The Bear and The Panther *(rough draft)*

Chapter 11: Change

*** Derek ***
Ok Stiles being a WereBear was something i was not expecting, i am not even sure how he got the gene unless his mothers side had it. Maybe he will agree to join my pack... No probably not because bears tend to strike out alone. Either way this has an equal chance of being a good thing, and an equal chance of being a bad thing because WereBears normally have trouble controlling the shift. Which means another teen to train, perfect. I think to myself as i follow Peter back to our car at the back entrance to the preserve.

***Stiles***
Well tonight has certainly been eventful, i don't even know what triggered this to finally come out. This must have come from my moms side of the family, it must have, because i certainly don't remember ever getting bit by a were creature. Soon we get to my jeep and then i realise i don't know how to shift back! Crap, why does this kind of stuff always happen to me? "Hey Stiles?" I hear Scott ask "Yeah bud?" I question "can you lay down so i don't have to jump?" "Sure thing" i say chuckling as i slowly and carefully lay down. After Scott slides off i stand back up "hey Scott, how do i shift back?" I ask and as he makes his way to the passenger door he says tiredly "pain man, pain" and so i clench my large fist and then tighten and tighten as i feel my claws dig into my paw and i cry out but don't stop till i feel myself shrink and my claws turn back into fingernails. Then i realise i have no clothes on and so i quickly jump into the drivers seat of my jeep.

***Rosalie***
When i finally wake up i have an immensely painful feeling covering my entire body and i am severely confused, but as i lay there in pain memories from last night flood into my mind and i just shut my eyes and start to cry. I cant believe i almost killed my friends and family! I am a monster! I need to leave! I think as i quickly force myself up into a sitting position and getting a head rush i sit there for a second and thats when i realise someone is sitting in a chair a few feet away from me..... Stiles?

***Stiles***
After getting to my house we both quickly ran in and went straight to my room just incase my dad was home, then i found some clothes to put on and just sat on my bed while Scott stared at me as if i had two heads. A few hours later we had started to drift off but were woke up as Derek launches himself inside my room through the window, "Stiles, i need your help" he says breathlessly.