Two Wrongs Make a Right

Training

"Train me, Derek. I have to help you." Stiles said, determined to help Derek.

"Fine. But we have to do it at my house. All my training equipment is there." Stiles nodded and turned around to go to Derek's.

~Time Skip to the Hale House~

"Right, so first I'll teach you how to use basic weapons. After that, we can work on your strength." Derek said as he grabbed a box filled with weapons. He had guns, machetes, nunchucks, and all sorts in there.

"Can I start with the guns?" Stiles asked jumping up and down until Derek handed him a rifle gun.

"Don't shoot that in here. Well go to the basement. I have targets down there that you can shoot." He said as he led Stiles to the basement. "So, with this one you hold it like this." He explained. He had his front pressed on Stiles's back as he moved the boys hands to the right places of the gun. "This one has a bit of kick back so be carefu-"

Derek hadn't even finished his sentence before Stiles shot the gun. He got a bullseye straight away. "Wow, how did you do that? I took ages learning how to use guns."

"My dad is the sheriff, Derek. I know how to use guns." He smirked, putting the gun down. "Come on, show me other stuff."

"Fine." He said turning to grab a different weapon out of the box. Next thing Stiles knew, Derek was walking toward him twirling 2 daggers in his hands.

"Now that's cool." Stiles smiled. Man, Derek looked hot while he did tricks with those daggers.

"Take these, I'll teach you how to use them. Then I'll show you how to fight. You can practice on me." Derek explained.

"No, Derek I don't want to hurt you." Stiles said, worry filling his voice.

"It's okay, I'll heal." Stiles nodded and continued being taught how to use the weapons.

~Time Skip to End of Training~

"Right, so could you explain the positions to me one more time?" Derek asked, trying to grasp where everyone will be.

"Sure. Scott and Isaac will be sneaking in the house because they think they know how to sneak up on you, Allison will be on watch outside, I assume Mason will be putting mountain ash around the house, Lydia, Jordon, Kira and the others will be back up, Malia will come in once Scott and Isaac have caught you. Oh, and Corey will be sneaking in, too. The others might show up to help or might not, I don't really know."

"Right... so what are each of them so I can recognise them? I've never met them before, remember." Stiles sighed before taking a deep breath ready to speak.

"Isaac, Liam and Hayden are werewolves, Theo and Corey are chimeras, Malia is a werecoyote, Allison is a hunter, Lydia is a banshee, Jordon is a hellhound, Kira is a kitsune, Scott is also a werewolf, as you know, and Mason is human." Stiles took another deep breath after that long list.

"That's one strange pack." Derek chuckled. "Are you sure you're ready for this?"

"Well I've been trained by the best." Stiles answered, punching Derek's arm.

"Okay, I know that was meant playfully, but you're stronger now and that actually hurt a bit." Derek said, causing both of them to burst out laughing. "I love you so much." He added, holding Stiles hand.

"I love you too, sourwolf." Stiles giggled before kissing Derek, who pulled away quickly. "What's wrong?" Derek shushed him and looked around the room, listening for something that Stiles couldn't hear.

"They're here."

I know this chapter is a little shorter than usual, but I felt like that was a good place to end it. Follow my account to be notified when I update, and don't forget to vote :)