The Hunter; (Allison's twin X Stiles) {Book 1}

T H R E E | Panic attack

"Who would like to come read for us?" Mr.Yukimara began. "What about you Stilinski?"

"Could you maybe choose someone else?" Stiles asked and I could tell he was uncomfortable. Btw we had talked a lot at school yesterday and I happened to really like him. He was funny and adorable.

"Every participates in my class Stilinski."

He gripped the side of the table thing he was standing in front of and started looking sweaty as he looked around the class. I stood up slowly as he started shaking and walked towards him.

"Stiles?" I asked softly. He almost fell over and I grabbed him worried.

"I should probably take him to the nurse" I said but I knew that's not where he needed to go. I saw Scott look at me and I nodded letting him know I would have him.

I walked him out and he made his way to the empty boys bathroom and I shrugged walking in as he ran to a sink.

"This is just a dream" he said.

"Stiles it's not you're here with me" I said. He looked at me and I sighed.

"Count your fingers. In dreams you have extra fingers. Look at my fingers and count with me."

I held one up and we began counting. We got to 3 and he looked down breathing heavily.

"Stiles keep going."

We continued and I got to 10 and he looked at all my fingers.

"10. There's 10" I said and he nodded. He put his back on the wall and slid down as I sat beside him. I leaned my head on his shoulder and he leaned his on mine.

"What the hell is happening to me?" he asked.

"We'll figure it out" I stated.

"How'd you know what to do?"

"I had a history of panic attacks and anxiety" I replied. "Whatever it is, you're gonna be ok."

"Am I?" he asked picking his head back up.

I moved in front of him and sighed.

"Is Scott. He cant transform, Allison's haunted by her dead aunt and I'm straight up losing my mind. We cant do this. We can't help Malia. We cant help anyone."

"Not with that attitude. We can try Stiles. Trying is better than doing nothing at all."

He nodded and I helped him up. He wrapped his arms around me and I was taken back slightly before I snapped from my trance and hugged him back. He was about 6 foot and I was short so my head laid on his chest perfectly. I heard the door open and Scott walked in as Stiles arm was still thrown around my shoulder loosely.

"Are you okay?" he asked Stiles.

"I wouldn't be if Ariel hadn't helped" I looked up to him smiling and just leaning back on him.

**

 "How do we turn a coyote into a girl when she hasn't been a girl for 8 years" Isaac asked as I stood with Deaton, the animal clinics owner, Scott, Stiles and of course Isaac.

"Scott can do it" I stated remembering he was an alpha.

"He can?" Stiles asked.

"Yeah remember the night Peter trapped us in the school?" Scott asked Stiles and he replied with a nod.

"In the gym he was able to make me turn just using his voice, Deucalian did the same thing in the distillery."

"This is a were-coyote Scott" Deaton stated. "Who knows if it'll work if you can find someone to teach you."

"Tha's why you called Derek first" tiles questioned and Scott nodded.

"I can figure it out myself. Look, right now I'm too scared to change to even just a werewolf."

"You're a real alpha" I stated and they looked at me. "You know what I mean, an alpha who can do alpha things."

"I'm an alpha with performance issues."

"Is there anyone besides Derek who could help?" Deaton asked.

"I wouldn't trust Peter" Isaac stated.

"The twins?" Stiles asked.

"There not alphas anymore" Deaton replied. "After what Jennifer did, almost killing them. It broke that part of them."

"Right but what if they know how to do it though?" I asked.

"Nobody's seen them for weeks" Scott stated.

"Actually that's not totally true" Stiles replied.

**

I was told to go home and help Allison but Isaac was already doing that so I went to my room instead. It was still full of boxes so I decided it was time to unpack so I began.

 I soon reached the end and picked up my daggers twirling them on my fingers. I then picked my arrows up before putting my arrows down on the bed and took out my arrowheads laying them beside them. Since I was back in Beacon Hills I thought about how I didn't need target arrows anymore. I needed real arrowheads on them. Ones that will kill. I twirled my silver one in my hand and then put it into the arrow. I did this with the rest and finally reached my favorite arrow head. I only had two of them but I loved them. They were arrowheads that opened midair and they were pretty badass if you asked me. I then looked around and was happy with the appearance of my room.

**

 I stepped out of Allison's car and made my way towards everyone else in the group.

"Are you up for this?" Scott asked.

"I've been up for this stuff since I was 13" I stated. Stiles smiled and they looked at my daggers.

"What?" I asked.

"Why do you have those?"

"I cant use any special powers so if anything tries to kill me I would like to be able to protect myself."

"Anyone else think we might be doing more harm than good?" Lydia asked.

"We're trying to keep a father from killing his own daughter" Scott stated.

"Did you bring it?" he asked Allison.

She reached in her trunk pulling the gun out and holding it tightly in her hands as we looked towards Scott. We heard gunshots and my head snapped to Stiles who looked at me. He motioned me over to him so I made my way to him standing beside him. Scott jumped on his dirt bike thing and took off as Isaac chased him and Stiles yelled for him. Stiles called his dad and was talking to him as Lydia and I stood beside each other waiting for him. Stiles and Lydia began talking about the doll and I completely zoned out as I stood tapping my foot boredly. We began walking through the woods as Stiles was on the phone with Scott and Lydia stood beside him. I trailed behind him and I stopped all of a sudden as I stepped on something hard. I heard metal clank and stopped abruptly. I slowly looked down and my hands began shaking.

"Stiles" I said as he turned around and his eyes widened.

I had stepped in a trap.