Your Scent Is Something Else

Chapter 3

"Well that was a waste of time." Stiles sais walking down the stairs of the porch.

They had just searched the house that they were believed to be in but found nothing. There was absolutely no sign of them living there- or anyone for that matter- it was barren. There wasn't a scent either. So here they are at 11:35 at night in the middle of the freaking woods.

"Stop." Derek said suddenly, holding up his hand and stopping.

"What? Do you hear something." Stiles said looking around.

"If you'd just shut the hell up." Derek growled, closing his eyes to focus.

"Stiles, your arms are glowing." Isaac said moving to touch them.

Stiles looked down at his arms. They were, in fact glowing, the slight indigo tint of the markings, radiating. "Yeah, they tingle too. They only do that when I'm in trouble or just feel like I am." He explained, Isaac still holding his arm,unconsciously.

"So we're in trouble." Kira says, already looking around herself.

"Unless his senses are off." Brett added, hoping to lessen their worrying.

Stiles look around. "Yeah, but they never have been so why would they star- TREE!" He interrupted himself, narrowly dodging the falling tree.

"Well we've been looking everywhere for you guys." A voice rang from nowhere. Suddenly, a redhead stalked out of the woods behind them, a wide smile on her face.

"Who's we?" Scott asked lowering body to attack.

"Me and my sisters of course!" She chuckled. Then two brunettes and a blonde walked forward alongside her. "And we're here to collect something. Maybe you can help us." She smiled.

"Wait, are you guys like actual sisters or like sorority sisters- well coven sisters in your case." Stiles asked, trying to distract them.

Although, all he got for his efforts were identical bitch faces. The blonde then waved her hand and another tree began to fall. On its way down, it caught onto another, causing a chain reaction. Two more fell making a square-like shape around them.

"So if you're not going to answer, can we at least get your names?" Stiles asked.

"Scarlet." The blonde says.

"Victoria." The redhead says.

"Amanda." The mixed girl says

"Max and you talk to much." The other brunette said.

He rolled his eyes. "If only I had a dime for each time someone said that to me." He chuckled dryly.

"Okay so now that we kno-" Peter started to say until Max threw a fireball at him.

"Well Isaac, good call on the fire, I'll pay you later." Allison said, drawing back an arrow.

"Guess I'll get you later." Erica shrugged.

"So will I." Lydia nodded loading her crossbow.

Isaac did a fist pump along with a silent 'yes' and dodged another fireball.

"Wait. You guys bet on this?" Malia asked.

"Duh"

By now, they were obviously ready to fight. "So we're not sticking to the group thing, are we?" Stiles whispered to Derek.

"Nope." He answers not taking his eyes of the witches.

"So we're just gonna fight and hope to win?"

"That's the plan." He then shifted and ran towards them, Boyd, Scott, and Isaac following.

"Great." Stiles whispered to himself. Readying himself, he saw Allison shoot Amanda in the leg, thinking quickly, he used his powers to make a huge cage of fire around her. Looking around, he heard a roar and turned to see Derek going toe- to- toe with Max while Scott and Isaac were laid out, unconscious, Boyd dangerously close to it. Playing support, he ran over, dropping to the ground. Stiles grabbed Scott and Isaac's wrists, the black markings appearing, till they finally woke up.

"Thanks man." Scott says patting his leg.

"Welcome buddy, just stay down for now, kay." Stiles said standing. Looking around he could see that despite everything, they were losing.

"Just make this easier on yourselves and tell us where the wizard is." Victoria said, holding Liam in the air by his throat while Scarlet had Brett and Jackson pinned to the ground telepathically.

"Wizard?" Kira asked from where she was doubled over on the ground.

"I think she means Deaton." Erica groaned, leaning against a tree with a bloody nose.

"You'll never touch Deaton, bitch." Jackson strained, a large burn scar covering his right shoulder.

I make a shockwave of air, sending it towards Victoria, forcing her to drop Liam, as Amanda says, "What? Not him. We're looking for whatever the hell a Stiles is." Victoria recovers, standing while I think about what I just heard.

"I'm a wizard?" Stiles whispered to himself.

All the witches looked, as Mac started walking towards him. "You know, I should have sensed it. I mean your scent really is something else. The scent of magic mixed with your natural one is... just... amazing and unique. I mean you look pretty weak but you could do some real damage, man." Max said, circling me.

"Uh... thanks?" Stiles said "So are you like the mean, broody, judgemental one?"

She waved her hand at him, Stiles quickly putting up a shield to reflected it. "What!? It took me years to learn that spell!"

"Maybe you could use a bit more practice." Stiles smirked. He could hear some of the pack snicker as well, making him smile.

Max, now furious, began stomping towards him, only to get thrown back by his shield that was still active. "I am going to rip your throat out!" She growled in frustration, trudging towards him once more, Scarlet stopping her this time. "We'll be back for you wizard." Max glared.

'Damn this chick is basically a Hale. Even her eyes are the same. Oh yeah I'm a wizard and am being hunted by a coven of freaking witches!'

Stiles was so lost in thought that he  hadn't even realized that the witches had disappeared. "So this was an eventful night." Isaac said from is seat on the ground.

"Yeah, Stiles is wanted to join a coven and we found a long lost sibling of Derek and Cora's." Scott said voicing Stiles' thoughts. Everyone started laughing at his comment, Derek only glared at them.

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"So what the hell are we gonna do? I mean you heard them- they'll be back for him!" Lydia stressed.

Derek was pacing the floor while everyone else was standing. Excluding Stiles. Right time they got through the doors of Derek's loft they sat him on the couch and just stood around him, much like parents about to scold a child.

"We're going to watch over him. One of you are going to stay with him all minutes of the day. We'll tell this dad so that at night he can watch him and if he has the night shift then me or Peter will be there- hell maybe both. Sound okay?" Derek explained quickly.

Everyone, once again, excluding Stiles, nodded. "Great, the big bad wolf and his psycho sadistic uncle sitting outside my window tonight awesome."

"What?" Peter asked.

"My dad's at work now. Won't be back till 4:30 or 5." Stiles said matter- of- factly, seriously doubting this plan.

"I have something to do so Peter, take tonight." Derek demands.

"Wait do I get a say in this!?" Stiles tried.

"No!" Everyone said at the same time. 'Well, at least I tried.'