Stiles The Teen Wolf

Episode One: Wolf Moon

Stiles The Teen Wolf

Episode One: Wolf Moon

Darkness was a blessing in Stiles' opinion. It allowed for quick and unnoticed movements as he made his subtle way to his best friends house to fill Scotty boy in on the newest, and to be honest most exciting, case Beacon Hills had ever been host to in over four years. Then again, he really wouldn't have to do this sort of thing if the kid would just answer his damn phone.

Climbing up to his friend's window though, turned out to much more difficult than he first anticipated.

"I need to get out more." Stiles mutters to himself. "I never noticed this until now but Scott man, your roof has like, vines and shit everywhere." And just as he says this, his foot slips on one of the vines.

The ride down was much faster than the climb up and before Stiles even knew what was going on, he was hanging upside down. 'oh god' he moaned in his own head before a scream startled him and his own startled yell was ripped from his throat. He noticed Scott just as the boy calmed and began to speak.

"Stiles what the hell are you doing!" His best friend accused fiercely making Stiles indignant.

"You weren't answering your phone!" He called back and that's when he noticed what was in Scott's hands. "Why do you have a bat?"

Scott only took a second to answer, looking just a little bit embarrassed. "I thought you were a Predator."

Stiles wanted to laugh. He let his arms express his thoughts though. "A Preda- ugh-ts, look. I know it's late but you got to hear this."

Wow, it's hard to breathe upside down Stiles idly thinks as he takes a deep breath before he starts his story. "I saw my dad leave twenty minutes ago. Dispatch called, their bringing in every officer from the Beacon department and even state police." I really can't hang here much longer.

Scott took a heartbeat to look confused. "For what?"

Oh-kay, I gotta get down. Stiles reaches up to his ankle where he could feel one, or multiple of the vines digging into him. "Two joggers found a body in the woods." Just as he says this, the vines give and Stiles drops, catching himself in a crouch as he hears Scott ask a question, and he tries to hold in the reflex he has for stupid question, but it just wasn't meant to be.

"A dead body?"

Good god the boy is adorable. "No, a body of water!" Stiles rolled his eyes. "Yes dumbass a dead body." He makes to climb over the porch railing and Scott gives him room, not pointing out how hard Stiles is breathing. Instead, getting interested in the story.

"So you mean, like a murder?"

Stiles considers this a safe, not-so-stupid question, so he answers honestly. "Nobody knows yet. They just know it was a girl, probably in her twenties."

Scott's eyebrows raise and Stiles knows exactly where his friend's thoughts are going, right where they needed to go.

"Wait, hold on, if they found the body, what are they looking for?"

Yes! The right question! Stiles doesn't hide his excitement as he answers. "That's the best part." He lets it hang there as he watches Scott's face. "They only found half."

Stiles knew the exact moment Scott realized what he was getting at, and he couldn't help grinning at his friends look of near panic.

"We're going."

And they did.

The location had been mentioned before his dad had left. Beacon Hills Preserve. A patch of woods that was owned by a family a long time ago that's now just the outskirts of their town. His Jeep made it to the back entrance of the Preserve before Scott finally spoke up.