the beginning

chapter one: Stiles

god hospitals are really sad, between the thought of losing part of the pack and seeing all the people who may or may not die i was ready to leave. Derek was found lying outside of my house burnt to a crisp. his healing thingy was not healing his burns so thats how he ended up here.

Jackson came walking out of Derek's room and looked dead into my soul. "he wants to see you." he said in his 'i dont give a fuck' voice. i got up and walked into the room. Derek was laying down wrapped in bandages from the neck down. Stiles walked to the end of Derek's bed.

"hey," was all he could think to say at first, then he remembered how Derek was found outside of his house." what were you doing outside of my house?" after saying it he thought about how stupid he sounded.

"standing guard." derek said sharply. even in his worst shape he was still a dick. "and im fine by the way, thanks for asking." stiles looked at the ground.

"so what happened?" it slipped from stiles mouth without any OK from his brain. it went rouge.

Derek was silent for a minute then he started," there was a kid, maybe sixteen years old standing outside of your house. i tried scaring him away by shifting a little, only he shifted to. his eyes turned fire red and his face got scales on them. his body caught fire and then he just opened his mouth and i was on fire. i don't know who or what he is." he sounded a little upset by this, so stiles let it drop.

"well is that what you wanted to say?" he said as carefully as possible, even though he still sounded like a dick.

"well that and i don't know why he was there and he could becoming back tonight so be careful." he said with a worried look on his face.

"i will." and with that he turned and left. Scott stood outside the door. "when you're done here, come by my house for pizza and video games." stiles said excitedly. Scott just nodded and disappeared into the room. stiles turned and left.

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I went upstairs to my room and ordered the pizza while also putting in MW2 into my X-Box360. The guys said in 30 minutes it would be there, if not it was free.

Sitting on my bed I started thinking about Scott, but not in my normal way. More like him being shirtless. God he was hot, between the Abs, and his face and man don't even get me started on his arms. Man I want to-

There was a knock at the door. It was light and definitely wasn't Scott. Thank god. That would have been awkward after that... 30 MINUTES OF THINKING OF HIM! Holy shit, I was thinking about fucking my friend for 30 minutes. What the hell is wrong with me? It suddenly crossed my mind that it was the pizza driver and my pizza was free.

I practically jumped down the stairs telling them it was free and I'm not paying a dime. I slid into the door, "ow!" I yelled. I opened the door. To my dismay it was a girl who held no pizza. My face dropped. She turned around and looked at me, and damn she was hot. Her brown hair flowed over her shoulders. She wore a black cropped jacket over a red shirt. Her jeans were ripped and were covered my shin high boots. She looked at him with brown eyes.

"Hey, can I barrow a phone?" She asked softly. Obviously embarrassed. "Hi." Was all I could spit out, Scott had nothing on her. She looked confused, and then said," can I come in? I just need to use a phone to call a cab." She looked lost.

"Ya, come on in we have a phon-" before he finished he got a bad feeling. Who in 2006 doesn't have a phone on them? I turned to shut the door- it was to late she was inside. She looked at Stiles. " you're going to let me feed on you, you're not going to scream or try and run. Ok?" She asked like she was commanding him to do so. Stiles tried to run but he was stuck. Her eyes became dark and black veins came under her eyes, she opened her mouth to reveal two fang teeth that were larger than the others.

She bent stiles neck to the side and bit down, his neck felt like fire as she bit down and "fed". He tried to scream but he couldn't. He couldn't fight either. He closed his eyes to embrace death as she flew off of him. He looked in front of him to see Scott standing all wolfed out. A crash came from the living room.

She was laying on top of the tv. Scott ran to Stiles," are you ok?" He asked. "Ya, I think." My Hand reaches to my neck. I pull it away and it wet with blood. I looked over to the tv to see her stand. "Sc-Scott!" I yelled. He turned to look at her, he roared and she run out of my house in a blur.

Scott looked at me. " who the hell was that?" He looked worried. Before I could answer a man was in the door way holding my damn pizza.

"I'm not paying for that." I said. The man looked shocked.