WARNINGS: Graphic Violence; Supernatural Violence
Stiles blinked as the rays of sunlight hit his face. Then the smell of food cooking came to his senses right after. He sat up while recalling the past couple of days.
"I'm guessing, you're Stiles," MJ asked, eating her breakfast.
"Yeah. You're the roommate," Stiles asked.
"The roommate has a name. MJ," MJ introduced.
"Nice to meet you. Is Talia still gone," Stiles asked, reaching for his cellphone.
"As far as I know," MJ said.
"Where does she go anyway," Stiles asked.
"Dude, she may be my best friend, but she has her own life. And I'm not a babysitter," MJ sassed.
"Well aren't you just a bundle of joy," Stiles snarked, heading to the bathroom.
He sat down to pee lazily while scrolling through his phone. After finishing up, Stiles washed his hands, brushed his teeth, and washed his face. He slabbed on some deodorant and got dressed.
"Stiles, are you almost finished," Hope asked, knocking on the door.
"All yours," Stiles said, walking out of the bathroom.
Hope sprayed with Febreeze while holding her nose.
"I only peed, dipshit," Stiles snapped, throwing a classic 'Stilinski Bitchface' at her.
"Well you should get yourself checked because it's awful," Hope taunted, closing the door.
"It's too early for your shit, Hope," Stiles complained, heading out the front door.
He wasn't that hungry this morning. Right now, he wanted to do some exploring. Maybe, he'll come across Tony Stark! Or maybe he'll get to meet Captain America! Or even Spider-Man!
A grin crossed his face at the thought of meeting his childhood heroes. Stiles grunted as he was nearly knocked down by a guy sprinting past him.
"Watch where you're fucking going," Stiles snapped, glaring at him over his shoulder.
"Someone stop him! He has my wallet," a woman shouted.
Stiles sighed heavily (so much for a relaxing walk) and took off after the man. He expected his stamina to leave him quicker, but instead his body pushed him further. He knocked the man down and fought him to the ground. Then a gun barrel was pressed against the back of his head.
"I don't want to shoot, but I fucking will," another guy threatened.
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Hell's Children
FanfictionStiles was learning to live with the guilt he caused after the Nogistune issue. Although it was tough, he was fine. The pack had forgiven him, the evil fox was gone, and he was back to being human. Hope was still learning to forgive herself after tu...
