Doctor Who/Teen Wolf Crossover: Running Out Of Time

What Was Normal

It was strange when he thought back to this moment, everything had just been so normal. Well what was normal to him.

Nothing at all told him or hinted that this day would be the catalyst for his life changing forever. Hell this wouldn't just be life changing, the person he was would literally die on that day and be reborn. He was...no longer Stiles. It was as simple as that. A part of him hoped he could go back to that life but he knew he never could, not now, knowing what he did.

It all fitted together that it was him who ripped him from that life. The Doctor, that's what he was calling himself, ante thought of him just sent fires of rage running through his body.

This was all the Doctors fault, just like always.

But there was nothing that warned him that everything would completely go to crap that day. Nothing. It was just a completely normal day in beacon hills with the pack.

The pack were all around the woods, they'd split.

Him and Scott were walking together.

They were hunting a supernatural monster in their forest. Just a perfectly normal day for him.

Until that noise...

"What was that?" Scott asked, slowing to a stop.

Stiles stopped as well, panting slightly, man his lungs ached. Sometimes Scott being a werewolf was a pain in the ass.

He hadn't heard it at first.

"What no-"

Then he heard it, loud and clear. He didn't know how to describe it but something odd jolted in his stomach as he listened to it, what was that?

Scott and Stiles shot each other confused looks at the same time.

The wind strangely seemed to pick up around them as well.

Scott abandoned the monsters scent and ran in the direction of the sound.

"Hey! Scott wait!" Stiles yelled he stood still for a second then cursed as Scott ran out of sight and sprinted after him.

He caught up to Scott after a couple of minutes, almost running into him. Scott had just stopped suddenly, staring at something.

Stiles quickly looked to where Scott was looking and stopped, tensing up. His heart beating hard in his chest.

"What the hell is a police box doing in the middle of the woods?!" Scott said, staring at it in bewilderment.

There was no answer from Stiles.

"Stiles?" Scott asked, glancing at him, he... seemed almost like he was in a trance.

"Stiles?!"

He blinked a couple of times, frowning, he'd shaken his head, clearing some sort of mist that had overcome it.

"Mm?"

Scott frowned at him, concerned "Are you-"

Then the door of the police box suddenly swung open.

Stiles and Scott gaped.