#tangled!sterek

Sterek

A/N: I attempted to write something to the effect of Tangled. @hotgirlstiles. With some differences. I hope it is an okay read. Let me know if I should continue.

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Stiles was bored again.

He'd already read the new books that Gerard had brought him three times already. The tower was clean and there were no more chores to occupy his time.

He had climbed down the tower in hopes that the fresh air and green fields would offer a balm to his boredom. The effort proved pointless.

He was sprawled in the grass and soaking in the sun when something passed over the boundary.

"Bored again, are we."

Stiles rolled to his side to face the voice. Opening his eyes, he watched as shadowy darkness shrunk down into an unassuming black fox.

"You were gone for so long this time! I thought you'd abandoned little old me." Stiles pouted dramatically.

"Never. Little Hibana, you're stuck with me." He responded as he made his way to the boy.

While Stiles was trying to play it off as a joke, he knew that he feared being in this place alone with no one but that wretched man as occasional company.

Stiles gave a small smile as his arms curled around the body of the fox.

"I missed you." Stiles breathed in the fur of his companion. "He paid a visit while you were gone. He said he'd be gone for longer this time. That I'd have to ration the supplies. It was the usual amount."

The vibration of a growl ran through the foxes body.

"Those meager scraps aren't enough for you already and he dares demand you spread them even thinner!" Snarled the fox.

Stiles sat up and looked the fox in the eyes. "We'll be fine. We always are. We'll survive and we'll both escape our chains. You and me, Kurai. We'll be free."

Kurai huffed, "Of course we will. It is only a matter of time."

He got to his feet and shakes his fur out. "Come, let us go inside. I brought food and was even able to aquire you a few things."

Stiles clambered to his feet in excitement. Eyes shining in anticipation, Kurai always brought him the best stuff. "Why didn't you say you had stuff. Let's go, let's go!"

Kurai chuckled and followed after the hyperactive boy. He would be considered a man by most in a few days, but would always be a boy to Kurai. What's 18 years to a millennia.

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Derek was tired.

He had been on the run for days, ever since Kate had spotted him buying supplies for the pack. He had run in hopes of shaking them off but had gotten shot. Whatever was on the arrow made his body feel heavy. It was sheer adrenaline and determination that he was still able to keep moving. He was able to trick them into going the wrong direction, but he knew that if he didn't find somewhere to hunker down that they'd catch up to him.

A stray wind rustled the foliage to his left. It sounded as if there was a cave or opening behind the greenery. Decision made, Derek walked to his left and pushed his way past the bushes and curtain of vines.

Which led him into what he assumed was a cave at first, until he noticed light filtering in around a bend.

Ears perked, he crept forward while listening for any person or animal. It would just be his luck to get away from the hunters to then encounter a bear.

There were no sounds to be heard. Still cautious, he rounded the bend and walked through another curtain of vines into a clearing. All at once, as if he'd entered a bubble, sound filled his ears. Birds singing, a babbling brook leading into a small pond, and the wind rustling through leaves. It looked like a picture from a fairytale and the tower in the center just added to that thought.

There were no sounds or scents of any people around. It seemed that no one had been here in some time. The likelihood of anybody finding this place was low. He could rest here and then make his way back to his pack. His family had to be worried. Hopefully, they wouldn't do anything rash.

Derek walked up to the tower and circled it. His eyebrows furrowed.

"What idiot builds a tower with no way to get up it."

He let out a long sigh and flicked out his hand. Claws decorated the tip of his fingers. Reaching up, he dug his hand into the stone wall and started the tiring climb up. His body was getting heavier but he was determined to get into the tower. Just a little more effort and he could rest.

Grunting and growling, he fought his weakening body to make it to the tower window. Until finally, he was able to set his feet inside. Before he could take another step further, pain burst on the side of his head.

'Just my fucking luck.' He thought as he fell.

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Stiles chest was heaving and his fingers were white where they gripped his new bat that Kurai brought him. It was beautifully carved and made out of Rowan wood. It was, as demonstrated, quite effective.

"Kurai! How did he get here? I thought the wards made it so no one could find this place."

"They do. Mm, I wonder?"

Kurai slicked forward to sniff at the prone figure. Upon catching the scent, his muzzle pulled back into a grin that showed off his sharp teeth.