Unleashing the Beast Within // Stiles Stilinski

--Chapter Seven--

Word Count: 1425 

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A week or two had passed since Stiles last tried using his powers. It drained him of energy, and he couldn't afford to be weak all the time. If he needed to reverse time, it'd have to be a dire situation, not just if he spilt his cereal, (which, to him, would actually be a dire situation).

Stiles stood alone at the back of the line, waiting for his turn to shoot at the goal. It was game day tomorrow, and Coach Finstock was getting all the boys to practise as much as possible. Scott, who was front-line, hadn't been playing as well as he could've been, and everyone was noticing - especially Stiles and Coach.

"Scott, what's going on? Why aren't you playing like you normally do?" Liam asked in a hushed tone. Scott simply shook his head and closed his eyes in concentration, sighing in annoyance. It was almost Scott's turn to shoot so he readied himself. He didn't want to shoot too hard and knock out the goalie, but he did want to make an impact.

As if on cue, the goalie got switched out and Isaac was put in his place. Scott could actually try now without the fear of hurting the opponent. Isaac whispered to himself, loud enough for Scott to hear but quiet enough for no one else to hear.

"Don't be afraid to hit me if you need, I'll heal." Scott heard Isaac say, but Scott had already shot at Isaac as hard as he could, knocking him back into the goals. Coach blew the whistle then sighed, all the boys crowding around each other and sharing hushed whispers. Scott ran over to Isaac and helped him up.

"Shit, sorry dude! I forget how strong I am sometimes..." Scott said quietly, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. Isaac breathed a laugh and nodded, letting Coach know he was okay (even though he was struggling to even breathe).

"McCall, take goals. Lahey, sit off for a moment." Coach yelled out and motioned for Isaac to join him on the sideline. Stiles cautiously watched from his position; next in the line after Liam.

Liam took his shot. It was good but Scott caught it without difficulty. At last, it was Stiles' turn and Isaac was still off, unable to take over goals, which left Scott as goalie. Awkward, Stiles thought to himself. He then readied himself for the shot, breathing in and out slowly and closing his eyes to concentrate. Finally, Coach blew the whistle for Stiles to shoot.

Time slowed for Stiles as he opened his eyes and stared directly at Scott. He took the shot. The ball sped through the air, into Scott's stick's net and straight through it! The sheer impact of the ball tore through the netting and went into the goals.

Time returned to normal and all the other boys started cheering for Stiles. Scott, Liam, and Isaac look dumbfounded as all the 'normal' boys on the team cheered on Stiles.

"Nice shot, Stilinski. You'll play front line next game. McCall, you'll take over his position. And for the rest of you, training is over for today, go home and live your sad, sad lives." Coach hissed out sarcastically. Everyone laughed in response and headed into the locker rooms to grab their things and leave.

"What the hell was that?" Liam asked Isaac and Scott in a hushed tone. Isaac growled as a reply, letting his eyes glow gold. Scott simply shook his head in confusion, not knowing what to say. The three of them walked into the locker room, but everyone had already left. Everyone except Stiles.

Liam was the first one to see Stiles. He was just standing there at his locker, peacefully drinking water from his bottle. Isaac and Liam shared a glance before both looking at Scott who was busy doing stuff at his own locker. They returned back to looking at each other, smirking and nodding. Time to attack.

Isaac was the first to let out a roar, grabbing Stiles' attention. He whipped around to see the two betas fully shifted. Their fangs were extended, claws out, and eyes glowing golden. Liam roared after Isaac, scaring Stiles even more. Stiles faced the tough decision; fight back as a human or as a dragon? It was about time he started standing up for himself, so he chose dragon. Although he'd try to not make it too obvious.

Scott heard all the commotion going on and ran around to see what his betas were doing.

"What the hell is going on here!?" Scott yelled at the two boys.

"It's time we finally find out what Stiles is!" Liam growls through gritted teeth.

"We need to know if he's human or supernatural." Isaac snarls out, accompanying Liam's sentence. Stiles simply stands back, the fear completely washed off his face. He knows he can defeat the two betas easily, if necessary.

"This isn't the way to do that. If you want to find out, just ask!" Scott almost pleads to them. Isaac looks like he might crack and give into Scott's less violent ways, but Liam completely disregards him and charges at Stiles.

Stiles was not prepared for the sudden onslaught but nonetheless moved into a defensive position, ready for whatever Liam does.

"Liam! Stop!" Scott calls out to him, his voice loud but not enhanced by his alpha side. Liam doesn't listen and reaches Stiles. He raises his arm, claws extended.

"LIAM!" Scott roars, using his true alpha voice. Liam's hands go straight to his ears to cover them. He turns around to face Scott and Isaac, panting with his eyes still glowing. Scott's eyes return to normal as his fangs retract into his gums.

Stiles clicks back into 'human mode' and stands up straight. He doesn't know whether to act scared or actually just come out and say he's something supernatural. What if Scott doesn't believe him? What if Scott hates him...? Before he can say anything, Stiles feels his wings touch the bottom of his back.

"Oh God not now..." He whispers to himself. If he can feel his wings like this, that means they're visible. Not only to werewolves but to humans as well! He has to either say the spell or get home. There is one other way he can get away and it would probably be the easiest. Screw it, how can this go wrong? Stiles asks in his head. Before he can answer himself, he sneaks away unnoticed to the other side of the locker room where the showers are located.

Stiles listens in and hears the werewolves are all still bickering. Perfect. He lets the transformation take over and in no time at all he's shifted into his smallest dragon form - the one that can fit into the palm of a hand.

Stiles stretches his wings out so they're ready for flight. As soon as they are stretched, he shoots straight up into the air and lands quietly and gracefully on the wooden beams in the roof. He listens in to what the boys are saying, none of them even realising that he's missing.

"Wait, shut up for a second! Where did Stiles go?" Liam shuts everyone up by asking the golden question. "See! I told you he was something supernatural!" Liam shouts a little too excitedly and overly proud of himself.

"Maybe he just left when we weren't looking?" Isaac speaks up, trying to get back onto Scott's good side after not listening to him before.

"I'm sure that's what it was. Now let's go, we have to get home. We'll drop you off on the way, Liam." Scott says to Isaac and Liam. The boys grab their bags and exit the locker room, leaving tiny dragon Stiles alone in the room.

Stiles lets out a little sigh, which came out a lot higher pitched than he expected. He made a mental note to never sigh in this form as he sounds like a kettle.

Now, it was his turn to go home. He flew all the way to his house, not bothering to take his things. He'd just get them next time he was at school.

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Sorry I haven't updated in so long! I hope this update does the long wait some justice. (Did that make sense? I have no idea I'm so tired).  

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Anyways, I need to sleep so I'm off to bed. Goodnight <3

Until next time,

Natasha xx