ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ | Stiles Mikaelson | Ding Dong The Witch (me) Is Dead

chapter 1 |intro

Stiles POV

Hi I'm Stiles, or actually Mieczyslaw Mikealson. I'm natures abomination itself, I'm a The Original tribrid.

You'd probably think: "what the hell does a powerfull Mikealson here in Beacon Hills playing a weak defenseless pathetic human?" Well, it all started 500 years ago. My selfish almighty brother wanted to sacrefice Katerina Patrova aka my best friend, so I helped her escape. I might be the most powerful creature walking on earth but that doesn't keep him from ruining my life.

A decade ago I felt drawen to this so called Beacon Hills so I put a spell on me so it looked like I grew up here, found a man who wanted to take me in after he and his wife couldn't get kids and lived my life hapily and peace full. Well that was BEFORE my new best friend got bitten by a type A werewolf (typ A is the one in like the Hales, Typ B is like Tyler Lockwood) now 3 years later after the bite, my "friends" treat me like trash while they are the most popular of school. Even my best friend! or ex-bestfriend.

The only people who had ever knew about me are Noah Stilinski and more people like Erica and Claudia, but they died.

I'm laying on my bed, thinking about the good times I had with my family, not the parts where they got daggered, but the moments like we had before all the civil wars between us.

While thinking about the time in New Orleans with Stefan Salvatore I got a tekst from Scotty.

SC= SCOTT ST= STILES

sc: Pack meeting, Dereks loft 17.30

st: okay, I'll be there ;)

End tekst

I knew what he wanted to do, he wanted to kick me out of the pack, me.

Oh man, I wanted to pull his head apart from his body but i decide to play along.

I look at my Phone, 17. 15, thanks for the late call.

I walk out of my room and hop in the crappy jeep.

As I walk towards Dereks loft I can hear them talking,

Lydia: We really need to kick him out, he is useless

Malia: true, he can't do anything

Scott: so we all agree on kicking him out?

I hear everyone murmering "mhm"

When I "finally open the doors, the first thing I hear is from MR. Sourwolf saying: "Stiles, you're late.''

'Well, welcome you too' I think.

Then Scott begins to talk: "You're out of the pack"

I smirk at him "why are you smirking, we just kicked you out!?" the banshee said full of confusing. I roll my eyes, and said: "I'm just amused, that you really thought you could survive without me. I don't need your protection" the whole pack looks confused af. "I don't need to be with you pathetic puppies, I'm way more powerful by myself" As I continue. While turning around, I got punched by Lahey. I ran as fast as I could(human speed), not wanting them to know my little secret, not yet

so this was my first chapter, I'm VERY BAD AT MAKING A SENTENCE, I also wanted to say that I got most of the inspiration from other stories, I don't copy, and I do make a own storyline, it may sounds a little familair. if you want more storiies or think ''hmmm, i wanna know what stories gave inspiration, cause i want to read more (better stories)'' check my reading lists.

BYEEEEEEEEEEE

special chapter for my IBFFS <3