Party Favor ‣ Stiles Stilinski

Fourteen

"So werewolves exit..."

"Uh-huh."

"What's next, vampires, witches, mermaids?" Carmen questioned trying to wrap her brain around the situation. She couldn't believe what was happening right now, and not even a cigarette could calm her nerves.

Stiles shook his head. "Not that I know of."

Stiles then began to explain the story from the beginning. How one night in the reserve Scott was bitten by Peter Hale (Derek's uncle) who then began to terrorize their town including them the night at the school in his werewolf form and that it actually wasn't Derek. Allison's family are werewolf hunters and her dad was trying to kill Scott, and currently, her grandfather is. They attacked Peter after he attacked Lydia after the school formal and Derek killed him making him the alpha. With Derek as the alpha, he began to build up his pack starting with Isaac and then Erica then Boyd. There is a creature called the Kanima who has been killing people and is able to paralyse temporarily and they recently discovered it to be Jackson.

"And now you're trying to figure out why Jackson is doing this?" She concluded after hearing the story.

"Yeah," Stiles finished.

"And I thought my life was screwed up," She chuckled softly. "And you're nothing?"

Stiles clenched his jaw slightly. "Nope. Just normal."

She cocked her head slightly. "You seem annoyed by that. Why?"

Stiles huffed. "Because Scott is amazing. He has all these special abilities and is out there saving the day and I'm just Stiles who can't do half the stuff that he can."

"Screw having special abilities," Carmen told him. "Sure, they are cool but at least you're amazing on your own, you don't need anything special to be that."

Stiles seemed shocked by the kind words. "Really?"

Carmen nodded. "Really.

She wasn't one for kind words but for Stiles, she made an exception, especially after seeing how low his mood got once thinking he was nothing special in comparison to Scott.

"Sorry to ruin the moment, but we have to find Jackson," Said Scott, appearing from around the corner.

"So where are we going?" Carmen asked standing up.

"Oh, no you're not coming," Said Scott with irritation in his tone

"Cute, you think you have an option," She smiled walking towards him.

Scott knew how stubborn she was and sighed. "Fine, but you stay back when I tell you to. Okay?"

"Whatever you say, Scotty," She nodded with a smirk.

Scott sent Stiles an annoyed look and Stiles sent back an apologetic one. They soon followed the direction that Jackson went in and soon ended up by a club.

"Did you see where he went?" Stiles questioned his best friend who shook his head. "I lost him."

"What? You couldn't catch his scent?" Stiles asked.

"I don't think he has one," Scott replied with a frown.

Stiles sighed. "All right, any clue where he's going?"

"To kill someone."

"Sounds exciting," Carmen commented with a click of her tongue.

"Ah. That explains the claws, and the fangs, and all that. Good. Makes perfect sense now," Stiles replied sarcastically. Scott gave him an exasperated look which Stiles took notice of. "What? Scott, come on. I'm 147 pounds of pale skin and fragile bone, okay? Sarcasm is my only defence."