Stiles couldn't help but feel strange in his body. It didn't feel like his own anymore; it felt like it belonged to someone else. The stark-white hair and golden eyes...this wasn't something...normal. This was something mystical. Something unnatural. Something Stiles was all too familiar with. It didn't help that he had no way to prevent it. Stiles pulled up to the school and sighed. "Fuck." He whispered before getting out.
He made his way into the school and tried to actively avoid his friends. But the task proved to be more difficult than it sounded as he was immediately bombarded by the pack. "Where were you last night? We kept texting you but you didn't respond." Scott asked him. "I was...drunk last night." Stiles voiced. "You were drunk? Why?" Lydia asked. "I don't know, Lyds. Maybe being possessed by a demon fox might have something to do with it." Stiles spat. "Are you...are you okay?" Scott asked. "I'm fine." Stiles answered. "Really? It doesn't feel like it. And why are you wearing a hat? You never wear a hat." Scott added. "What's with the 20 Questions?! Leave me alone!" Stiles snapped before storming off. Blinded by his rage, he hadn't even noticed the buzzing and humming in his hands.
"What the hell was that about? Never seen Snarky so pissed off before." Cora voiced walking over to the rest of the pack. "We don't know. But something feels off about him." Scott explained. "Well...he was just possessed by a 1,000 year old murderous demon fox that nearly killed him. So. Can you blame him if he's become...colder now?" Cora stated watching the Sheriff's son enter the school in a rush of fury. She felt bad for the teen. Couldn't have been easy dealing with a monster that tormented your mind and made you see things that weren't real. Made you do things you couldn't stop. Made your body...not yours alone. But she had to admit...there was something unusual that was cause from something unrelated from the trauma surrounding the Nogitsune. This felt different. She believed his strange behavior was cause of something...physiological...rather than psychological. Her first clue...were the strands of white hair poking out from beneath the boy's baseball cap. And she had an inkling as to why that is. Either he dyed his hair white for a Skyrim LARP session he didn't want them to know about. Or Stiles...is something other than they've been told.
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The Mutated One 🐺Cora Hale🐺
FanfictionStiles isn't who he says he is...and the thing is he has no idea. For most of his life, Stiles thought he was a defenseless human that had no physical way to help. But he didn't know about his true nature. He is unaware of the famous legends revolvi...
