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- May 21, 2005 -

~ Laura Hale ~

When she was done dropping off her brother at school she started to head towards “ work “. She’s been pretending to work with Deaton at his veterinary clinic since the beginning of the year. Well that's what she tells her mom to get her off her back.

Because she knows if her mother knew what she was really doing. Well let’s just say she wouldn’t be happy. But she will understand that what she’s doing will save her family. This all started when Deaton told her about the Nemeton.

You see Deaton is her pack Druid and Emissary. He is the one you go to for information if you can’t get it. He knows what’s going to happen before it does. So she knows he’s telling her the truth when he told her the Nemeton is killing her family.

He couldn’t even lie to her if he would with her hearing. So her and Deaton have been working with some of the hunters to figure out how to stop it.

When she pulls into the clinic she sees Kate and Gerard Argent are already here. That’s another thing she’s been hiding from her family. Gerard Argent is her mate and with him being a hunter she’s kept it a secret.

So when she walked in she headed straight to him. She likes having him close to her when she can.

L - “Hi guys, sorry I’m a little late. Derek was taking forever to get ready.”

G - “It’s ok pet. Now that everyone is here, let's get started.”

They went over the plain again. At the beginning before she found out Gerard was her mate. They were going to have Kate get the information out of Derek some way. But they have her for that now. She doesn’t really pay attention to what they are saying.

For some reason she hasn’t been feeling really well lately. She’s been feeling off and nauseous. She’s been telling Kate since they became really great friends recently. But she keeps telling her it’s because the bond hasn’t fully settled yet.

She doesn’t know why not. They’ve already done all the steps to do so. Gerard wanted to get it all out of the way so it doesn’t mess with the plans. So they had sex the night they first met. It felt really great even though she doesn’t remember much of it.

G - “Are you listening pet?”

She hummed, tuning back into the conversation. She looked at him and nodded her head yes. He smiled at her pulling her in for a hug. She feels all happy inside.

She remembers the plane well. They are going to put some mountain ash around her family’s house so the backlash doesn’t affect them. While Deaton deals with the Nemeton. She would be with Derek since he still has school to attend. So she’s going to make sure he’s alright during it.

Then Kate and a few of her hunting friends will be protecting the house. Just in case there’s any creatures trying to destroy the pack while it is happening.

She’s so glad that her mother was wrong about the hunters. She keeps telling her and Derek that they shouldn’t be trusted. Well she was wrong like aways. Now if only she wouldn’t be alpha so Laura can be. She can’t believe her mother let the Nemeton kill her pack. Yeah it’s doing it slowly but it’s still happening.

That’s the difference between her and her mother. Laura can do what’s necessary to protect who she cares about. While her mother does nothing. Her mother is a horrible alpha. But that's ok because tomorrow it will all change for the better.

When this is all over with Deaton said he has a way to make her alpha. So she can take over the pack and make it better and stronger. She can’t wait for tonight to be done and over with.

When they're done here she heads to Gerard’s place. She needs to please her mate. When she walks in she starts to get undressed. His rules only allow her to wear clothes everywhere else but his home. She needs to be naked and on the bed presenting for him when she walks in. That’s the way he likes it so she doesn’t without being told to.

When the fun starts like aways her mind goes fuzzy with lust. She is coherent when it’s done and over with. Her body feels aching but in the good way she thinks. When she looks at the time she moves to get up and dressed. She needs to head to get Derek.

Gerard is already gone. The plan is already in action. Tonight she is saving her pack. Tomorrow she will be the new alpha.

~ Time Skip to After The Fire ~

When she pulled up to the house with Derek she was shocked at what she was seeing. She got out of the car to see her family home on fire. She could feel her bonds breaking one by one as her family died.

She grabbed Derek, stopping him from trying to help. She looked around and spotted Kate. When she looks down to see Derek past out she lays him on the ground. She runs towards Kate to see what happened.

L - “Kate what happened. They weren’t supposed to die. Deaton said the mountain ash should have protected them. What happened?”

Kate turned around crying. She hugged Laura tightly.

K - “I don’t know what happened. All I know is that I felt the ground shaking then the house went up in flames. I’m so sorry.”

She looks back to see the smoke through the trees. She can’t believe her family is dead. She feels Kate let go and stronger arms wrap around her. She leans back into her mate.

For some odd reason she doesn’t feel that bad as she should. No, she feels stronger. She heard Deaton walk up next to her.

L - “What happened?” She demanded.

D - “The Nemeton was stronger than I thought. This was its last resort. I’m sorry I couldn’t stop it before it happened. But it’s dead. Now this land will be safe again.”

She looks at him. He gasped when he saw her eyes. They were glowing bright red. Her mother died passing the alpha Spark to her. She got her wish.

G - “We need to go.”

She turned around frowning.

L - “Why?”

G - “Because the fire was not planned. So my family and I need to leave or there will be problems.”

L - “But-“

G - “I know my pet. But it will be ok. You take your brother and keep him safe. When it’s time to come back here. When the land is clean and new. We will meet again and then you will be the alpha of this territory. So just wait my pet.”

She nodded her head. They told her that would have to happen. That her family would have to leave so the territory can be cleansed or whatever. She kisses him one last time.

Then heads back to Derek when the firefighters and police start to show up.

~ Peter Hale ~

He only got out by pure luck. But the cost was hearing his family being burned alive. He crawled away from the fire. He could barely move with all the pain he was feeling from the burns.

Till he couldn’t move anymore. When he was laying there he caught a glimpse of his niece. There standing in the woods watching the fire is Laura hugging Kate Argent.

Then he sees Gerard Argent take his daughter’s place. Then proceeds to kiss his niece. Watching this all he feels is anger and pain. He can’t do anything when darkness slowly takes him.

All he knows is that he will get revenge for his family. He will make them pay. He will kill all of them. No one messes with the Hale pack and gets away with it.

! No one !

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Stiles’s first memory was at a Group Home. He remembers a girl no older than thirteen taking care of him. While the Head Lady gets high of the money the states give her.

That’s all he knew at first. You stay quiet and don’t make a mess. Be good on visiting days and when the state people come and check on them. Be silent and unnoticed and you’ll be fine.

He was doing good till the beating started. He was at a new place again but this time it was him there with the man. It happens like this. The man starts to drink. The man drinks too much. Then the man comes looking for something to hit. Then it’s pain and fuzziness for the rest of night.

That man is the first one he decided he didn’t want to come back to. He left after the first beating and never came back. He got picked up by the cops at the end of that week.

But that’s how his childhood went. Till he started to do his own things. He started thinking about himself instead of others. He became an adult instead of a child. He stopped caring about birthdays and holidays and started worrying about food and somewhere to sleep.

That was till things started changing. Even though it was never celebrated. He knew when his birthday was. So when he turned nine on January eighth. He thought it was just a normal day. He’s never celebrated it and he told anyone how cared enough he didn’t want to.

He was actually sent back to one of his not so fun houses he’s lived in. They told him it was because they were running out of places to put him. This house was run by an old couple that believed all boys were going to hell. So of course boys are what they took care of. So they can teach them right from wrong.

The man’s name was Ernest and his wife’s name was Adeline. They did have a daughter of their own but she killed herself after she was raped an fell into a depression. That’s what caused the old couple’s hatred. So they had a bright idea one day to help change the way of men. By punishing them from a young age.

Their way of punishing them was by strapping collars and cuffs on them. The collars were to keep them in place. They were connected to a chain that was connected to a pipe hanging from the ceiling. The cuffs were for his hand to stay behind their backs so they couldn’t touch anything. There was one for your feet but those were for bad boys they said. He must’ve always been a bad boy because he always handed them one.

They would keep you in one room where there was a toilet and mats to lay on. Well when he returned he was the only boy there this time. So all the punishments went to him. But this time was different. They must have changed it up from the last time he was here. Because Ernest brought out a whip that had small metal hooks on it.

He would whip him while he read from the Bible. At this point he knew the Bible from beginning to end. He could read all of it out loud word for word from memory. So him being able to do that made it easier to slip away into his mind.

But that night something felt different. The beatings seemed harder than usual. He didn’t do anything today except get whipped till it was night time. He thought that night he was going to die.

It happened when it was one of the times Ernest had a break. The pain from his back was excruciating. He could feel it was pausing. He looked up into the one window they had in the room. It was a small one that was just next to the ceiling. He could see the full moon shining through. That’s when the pain started getting worse. It moved all over his body.

He started to feel bones breaking and moving. By the time Ernest came back to punish him some more all he could feel was pain. He didn’t remember what happened after that.

When he woke up the next day he wasn’t in the room anymore or changed up. The caller was still around his neck but the chain was broken. He looked around to find himself in a bedroom that he’d never seen before. Getting up hurts but not as much as last night.

When he was about to see himself he could see he was covered in blood. He looked around the room to see it was destroyed. Walking out he noticed he was still in the old couple’s house. But now it was covered in blood and there were scratches on things like a wild animal destroying everything.

He was disgusted by the blood. No, he actually felt proud of it. When he found out the blood led to two unrecognizable bodies of Ernest and Adeline he smiled. He walked into one of the cleaners' bathrooms to clean up.

When he looked at himself in the mirror he noticed he changed. Before he looked like skin and bones literally. With him not being fed enough he had no weight. He was losing hair so he didn’t have that much of it. And his eyes were brown.

Now he had weight from eating a big meal and muscle to go with it. His hair looked healthy; it was brown with some black mixed in. But the thing that changed the most was his eyes. One was a honey brown and the other was a bright blue. It kinda reminded him of huskies blue eyes.

He took off the collar around his neck letting it fall to the ground. He noted the scars that were there are gone. Turning around he looked at his back. He was shocked to find most of the scars were gone. The only ones left were the ones that were too deep to heal fully.

That’s when he heard and felt her.

🐺 - “Don’t be scared about your new looks child. When a werewolf accepts their wolf their body changes with it.”

S - “A werewolf?”

🐺 - “Yes, a werewolf. That is what you are.”

Wow ok so he's going crazy. He’s finally hearing voices in his head. He moved to the shower to clean off the blood. He does it without thinking. His body is moving on its own while his mind is running a mile a minute.

🐺 - “Breathe Child!”

His body did what the wolf commanded it to. With air going to his brain he finally calms down. So he’s a werewolf and a born one at that.

S - “What do I call you?”

He could feel the wolf moving her head to the side. He imagined she looked like a little puppy turning their heads in that cute way that makes you want to kiss their face. He chuckled at that thought.

🐺 -“You may call me Cassie.”

When he got out of the shower he found his bag in the locked closet. Breaking the lock was quite easy for some reason. But he got out a pair of clothes that would actually fit now. A pair of old jeans with a black long sleeve shirt.

He grabbed his bag that was actually a small book bag he had from his first group home. It didn’t have anything in it now that his clothes were out of it. He didn’t have much of anything to his name really.

He walked back into the couple’s bedroom looking for his folder with all of his information in it. The social worker he has only keeped one to give to his new care workers and one that was in the system.

When he found it he went looking for money. He found there money they had in a safe they had hidden away because they didn’t believe in banks or credit cards to handle their money.

They actually had a lot of it. They were all in thick envelopes that said how much was in them on it. When it was all in his back he had up to $195 thousand dollars. Which was a lot more money He thought they had.

When he walked out the room being careful where he stepped. He walked to the front do where Ernest liked to keep his wallet at. He grabbed it and put it in his back pocket. He looked to see the sun was just now starting to rise. He walked into the room that was forbidden to enter. Their daughter's room.

Walking in he noticed the room was plain and didn’t have that much stuff in it. He walks towards the closet to find a pair of shoes since he didn’t know where he was. He found a pair of black boots that looked new and haven’t been worn yet. Grabbing a pair of socks he put the boots on he was shocked that they fit.

He left the room grabbing a red hoodie on the way. He closed the door and left the house. This will be the last time he’s ever going to a foster home. With the money and his new friend he will take care of himself. He’s already had to do that so what’s different.

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Now what does a nine year old do with all that money he stole. Well he used the money from the wallet first. Since it wasn’t in hundreds or fifty that might cause some problems if a nine year old is paying for stuff with a hundred dollar bill.

So he walks into town to find a Convenient Store.
He walked in and headed towards where they kept the burner phones. He grabbed two of them then went to grab the cards to activate them with. He heads towards the drinks side and grabs a large bottle of water. Then towards the snacks side grab some granola bars.

When he walks up to the cashier he gets a confused look from the man behind it. With him being taller than usual he looks more eleven then nine. He puts his items on the counter. The man raises his eyebrows at the phones. He does his best innocent smile.

S - “There for me and my friend. Our parents don’t want us to have real phones yet so we asked around and heard of this. So we are using our money to buy it.”

The man's eyes widened at his explanation.

❓- “That’s smart”

He paid the man and left with his stuff in a bag. He puts it in his bag then heads towards the library that is closest to him. When he walks in he heads towards the front desk. There was an old lady sitting there working on the computer.

S - “Excuse me ma’am. Do you have the current phone book by chance? I forgot my mom’s number.”

The old lady looks up at him and smiles kindly. She reached down and pulled out the big phone book.

📚 - “Here you good lady.”

S - “Thank you.”

He grabs the book he heads towards the nearest table. He opens it to the hotel section. He finds the list but then looks at their location. He pulls out his phone and a card and sets it up before calling the number.

The phone rings for a bit then some man answers.

📞 - “Hello?”

S - “Hello I was wondering what your rooms cost?”

📞 - “Well it will depend on how long you stay but if you're staying for one night it’s 30$.”

S - “Ok thank you I’m on my way there. Is it ok if I had my son bring in the money while I park?”

📞 - “Yup just send him in with the money and I’ll give him the keys.”

He hung up and put his phone in his pocket. He grabbed the book and took it back to the old lady. He started to walk towards the hotel he called. He eats his granola bar on the way, throwing away the rapper. He walks into the hotel. It's one of those ones that you don’t want your kids in. But they don’t ask unwanted questions so it’s fine for now.

He pays for the night and gets the keys for his room. He walked into room number thirteen and looked at the door. He put his bag on the small bed and laid down on it. He needed to make up a plan to decide what he was going to do.

He grabbed the remote to turn on the tv. He turned the tv volume down low so it was background noise. He sat up and criss crossed his legs. He grabbed his bag and grabbed his file out of it.

It was bigger than most because of all the places he went to. But he didn’t care about that part. No, he wanted to know more about himself. He found his information and started to read. In the top part it says his last name is Hale. It said here that his mom left him in the hospital after she gave birth to him.

Well ok that solved two problems. He did really know his last name so there’s that. He also wondered if he had any family but this doesn’t list her name or mention a father. So that’s a dead end. While he was just staring at the paper he remembered the voice in his head.

🐺 - “I’m not a voice in your head. I’m your wolf. So stop calling me that.”

S - “Sorry Cassie. I’m just not used to you yet.”

🐺 - “It’s ok child but there is a place for you to go.”

S - “What do you mean? Where?”

🐺 - “Well what I haven’t told you is. You aren’t my first human. For some reason inside of dying with my human. I was given to you with all my memories and knowledge intact.”

S - “Who was your last human?”

🐺 - “Her name was Talia Hale. If what I'm feeling is right then she would be your grandmother.”

S - “Grandmother, so does that mean you know who my mother is?”

🐺 - “Yes, your mother’s name is Laura Hale. But I do not know your father. The smell is familiar but that’s it.”

Well at least he knows her name now. But he shoved that thought away. She didn’t want him so he doesn’t want her.

S - “You mentioned some places to go.”

🐺 - “Yes, there’s even a number you can call if it’s still in service. There is a pack that I remember fondly. They would take in pups without packs.”

S - “Ok let me get my phone.”

He grabs his phone from his bag. He typed in the number Cassie gave him. When it started making ringing sounds he knew it wasn’t out of service. It rang twice before a deep voice came through.

❓ - “Who is this and how did you get this number?”

S - “Hello my name is Stiles Hale and I was told this number from a friend. Um I might have the wrong number sorry-“

❓ - “Did you say Hale? It's impossible they died in a fire; there were only two survivors. Their names weren’t Stiles.”

S - “Well that’s because I’m Taila Hale’s son. But she gave me up so I didn’t know I was a werewolf till I killed my abusive Foster Parents. On my ninth birthday.”

The phone was quiet after that. He looks at his phone to make sure he didn’t lose the call.

❓ - “Where are you at?”

S - “I’m in a hotel right now, why?”

B - “Because if you don’t have a pack then you need one. My name is Hank Bayard, the alpha of the Bayard pack. I will send some to get you if you would like.”

“Yeah that would be good because the news is airing the killing of my Foster Parents and my picture as a missing person. So that would be really nice.”

He heard the man cursing then he’s talking to someone else. He was distracted by the tv. It was a young picture of him but it still looked like him. If anyone that has seen him today has seen this then he’s in trouble.

He turned back into what the man was saying.

“Can you tell us where you are please?”

“Yeah I’m at Golden Eagle Hotel in Newtown, North Carolina.”

“Ok I have someone nearby to pick you up. What is your room number?”

“Room thirteen.”

“Ok don’t answer the door till you smell another wolf there do you understand?”

“Yes.”

With that he hung up and watched the tv. His case worker was talking about him. He laughed because what she was saying was complete shit. He turned off the TV, which was enough for the day.

He put all of his things back in his bag. When there was a knock on the door. He turned towards the door. The man he got the key from was standing behind the door. He could hear keys jamming into the keyhole. He started to walk back towards the bathroom.

Before he could get there the door opened. The nasty looking man was looking at him like he was a prize. The man started walking towards him but he didn’t let him close. Instead he turned around and ran into the bathroom. He locked the door before the man could get in.

The man started to bang on the door. Till he could hear keys again. He moved into the tub. His breathing was going faster than he could handle. Cassie was trying to talk to him but it wasn’t working. The man opened the door then the pain started.

~ Ash Bayard ~

Ash was out in the next town over doing something for his brother when he got a phone call. He pulled out his phone to see his brother calling him.

A - “Hey what’s up Hank. I was just about to start heading back-“

“I need you to head to Golden Eagle Hotel. There’s a pup there that needs you to pick him up now.”

“What? What is going on?”

He grabs his stuff then heads out to his car faster then he means to. His brother sounds urgent. His brother only sounds like this when something bad happens. He gets in the car, turning it on and heading towards the hotel. For some odd reason that hotel sounds familiar for some reason.

“Because that hotel is run by Hunters for hunters. Now a pup is there alone and doesn’t know the dangers he’s in.”

He started to drive faster. He ends the call with his brother when he gets to the hotel. He doesn’t need any more information because he smells blood. Walking towards the small he gets to room thirteen.

Walking in he found a man on the floor dead. He’s being torn apart by a black and brown wolf.

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~ Ash Bayard ~

When Ash opened the door he didn’t expect a fully turned werewolf in the room. He expected a boy that was half werewolf shift killing to protect himself. Not this we’ll not the killing part because he understands when they're young your instinct is harder to handle. Especially when they're in danger.

So when the wolf that looked fully grown started to grow at him and was about to attack. He shined his eyes and put his hand up to show he wasn’t a threat. The wolf looked like she was calming down. He moved to close the door keeping his eyes on the wolf.

A - “I’m just closing the door so nobody will come in.”

He looked at the man to make sure he’s acting dead. That’s when he noticed the big hole in his stomach. He looked around the room to see the bathroom door was open and that looks to be where the blood started.

A - “You did a good job at protecting yourself.”

He tried to listen to see where the boy he came here for was. But he didn’t hear any other heart beat other than his and the wolf’s. He went to move to see the room better but the wolf growled at him in warning.

A - “I will stay put but I was sent here for a boy. Was he here when you showed up?”

The wolf looked at him confused. She sat down next to her kill steadying him. He tried to look less threatening but it was a little harder with his strong build. Then he started to hear bones breaking. He watched as the she wolf turned back into her human form.

But he is shocked when the body is the size of a nine year old boy inside of a grown adult female. The boy looks up at him with blood all over him. There was more on his face than anywhere else.

A - “Hello my name is Ash Bayard. My brother called me and told me you need help. Well you did but it seems you had it handled.”

The boy steadys him from where he’s sitting.

S - “My name is Stiles Hale.”

He smiles at the boy. Then look around the room again making sure to keep an ear out just in case.

“It would probably be good if you shower and put some clothes on before we go.”

The boy nodded his head. He gets up heading towards the bathroom not caring about walking in the blood. When he looks at the kid from behind he notices the scars on his back. They must have been deep if they were still there after his first shift. Since when you shift for the first time and scars or wounds usually heal up or go away.

When the kid comes back out he has a red hoodie on Jean shorts that looked like they were pants. With black boots on. He watches where he steps so he does get blood on his boots.

The kid grabs his bag and they head out to his car. They make sure no one sees them but before they leave. The kid walks into the front desk area. He walks into the side room. Ash follows him into the room wondering what he’s doing.

~ Stiles ~

Stiles notices cameras on the way in. So he heads where this dirty ass building would have kept them. He opens the side door to find a room full of guns and knives. He only looks at them for a minute. When the shock was over he walked over to the monitors.

Now he used to live with this man that worked for security. He was actually one of the nice ones. It was on one of those take your kids to work day. When we got to the security firm he works at. He took him into a room with a lot of huge monitors.

He was so excited to show him how they work. He even showed how you could reset it. But you have to be careful or you could lose all your data. He reached into the back to find the button that had groves on it. It was those bumps for blind people to read.

He pushed it down twice when he found it. Then waited for a minute then he held down the button till he heard a beep. He walks towards the computer and sees the fail safe was activated. He grabs the keys he stole from the guy he killed.

There was a USB as he took off the key chain. He put it in his pocket leaving the keys here. He finds another USB that was still in the package.opening it he put it in the computer. They he watched as everything was saved on the monitors. When it beeps again it shows that it was done loading.

He walks back out to Ash. The man keeps sending him confused looks but he ignores it. He eventually fell asleep on the car ride to wherever.

~ Time Skip ~

Stiles is rudely awakened by someone tapping his shoulder. He moves to lay away from the taping. He hears someone chuckling. He falls asleep again. He doesn’t wake up till he hears something talking.

He sends a warning growl at whoever decided to talk so loudly. He moves to cover his face from the light. He does care who it was. They should understand it’s rude talk while it’s nap time.

~ Ash Bayard ~

When he got to the Pack House the kid was out like a light. He tried to wake him up by tapping on his shoulder but nothing. So he picked him up.

The boy wrapped his arms around his neck. He made sure he wasn’t going to fall. Then he grabbed the kids bag and locked the car. This was probably the first time a kid has ever fallen asleep on his shoulder. Usually kids stay away from him because of his scars.

Unlike his older brother Hank. He wasn’t born a werewolf. He was born a human till an instant happened. He was scratched by a rogue alpha. That’s what turned him and because the scratch is the reason. They didn’t go away when he turned.

So having three scratch marks down his face. Doesn’t do well for his image. With his being the left hand it helps him seem intimidating. Though so that’s a plus.

When he got into the Pack House all eyes were on him and the pup. It’s not the first time a pup was brought in to join the pack. That’s one of the big things they deal with in the pack. They make sure every pup has a home and a pack to call their own.

That’s how he and his brother joined the pack at the beginning. The rogue Alpha killed his parents and tried to kill him. But his brother saved him.

When he got to his brother's office he knocked on the door. Then he walked in the room and it went quiet. His brother smiled at him. His right hand and his first two beta were in the room. He went to sit down in his chair that he’s claimed from the beginning.

He moved the kid into a more comfortable position. When Camela came his way looking angry. She tried to grab the kid from him. He was going to let him till something clicked inside him. He wrapped his arms around him and growled at her.

With her being the right hand she has seniority. But not over him being the left hand. She backed away and showed her neck. The betas were standing up with confusion across their faces.

He was honestly shocked too. This has never happened before. He feels protective over the kid. He’s only felt this way with his brother. When she was far enough away he stopped growing.

He looked down at the kid. He watches as the kid moves his face toward his neck blocking the sun from his face. Then he felt a vibration from within himself. His eyes widened and looked at his brother. He was purring trying to soothe hi- the pup.

H - “Now this is a change from what I thought was going to happen. Little brother, I think the pup likes you.”

He rolled his eyes at his brother. Looking down at the pup. He could feel the new bond forming. This kid created a bond with him. He was shocked and surprised and maybe a little scared.

He doesn’t know if he’s ready for this type of responsibility yet. But when the kid growls because the people in the room are talking too loud. Well he might be ready to take care of the kid.

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~ Stiles ~

When he started to awaken he was confused. He was laying on something warm and he hasn’t felt this safe in a while. He moved to get more comfortable. There was people talking quietly but stopped when he moved.

He didn’t want to open his eyes but he needed to know where he was. He opened his eyes to see a lady sitting in a chair looking like she was in time out for some. Then next to her were two boys that were messing around with each other. Not even paying attention to what’s going on around them. Not that he had a clue what was happening either.

Then he turned his head to see the other side of the room. There was a man staring at him. He looked like he was trying not to smile for some reason. He was starting to not like him staring. So he sassed the man.

S - “Take a picture, it will last longer.”

The man’s eyes widened and he started to chuckle. Then he felt a vibration coming from what he was laying on. Looking behind him he saw the man that came and got him from the hotel.

Now he noticed that he was laying on the man and his arm was wrapped around him protectively but loosely. So he could get out if he wanted to. Now he noticed that he was confused why he didn’t want to move. Usually he hated peoples touching him.

But he did hate it so with every looking at him now that he talked. He turned around and hid his face in the man’s neck. Now that he couldn’t see there eyes he started to calm down.

~ Ash Bayard ~

After he growled at Camela the room was quiet till his brother started the meeting. They kept their voices down so they didn’t wake the pup. He usually doesn’t talk during meetings unless he’s asked something. That’s just how he usually is.

Because he wasn’t fully engaged in the conversation he was the first to notice when hi- the pup started to wake up. He didn’t open his eyes right away but when he did he looked at everyone in the room. When he was sleeping he moved around till he was facing away from him. So he was able to look at everyone else.

His brother was the next to notice and when the kid noticed Hank was looking at him. Well let’s just say his pup is sassy when he wakes up.

S - “Take a picture, it will last longer.”

He smirks trying to keep in his chuckle. But the kid must have felt it because he looked up at him. He watched as emotions flashed across his face so fast. That if he wasn’t watching he wouldn’t have noticed. He noted he was confused and nervous.

But before he could say anything the staring must’ve gotten too much because he turned around to hide from them. By putting his head back where he was at first before he started to move around.

He moved his arms to wrap around him but not where he couldn’t get out if he wanted to. He’s honestly shocked that the pup stayed with him. He thought he would get off of him right when he noticed he was laying on someone.

He looked at his brother when he stopped laughing.

H - “Well I guess since the sleeping guest is finally awake. We can get to know him some more if that’s ok?”

He could feel his pup move his head so he could see everyone still. But stayed laying on him. He was about to say something when Camela got up again. She looked at him angrily.

Now this isn’t new. Camela was the last alpha daughter. She was trained to be the right hand from birth. When he and Hank joined the pack she didn’t like them. She was mad they keeped moving up the ranks in the pack.

Till his brother was eighteen and he became the head beta of the pack. When the last one that was mentoring him passed away. When that happened she tried to date Hank but it didn’t happen because Hank didn’t like women.

So when her father passed the alpha spark to Hank when it came time for it. Hank decided to make her his right hand. She was ok with his brother. She still flirts but not as much as before. But for some reason she hated his guts. He thinks it’s because he wasn’t born a werewolf but bitten. Her mother was the same way.

So when she started walking back up to him he new it wasn’t going to end well.

C - “Why are you still holding him? Why don’t you let himg-“

She grabs the pup before he could do anything. He watches as panic flashes in the pup's eyes. Then what happens next happens in slow motion.

He watches as the pup's eyes turn a bright blue. Then his body started to change into his wolf form. It happened so fast the next thing that happened was the wolf slashed at Camela. The claws were big and sharp and slashed across her face. Making her let the wolf go.

When the wolf was on the ground it grew to its fill height. The black and brown fur was thick except the parts that were missing from the scars. Then she turned around and growled at her. It was about to attack when his brother started to speak in his alpha voice.

H - “Stop this instant and calm down.”

He watched as the wolf stopped in her tracks. She moved her head back and forth. Then to his surprise and everyone else she denied the command. She was about to lunge again but he yelled stop this time.

He watched as the wolf stopped in tracks and turned to look at him. That’s when he got a good look at her face. Her eyes were blue but on the outside part that is usually white. Instead It was red making her eyes look scarier. Her fangs were long and sharp.

A - “She didn’t mean to scare you or grab you like that without your permission. She wasn’t thinking straight and forgot how to be polite. I’m sorry she scared your pup. But please don’t hurt her anymore.”

He doesn’t know why he’s trying to talk her down. When the alpha voice his brother used didn’t even work that long on her. But he could till this wolf is different from his pup. He doesn’t know why but he just knows.

To his shock the wolf turns around fully and walks back to him. She grows at the beta when they are too close. When she got to him she sat in front of him. Now that she’s close he notices that she is huge. She is bigger than any grown werewolf that could shift. Well once he has seen.

She didn’t shift back but didn’t move from her spot. The betas went to check on Camela. He looks at her to see she is pale and shaky. He noted the scratch on her face that is from her ear to her chin. Hasn’t started to heal. By the looks of it might not heal.

He moves to sit back down with the wolf sitting in front of him. He watches as she stands with the help from the betas. She looked up at him with hatred and was about to say something. But is stopped by a dangerous growl from the wolf in front of him. She shuts up and leaves the room to probably head to the healer.

H - “Well that was interesting.”

He looks at his brother like he’s an idiot. The she wolf sends a little growl in Hank's way. But lays down and starts to clean her paws while looking at the beta.

He could tell the betas were starting to get nervous with the staring. So he looks at Hank and sees him staring at the wolf in confusion. He cleared his throat to get his brother's attention. When he did he motion towards the two betas.

H - “Jessie and Hayden, why don’t you go and keep an eye on Camela for me. Let me know when she is out of the healers.”

They nodded their heads and left. When the door closed they looked down at the wolf laying in the office. The wolf didn’t show any signs of change back. So he asked her if she wanted to.

The wolf looked up at him from cleaning her paws.

~ Stiles ~

🐺 - “They want us to change back. Do you want to pup?”

S - “We might as well sense we can’t really talk in this form.”

🐺 - “Ok, pup.”

When he turned back he noticed that the room was a little cold with no clothes on. Ash leaned to the side of his chair and folded his hoodie he was wearing. He put it on and was glad it was big enough to reach his knees.

When he had it on he noticed he still had blood on his fingers. So he rubbed his hand on his hoodie and went to sit down on Ash’s lap. When he did he felt warmer so he laid back so his head was on Ash’s chest.

He looked at the older brother. He must have been the one he called for help. Well he was starting again. So he did the same thing as last time.

S - “Do you have a staring problem or something?”

He got a laugh from the brother and a chuckle from Ash.

H - “Well you're just full of surprises aren’t you?”

He rolled his eyes and started play with Ash’s hand.

H - “So let's start from the beginning. What’s your name?”

S - “Stiles Hale”

He could feel Ash freeze when he mentioned his last name. He didn’t look at him to see why. No he keeped his eyes on the older brother. He doesn’t know this so he doesn’t trust him like he does Ash for some reason.

H - “Well nice to meet you Stiles Hale in person. Can you tell me about yourself?”

S - “Well this is all stuff I found out recently so don’t talk till I’m done.”

He sends a glare towards Hank. The man just smiles at him so he continues. He starts playing with Ash’s hand again.

“My mother’s name is Laura Hale. She gave birth to me on January 8th, 2005. She gave me up after. I was put in foster care where I would be jumping from different ones till my last one. My last one was with an old couple that hated men.

The daughter was raped by a man and she killed herself after. So they hated men because they were the reason their daughter was dead. So they decided to become a foster home for only boys.

They told us it was because they want to teach them how to be good men when they grow up. But really it was to punish this for the misdeeds of one man. They would whip you while you read from the Bible.

I didn’t know it at the time but I was there on my ninth birthday. The old man decided that day he would hit me hard for some reason. But the next thing I noticed was that I was in their room. Sleeping on their bed and covered in blood.

That’s when I noticed I killed them. With that came the voice in my head that I now know was Cassie. Then after that I went to the hotel with the money I stole from the old man’s wallet. Then I called you and then I killed someone again and now I’m here.”

When he was done telling his short story he just layed there. For some reason he’s ok that he killed two people. When he thought that flashes popped in his mind. But he shoved those away. He didn’t want to remember that right now.

H - “Well that was a very interesting story. Thank you for telling us.”

He hummed showing that he heard him. He just really would like to be somewhere else right now. He doesn’t like this man but Cassie said he would help. So he has to stay, unfortunately.

With that he starts drifting off. He falls back asleep. This man better keep him safe or he will sick Cassie on him.

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~ Stiles ~

When he awakens again this time he’s not sleeping on someone. But he is sleeping on a bed so that’s a plus. He gets up to look around to find out where he is. He’s in someone's room that is mostly filled with dark colors.

He smells the air and it smells like Ash. So this must be his room. He gets off the bed to find a bathroom. Looking around he only sees two doors that are closed that could be his options.

So he does the sensible thing and does Eenie Meenie, Miny, Mo in his head. It’s never led him wrong before so let hope it doesn’t now. That leads him to the door closest to his closet.

He opens the door and smiles when it’s the bathroom. He walks in and takes care of his business and washes his hands. When he steps out of the bathroom he heads toward the other door and opens it a little bit. So he could just look through.

He only saw an empty hallway. He looks back towards the room to see if anything he needs is there. That’s when he noticed his bag was gone. He turned around and left the room to find his bag.

He chose the right side of the hallway would be the best start. He started walking, making sure to be quiet and keep an ear out. For anyone that is walking his way. He stops at the first window he sees. Looking out he only sees trees.

When he continues walking he spots a set of stars. Heading down then he finds himself in a huge living room space. He was just looking at all the stuff in the room when he heard someone walking his way. So he runs to the front doors heading outside.

He looks around the front yard. It’s huge, it's just this big circle of grass encased by trees. The only way out is the long driveway. That leads to the main road probably. He doesn’t know what to do now. He was looking for his bag but now he’s outside.

He was turning around when he hit something hard with his face. Rubbing his forehead he looks up to a smirking Ash.

“Why are you built like a brick house?” That got a chuckle from the man. Stiles huffed and started to walk around him. When the man picked him up like he was a child.

“Hey put me down. I’m not a little baby that needs to be carried all of the time.” Just to make his anger known he hits the man on the chest. That caused one of Ash’s eyebrows to raise.

“If you're not a child then why did you just hit me?” Stiles growled a little at him. The man turned around to head inside. “I hit you because you have a stupid face.” The man continued to walk through the living room. He walks into a huge kitchen and plops him down on the counter.

“Are you hungry?” Before he could say something sassy his belly growled. His face started to warm up a bit. He looked away and crossed his arms with a huff.

Ash chuckled again and started gathering all the stuff he needed. While he was doing that Stiles occupied himself by looking around the room. He must have spaced out because Ash was picking him up and putting him on a seat at a big table.

“You know I can walk right?” He wasn’t as made this time because food was placed in front of him. It was grilled steak cut up with boiled potatoes and green beans. “Thank You.” He turned to Ash who was sitting next to him. With the same thing but in bigger quantities. He waited till he took the first bite to start eating.

Let’s just say that Ash could carry him around all he wants if he gets food that takes this good. He made sure to eat slowly so he didn’t look like a slob and get it taken away.

Ashe made a grunting sound and waited till Stiles was looking at him before taking. “I would like for you to live here with me.” That is not what Stiles expected him to say. So he said the only thing he thought of at the moment. “Why?”

Ash put his silverware down to give him his full attention. “First it’s not good for a pup to be all alone. Second because you probably didn’t notice and that’s ok but we bonded. I think it was because I was the first wolf you’ve come in contact with.”

He knew he trusted Ash for some reason. He could feel it in his chest. He’s more calm with Ash around unlike he was with Hank or that girl. He also didn’t want to leave him either. “If I stay, what will happen?”

“You’ll get your own room right next to mine. That you are allowed to decorate however you want it to be. With you staying here you will start school at the boarding school that all of the other kids go to. After that you will have training with me to learn everything you should have been taught from the beginning and more.”

That was a lot to think about. First he would be getting his own room for the first time. Then he would be going back to school which isn’t that fun. But the training sounds fun though. He finished eating while he thought about it.

He could tell through their bond that Ash was nervous. So when he was done he turned to the man. “I will stay but if anyone tries something I will act. That won’t change at all just because I’m finally in a safe environment. That’s how I have always been and it won’t change.”

Ash picks up their empty plate and sends him a small smile. “I expect nothing different from you. I don’t want you to change from who you are.” That got a smile out of Stiles. “Then I guess I’m your problem now.” That got a full belly laugh from Ash.

He gets up to help with the dishes. Yeah maybe this new adventure won’t be so bad.

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*RING* *RING* *RING*

[ Hello this is Stiles… if this is important then talk after the beep. And I will call you back when I can. If this is about something stupid then hang up so as not to waste my time…] *BEEP*

“Hello Stiles you may not know me but I’m your mother. My name is Laura Hale. I know this is out of the blue and everything… but I was wondering if you would like to meet up? I know it’s probably not going to happen if you're anything like me.” She chuckled softly.

“But if you do, I would like that very much. You can call me back at this number -“

He pulled his phone away from his ear. He looks up at the sky and huffs. Hitting his phone on his hip for a bit he closes his phone. He walks over the dead body of a hunter. He walks towards his baby blue jeep. The second woman he has in his life that he cares about Rosco.

Getting in he sits there for a bit. Reaching over he grabs a pack of baby wipes and cleans off his hands. Before starting the car and starting driving home.

“What should I do Cassie?” She’s been quiet after they listen to the voicemail. He stares ahead to watch the road. They're half way home when she answers.

“I think you should see her. But be careful I never trusted her before the fire and I still don’t.” She says softly and calmly. He hums and grabs his phone. Calling the first number on the speed dial.

It only rings twice till someone picks up. “How did it go?” He smiles and relaxes. “The Hunters are all dead. The two wolves they had held captive. Are back with their packs and safe. I got here before anything could have happened so that’s great. I will go into more detail when I get home.”

The man on the other end hummed proudly. “Good job pup now get home safe.” Hanging up the phone. He placed it into the cup holder and turned up the music. He pushed down on the petal to go faster. To get home faster.

The warm feeling he feels in his chest makes him smile. He thinks back to the day Ash claimed him as his son. How happy and nervous the man was when he said yes. The man was a father to him before he even noticed. So nothing changed except for the bond they had got stronger.

He rubbed his chest just remembering it. When he pulled into the pack house of the Bayard Pack. He walks in not stopping till he gets to the alpha’s office door and knocks. He walks in before getting an answer. He walks in and stands in front of Hank's desk.

His dad was sitting next to the man’s desk. Taking a quick look he noticed the man was holding back a chuckle. That’s when he takes a glance around the room. He sees Hank's Right Hand standing behind him. She was glaring at me with her arms crossed and tapping her foot impatiently. Looking back at the alpha he does care what he interrupted if it was her that was taking.

Hank was smiling like she was trying to stop laughing. “Hello Stiles, I’m glad you're back from your mission. How did it go?” He asks, sitting straight as an alpha should.

“After I left yesterday I went to the spot the Cole Pack mentioned. There I found out was a bar that was in the middle of nowhere. Walking in I could tell the bar was a meeting point for hunters. Walking in like a kid that was lost they didn’t suspect a thing.

Before I left I asked for a drink and some food. The food was least with wolfsbane but it was enough not to affect me. So after I finished the food the group stopped caring about what I did. Since it was early in the morning I asked for a drink and sat with some of the chatty people.

After a while and a few more drinks one of the guys spilled where they keeped the to werecoyotes. After I got that information I left and headed that way.

It was an underground bunker. Before they noticed me I took out their watchers and went in and killed the other. I called the Cole Pack and they sent someone to get them. Then headed here soon after everything was dealt with.”

The room is quiet after he’s done. As they think about what he just said. They dismissed him soon after he told them where everything was. Walking out of the room he heads toward his room. Walking in he headed toward the bathroom.

Taking all his clothes off he looks into the mirror. He doesn’t look that much different from the last time he looked at himself. He has more muscle than he had before. With his dad training regiment he’s on. He’s built up over time. He’s also taller than an average fourteen year old too.

His hair stayed the same over the years. Fluffy with brown and black mixed. It’s gotten long enough for him to put it all in a small bun though so that’s a plus. He still has scars all over.

The thing that probably changed the most is the black ink looking symbols on his body. After he decided to stay with the Bayard Pack. They had their Emissary look at him. Sense he acts differently from normal werewolves. That’s when they found out he’s not just a werewolf but a spark too.

He didn’t know what a spark was but the Emissary said that there a strong magic used that uses belief to power their magic. After that he had training like a werewolf and also training to help him understand his magic.

That’s why he has the symbols. They help him focus his magic on something. The first one he got is the wolf that looks like him on his hip. He likes that one the most because she moves on her own but always ends up back on his hip. When he focuses his magic on her he could create a wolf that Cassie can control all on her own.

Then there’s the moon phases below his belly button. That goes from hip to hip right above where his pants would lay. Then there’s the symbols that mean different things like shield, teleport and heal. There’s one he has that if someone happens to him it will send a warning to someone he chooses. There is others that are all over his body.

He could make the symbols disappear when he wants them to. But he rather have them be seen. Then waste energy on concealing them. He gets in the shower and thinks about the phone call again. Why would that woman want to meet with him now of all things. It’s been fourteen years and now she wants to see him.

Turning off the shower he grabs a towel and wraps it around his waist. Grabbing a smaller one he starts drying his hair. Walking out he looks over to his dad that was sitting on the chair next to the bookshelf. Reading a book.

Liking the quiet he grabs a pair of black sweatpants to put on. Getting dressed he grabs his phone to play the voicemail. His dad puts the book down that he was reading to listen. When the voicemail was done he walks over to sit on his bed while looking at his dad. Waiting for him to put his thoughts in order.

~ Ash Bayard ~

After listening to the voicemail he couldn’t stop the anger that came after. He was angry that she thought she could just call after so long and everything would be fine. Like she didn’t just leave her pup at the hospital and not care what happened after. He looks up at his pup and takes a good look at him.

Stiles was always good at hiding his true emotions. But if you know where to look you would know what he’s feeling. The way he’s messing with his fingers unconsciously tells him. That his son is nervous even if he doesn’t want to admit it.

He closed his eyes and breathed deeply and out. When he's calmer he opens his eyes. “What do you want to do?” He asked softly. He watched as his pup thinks for a bit. Then leans forward to get off the bed. Walking to sit on his lap he wraps his arms around his son. Holding him firmly letting him know that he’s here and not going anywhere. No matter what.

“At first I wanted to block and delete the voicemail. But I couldn’t move my finger to do it. Then I played it again and again and after awhile. I got mad because why would she call now. Then on the way home I thought about it more and I was more curious to see the reason as to why more than wanting to know her. So I thought I would go and see what’s up then if it’s not worth my time I’ll leave and forget she ever existed. Like she did to me.”

He hummed to show he was listening. He knows his son can handle himself. He knows he’s capable of anything when he puts his mind to it. Looking at his pups eyes. Looking at the beautiful honey brown and bright baby blue staring into his eyes. He moves to sent his son and chuckles when his son goes boneless in his arms.

“If that’s what you want to do. Then ok but if it becomes too much you call me you got it.” He said sternly, holding his son tighter.

“I promise dad I will” after that they just sit there together. Thinking of the past that led them to this moment.

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~ After the night of the fire ~

Gerard Argent was at his son's home packing his bag to leave when his phone rang. Picking it up from the side table he frowned and glared. Laura Hale was calling him. With a grunt he pushed the except button he put the phone to his ear.

“What’s up baby?” He said in fake sweetness.

“Hey sweetie I was wondering if we could meet up to talk an-“

“What is it babe I have things to finish up here before I leave.” He said plainly.

Not really caring about what she said because to him she was nothing. She was just a toy for him to fuck whenever he wanted. But now with the job done she’s lost her usefulness to him.

“I’m pregnant!” She yelled through the phone.

Anger surged throughout his body. That bitch couldn’t do anything right, he thought. Then he took a deep breath. He needs to seem happy to her. So with forced happiness he continued.

“I’m so proud Pet! I’ve always wanted another child! I can’t wait to meet them. But I have to go now. I will call you when everything has died down and it’s safe to contact me again. I love you and the baby.” He said sweet.

Before she could talk again he handed up and blocked her number. With an irritated sigh he put his phone in his back pocket. Now that was dealt with he grabs his last bag from his room.

Turning around he left and headed down the stairs. There he sees Victoria standing there with little Allison. He smiled at his granddaughter when she waved at him.

Looking around he doesn’t spot his son. He was about to ask Victoria where he was. When said man came down the stairs.

“Sorry I had a phone call. Let me help you with your last bag.” Chris said as he took his father’s bag. Watching the man leave through the front door he frowned. Turning to his daughter-in-law.

“Well I will be out. Remember are deal.” He said with a glare.

Victoria nodded her head as she leaned down to pick up a tired Allison. With that he nodded his head and left. Walking out of the house he nodded to his son and got in his car.

He drove off not looking back at his son. That was watching him leave with suspicious eyes.

~ Present Time ~

Stiles watched as he drove past the Welcome to Beacon Hills sign. His grip on the steering wheel tightened. He could feel something dark as he passed the sign. But with the darkness there was also a calling for help from somewhere.

Before he could spiral into that feeling a chime from his phone got his attention. Grabbing it from the cup holder he opened his phone.

He got a text from Laura Hale, his mother saying where to meet. With a frown he reread where it said she wanted to meet right away. With a sigh he sent back an ok saying he would see her soon.

Putting the phone back in its designated cup holder. He could tell this wasn’t going to end well. But that was nothing new to him. So with that final thought he started to head to the direction she mentioned.

Going down a stone road he stops when he sees a house in his headlights or what’s left of a house that is. Turning off his car he makes sure he’s ready for anything to happen. He has a gun in his waste holder that is filled with (very) strong tranquilizers. He checks the chamber again just in case.

When he gets out he looks around. His eyes started to glow a little as he checked for any heat signatures around him. He sees one in the house who must be Laura. With a wave of his hand a form of his wolf form forms into place becoming a solid being.

Smiling down at Cassie as she heads around the house to scout out the area. He grabs his phone before he closes the car door and locks it. Putting the key in his pocket he starts walking to the house.

Scrunching his nose at the smell coming from the house. He sided as he knocked on the door. The door opened and standing there was a brown hair woman with green eyes looking at him with a smile.

“Hi Stiles.” She said sweetly. She moves to let him. He walks through the door and looks around. They walked into a living room that was still there from the fire.

Laura sat down on the couch and looked at him. He stays standing not really wanting to sit on the furniture that might break if he does. He keeps his back to the wall.

Out of the corner of his eye he can see Cassie looking in from one of the windows. With a huff he looks at his mother.

“You’ve grown so big Stiles!” She said quietly. He huffed and rolled his eyes. “Well that is what happens when you grow up from what I’ve heard.” He snarked.

Her smile twisted into a frown. She stood up and huffed. “What’s with the attitude, young man. I am your mother so start treating me like it!” She was yelling by the end of her little rant. Her eyes glowed red in anger.

Stiles huffed as he started walking towards the door but stopped. (“There’s someone walking towards the house.”) Cassie said in their mind link. He frowned as he listened. He can hear the sound of someone’s heartbeat coming this way.

When he turns around to interrupt Laura’s yelling. He stopped when he noticed something in her hand. There in her hand was a gun and by the smell of it. The bullets in it were laced with wolfsbane. He was about to use his magic.

But at that point that unknown someone threw the door open. So he couldn’t stop it when his mother aimed (horribly) at him and fired. He felt the burning pain of a gunshot in his gut.

He fell to the ground as he watched his mother turn towards the new person with the gun. Her hands were shaking as she tried to shoot them. Before that could happen the man speeds forward and grabs Laura's hand with the gun. Making her drop it.

Then he watched as the man growled loudly. Then before anyone could do anything. He bit into her throat and ripped it out. With shock eyes Stiles watched as his mother died infront of him.

The man dropped her body on the ground.

Stiles looked up at the man that was now looking at him. He watches as the burns on the man healed and his eyes glowed red.

Now that the man looks normal he could tell it was Peter Hale.

“Well hello to you Uncle.” He said historically as he held his bleeding abdomen.

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The first time Peter opened his eyes, all he could see was white.

White that brought so much pain and agony.

That’s all he felt till it changed. There was a familiar feeling of an alpha spark. That fertility brought some relief. But it didn’t last long as anger consumed him as he remembered.

He remembered all of it.

The FIRE, The SCREAMING, Then PAIN and DEATH that followed.

It consumed him till he remembered who did it.

LAURA HALE!

She wasn’t the only one but she was part of it. Getting up from the uncomfortable bed. He followed the feeling of familiarity. Which (surprisingly) brought him to where it all started.

Home…

Walking towards the house he didn’t notice the blue jeep or the wolf watching him from the shadows.

He threw the door open (dramatically) with a bang. That bang was followed by an even louder one. Looking forward he saw Laura point the gun towards him.

Moving fast before she could fire again. With a growl he ripped her throat out with his teeth.

Dropping her body he felt the fog that was covering his mind clear. He felt the alpha spark’s warmth through his body as it accepted him. (Its rifle owner after his sister passed.)

That’s when he noticed someone else was here. Looking over at the kid on the floor. Their eyes met as the boy smirked.

“Well hello to you to Uncle.” The (annoying) boy said to him. He could see the boy was holding his stomach. Where he could see blood flowing freely from the gunshot wound.

Shock and confusion filled his mind as he could feel a pack bond from the boy. It was faint but it was there. Before he could say anything. His eyes rolled to the back of his head as he fell to the floor.

~ Stiles ~

*THUMP*

With a sigh Stiles started pulling the wolfsbane out of his wound. He watches as black goo starts flowing with the blood. There was only a little but it was enough for it to be lethal when left alone.

Looking up he watches as Cassie jumps in through the window. When she looks at him he huffs. She’s giving him the ‘I told you so’ look.

“I know, I know. I should have listened to you. When you said to be on guard…. I just thought that since she was my mother… I thought…” With a sigh he let his head fall back with thud on the wall.

Cassie walks over and rubs her face on his neck. He smiled at her and turned to look at his passed out Uncle. When his wound was finally healed he got up off the ground. Walking over to the man he looks down.

“What should we do with him?” He crouched down to look at the now healthy man. (“I remember Peter. He is someone you can definitely trust. But we have to make sure he’s all healed and sane first.”) Cassie said gently.

With a hum he got up to look around the house. He couldn’t feel any magic around that could be hiding anything. So after he was done looking just in case.

He went back to the living room and he waved his hand. Sending his magic out to clean everything. So there was no trace of anything happening in this house. Not even a wolf could find anything after.

Then he went over to Peter and lifted him up and walked to his car. Opening the back door with magic. He laid the man on the back seats. Grabbing a blanket from the trunk he gently laid it over the man.

Now that Peter was safe he closed the car door and locked it. Walking back into the house he looks down at his mother’s body.

Cassie trotted over to him with a huff. (“She could still be useful. She still could be used for the Nemeton.”) she said plainly. Nodding his head with a smile. He picked his mother up by the waist. Not really caring about being gentle or wasting any magic on her.

He walked out the house one last time. But before he left he put a warning spell over the door. Just in case someone else decided to show up here he would know. With that done he closed his eyes.

Letting his magic connect with the land. Once he felt a pull to his designation he started walking. As he walked into the woods he could feel everything in it. From the animals to the trees.

He could feel every step he took. It sent vibrations through the ley lines like a wave. It was something you could get lost in. That was a dangerous feeling. Opening his eyes when he felt something hit his foot.

Looking down he sees a big stump. He steps back as the feeling of hurt and anger rolls off of it. Hurt from the poison that was injected into it and anger at the one who did it. The one the Nemeton once trusted.

Kneeling down he put his hand on the stump. Sending his magic into it slowly.

“I’m sorry for what has happened to you.” He said gently.

He could feel the plant life start to heal. As the wind started to pick up. It blew by him touching him gently. He closed his eyes and let his mind connect to the Nemeton.

When he opened his eyes again he was in a house. Looking around he noticed it was the same house he just came from. But this one wasn’t burnt down. No, this one was still intact. But the walls had cracks and darkness covering it. Out of the corner of his eyes he saw a white light moving.

Looking over he spotted a small ghost looking child.

Kneeling down he smiled softly. Letting his magic out for the child to feel. To know he was safe. That no harm would come from him.

As the child moved out into the open. He notices bruises and bad cuts that look infected. All over the child’s body that he could see.

“Will you help me?” The child asked quietly. As they walked closer to him. Trust him not to hurt them even more.

Without hesitation he started healing the child’s wounds. Letting his magic form a worm black over the child.

“I will. I will protect what is your and keep you safe while doing it. I will make them pay for hurting you!” He promised the Nemeton.

As the child walked closer to him. A bright light of a string connected them.

“You promise?” The child asks with hope.

“I promise with my life and magic!” He said strongly. As he lifted his arms for the child. They buried their head into his neck as they hung him. He wrapped his arms around them gently. Making sure they know they can get out of his grip if they wanted to.

A bright light formed around them as the bond snapped into place between them. Picking up the now sleeping child. He started walking through the house. As he does the walls of the halls start to heal as well.

Little by little the house started looking new again.

Walking into the living room. He sees a big pile of blankets and pillows. Kneeling down he laid the child in the middle. Covering them in soft blankets and with a wave of his hand. A stuffed animal of a wolf forms in it. His first gift to the child he promised to protect.

Laying it next to the child he smiles softly. As the child takes it and holds it gently in their arms.

Standing up he looks around the room and smiles. The walls have beautiful flowers growing on them. Vines and moss cover the floor. Making the room look like a big nest for the child to sleep in. Looking up, the sealing looked like the night sky. (Like Harry Potter’s dining hall.)

Turning around to leave the room he placed his hand on the entrance. He placed his strongest shields and protection spell on it. Leaving the child to sleep and heal in peace and safety.

Walking out towards the front door he stopped when he felt a dark aura coming from the basement. With a deep breath he sends his warmth throughout the house. He would have to come back and do this again soon. But right now that is all he can do for the time being.

Walking out the front door he opened his eyes and smiled. As he was back in his own body. Looking at the Nemeton. There was a small stem growing out from the middle. Standing up, he lifted his mother’s dead body and laid it on the stump.

“Take this as a promise.” He starts.

“Use this body for nutrients.” He breathes.

“Take this soul to help you heal.” He lays his hands on the stump.

“Let their wolf become a friend.” He closed his eyes again.

“Use their power as your own.” He whispered. As he feels the earth vibrating with happiness.

“I give you this body as a promise to you child. That I will protect what’s yours and heal what is broken. I will listen and do as you say. I will love what you protect and cherish as my own.”

The air around him started to warm with love.

“Use me as a vessel and voice. For I am your new protector and I will do my duty till my dying breath. On my magic and soul. I am yours.”

With that last word a burst of his magic and the Nemeton’s flow out into its territory. As his oath binds him to the land and creatures within it.

He opens his eyes and smiles. Standing up and turning around he leaves the stump to grow and get stronger. Walking out of the woods he walks towards his jeep. Getting in he looks in the back at his sleeping uncle.

The man looks healthier. Turning around he starts his car as Cassie jumps in through the window. With a smile he heads out of the driveway and heads back into town.

With a chuckle he pets Cassie’s nose. His time in Beacon Hills just got more fun. He can’t wait for what’s to come next.

Chapter Text

~ Stiles ~

Now I just want to say I should have seen this coming….

Nothing good ever lasts long for him…

It all started with a low gas tank. He had driven from home to here without stopping. So he knew it was going to happen.

So when he noticed it he decided to find a gas station. Like any normal person would do.

But when he came out after paying for said gas. To find his back seat empty. Well let’s just say he wasn’t surprised.

He honestly should have predicted something like this would happen. Looking around the gas station he grumbled. “Why can’t I just have a little peace from time to time?” He asked no one.

(“Because chaos and mischief follows you wherever you go…”) Cassie said in a bored tone. Already used to his bad luck lifestyle.

Running his fingers through his hair in frustration. He grabs his keys from his pocket and gets into his jeep. Turning it on he pulls out of the gas station and follows his Uncle’s scent.

“I’m going to get a collar and a leash for this man!” He said under his breath. As he drives back to the wood he just came from. He could already tell this man was going to be difficult from the start. As he drives he spots police cars parked on the side of the road.

With a sigh he parks further away from them. Getting out of the jeep he rubbed his hand across the door. Covering it with his magic. The jeep disappeared from anyone’s site but his.

Walking into the woods again he turned toward one of the many trees. Putting his hand on the bark he lets his magic flow into it. “Show me what I need to know.” He asked gently. As he closed his eyes

First was the ground of cops and search dogs. He could hear them as if he was standing right next to them.

They were talking about finding half of a body out in the woods yesterday. (Not Laura Hale, it was some other werewolf.) Now they were searching for the other half.

Then he hears a snap of a twig a little ways from them. By the sound of it was a kid with asthma. By the way their breathing sounded.

That’s when he hears the sound of hooves hitting the ground fast. By the smell it was deer and they were being chased by something big.

Opening his eyes he shifted into his wolf form. He started running fast towards the teen. Glad the cops were heading in the other direction. He turned in time to see a cursed wolf form of his uncle. If the smell meant anything. Running faster he watches as Peter heads toward the boy on the ground.

Before he could do anything Peter bites the side of the boy. Moving faster he plowed into the side of the cursed wolf. Sending him sliding away from the teen.

The boy gets up and runs towards the direction of the group of cops. Glad the teen is out the way he turned back into his human form. Growing comes from his uncle as he charged at me.

Before Peter could do anything. Stiles sends his magic towards the man. In a blink of an eye Peter was back in his human form passed out in the grass. Rapping his magic around the man he floated the man up into the air.

Putting his hand on the man’s shoulder. He started guiding his body back to the jeep. Keeping an ear out for the cops. He listens when the boy finds them.

Then he smirks when he hears the head cop start yelling at the boy. For being out this late and in the woods. With a chuckle he opens his jeep door to lay Peter down in the back. (Again)

As they leave the wood he sends his magic to mark the boy with a status spell. So he can know if the boy starts to turn or if he doesn’t. The good thing is that if the teen doesn’t turn. Then Stiles will be able to fix the dark part of the bite. But the sad part is he can only do that when it already started.

But by the time they get to his new apartment. He doesn’t have to worry sense the bite took and the teen turned. With a huff he parked the car and got out. Turning toward the backseat he glared at his sleeping uncle. The man has already created more problems for him than before.

With a sigh he waved his hand in the air. Looking down as Cassia formed next to him. “Can you watch him for me? So we don’t have anymore wolves on our hands.”

He glared at her when she huffed at him. He shakes his head as she jumps into the car and sits in the front seat. He closed the car door and locked it. Walking towards the apartment door he grabs his phone out of his pants pocket.

As the phone turned on he noticed that Ash had texted and called him multiple times. Wincing he opens his text messages and starts reading.

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ASH(DAD)🐺 : Hey kid how is the drive?
….

ASH(DAD)🐺 : Did you get to your apartment yet?
….

ASH(DAD)🐺 : WHY DID I FEEL PAIN THROUGH ARE BOND???

ASH(DAD)🐺 : STILES
ASH(DAD)🐺 : STILES
ASH(DAD)🐺 : STILES YOU BETTER ANSWER ME RIGHT NOW!!!!!

~~~~~

Before he could text the worried man. The man’s angry face popped up on his phone. As he was calling him for the sixth time. With sigh as he answers the call.

“Hey-“ But he was instantly interrupted by Ash. “STILES!! Are you ok I-“ Pulling the phone away from his ear as the man yelled through the phone. With a smile he put the phone back to his ear as it got quiet.

“I’m fine Ash I promise.” He said softly to the worried wolf. The man sighed on the other end. “What happened?” Ash demanded.

“Laura Hale happened. She definitely wants this family reunion to go off with a bang.” He joked. Smiling when he got a chuckle from his dad. “She showed up with a gun with bullets filled with wolfsbane. This was definitely her first time wielding one. That’s for sure.”

Ash hummed as he listened. So he continued. “So she pulled out her gun as I was about to leave. But before I could do anything Peter Hale made a dramatic entrance. That I’ve been told is a usual thing for him.” He chuckled at that comment.

“With Peter coming in it distracted me enough that I couldn’t stop the bullet in time. So I got shot.” He said dryly. “As I went down. She aimed at Peter and fired.” He chuckled as he remembered it.

“Her hands were shaking so much Ash. That I was surprised that she could pull the trigger. But she did and missed.” He laughed. “Then I got to watch Peter tear into Laura’s neck with his teeth. So there was a plus.” He chuckled as did Ash.

“So she’s dead?” Ash asked roughly. “Yes, I used her body and soul as a sacrifice for the Nemeton. So I started the healing process for them. So there’s another positive to that.” He smiled.

“That's great, kid.” Ash said gently.

“Yeah. Even though it started off roughly. It’s going good as of right now.” He joked. Ash chuckled through the phone. “Alright kid. Keep me updated ok.” Ash asked more like demanded. Stiles chuckled at his dad's antics.

“Yeah I will.. love you.” He said quietly.. “Love, yea kid.” Ash said as he hung up.

With that he put the phone back into his pocket. With a smile he walked into his apartment complex to get the keys.