stiles the uncontrolled beast

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"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," Scott and Stiles scream simultaneously.

"Stiles, what the hell are you doing?" Scott says, still a little jumpy but calmed down.

"You didn't answer your phone, so i came here. Why do you have a bat?" stilles answers just as starteld as Scott.
"I thought you were a predator," Scott says, dying off the end. "A preda- what?" Stiles looks at scott appalled he was considered a predator before telling Scott why he was here.

"Hold on if they found the body, then why are we going to look for it?" Scott asks, stiles frowning a little bit. Stiles smirks at him and says "thats the best part they only found half of the body we're going to find the other.
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"We're seriously doing this?"

"Hey, you're the one bitching about nothing happening in this town," Stiles replies, getting out of the jeep.

"I was trying to get a good night sleep for the tryouts tomorrow," Scott says sourly. "[Scoff], ha as if sitting on the bench is such a grovelling matter," Stiles says sarcasticly. "No, I'm going to make first line this year." Stiles stares at scott in disbelief. "There's the spirit everyone should have a dream even if it is super unrealistic."

They both walk in silence for a few minutes, stepping over uproots of trees and wet moss. Before Scott breaks the silence.

"Just out of curiosity what half of the body did they discover," Scott asks, looking over at Stiles, who is smirking at him. "That's the best part I don't know." Scott looks at him in shock as his breathing starts pick up pace, and he starts to have an asthmatic attack.
"[Gasping], you know maybe the severe asthmatic should be the one holding the flashlight."

Scott leans back against a tree fondenling through his pockets for his inhaler. Stiles, however, pushes on until his comes to a fallen tree that blocks his path, and he turns his flash light off not to draw attention waiting for Scott to come up.

After a few minutes, Scott still hasnt come up, so he gets a little worried and rushes back down to see a massive wolf like monster charging to Scott. Stiles gets in the way off the wolf, getting a bite and scratch as the wolf pushes forward, bitting Scott, then runs off.

"Scott, are you alright?" Stiles asks scott while he holds his arm.
"[Cough] Yeah, I'm OK, what about you?" he asked, looking at Stiles Bloody arm. "I'll be fine, just a little scratch, but i think it's best we go back for now," Stiles says to Scott without his usual sarcasm, which is a little scary. "Did you see what that was?" Stiles asked Scott."Calm down, it was just a dog." Scott answered back, making Stiles glare at him a little. [So he didn't see it] Stiles thinks to himself before taking Scott home then himself home.
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"Alright, let's get this bite fixed," Stiles says to himself, grabbing his bathroom door handle as he rips the door off, much to his shock. "It's alright its just because it's an old door," Stiles says to himself even though they recently got reinforced doors because of his dad being the sherif and having some enemies.

Stiles rolls up his bloodied shirt only to see there was no wound "how how is there no wound I definitely felt its teeth sink into my skin" Stiles mumbles to himself looking into the mirror noticing something different his eyes. They used to be dark brown, but now they were a glowing bright blue. Stiles takes a few deep breaths as his eyes turn back to brown.

"Wtf what has happened to me." Stiles mumble walking out of the bathroom to his room taking off his shirt as he now has decent muscke mass something that also confused Stiles as he starts to search the Web lliking for similar instances to him but the only thing that he could find was the thing that he didn't want to know and that was that what bit him was a werewolf.