Faerie Guardian | Stiles x reader

1-Rescue

Alex Sloan Oakley Finstock. She mostly went by Sloan, but sometimes she didn't mind being called Alex by certain people. 

She was known for being Coach Finstock's niece. She felt like he was her father, though. Her relationship was close, always has been. But her "father" was released from prison and was trying to gain custody of her again, so thus faltered their relationship. She wasn't mad; she was scared- terrified that Eric would even attempt to pursue her again.

Fortunately, she wasn't related to either of them. She was adopted at a young age, as she was dropped off at her "father's" front step. The latter was the worst decision for whoever dropped her off because she was abused most of her life, which made her have a big firey fight inside her. Fortunately, Coach Finstock took action when he noticed the signs; He took her and called the police for her safety. Then at the age of 6 she was adopted by Bobby Finstock.

Coach Finstock was still vexed at his brother, even threatening that he would never touch her ever again. This upset Sloan and she ran off into the woods like she always had done to calm down. But that was somewhat of a bad idea... Alex Sloan Oakley Finstock is a faerie. She is connected to the earth. The earth allowed her to shapeshift in a bear, similar to that of a werebear. But hers was stronger, and overall more mystical.

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Stiles sat on Scott's bed. Isaac was there, much to his displeasure. Lydia and Kira were also there, sitting on the floor and showing each other images on their phones. Malia sat next to them looking at the images they were sharing. "Hey, guys? Have you noticed Coach has been a bit edgy recently?" The group glances at him with a curious look, beside Lydia. 

"Haven't you heard? His daughter is missing," Lydia says with a 'duh' tone. She thought everyone knew this already. Of course, Stiles was the one who hadn't known yet, Ludia thought.

"He has a daughter?" Scott asks taken aback. Lydia rolls her eyes and nods slowly as she types on her phone mindlessly. "She is his niece," Lydia retorts with another playful roll of her eyes. 

Stiles clears his throat. "You mean the girl that I swear isn't human?" He looks to his best friend Scott and back to Lydia. "The fiery girl that is sporty? The girl that broke many people's bones? The girl who is known to be more aggressive than Derek?"

Kira grimaces at the word 'bones'; she pulls a strand of hair behind her ear to calm herself. "We should search for her. She was the one that gave me a tour of the school; She seemed so sweet." Her face was that of a concerned one, her brows furrowed and her eyes soft. 

"She's also pretty hot," Isaac bluntly states shrugging as if it was okay to say that opinion. The group deadpans to him. Stiles slaps his shoulder. "Really? She could be dead!" Stiles yelled.

Scott gave an altruistic expression. "Maybe we should help; I mean we've helped before," Scott gestures to Malia. Malia glares at Scott. "Are you sure she wants to be helped?" Malia remarks, being pugnacious.

Stiles' mouth thins, his face becoming a tad paler. He respires and stares her in the eye. "We're helping her," He announces. The group understood that the decision was final.

Soon the group was researching and coming up with a plan. Malia reluctantly started helping; She disliked the idea of removing someone from (what Malia thought) as their home. 

Presently they were in the forest, where she was rumored to run off to. Isaac shivers; He groans and wraps his scarf around his neck. Stiles scoffs and slaps his shoulder. "Take that dumb scarf off! It's 57 degrees out!" Isaac growls and shoves Stiles. "Stop hitting me you twerp." Stiles shoves him back, "Oh, I'm the twerp? Says the bitch dog wearing a scarf like a damn collar!"

Subsequently, Stiles ends his sentence he gets grabbed. He lets out a loud screech as a root breaks from the ground and grabs his waist, chucking him up to a big branch. He clutches it for dear life. "What the fuck?" He yells. Isaac looks around the place looking for him, "How'd you get up there?" Issac questions with a dumbfounded face. Then Isaac gets tackled to the ground. A bear scratches at him and roars at him. The bear positions itself near the tree, the tail of the bear eventually pressing against the tree. The bear bellows a deafening roar. Stiles attempts to fix his grip on the branch. The bear looks up and stands on its hind legs as Stiles falls. Before Stiles could hit the ground it catches him by the back of his jacket in his mouth. It chucks him on its back and roars again. Isaac lets himself turn werewolf and growls at the creature. The guardian swaps at him, and then a root from the same tree knocks Isaac to the ground. 

Scott who was a bit away howls at the bear. The eyes of the bear turn yellow and cower as it begin to crack and twist as the body forms humanoid. Stiles was still on its back and screamed when he realized that he was holding was a naked girl. Kira runs to the girl and wraps her jacket around her. It didn't quite cover it so she pulled Stiles' jacket off and she shoved it onto the girl. 

"Alex?" Lydia asks with a soft voice. Sloan lets out a whimper from the hunger she felt. She groans and pulls herself up with a groan. "Don't call me that," She snarls. Sloan looks at the striped jacket and squeaks. She zips it up quickly to not show anyone her parts, as well as pulling it down to cover her bottom. 

"Thank you, I couldn't change back," Sloan says scratching the side of her neck. "How long was I gone? I don't remember."

"3 weeks," Scott answers.

"3 WEEKS?! I missed lacrosse tryouts," Sloan groans. She crosses her arms and stomps her barefoot.

Sloan had no idea why she was being so calm about them being supernatural. But she did want to know what they all were. She could recall that Stiles was the only human because she recalled the overwhelming desire to guard him from the others. Especially Isaac.

For some reason, she could already tell that was going to have fun with taunting him. She knew that he was on the lacrosse team, as well as Stiles and Scott.

She cuddled into the jacket that she assumed was Stiles' from the smell. His smell was pretty nice, pretty clean for a human. The jacket smelled like it was freshly out of the laundry. Sloan sniffs the collar and makes an impressed face. "My sense of smell is stronger than I remember," Sloan whispers.

"Did you not have strong senses before?" Isaac asks rubbing dirt off his sweater. Sloan growls and squints at him. "I don't like you," she decries. Isaac shrugs, "I got that when you tackled me."

"But no, I didn't. I can smell Stiles's cologne; how it seems like this jacket is fresh out of the laundry... I knew I was a faery but don't remember any heightened sense..."

"Wait, did you just say faerie?" Stiles asks. Sloan nods and shows him her faerie mark. It was the side of her thigh, it would have been covered by her shorts if she wearing any. The mark consisted of a small tree, it looked like a scar that was burned into her skin. The tree looked to be oak. Ironically her second middle name was Oakley.

Stiles quickly pulls the jacket back down. "Leave that down, especially around fuck boy over here," Stiles grumbles pointing his thumb to Isaac. Sloan nods understanding that she should necessarily should show something that was near her ass. She didn't even think of that. Has being a Bear for just a few weeks changed how she thought that much?

Stiles wrapped his arm around her shoulder and Malia, who was standing on the other side of Sloan took off his arm. Sloan raises her brow before Stiles does it again and pulls Sloan to his body. "Let's get you some food, yeah? Bet you're tired of fish." Stiles snickers at his joke, which makes Sloan giggle. She could smell the jealousy of Malia and snuggness from Stiles. So, she politely takes his arm off and walks with Lydia instead. "Why are they so tense?" she whispers to Lydia. She thins her mouth, "They just broke up." Sloan nods and looks down at her jacket then cringes.

Written: 12/13/23
Last edited: 12/14/23
Published: 12/14/23