The Second Stilinski

Chapter 3: Agression

Scott and I were on the side of the field waiting for Stiles. It was the last practice today. I suddenly noticed my brother running towards us like it was the end of the world.

"Guys, I overheard my dad talking on the phone. They found animal hairs on the body from the woods." He explained, out of breath.

"Stiles, I gotta go." Scott said walking away. Stiles soon walked behind him as he tried to hold him back.

"Wait, no, scott! You're not gonna believe what the animal was!" He yelled as Scott got away and ran onto the field.

"What do you mean?" I asked walking towards my twin.

"I mean that Scott was right." He explained.

"About what?" I was extremely confused at this point.

"About the wolf." He replied silently.

"Wait, what?"

"The hairs found on the body, those were wolf hairs." He explained looking at Scott.

I sat down on the bleachers as my brother was needed on the field. I wasn't alone though as I was soon joined by Allison. She smiled as she took the seat next to me.

We both watched as we saw Scott fall onto the ground. He jumped up with an annoyed look and continued playing like nothing happened. I watched as he simply ran past everyone and hit the ball in the goal with ease.

"I'll be right back." I said as I got up and walked towards my twin, who was sitting on the bench. I leaned over his shoulder.

"That's not normal." I said looking at Scott.

"I know..." Stiles replied also looking at Scott.

It was then we both noticed that he was talking to coach, he apparently got fist line. Everyone jumped up and cheered as my brother and I just kept sitting down with the same confused expression on our faces.

***

"Steph!" I heard my brother call me from his room. I rolled my eyes as I placed down my laptop and walked towards his room. "This better be worth it." I said to myself as I entered his room.

"Is there a gathering going on or something?" I laughed as I saw Scott was there too.

"Will you tell me now?" Scott asked.

"Tell him what? What's going on?" I said confused. Stiles then pointed at his bed as a sign for me and Scott to take a seat. We did as told as he then finally started talking.

"I've been up all night reading websites and books. All this information." Stiles explained walking in circles.

"How much Adderall have you had today?" I asked with a sigh.

"Doesn't matter, just listen." Stiles said as Scott and I laughed.

"It's not about the body is it?" I complained.

"Do they know who did it?" Scott said, clearly showing more interest than me.

"No, they're still questioning people, even Derek Hale." Stiles replied.

"Is he the guy in the woods." I asked.

"Yes, but that's not it, okay?" Stiles said annoyed. "Remember the joke I told you the other day?"

"The wolf thing?" Scott asked.

"Yes, it's not a joke anymore."

"I started all this reading. Do you even know why wolfs howl?" Stiles added looking at the both of us as if he was expecting us to answer.

"Should we?" Scott asked with a confused look.

"It's a signal. When a wolf's alone, it howls to signal its location to the rest of the pack." I answered, crossing my arms and looking at my brother.

"So if you heard a wolf howling, that means others could of been nearby. Maybe a whole pack of them." Stiles added.

"A whole pack of wolves?" Scott questioned.

"No, werewolves" my brother answered looking at me.

"Are you seriously wasting my time with this?" Scott said standing up. "You know I'm picking up Allison in an hour."

"I saw you on the field today, Scott. What you did wasn't just amazing, it was impossible." Stiles said as he tried to stop his friend from leaving.

"Yeah, so. I made a good shot."

"No, you made an incredible shot." My twin said taking Scott's backpack as he threw it towards me. I caught it as I placed it next to me.

"The way you moved, your speed, your reflexes. People can't just do that overnight. And then there's the vision and the senses, and don't even think I don't notice that you don't need your inhaler anymore." Stiles said, looking at him.

"Okay! Dude, i can't think about this right now." Scott said, looking confused and annoyed "we'll talk tomorrow."

"Tomorrow? What? No! The full moon's tonight. Don't you get it?" Stiles said talking louder with the second. I walked towards the two to make sure they wouldn't start fighting.

"What are you trying to do? I just made first line, I got a date with a girl who I can't believe wants to go out with me. Everything in my life is somehow perfect. Why are you trying to ruin it?" Scott said also raising his voice as Stiles went to sit down.

"I'm trying to help. You're cursed, Scott. You know, and it's not just the moon that will cause you to physically change. It also just so happens to be when your bloodlust will be at its peak." Stiles explained.

"Bloodlust?"

"Yea, your urge to kill."

"I'm already starting to feel an urge to kill you, Stiles." He said getting more angry with each sentence.

"You gotta hear this." Stiles said taking a book as he started to read. "The change can be caused by anger or anything that raises your pulse. All right? I havn't seen anyone raise your pulse like Allison does." He added standing up as he threw the book on his desk. "You gotta cancel this date. I'm gonna call her right now." My brother walked towards Scott's backpack as he took his phone and started to unlock it.

"What are you doing?" Scott asked.

"Canceling your date"

"No, give it back." He said as he pushed my brother against. He pushed away his chair in frustration as he then made his hand into a fist, ready to hit him.

"Scott!" I yelled as I took his wrist in my hand so his fist wouldn't hit my twin brother's face. His eyes found his way to mine as he lowed his fist and saw my anger. He took a step back.

"I'm sorry." Scott said. "I'm gonna get ready for that party" He added as he took his bag, ready to leave.

"I'm sorry." He repeated as he looked at us a last time before leaving.

"Are you okay?" I asked as I turned around to face my brother.

"I'm fine." He answered moving away from the wall. He took his chair to place it back when he immediately directed his eyes to me again, which were filled with worry.

"What's wrong? Did he hurt you?" I asked just as worried.

"No, just look." He said as he showed me the back of his chair. My eyes widened at what I saw.

There was a huge claw print across the whole chair.

"We need to find him, now." I said looking directly at my brother.