A Fan in Teen Wolf

Chapter 3

When you love a fandom be it an anime, cartoon, a series, or a single movie, you begin to research that fandom and then believe you know everything there is to know about the said fandom. But when it becomes real, well then everything you once knew should be taken with a grain of salt. Because it had been two years since I ended up waking up as Stiles Stilinski's younger sister, and it was in my, not Stiles, sophomore year that our dad got a call concerning half of a dead body being found by two joggers.

"We are so going," whispered Stiles as he all but jumped in place. "I mean this is the most exciting thing to happen here since the Hale fire."

"And what if the killer is still out there?" I asked with a raised eyebrow even as I let Stiles drag me back into my room.

I had been dragged to his when we heard our dad get the call during dinner and had then listened in from Stiles room.

"Then we take a weapon with us," shrugged Stiles making me roll my eyes.

Either way I padded over to my dressers to change into an outfit themed after the Cheshire cat from Alice in Wonderland.

"Don't you still have that bat when you played baseball back in your Freshman year?"

My first year of high school I had been all but jumping in fear and excitement since that was when the canon was supposed to start, right before the first day of school, so when it didn't I ended up continuing my volunteering at the nursing home on top of joining a sports team other than track which I kept up with.

I had also gotten a part time job on top of the errands and such that I did for neighbors. So, in the end between my job, allowance, and the errands I did I was able to save up enough for my Bumblebee that I had just bought once I got my permit so I could drive it once I got my license.

"That I do," I answered moving to the closet to grab the metal bat. "We going to grab Scott on the way there?"

"Of course," agreed Stiles with a scoff as he gave me a duh look. "I would say we could stop to get the twins but last you said they were at their Uncle's for the night."

We waited ten minutes after dad had left before hauling ass in Stiles's jeep seeing as my Bumblebee would stick out too much. It was a good thing Stiles remembered to grab the flashlight on our way out the door seeing as I had my hands full with my bat and pepper spray that dad had gotten me on my last birthday.

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It was hilarious that the same incident in canon between Scott and Stiles happened here as both ended up screaming before Stiles finally got his leg free causing his fall into the bushes outside Scott's house making me cackle.

"What you two doing here?" demanded Scott as he gave me a look.

Honestly Scott was way different than his TV counterpart. Seeing as I actually got along with this one.

"No time for questions just come on," ordered Stiles once he had jumped up with his hands resting on his hips. "I mean you are the one who only yesterday whined about there being no adventure and excitement in here in Beacon Hills."

Scott sighed even as he swung his own wooden bat onto his shoulder while giving Stiles a droll look before muttering about putting on some shoes as he headed back into his house. Moments later we were back on the road and heading out to the Reserve that belonged to the Hale's and had been part of their territory before the fire.

"So, explain," continued Scott as he twisted in order to face me where I sat in the backseat of the jeep. "Because I know if I asked Stiles, he would only jumble things up and leave me completely confused."

"Dad got a call in about some of his deputies finding half of a dead body," I explained as I leaned forward between the front two seats.

"Some joggers called it in this evening."

"Of course," muttered Scott before cursing as Stiles slammed onto the breaks with a manic smile covering his face. "Seriously Stiles its like you want to kill us!"

"We're here," offered Stiles as he hopped from the jeep to head for the back of it. "I brought two large flashlights and Mars here brought her pepper spray and metal bat."

"I feel so safe already," sassed Scott making me snort while Stiles gave him an affronted look even going as far to throw me an offended look for not sassing Scott back on his behalf.

"Sass is my forte man," complained Stiles as we began to creep into the woods. "You are supposed to the adorable gullible one."

"Hard to stay that way after being your friend for years," offered Scott even as he pulled out his inhaler to get some breathing air as his lungs and chest felt like collapsing after only having been walking for ten minutes.

"Maybe one of you should give me a flashlight seeing as I am the one with asthma."

Stiles all but tackled Scott down onto the ground while I also hunched down as flashlights and barking of dogs were heard in front of us and to think we had barely begun walking into the woods. We waited a few minutes to make sure we weren't seen or heard before getting to our feet. It had barely been moments later though that I ended up tripping over a root, seeing as I had given Scott my flashlight since he had a point about his asthma, causing me to curse in pain and roll so I was now flat on my back looking up at the top of the trees as I slowly got to my feet to look around me.

"You have got to be joking," I whined with tears welled up in my eyes. "Not only can I not see.

But I am also lost..."

It happened in a flash as pain rocked through my body as I was tackled to the ground and had teeth lock onto the juncture between my neck and shoulder making a choked off scream to leave my mouth.