Friend From The Ocean (Sciles)

Chapter 4

Scott
"You know I intend on letting you win, right?" Brody said smugly. I laughed a little bit.

"Brody, if I remember right,Stiles and I were always the ones to win fights when we were little." He smirked and shook his head.

"Well, I think things are different now." He pulled me out to where the others were fighting and slammed me into a tree. His eyes changed from a dark blue to a light aqua color. What the hell!? Since when can he do that, and why the flip is he hanging around a bunch of supernatural creatures!?

"Cool, but I can do better." I flipped it around to where he was pinned up.

"I don't think you can. Look around." I took my focus off him and looked around to see everything and everyone were frozen in time. I looked back at him with a shocked expression. He just sat there and smiled. "Like I said, I'm going to let you win, now throw me into the building and say you won. Do it!" I grabbed him by the throat and threw him as hard as I could into the wall. I shouldn't have done that. Lydia's going to be pissed that I messed up her house, cause he left a big hole in the wall. My bad.

"Agh! I didn't say break Lydia's house!" He scream at me, picking himself up. Damn he's tough! There's not a scratch nor bruise on him!

"Well sorry! What the hell are you?! A tank?!" Brody shrugged. He knows how he's strong. I can heart his heart beat picking up.

"I'm just that good. Now come at me and this time throw me into a tree." I nodded and ran at him with super speed, then pushed him into a tree. A small amount of blood came out his mouth.

"Ouch! That one actually hurt!" He pushed himself off the tree, reviling a branch covered with blood. He fell to his knees and coughed up some blood. I was going to go check in him, but there was no need. He got back up and smiled. "But you're going to have to do better than that to really hurt me. Now I have to throw a punch." He came at me extremely fast which sent me flying next to Liam's fight.

"God, that was goo-" I didn't have enough time to finish my sentence. He came over at full speed and grabbed me by the throat. Brody lifted my body into the air then slammed it back down.

"Good? Yes...We know this." His eyes turned black right before he slammed me down, leaving a dent in the ground.

"Brody....wh-what a-a-are you d-doing?!" I managed to choked out.

"Protecting our brother. We changed our mind. You don't deserve Stiles." He let me go and held up his hand. He popped out werewolf like claw and went at me. He isn't a werewolf so what is he?!

"What are you?" I asked. He smiled evilly showing a row of sharp sharkish teeth. What the hell?!

"We are the nightmare of all supernatural creatures.we are a cross between-"

"Brody!" A voice scream, that sounded a lot like Sheriff. "Leave him alone!"

"Gah! Not you! Leave us alone!" Brody threw some form of energy at the Sheriff but to my surprise he caught it. So does that mean sheriffs Stilinski is supernatural as well?

"I'm sorry Bro, but I have to do this." Bro? Isn't that his son and not not his brother? I am so confused. Sheriff threw it back at him, but it disappeared before it got to Brody.

"We think that was weak." Brody said with a laugh.

"It was a distraction." Right after that Brody's face falls.

"I'm not letting you try to control us Stiles! He was weak! Brody is weak!" Brody tried to go at him, but he only got half way before a large burst of vocalized sound hit him back. He yelled again, but this time he screamed a actual word.

"ZANDER!" Brody snapped out of it and covered his ears.

"OKAY STILES! OKAY! IM BACK!" Sheriff quit screaming a formed into another shape I know. My crush, Stiles Stilinski.

"Good, and you are not fighting this fight. I did not give you permission and that's against the rules so this is a invalid fight." Brody scratched his head as if it just hit him.

"Stiles, what just happened? I can't remember the day. Has Aberdeen been controlling me all day?" He questioned in confusion.

"You need to get help with that Brody. Your multiple personality disorder is changing you too much. Now on to dealing with you Scott..." He turned to me and bit his lip.

"How much do you know?" He's nervous, that's so cute.

"That you might possibly like me?" Why did that come out as a question. "Am I allowed to ask what is going on now?" He looked around at the frozen scene, to his his smirking brother, and then to me.

"I'll explain later just-" he stopped for a seconds and came at me with super speed that pushed me to the ground. We landed where he was onto of me and I managed to wrap my arms around his waist somehow. "Don't hate me." He slammed his lips onto mine and moved them in a motion that I soon followed. I know this is spontaneous, but we know we've had feelings from one another since middle school. Heck, we've even kissed a few times back then. I tried to push my feel away because I thought it was a phase. Turns out Stiles did the same thing and we were both terribly wrong. No matter how much I tried to love the girls I dated more than Stiles, I couldn't.  Their kisses were never as magical as this. When we ran out of breath we pulled back with smiles on our faces.

"I've always wanted to do that again, why would I hate you?" I cooed, putting a tighter grasp around his waist.

"Yay! You did it! And passed the test!" I don't fully get this test but whatever.

"Stiles, would you like to try and date again?" I asked with enthusiasm. A foolish grin covers his face along with a blush. God, he is such a goofball. Now I remember why I love him.

"Of course." Then we kissed again.