Stiles looked around at the forest with wide eyes. "Whoa." He whispered. "Where are we?" He asked. "My home. Kaer Morhen. Home of the Witcher, School of the Wolf." Geralt explained. "This place is a school?" Stiles asked looking at the massive fortress in the mountainside. "It is. Where else would Witchers be trained?" Geralt answered. "Is it alright if I ask you a question?" Stiles stated looking at the legendary Witcher. "I have a feeling even if I told you "No"...you'd ask your question anyways...so fine. Ask away." Geralt voiced. "I'm starting to see how we're related." Stiles pointed out with squinted eyes. "Anyway...I noticed that Ciri had one sword...but you have two. Is there a reason? Or do you just like having an extra for emergencies?" Stiles questioned. "My blades...have purpose. This one is made of steel." Geralt explained pointing to the sword with the largest cross-guard. "And this one, is made of silver." He added pointing to the sword with a v-shaped cross-guard. "Why are they made of different metals?" Stiles asked curiously admiring the pommels of the two swords. "The silver blade is for killing monsters." Geralt answered. "And what about the other?" Cora asked. "For anyone that tries to go back on their word and doesn't pay what I'm owed." Geralt stated. "Good to know." Stiles muttered. "Or you know...the average everyday bandit that tries to steal Roach." Ciri voiced with a smirk. "Who's Roach?" Cora asked. "His horse." Stiles answered. "How could you possibly know that?" She asked him. "The boy and I have conversed with one another before this." Geralt explained as the four entered Kaer Morhen.
"Now...first things first...Stiles...your name...doesn't work for our current time period. It's weird and awkward." Geralt stated. "Ah, yes. And this is coming from the man named "Geralt"." Stiles voiced looking down at Cora. "What's wrong with my name?" Stiles asked. "It's strange. Stranger than you would believe it be." Ciri explained. "How so?" Stiles questioned. "Are you always this argumentative?" Geralt asked him. "Basically." Cora answered. "What about my real name?" Stiles sounded. "Is not Stiles your true name?" Geralt asked. "Of course not." Stiles answered. "Then what is it?" Ciri inquired. "Mieczysław." Stiles responded. "Fuck." Geralt stated. "That could work actually. Shorten a bit. And yeah." Ciri added. "Mieczy." Geralt announced. "Mieczy of Kaer Morhen." He added. "Damn...never knew I could sound so cool." Stiles stated.
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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...
