After Scott, who was supposed to be Stiles' best friend starts drifting away after the whole thing with the nogitsune, and then Noah starts ignoring Stiles, then Derek not taking their relationship seriously, he decides to leave Beacon Hills, sendin...
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❝Creativity is knowing how to hide your sources❞ -C.E.M. Joad
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Silence, that's what surrounded the clearing. The pack were sitting on the ground, next to their mates. While they were waiting for Stiles. They sat in silence, letting their alpha think. Peter had explained everything, he knew where the hideout was located but he didn't know how many hunters were there.
"It feels like it was set up. Like they wanted us here." Jackson speaks up from his seat besides Ethan.
"I was thinking that." Lydia joins in. "But why? What would they want with us?"
"Our power." Stiles decides to finally speak. Everyone looks towards him confused.
"Our power?" Kira asks out.
"Think about it. We're all a pack, we're all powerful. Lydia, you can sense when someone's about to die, you have a banshee wail. Jackson, you're a Kanima and Werewolf hybrid, you're rare. Kira, thunder Kitsune. Malia, were-coyote. Liam, a short temper wolf with agility not many wolves have. Theo, a chimera who can control it perfectly. Ethan and Isaac, werewolves. Cora, a Hale born werewolf. Danny, a witch. Arlo, a fucking Fallen Angel. Otto, a Vampire and Phoenix Hybrid. And me, an alpha Kitsune who was once controlled by the Nogitsune." Stiles lists off, looking towards each person when he named. "We're a powerful pack, they want our power. Believe it or not, we're rare. Not a lot of packs out there have different supernatural beings all close like this."
Everyone was quiet again, taking in what their alpha said.
"He's right." Peter speaks up, his eyes scanning the pack in front of them. "They want you. The only way they knew you'll come here is to kidnap the people you care about." He continues.
"And I have a plan." Stiles says, everyone looks at him. "Here's how it goes."
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Everyone was now standing and looking at Stiles. He had told them the plan, but two people in particular didn't like it.
"What about us? Where do we come into this?"
Everyone turns toward Scott, the one who asked the question. They all look between Scott and Derek.
"We don't need you." Stiles states blankly, but his words were dripping with venom.
"You'll need us, don't ruin the plan just because of something that happened a year ago." Derek spits out. He was already fed up with everything. The way Arlo and Otto were so damn close to Stiles. The way the male barely looks at him. He's angry.
