[Stiles has never really hated anyone until recently. There are people that he's disliked over the years, people he's held serious grudges against -- Rafael McCall is a prime example, and probably the closest he's ever been to actually hating someone. He wants to believe that that pattern would have continued if it weren't for the Nemeton ritual and the darkness that now surrounds his heart. But he doesn't.
He thinks maybe it started with Matt Daehler. Gerard Argent. The alpha pack for killing Erica and Boyd and imprisoning Cora for months. Jennifer Blake. Maybe it doesn't even matter where it started, but Stiles finds himself feeling hatred much more strongly than ever before and he can't help but think that's why the Nogitsune had picked him. Peter Hale had seen darkness inside of him long ago -- it's why Peter had offered him the bite.
But most of all, Stiles hates the Nogitsune. He hates it in ways that make him want to claw off his own skin so he doesn't look like it even if technically it made itself look like Stiles and not the other way around.
His attention is pulled from his thoughts at her question and he remembers that they haven't talked about the last flood. He nods a little and picks up a book off the shelf. This isn't really a comfortable conversation either because it involves having the really terrible memories of someone else that he likes.]
I was...Bucky Barnes. [He glances at her sideways.] Um, you know. Captain America's best friend. [Which honestly...is kind of hilariously ironic.]
Spam!
He thinks maybe it started with Matt Daehler. Gerard Argent. The alpha pack for killing Erica and Boyd and imprisoning Cora for months. Jennifer Blake. Maybe it doesn't even matter where it started, but Stiles finds himself feeling hatred much more strongly than ever before and he can't help but think that's why the Nogitsune had picked him. Peter Hale had seen darkness inside of him long ago -- it's why Peter had offered him the bite.
But most of all, Stiles hates the Nogitsune. He hates it in ways that make him want to claw off his own skin so he doesn't look like it even if technically it made itself look like Stiles and not the other way around.
His attention is pulled from his thoughts at her question and he remembers that they haven't talked about the last flood. He nods a little and picks up a book off the shelf. This isn't really a comfortable conversation either because it involves having the really terrible memories of someone else that he likes.]
I was...Bucky Barnes. [He glances at her sideways.] Um, you know. Captain America's best friend. [Which honestly...is kind of hilariously ironic.]