LOST SOULS!
CHAPTER SIX.
virgins.

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AFTER ALL THE SUPERNATURAL CRAP THAT HAD CORRUPTED HIS LIFE INTO A LIVING HELL, ADRIAN MARTIN WAS KEEN TO GET BACK INTO HIS SPORTS. Originally, he was only a big fan of lacrosse and did cross country occasionally because Coach practically begged him to and the redhead hoped it would gain him favouritism points- which it most likely did.

So, here he and his friends were in the boy's locker room as Adrian waited patiently beside his boyfriend while they discussed one weird occurrence Scott had had during his shift at the animal clinic; possibly thinking it could be linked to the recent murders. "I looked everywhere. It's like he just walked away. Left his car, his dog."

Stiles let out a deep breath as he shrugged on a grey hoodie. "Okay. Was he, like . . . could he have been a virgin maybe? Did he look like a virgin? Was he, you know, virginal?" The boy ranted on quickly, a nervousness edging in his tone.

"No," Scott shook his head slightly as he looked at the young couple. "definitely not. Deaton makes me have sex with all of his clients. It's a new policy."

"Even the dogs?" Adrian raised a ginger brow, watching as Scott gave him a displeased look which resulted in a snicker. "Woof, woof, bitch."

Knowing that his attempted joke was getting nowhere with the two, the werewolf sighed. "No, I don't know if he was a virgin." His eyebrows then raised in question. "And why are you talking like he's already dead? He's just missing."

That line seemed to snap something in Stiles as he began to get frustrated, his spastic hands beginning to wave around. "Missing and presumed dead because he's probably a virgin, Scott." Adrian was expecting his boyfriend to stop there . . . but he went on. "And you know who else is a virgin? Me. I'm a virgin, okay? And you know what that means? It means my lack of sexual experience is now literally a threat to my life. Okay, I need to have sex, like, right now. Someone needs to have sex with me, like, today. Like, someone needs to sex me right now!"

A locker behind them slammed shut, revealing Danny. "All right. I'll do it."

Stiles let out a shout of surprise, his voice breaking as he stared at the goalie wide- eyed. "What?"

Danny smirked as he leaned against the locker, eyeing him up. Adrian knew he was joking obviously as he was good friends with Danny and the boy was unaware of his sexuality . . . but that didn't stop the jealousy boiling up any less. "Come to my place at nine. Plan to stay the night. I like to cuddle."

"Alright, Danny." Adrian butted in as he rolled his eyes, his friend smirking at him. The Martin mirrored the action. "You've had your fun. Go tease someone else now."

Danny chuckled and walked off, leaving the three boys alone. Adrian gave Stiles a look at the interaction that had just happened between him and his friend, the sarcastic boy giving him a look. "What? I thought it was sweet! I was going to say no!"

"Wait," Scott broke the two out of a possible bicker fest, blinking rapidly as he gestured to the couple confusedly for a moment. "Stiles is still a virgin? I thought you two were pretty serious."

Adrian's eyebrows raised at the bold assumption, slowly tilting his head as he waited for the boy to deliver another lame joke . . . but nothing came out of his seriously confused face. ". . . Excuse me?"

"Yeah," Much- and Adrian means much- to his surprise, Stiles seemed to hold the same tone as his best friend. He looked over at his boyfriend, his cute yet curious eyes swimming laps around Adrian's heart. "why is Stiles still a virgin?"

Adrian Martin felt his heart skip an unhealthy amount of beats, his whole body tensing as if he had just entered the coldest place on earth. His face paled a sickly ghost white, whipping his forest green eyes at the direction of his boyfriend, Stiles Stilinski. ". . . Wha- Why do I feel like I'm being ganged up on all of a sudden?"

"I just- . . . we've been together for a decent length of time now." The young Stilinski teen explained further, shrugging as his eyes went astray. "I-I don't know . . . I just thought."

"Wha- Scott and Allison didn't have sex when they were together for a decent amount of time. They took . . . their time, I guess."

"Actually, me and Allison did it pretty quickly." Scott winced as he nodded, his eyes seeming to fog over in memory. "We actually did it a lot . . . like a lot. Like, sometimes we would even-"

"Ah! La, la, la- I'm not listening- la, la, la! I do not need to hear this in my crumbling life right now with everything that's going on!" The Martin almost screeched in a pitch louder than his sister, covering his ears like a child. When the werewolf stopped with a giggle, the redhead gave his boyfriend a flat look. "Please tell me this doesn't have anything to do with why you still have the chains you used on Scott?"

Stiles' mouth went agape at the rather blunt statement, unintelligible stutters being made as Isaac Lahey suddenly rushed into the locker room and Coach yelled at him for being late. The teen's conversation was quick to end when the teacher spoke. "I'll remind you all, cross-country is not optional for lacrosse players. I don't need you turning into a bunch of fat-asses in the off season." Bobby stopped when Isaac and Danny took their shirts off, revealing their very toned stomach/ muscles. "So . . . work on that."

"We're not done with this conversation, Stilinski." And with that final grumble, Adrian Martin stormed away with Isaac and Danny while Scott and Stiles exchanged a look- the Stilinski's being more fearful.

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Despite not having werewolf speed to his advantage, Adrian was pretty far ahead from the rest of the cross county peers. He was just behind Scott, Isaac and the twins- who were currently sprinting after one another up ahead.

This left the Martin boy some time to think . . . and it was mostly about his boyfriend- who was most likely far behind, panting for dear breath- and his earlier comments in the locker room.

Did Stiles really want to have sex with him? If so, did he just want to because of the sacrifices . . . or because he genuinely wanted to? I mean . . . do I even want to do it? The redhead thought as he ran, his feet padding along the path without much thought as to where he was going.

Other than that one time Stiles got wasted and came over to his house after Scott had dragged him there, Adrian had never thought about having sex with his own boyfriend. It confused him slightly. When he was young, little Adrian promised himself that when he went to high school and got a girlfriend; sex would be the first thing ticked off his list!

Last year, Adrian remembered just how close he was to leading one of Lydia's friends on and having a one night stand so he could finally say to himself he was no longer a virgin and live life with that embarrassment . . . but he grew closer to Stiles Stilinski before he could even set the plan in motion.

With Stiles, having sex felt like it was a lot more complicated than it would be than say if he was to do it with one of Lydia's friends . . . and it wasn't just because they were two guys. No, losing his virginity to his boyfriend made him nervous . . . because he wanted it to be special and meaningful.

The boy made a face at his own fluffy subconscious thoughts, his face scrunching up in distaste. "You're such a loser, Adrian. No guy ever thinks like that."

"Having a talk with your rather toxic masculinity self, I see." An accented voice giggles from his left, stopping him in his tracks. Literally.

Turning at the sound, Adrian expected to see what he always saw when he heard his voice: nothing . . . but not this time.

Toby Valack politely smiled at Adrian in greeting the same way he would every time he would meet him in the school hallways . . . an action the redhead had never realised he would miss so much until it was gone. ". . . Tobs?"

The dirty blonde gave him another smile, but this one filtered with sadness as he sighed. "I'm sorry, Adrian." he then took off in the direction of the woods he must've came from, running as fast as his skinny frame could handle.

Adrian's steps fell behind the Valack boy before he could even get his train of thought running, taking big leaps to catch up with wherever his best friend was going as he called after him. "Wait! Toby, hang on! Wait up!"

Toby didn't even glance back as they entered a clearing of the woods, the blonde disappearing as soon as the redhead burst through some thick branches. The swiftness of the action made Adrian unaware of the rock near his feet as he tripped, landing on his stomach with a hard grunt.

The teen groaned as he sat up, immediately feeling a weird sense kick through him as he did so. Adrian groaned and swayed at the sudden dizziness his head endured, his green eyes looking up groggily only to widen.

It was a good thing that a girl wasn't too far behind him to scream . . . because he didn't even think he could manage even a sentence at the horrific sight.

Stiles was the first of Adrian's friends to reach the scene after everyone started gathering round, leaning down to assist his boyfriend. The ginger flinched at the contact first as his eyes snapped up, watching the opposite boy frown in concern.

Thankfully, Scott and Isaac joined them before the young couple could exchange any words where they had to lie. Their eyes collectively widened at the man hung up on of the trees with his head limp on his chest and cuts and blood everywhere, the only thing keeping him up being a rope tied around his neck to the wood.

"It's him, isn't it?" Stiles asked his best friend with a frown, reminding all of them of the guy who had mysteriously vanished during Scott's shift at the animal clinic.

Scott's look was the only answer they all needed as he looked down at his other friend on the wood floor, looking between him and the dead body. "Adrian-"

"I-I don't know how I came across it! I-I just- I saw him and ran! I wasn't thinking!" The Martin boy whipped his head round to face the werewolf's direction, shaking his head desperately. The three boys had never seen him so panicked.

"Saw who? Who did you see?" Isaac pondered, crossing his arms over his broad chest with a curious look.

The forest green eyes of Adrian Martin adverted to scope out his surrounding, his lips parting down in a frown when his dead best friend, Toby Valack, could be seen nowhere amongst the crowd.

"Toby. I thought I saw Toby."

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Noah and one of his deputies had arrived at the scene of the crime not long after his son had called him, beginning to order the pupils to vacate the area so they wouldn't ruin any evidence of the crime scene. Meanwhile, Melissa McCall examined the dead body hung by his own dog's collar

"Dad, just come here." Stiles directed his father over to the tree holding the man up, nodding his head in a gesture. "Look, look, look at it. It's the same as the others, see?" He pointed out.

"Yeah, I see that. Do me a favour. Go back to school, yeah?" The Sheriff agreed, turning behind him to face Bobby Finstock in a request. "Coach, can you give us a hand here?"

The teacher didn't need to be told twice. "You heard the man. Nothing to see here. Probably just some homeless kid." All the pupils who were still gathered round the scene looked at him oddly.

"Coach," Isaac aimed his words over at the older man, turning his way. "He was a senior." He informed, watching the teacher's face fall as he ran a hand over his mouth.

"Oh, god. He wasn't on the team, was he?"

"Kyle! Oh, god, Kyle!" A blonde girl suddenly screamed in horror as she ran over to the scene, being held back by a deputy from running to the boy she seemed to know.

Stiles directed Adrian over to where Isaac had dragged Scott over to talk in secret, the curly headed werewolf glancing at the two twins he had been cautious of ever since the beginning of the run. "You see the way the twins looked at Kyle?"

"Yeah, like they had no idea what happened?" Stiles summarised, wrapping an arm innocently round Adrian's shoulders to help steady them as they walked.

"No, no, they knew."

"Maybe they don't." Adrian chimes in as he gulps, leaning against the tree for the support as his abilities weren't fading. The boy was just grateful he didn't fully connect with Kyle and have everyone seeing him alive in the same state.

"The kid was strangled with a garrote, okay?" Stiles argued in his boyfriend's place, gesturing to the twins still most likely discussing the dead body. "Am i the only one recognising the lack of werewolfitude in these murders?"

"Oh, you think it's a coincidence they turn up and then people start dying?" Isaac commented rather bitterly towards the teen, still having slight ill feelings towards the sheriff's son.

"No, but that doesn't mean it could be them doing all of this." Adrian implied, trying his best to keep his mind in focus with the conversation. The redhead sighed, rubbing his temples. "Scott, what do you think?"

The tanned werewolf stopped in his steps, looking between his friend group as the three teenage boys awaited an answer. Eventually, he shrugged. "I don't know yet."

Stiles- with folded arms- raised his eyebrows. "You don't know yet?"

"Well, he's got a point." Scott weakly gestured to Isaac, his best friend giving him a look of disbelief as he let go of his boyfriend. "Seriously, dude, human sacrifices?"

The Stilinski boy blinked rapidly, ready to pursue his theory. "Scott, your eyes turn into yellow glow sticks, okay? Hair literally grows from your cheeks, and then will immediately disappear, and if I were to stab you right now, it would just magically heal, but you're telling me you're having trouble grasping human sacrifices?" His arms waved as he ranted, having a pretty good point in Adrian's eyes.

Scott sighed and stared out into the woods in thought. "That's a good point too." He looked back towards Isaac, conflicted.

"I don't care. They killed that kid. they killed the girl that saved me." Isaac didn't seem to be budging as he looked at the two twins. "And I'm gonna kill them, too."

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"Just to clarify," Adrian Martin huffed as he and his boyfriend stood outside the room the girl, Ashley, who had seemed to know the dead guy named Kyle was getting questioned by one of the deputies. "I hate this plan."

"We need to know if the whole 'killing virgins' thing is actually true!" The Stilinski boy claimed, looking towards his boyfriend wide-eyed. "Because I don't know about you, but I'd rather not die a virgin!"

"Hence the reason why you ranted about it to Scott and I in the locker room and proceeded to ask me why you were still a virgin?" The Martin hummed in a Lydia-like manner, tilting his head as he turned to the young boy.

Stiles Stilinski's face immediately flushed, all blood rushing to his cheeks as his cupid-shaped lips stood agape. When a sigh left him, his hazel-eyes closed. "Adrian, I-"

"Do you realise how out of the blue that was?" The ginger judged the boy's earlier actions, slightly frustrated with him. "I mean, we'd just properly- and soberly, might I add- slept in the same bed not too long ago for the first time and now you're saying you want me to take your v-card."

"I know, I'm sorry." Stiles apologised sheepishly, fiddling with his fingers as a nervous habit. His soft gaze travelled to the boy opposite him. ". . . I did mean it though. I-I do wanna have . . . ya know . . . sex with you." He mumbled the last three words.

Before Adrian Martin could conjure up a response even mentally, a female officer stepped out of the room with a very shaken up Ashley. "Wait right here, okay?" The lady gently spoke before turning to go back into the room, leaving the blonde all by herself.

Stiles was on his feet in seconds, gently grabbing the girl's arm to steer her away from the window and the possible view of his father. "Um, hi, Ashley. Hi. Can we talk to you just for one sec? Sorry. We just need to ask you something really quick, and it's gonna sound really unbelievably insensitive-"

"Was Kyle a virgin?" The boyfriend of the Stilinski boy quipped, getting up from his seat as he wondered over to them.

"What?"

Stiles rolled his eyes at the Martin's bluntness as he continued. "Your boyfriend, was he a virgin, or did you guys . . ." He trailed off as Adrian made a hand gesture for the 'action' they were implying.

Both boy's grunted when Ashley slapped them on the cheek, glaring at them as she was steered away quickly by the female officer from before.

Last minute- just when the boys rubbing their cheeks delicately didn't think they were going to get any form of answer- the blonde girl turned back round with a heartbroken look. "No, he wasn't a virgin."

As soon as the words left her mouth, the Sheriff just so happened to walk out and hear them. The older man looked at his son and his boyfriend, pointing a lecturing finger at them. "Have you two completely lost your minds? I've got four murders, Stiles!" He gestured to the remaining people in the room as the two boys hung their heads in shame. "You see those men in there? That's the FBI. They're pulling together a task force to help, because it looks like we've got a full-blown serial killer on our hands. You get that?"

"Yes, Dad. We get that." Stiles mumbled, nodding as did the boy beside him.

"Then what are you two doing?" The older Stilinski squinted at them as he shook his head.

"Trying to find a pattern."

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"Adrian Martin, you better control your boyfriend this instant or I swear I will have you both de-balled!"

"You know, there's a temple in Calcutta where they used to sacrifice a child every day?" Stiles continued to ramble on to Lydia, who was storming away from him and her own brother as fast as she could in her high heels. "That's every day a dead baby, Lydia, every day! Hey, you wanna know what today is? It's dead baby day. Oh, no, wait, that's every day, cause every day is dead baby day, yay!"

"Why are you two telling me this?" The female Martin wondered as she shook her head at the two's persistence in whatever they were trying to drag her into now.

"Because those two new twins that you were checking out in the library just so happen to be Alpha twins who Scott is dealing with as we speak!" Adrian hissed lowly, watching his sister turn round in a peaked interest. His face fell. "Oh god. You didn't know they were Alpha's or even werewolves, did you?"

"Oh yeah," the strawberry blonde made a face in order to play it off- which her brother saw straight through as she kept walking. "I knew about them."

Stiles didn't catch onto the act as he continued. "Okay, okay, good. So, look, here's what me and Adrian are thinking, we're thinking that the murders may be coming in threes. Ancient people love things in threes, right? So maybe first it's three virgins, and then maybe, I don't know, maybe it's three people who own little dogs."

Both Martins stopped in their tracks this time, giving the Stilinski a look as the female of the three gave him a pointed look. "We own a little dog."

When Adrian saw the look on his boyfriend's face, he rolled his forest green eyes. "We aren't getting rid of our dog, Sti."

"Would you just think about getting rid of your little dog?"

"No. And by the way," Lydia spun round to face the boy again after picking up her walking, pointing a polished finger at him. "you cannot discern a pattern by a single data point, so stop trying."

"Okay, so I'm just supposed to wait around for somebody else to die, then?" Stiles' hands flung around as he spoke spastically to the two siblings, frustrated. "I'm just supposed to sit there and watch them die? Just wait for them to wither up and die right in front of me?"

"Who knows," Adrian shrugs as he added on, turning to face the boy with a smile as fake as plastic. "you might be the next virgin to pass, Stilinski."

"Wha- I thought you were on my side here!" Stiles gaped as he gestured between the pair of them, a small hint of betrayal hiding behind his shining brown eyes.

"I was until you suggested we get rid of our dog!"

"Plus, maybe it's not your job." Lydia broke the two off, giving them a short glance at the whole 'virgin' word being thrown around them before she elaborated. "You said it yourself. They were strangled with a garrotte. That's a human thing to do, so maybe just leave the figuring it out to someone human."

"You mean someone like my dad?"

The strawberry blonde closes her eyes with a small exhale of breath, far too fed up with the boy to co-operate. "No. I mean your dad, the sheriff!" She then stormed away from them, leaving the young couple in a weird silence.

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Adrian exhaled as he stepped out of the boy's locker room, his red hair damp as he had just gotten out of the shower to freshen up after doing some extra lacrosse after school hours. The boy had been meaning to get back into the routine of doing it as it caused a good distraction from the supernatural . . . and the raging thoughts the teen was having of his spas of a boyfriend.

For the whole day, Adrian couldn't get Stiles' words from before they spoke to Ashley out of his head. It seemed to never leave his mind, constantly echoing in a certain persuasion.

". . . I did mean it though. I-I do wanna have . . . ya know . . . sex with you."

The redhead cursed under his breath as he ran a hand through his wet hair, wondering what on earth had gotten into him lately. Why am I acting like this? It's literally just sex- a thing I have thought more about than the supernatural arguably!

"God, someone really just needs to knock some sense into me, like, now."

The Martin boy grunted as he was grabbed and quickly dragged behind a wall, a hand covering his mouth as his green eyes widened. Toby put a finger to his lips in a gesture to stay quiet, his brown eyes pouring into his.

The Valack boy gently nodded in the direction for Adrian to take a peak into the school hallways with him, the Martin doing as he was silently instructed.

The teen felt his lungs collapse as he watched what seemed to be one hulk-sized alpha grunt until the two new twins in school emerged from it, their heads hung low as a clicking of a cane was heard.

The man wore dark shades with a walking stick in hand, Adrian quick to guess he was blind. He looked maybe in his late thirties to early forties as he approached the twins, walking past Isaac and Scott on the floor.

Much to Adrian's surprise, Ethan and Aiden seemed to be intimidated by the man's presence as the mysterious figure lifted his cane and took the cap off . . . exposing the sharp blade on the other end.

In one swift movement, the light-coloured haired man swiped the blade across the twin's faces, leaving a matching cut on their cheeks. Adrian feared the same thing- maybe even worse- would happen to Isaac and Scott . . . but it didn't. Instead, the man just walked away with the twins following behind him like a servant.

"Who the hell was that?" Adrian heard Isaac ask just as he whipped his head around to question what his best friend had just shown him . . . but Toby was gone once again . . . as if he were never there in the first place.

It was a heavy moment of silence on Scott's part before he released a breath and replied. "Deucalion."

A U T H O R. N O T E
damn, i am really thirsty for that void content, like, can i just skip the whole thing and get to season three b already? please?

anyway, i apologise this isn't the best written chapter and is all over the place. i hope some things are making somewhat sense.

i also apologise if any of you are uncomfortable with the recent topic adrian and stiles are discussing lmao. i would just like to let you all know that this series will n o t include any written smut . . . although i may hint at it a few times, hehe.

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