Stiles Stilinski was never considered one of the supernatural creatures of Beacon Hills (besides when the Nogitsune possessed him). But what if all along he was the most powerful of beings?
When Stiles is kicked out of the pack the Dread Doctors co...
The morning sun streamed through the curtains of Stiles' bedroom. He awoke with a fright as he saw a shadowy figure standing by his door. Instinctively, Stiles jumped up into a defensive crouching position on his bed.
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His eyes slitted and became a shade of purple while his tail turned up and came around to his right side; the sharp tip of the tail pointed directly in front of him at the figure. The scales on his back darkened in colour as his fangs protruded from his gums. He bared his teeth and snarled.
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"Woah woah, calm down kiddo. It's just me." John spoke gently to his son, with a small chuckle. He was the only one who knew about Stiles, besides his mother but she had died a long time ago. Stiles sighed in relief as his body relaxed back into a normal human-looking state.
"Haven't you heard of a thing called knocking?" Stiles hissed with a roll of his eyes. He put his hand on his chest as to exaggerate the shock he was in. His father simply chuckled at him as he dropped a newspaper on Stiles' desk.
"I'm going to be home late tonight, will you be okay?" John asked and Stiles nodded in response as he chewed on his bottom lip; deep in thought. "You sure?" The sheriff questioned once more, making Stiles look up and actually acknowledge his father.
"Yeah." Stiles shook his head and widened his eyes for a split second, waking himself up. "Yeah sorry Dad. I was just thinking, maybe Scott and a few others could stay over for the night." Stiles said, seeing as it was a Friday. John simply nodded in agreement after he reminded Stiles to take out the trash before everyone came over tonight. He walked out the door, closing it behind him.
Stiles let out a breath he didn't realise he was holding in when he heard his father's car turn on and leave the driveway. It was about time he got out of bed and got ready for the day ahead of him. He climbed out of bed, not bothering with hiding his tail, and walked over to his closet. After many items of clothing were thrown all over the floor, Stiles finally decided on wearing a red and black plaid shirt with a pair of black skinny jeans and converse.
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After waddling down the stairs and getting his tail caught in almost everything, Stiles finally reached the kitchen where he poured himself a bowl of cereal. He read the news on his phone as he quickly ate the food in front of him. Somehow, he managed to spill white milk on his black jeans. It wasn't until he was finished his breakfast that he realised his once clean jeans were now stained with white. He decided against wearing them to school as he'd probably get quite a few odd looks directed his way.
Stiles jumped up out of the seat, bowl in hand with the spoon handing over the edge. His tail got caught in the cutout in the back of the chair, pulling him backwards onto the chair. Of course with his luck, he managed to then fall off of the chair and spill the remaining milk in the bowl, all over himself. He cussed more than any sane person would before he finally got off the floor and stood up, making sure his tail wouldn't get caught in anything else.
With a sigh he walked over to the kitchen sink and put his now empty bowl under the tap to rinse it. Once he was finished, he walked up the stairs to his bathroom; hair soaked in milk. He muttered a curse to himself as he turned on the tap and shoved his head under the running water. With the water running cold, he ran his fingers through his hair, removing the milk that had merged into the strands of his hair.
Stiles finished with the sink then turned it off. He grabbed a towel from the rack behind him and started rubbing the towel viciously through his hair to dry it. Once it was dry enough, he took off his shirt and jeans and went off in search for another pair of clothes.
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Eventually, he found a blue plaid shirt and a pair of grey skinny jeans. He decided that it was the best he could find when he only had a minute until Scott would arrive at his house. Stiles quickly changed into the clothing as he heard Scott arriving at his house. He knew he only had 30 seconds until Scott would ring the doorbell, so he mentally started counting down the seconds as he ran around doing last minute errands. He used his super speed to get everything done so quickly, and he thanked God that he had the ability of speed.
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A sharp, piercing noise rang through the house just as Stiles had predicted. He breathed a laugh as he skipped down the stairs, not forgetting to grab his keys and backpack on the way down. Just as Stiles was about to open the door, he remembered that he'd completely forgotten to hide his tail. He couldn't just say it in front of Scott so he had to yell through the door that he was just 'finding something' and 'wouldn't take too long'. Scott didn't seem to notice anything out of the ordinary so he took out his phone to text Kira. Stiles sighed in relief as he walked into the kitchen so Scott wouldn't be able to hear him.
Stiles closed his eyes and said a few words in Latin, then focused on the thought of his tail being invisible. Once the chant was over he opened his eyes which were glowing purple. His tail was still visible to him but it was translucent in appearance. No one else would be able to see or feel it, unless the chant wore off or a werewolf used their heightened vision around it, but what were the chances of that happening?
Once he was sure the chant had worked he grabbed an apple and made his way back to the door. He breathed in and out, calming himself then opened the door, only to be greeted with Scott's goofy grin. Stiles walked out and locked the door behind him, muttering a curse when the key wouldn't fit in the hole properly.
The pair walked over to the Jeep and got in. Stiles put both hands on the wheel and sighed in humorous annoyance before he looked over to Scott.
"You would not believe the morning I've had." Stiles said seriously but complemented the remark with an eye roll. Scott just laughed at his best friend as they drove off to school.
Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! It's like midnight where I live right now so excuse any spelling errors and stuff. This chapter honestly made me feel so much better cause honestly, just try and imagine this actually happening. Ahh my precious Stiles :')
