Divine Serendipity • Stiles Stilinski

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Arabella's POV:

1:56am. I bolted upright in my bed. A deep howl dragging me from my slumber into consciousness. I texted Scott immediately.

Me:

I heard the howl but I'm pretty sure it wasn't you, was it?. Hit me up if you want company to check it out. :)

He replied almost instantly.

Scotty

I was just about to ask you the same thing. And I'm good, I'll txt you if theres danger, later Ari :D

Unable to sleep properly, I waltzed towards my antique easel, one my family had kept from the Renaissance period. Palette and brushes in hand, I began to paint.

Art has always been an escape of some sort, my sister and I had been practically come in to the world with a biro and sketchpad in hand. Our father is quite the artist himself, some of his work hanging beside world renound artists including the likes of Da Vinchi and Picasso in muesems globally. In fact, he was the one who taught us how to express ourselves through different medias to begin with, my biggest inspiration.

Just as I had finished my latest piece, my phone pinged, it was Scott. Great, another hunter in town I thought to myself, walking towards my supernatural study.

The sun had already risen, peaking through the clouds sharing its natural rays of warmth with Beacon Hills. I decided to study some more spells before school, this year I was determined to stop holding back so much, embracing the power I have.

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"Dude you need to study more" Stiles obserbed looking over Scott's shoulder. We'd been given our test results back from the week before, I got a B+, Stiles an A whilst Scott wound up with a D- circled in the top corner. "that was a joke..Scott it was one test you're gonna make it up."

"We can help you study if you need, Ari did pretty good" "No, I'm studying with Allison after school today" the tanned boy replied, sounding defeated.

Stiles looked taken a back, "that's my boy"

"We're just studying-" "No you're not" the boy beside me chimed in again as I scoffed.

"Not if I'm forced to live vicariously through you. If you go to her house today and squander that collosal oppertunity I sw- I swear to god I'll have you deballed-"

"Okay I think he got the message Stiles" I finally concluded.

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Stiles offered me a ride after school, to which I obviously complied, climing into the passanger seat. We pulled out of the parking space only to be stopped by a deathy-pale Hale in front of us.

Car horns sounded as we held up traffic. "Oh my god Stiles!" I said, jumping out of the car as Derek fell to the ground.

"What the hell?" Scott ran towards us as I pulled the man to his feet. I slung his arm over my shoulder holding it tightly before putting my free hand around his waist for support.

"I was shot." "he's not looking so good guys."

"Wait why aren't you healing?" Scott asked.

"He can't" I answered saving Derek's breath. "It had to have been a different kind of bullet, otherwise he would have healed."

"What a silver bullet?"

"No, you idiot." the injured man snapped. "Thats what she meant when you said 48 hours" Scott said, cogs turning in his head.