Every fairy tale comes with the same warning:
Good children should never go into the woods alone.
Stray from the path and who knows what you'll encounter.
A hungry wolf.
A handsome devil.
Or maybe something worse.
(Season 3A)
(Stiles Stilinksi...
Beacon Hills. Home of the supernatural. Where it seems like every supernatural creature is drawn to.
Some are the usual werewolves then there are others that are completely foreign.
Stiles knew something was up with the leather clad boy since the first day he arrived and almost scratched his precious Roscoe.
Maybe this is one of those powers for being in a cult. Or a trick of the Serpent. Stiles has never been more confused and when he's confused he goes to Scott. The latter may not know except whatever he knows himself already but it comforted him to talk to him.
"So... he has powers?" Scott asked as he looked at his best friend. Stiles makes a noise that was indescribable as he waved hi arms around.
"I-I don't know Scott! All I know is during his little tantrum, he touched me and I saw something.Li-like a memory or something." Stiles exclaimed as he thought back to the memory.
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"Oh my God! He actually smiles!?" Scott asked as Stiles told him about what he saw.
Stiles nods, "I'm surprised as you are, but I did hear something. Southside High." Stiles spoke. He got on Scott's laptop as he looked up the school and multiple ones came up.
