What if a vampire named Elena, almost 900 years old, arrived in BeaconHills just as Scott McCall was turning into a werewolf...
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Stiles Stilinski
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Season one : posted
Season two : posted
Season three : posted
Season four : posted
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1st in #stiles...
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STILES' POV :
After Elena kicked me out, I quickly went to Scott's. My father was at the station, so I didn't want to be alone and wander around in circles.
"I feel guilty."
"Why ?" Scott asks me.
"For Allison. For Elena. For everything that happened."
"It wasn't your fault. You were under the Nogitsune's control."
"I know that but-"
"Stiles, you have to stop thinking that everything is your fault."
I lower my head, thinking about my friend.
"I'm sorry."
My best friend comes to sit next to me and puts his hand on my shoulder.
"I don't blame you. No one blames you."
I stay silent for a moment, thinking about the current situation. "I'm losing her," I sigh.
"No. Elena is just not in her normal state. But she loves you. We'll manage to bring her back."
"What if... what if she finds her humanity again and she still doesn't want me because of what I did."
"I tell you again, it wasn't you," my best friend assures me. "And if she had to blame anyone, it would be us for not finding her. Not to you. But I'm sure everything will be fine."
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This morning, we managed to contact Elena's vampire friends thanks to the phone I stole from her after my bitter failure to try to bring her back. It seems that they were in the area so we are now waiting for nightfall so that they can join us since they are not diurnal.
An hour and a half after sunset, there is a knock at the door. I finally decide to raise my head and stand up as Scott goes to answer.
"Thank you for being so quick."
"What wouldn't we do for our lovely Elena," one of the two boys answers.
I frown slightly, narrowing my eyes at the vampire in the three-piece suit as the blonde speaks.
"Excuse him, he's still a bit... well, him. My name is Heidi McKenzie. He's Raphael Santiago and the brunette who still hasn't opened his mouth is Simon Lewis."
We also introduce the pack but I can feel the blonde's gaze fixed on me.
"So you're the famous Stiles."
"Probably."
"Elena told us a lot about you this summer," Simon tells me.