Stiles Stilinski x Fem!reader

Part 52

I gently pushed open the doors to Eichen House.

"Good evening! I'm here to collect." I cocked the gun and held my finger over the trigger. The receptionist swallowed with a nod, letting me through. I smiled gratefully. Soon I was running through the halls and towards the supernatural section. For some strange reason, I found Sheriff Stilinski, three knocked out sheriff department staff and two supernatural creatures locking in cells. I sent a smile to Stiles' dad.

"What are you doing here?"

"Getting Hallow out, you?"

"Parrish." I nodded and lightly knocked on Hallow's window. His head was against the wall, tipped backwards, and he looked very...undead...His eyes shifted to me before sitting up straight with wide eyes.

"You're in Beacon Hills." I nodded and watched a beaming smile cross his lips before he was on our side of the glass enveloping me in a tight hug.

"Everyone's here. But we need to get the Grimoire." He nodded with a continuous smile. Stilinski freed Jordan and so Hallow and I began to take our leave, his arm slung over my shoulder as I held a semi-automatic in my hands.

"So, what's going on? What are the events of this year?"

"There's an Anuk-ite, Gerard has turned the town against supernatural's so there are more hunters, one of the hunters has the grimoire."

"Ooo, that's not good." I shook my head in agreement as he hissed.

"Therefore, our mission is to retrieve it while the others deal with this Anuk-ite thing." Hallow nodded in understanding as we finally found the right corridor.

We hurried over to the school and were quick to find Monroe aiming a gun to the head of a grey figure, from where I was standing, it looked like Peter.

"Excuse me, Miss Monroe." She scoffed, ignoring us. "I'm going to have to ask you to put the gun down." I had left my own weapon in the car since I now had Hallow. "I'd like to introduce you to someone." She turned her head in exasperation, wanting to get this over with. She immediately halted where she was, frozen by what she had seen. "This is Hallow, he's what I call a familiar, although you may call him Satan, the Devil, The King of the underworld." Connected to hallow at this very moment was a set of spectacular black horns to match his hair, an aggressive black tail fading into purple, like the mist of the shadows, which was actually at the end of his tail, and finally a beautiful black and dark purple sword was in his hands as a 'just in case'. Not only that, surrounding our feet were these creatures referred to as Shadow-Hounds, they were just like Hell-hounds, only further down and worse.

"Creatures of the living night, hear my plea and serve us." They readied to attack. "Retrieve what's rightfully mine, take lives if you have to." The creatures snarled before running at Monroe, in the process of her scrambling across the floor to get away, she dropped the bag and the book, leaving the Shadow-Hounds to grab both and bring the to me. I smiled and pet their heads, lightly taking the items from their jaws. They disappeared along with Hallow's creepy demon form. Monroe was terrified as we stepped around and over her. I stopped for a moment, turning to look at her. "Guess he didn't tell you Beacon Hills had a powerful witch, huh?" I made a pouty face. "Little word of warning the next time you go after my pack...We're supernatural, with supernatural healing and powers. We have a banshee, a were-coyote, a True Alpha, a werewolf every now and then, former Alpha's, a chimera, a Kanima-werewolf, Satan himself under the orders of a teenage witch. Four of us are Hales, we protect Beacon Hills, from people like you. Research who you're going against before you fight them, Monroe. Two people you're trying to kill because they're statues...that's my brother and uncle. Peter's died more than twice...They always come back."

I sighed and followed after my familiar through the school. I found myself in the library just as Stiles threw a jar of mountain ash at the Anuk-ite. And apparently Scott had blinded himself. Stiles glanced over to us, doing a double take because Hallow was back, although in demon form, we had two Shadow-Hounds circling us in protection, and I finally had my book back.

"What the-"

"I found Hallow!" I smiled in joy.

everyone was trying to get Scott to heal, but he wouldn't concentrate. I smiled sadly and knelt in front of him, Malia moving to the side.

"I can do something. Scott, this may feel really really weird, but it won't hurt, okay?" He nodded and I looked back to Hallow to see if it was okay. He nodded too. "I need everyone to step back a little." I took a deep breath, closing my eyes and focussing. Yet again, the shadows surrounded me and I was humming to give myself something to focus on as the moonlight was beaming into the little area Scott and I were. I was humming 'Silent Night', gently opening my eyes in hope Scott would do the same at the same time. He did. His eyes widened as I smiled at him softly. He sat up straight in surprise.

"W-what was that?" Stiles whipped around to face Hallow, who looked just as confused. "You don't know??" Hallow shook his head.

"That's never happened before." Hallow thought for a moment. "Mooom!!!" The woman in question appeared and she looked from smiling at her son to her smile faltering when it landed on me.

"(Y/n), how do you feel?"

"Fine, why?" She motioned me over to her and she pulled me into the corner, creating a little shadow mirror.

"You have a shadow form. Now, that's not normal with witches like yourself." I saw myself, but like Hallow, I had a tail and horns as well as this pair of huge black wings, similar to that of what you'd imagine on a dark faerie or a dark pixie. "You can travel to the Shadow Realm without Hallow, you can shadow travel. Anything my son can do, you can now do."

"But all I've done is healing."

"Exactly, and manifest creatures from our realm to aid your fight. You and Hallow, as a supernatural pair, are ,theoretically, unstoppable." I nodded in understanding. "To get rid of this appearance, just remember yourself as human. Oh! And you still, may, possess your werewolf powers." I nodded again.

"I'm one weird mess of supernatural, aren't I?" She nodded with a smile, letting me head back to my friends.