Sterek One-Shots

Beauty and the Beast

A/N: sort of a Beauty and the Beast AU sort of just liked the name 🙊 btw, this is the longest one shot I've ever written. Enjoy! Tell me how you like it!

Credit to BooksBandsFanfiction for this AU idea
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Leaves crunched under Stiles's shoes, a breeze blowing a few across the ground. He really has no idea where he's going but somewhere in this forest is his father.

His father disappeared during a police investigation. There's been search parties to find him but no luck. It just didn't make sense to Stiles, how can someone just drop off the face of the earth with no explanation?

Stiles sighs, rubbing his arms to try to create heat. The mid December weather was not being kind to Beacon Hills recently. Snow covered the ground and froze everything.

Slowly, a giant house appears. Stiles jaw drops, the house was like the size of a castle. How could someone just miss this?

Stiles walked up the steps that creaked under his weight. He knocked on the front door but with no response. Frowning, he stood on his toes to look through the small window. Inside was completely dark so it was hard to make out anything.

Thinking there was no one in there, Stiles turns the handle and walks inside. Surprisingly, inside was warm. A dim light was coming out if a room down the hallway. Quietly shutting the door, Stiles headed in that direction.

"Hello?" Stiles calls out quietly. He doesn't get a response which he kind of figured even with the light.

Stiles reaches the doorway and peers inside. A fire is lit in the fireplace on the opposite side of the room. Stiles lets out a breath he didn't know he didn't know he was holding.

Slumping against the doorway, Stiles stares at the fire. Who could've possible lit that? There seemed to be no one here and there's no way the fire would've stayed lit for very long without some tendering.

"Stiles!"

Stiles nearly jumps out of his skin as he turns around. Stiles sighs in relief when he sees who it is.

"What're you doing here?" Stiles's dad asks, his eyes darting back and forth.

"What am I doing here? What about you? You've been missing for days," Stiles says. He grabs his dad's arm and tries to drag him out. "Let's get you back home."

Sheriff Stilinski shakes his head. "Stiles, you don't understand. I'm stuck here. Leave while you can."

Stiles eyebrows furrow. "What're you talking about? There's no one here."

"That's where you're wrong," Sheriff mumbles. Stiles looks at him with a confused expression.

Stiles heart stops when he hears footsteps above them. His dad pushes him towards the front door. Stiles tries to stop him but has no luck.

"You have to get out. Now," his dad says. Stiles shakes his head. He looks around and sees a staircase near the front entrance.

"You need to get back to town dad. You're needed there. Just come with me," Stiles pleads. "Who's keeping you trapped here? I want to talk to them."

"Who are you?" a low voice asks, almost growling. "What're you doing in my house?"

"What're you doing with my dad?" Stiles challenges, eyeing the figure at the top of the stairs.

Suddenly, the figure of the man changes. It drops down onto four legs and Stiles stumbles backwards.

"What the hell?" Stiles mutters.