Stiles Is A What?

9.

They found Erica and Boyd and another beta chained in the vault, Stiles stopped Derek from freeing the unknown wolf, he needed to know how long she'd been there and who she was.

Stiles blinked, Cora Hale, well shit, he put a dampener cuff on her and let Derek take her with the others.

Cora would be in for a rough night, the moon would hit her hard, she would be feral, Stiles will trap her in a ring of ash.

They wenr back to Derek's loft, and Stiles set an ash circle around Cora, prepared for the moon, before she settled into the circle, he removed the dampener cuff and stepped back as she flashed her fangs.

Aria was at his side, fingers resting on his shoulder, where three new marks had been added that day.

Before much more could be said or done, Scott was back, with Deaton in tow, blabbing about their plan to save the betas.

Stiles and Aria both stepped back as Deaton stepped into the loft, the aura around him was full of deceit and dark magic, if he wasn't a darach but he was walking a fine line.

"Druid Deaton, explain your aura and power, it is not one of balance." Stiles spoke softly, almost like the wind.

"It's none of your concern Stiles." Deaton spoke ignoring the signs in front of him.

"As enforcer, it is my concern. Everyone's concern when you straddle the line to darach." He stated and waited for the druids next move.

"The new enforcer is of the dark, I am a druid, of the light, I am above the dark." He smirked.

Stiles responded by pulling his fae phone from his pocket and dialled Titania directly, he spoke quietly and then grinned.

He leant against the wall with Aria leaning against him and powered two sections of the room, one corner of shadows, the other of light.

Minutes later rustling was heard as six people stepped towards Stiles and Aria in one movement.

The couple straightened and bowed their heads in sync, the pack also lowered their heads, sensing the powers in front of them.

Deaton tried to step away but one person grabbed his arm and pulled him to the front of the now standing group.

"The druid Deaton, believes he is not under my law as enforcer as I am dark and he is above me as he is light." Stiles drawled from where he was once again leaning.

"What a crock of crap. You are the enforcer, full stop, the end. Rules are rules, set by both Maab and myself." Titania said with a huff.

Maab grinned at Deaton and tilted her head to the side.

"Besides druid, your aura and magic is more dark than light, in fact both are the darkest in the room, and that's including me and the Hale elder." Maab taunted.

"Strip his magic and return it to the land, he allowed the Beacon to fall into danger, to the point it called to us for help." Titania said.

Scott started to jump in but Noah, quickly shut him up, not wanting to hear his defence of a man bordering on going dark.

Noah left the loft, dragging Scott with him, he thought it was time Melissa heard about her son, and his views.

Deaton was stripped of magic, a mark placed on him warning all supes against working with him, then kicked from the loft.

It was after Deaton had left when Maab turned to Stiles and grinned, he had to get his mischief genes from someone.

"Come give nanna a hug, oh I missed you." She snarked with a snicker.

Stiles blew a raspberry at her then gave her a hug, before hugging Titania as well as Lucian who had joined the outing.

Lucian joined in the teasing by bowing so low his hair touched the floor.

"My prince, how you honour me with your presence." He said, holding in his laugh as Stiles launched himself at him in a mock fight.

The pack jerked back at hearing that Stiles was a prince, and related to the queens of fairy.

It was Lydia who broke apart the mock fight with one sentence.

"Do you have wings?" She asked, then jerked as Stiles jumped up and dropped his glamour, there in front of them stood a true fae warrior.

He snapped his wings to their full size and spun to show the pack with a quick turn back before anyone could touch them.

Poor Cora was still in her circle, staring in awe at the enforcer that had saved her.

Erica cackled from Boyd's side when she saw his eyes and finger nails, he had painted them hot pink to remind him of the time he spent with Erica.

Boyd looked impressed and then rolled when Stiles geeked out.

"I can use my staff like gambit, and ride the lightning like Raiden." He babbled to Erica, who joined his geek out.

Lydia huffed at the sight of his hair, and commented that it looked like a group of blind monkeys did it.

"Group of fae kids actually, they also gave my feet the idea to be a swirly rainbow color when they painted my feet with nail polish." He grinned at her and flipped his hair.

Cora asked where his piercings ended and Stiles winced, making Aria and Lucian laugh.

"Oh god, I went home and hibernated after they finished with them. They go down, down, to a place I never wanted to ever go." Stiles said, shifting his hips a bit, remembering the trauma from that experience.

"I think they're hot." Aria commented with a grin snuggling closer to Stiles.

It was Peter that joined the dots.

"Good going Stiles, mated at your age is rare." He spoke, dropping the bomb into the room.

"Yes, it is. Also a blessing. Anyway, we better get back, call if you need us. Train the banshee. Have fun." Maab said as she faded back into the shadows along with the other fae in the room.