wasn't everything it was cracked up to be, and they learned this together. "But when we came through it, we learned something else. Control is overrated." Stiles gave Y/n a look and she nodded. She carefully got closer to Malia, the coyote watching as the witch reached towards the padlock keeping her chained, eyes flashing violet as she used her magic to unlock it and let her go.

As soon as she was free Malia growled and lunged, trying to grab Y/n, but Y/n held her wrists firmly. Malia didn't struggle much and she started to use Y/n for support, clenching her eyes shut and trying with everything in her to not give in to the urges. She let Y/n's and Stiles' mixed scent fill her senses, their words floating in her mind, and she found that it was starting to calm her. After a moment she opened her eyes and looked at her hands, seeing that her claws were gone.

When she looked up at Y/n with a fragile expression of happiness, Y/n smiled and moved some hair from the girl's face that had clung to her skin. "You did it." She quietly praised and Malia threw her arms around Y/n's shoulders, holding onto her for dear life. Y/n chuckled and hugged back, running her hand over Malia's back to help her settle down more. Stiles came forward and put a hand on Malia and Y/n, smiling at them.

He still didn't know how or when to tell Y/n that Malia was actually her sister, or if it even was a good idea. But he had to admit, it was nice seeing them close like this, even if they didn't know.

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Published: 12/22/21

Edited: 4/12/22

Just letting you guys know, I unfortunately won't have an update for next week because me and my mom are going to be spending Christmas weekend with my sister so I won't be able to do any writing as I would like to spend that time with my family. That means the next update will be the week after.

But I wish you all fun and safe holidays! I'll see you next year 😉

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