Demon Hunts, A Winchester Initiation [Book 4]

Tulpa's Or Werewolves

Notes:

Ahhh I have something to say. I added my own kind of lore to battle the different supernatural x Teen wolf lore on werewolves. I talk about it in the story no worries. If it's not clear just message me I'll explain in greater detail.

But otherwise Enjoy!!!

You all better love me. This chapter is long as fuck.

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Stiles POV:

"Okay Bobby" I hear myself say. As I walk into school I have this creepy smirk on my face.

"Now let's have some fun huh Stiles." "

You know Bobby knows something wrong it's only a matter of time." I feel my smile getting bigger,

"Well, then all we have to do is kill him. Eliminate the threat and all."

"You ass." I start to laugh when Lydia and Alli come up to me.

"Hey Stiles, what's so funny?" Alli asks.

"Oh, nothing just something Bobby said." Lydia gives me this look,

"Bobby? Who is that?" I laugh,

"The hunter who trained me."

"You dumbass I didn't get the chance to tell Lydia yet." I frown.

"Stiles I didn't tell her you said you would," Alli says.

"Oh, it slipped my mind," I say.

"Tell me what?" Lydia was pouting at being ignored. I scratch my head.

"Well I didn't go to FBI training over the summer I was with a hunter train to be a hunter. Which I am, now." Lydia punched my arm,

"You should have told me." But right after she touched me she backed up.

"Lydia?" I asked. Though there was no concern.

"Lydia are you okay what happened," Allison asked in concern. Lydia tilted her head,

"Who are you?" Alli looked confused.

"What do you mean Lydia, it's Stiles," Allison says confused. I was frowning.

"No, it isn't who are you?" I look to Allison,

"What's happening?"

"Haha you didn't count to run into a banshee, did you. Lydia might not know what's wrong but all she has to do is speak to the right people."

"You're not Stiles. I feel coldness and hatred coming off you. I can hear voices, screaming. They want to get out. Let him go!"

"Yes, you redheaded goddess. Oh if I had control of my body I would just kiss you." But instead, my mouth just looked confused,

"I don't understand Lydia. I'm Stiles are you okay?" Lydia backed up as I moved closer.

"Don't touch me! I don't know who you are or what you've done. But your not Stiles." Lydia looks toward Allison.

"That's not Stiles. There's some-" Lydia faint's. I know Gerard did something.

"Don't you touch her, I'm going to kill you."

"Allison I assure you I'm me. I swear, maybe her Banshee thing is messing with her." Allison looks skeptical but agrees in the end.

Lydia is in the nurse's office recovering, Allison and I are on the field. She's sitting next to me on the bench. Gerard was extra careful about acting like me. So Alli seems to trust me more than this morning.