Solangelo Stories

Chapter Thirty Two - Beacon Hills

Solangelo / teenwolf crossover

Will dragged Nico into Becan Hills, they've been sent on a quest to find out what these supernatural tremors were. There were of course other people who could do this quest but Will wanted to show Nico around the country and Nico couldn't exactly say no to that golden retriever. 

Nico reluctantly trudged his way into this highschool they were supposed to scout. He immediately felt the strong energy of the supernatural. Will and Nico glanced at each other in mutual understanding. Right as they were halfway down the hallway they heard this one tall pale guy with messy hair and dark brown eyes mumble something about how to control banshee powers. A few seconds later he was practically pushed up against the wall by this other guy who seemed to be around the same hight, his skin a bit darker and his hai more styled. Anyway, this guy basically shushed him but was still just as loud. Will and Nico looked at each other again.

This pale guy saw them and grinned, he made his way over like a well golden retriever. His tail basically wagging. "Hi!" he grinned, "You must be new." 

Nico looked at Will as if he spoke another language. Will looked down at Nico and said, "edó eínai pou les geia." This is where you say hello.

Nico made an 'o' shape with his mouth before looking back at this hyperactive spaz. "Hell-o?"

His smile wavered a little bit before he went, "Ahhh, do you not speak English? That's okay. We can still be friends, I can do the talking. I'm Stiles, this is Scott."

He waved over the guy from before, he looked as though he was the leader of a group. Not a gang just a friend group. Nico's arm burned, he looked at Will and tugged on his arm. "What is it?" Will asked softly.

"Um, the marks. I think they've reopened." Nico muttered into Wills's ears.

Will put up a fake smile for the boys, "Ah... I'm Will and this is Nico. If you'll excuse us..." He grabbed Nico's hand and pulled him into an empty office leaving confused stiles and Scott behind. Nico rolled up his sleeve and Will pulled out his medical bag. 

"Damn what happened?"

"I don't know, it was fine and then Scott got near and my werewolf marks started to burn."

Will gently grabbed Nico's arm and rolled up the rest of the sleeve to examine the marks. They haven't reopened but they were a bit red. Will applied some ointment and slid his sleeve back down. It was a baggy shirt so it wouldn't really stick to his arm. 

"Strange, it wasn't open."

"What? It felt like it was."

Will sighed, placing a kiss on Nico's forehead, "It's okay for it to hurt. I think those boys have something to do with it."

"Did you hear what he said about the banshee?"

"Yeah," Will mumbled, "he was trying to control the power or something."

Nico's eyebrows furrowed in concern as he looked at Will. "Are you okay?" he placed a hand on his forehead. "You're cold. Are you sick?"

Nico began to fuss over him making Will laugh, "I'm fine, but I'm assuming this place hasn't seen anything good in a while. Besides I feel-"

 Just then the office doors burst open, "You! Wait who are you? Doesn't matter what are you doing in my office? You wanna play lacrosse?"

Surely this was the coach, "No... We're new here." Will rubbed the back of his head. His muscles flexed as he brought his arm up making the coach oogle.

"You should join lacrosse, you'd be a good field receiver." (I don't know shit about lacrosse so...) "And you should join him."

"Why?"