I'm Not A Hero //Stiles Stili...

By ComeOnReginald

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"๐‘‡โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘“๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘˜๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘Ž๐‘ค๐‘’๐‘ ๐‘œ๐‘š๐‘’! ๐ผ ๐‘š๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘›, ๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘™๐‘ฆ, ๐‘–๐‘ก'๐‘  ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘’๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๏ฟฝ... More

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The three walked down the side walk headed to one of stiles friends house who having a party and in his words "they needed some normalcy in their lives"

"What?" Stiles looked at Scott

"What, what do you mean, what" he asked

"I mean "what," and you know what."

"What what" Scott continued

"That look you were giving." Y/n says for him

"I didn't give a look." Scott denied

"Oh, there was a distinct look, Scott." Stiles exclaimed

"What look?" Scott continued to deny

"The look that says that the last thing you feel like doing right now is going to a party." Stiles continued as well

"It's not that. It just seems weird going to a different high school's party." Scott defended

"I agree" y/n agreed "I feel like something's bound to happen"

"What? Would you-" Stiles groaned "God, one drink, all right? You'll be fine. I went to nursery school with this girl, okay? She promised to introduce us to all of her friends. So tonight, no Allison, Tonight, we're moving on."

Scott looked down at his phone, Allison was calling which he declined "You're right."

"That's right I'm right."

"Moving on." Scott nodded

"Onward and upward." Stiles pointed

"Let's do this." Scott continued

"That's what I'm talking about. Now look at me."

"Okay." Scott: said and they did this weird high five "How's my breath smell?"

"I'm not smelling your breath." Stiles shook his head then looked back at y/n who just stared at them

"You two are so fuking weird"

"Do you have any gum?" Scott asked

"No. No gum. You're fine."

"Can you at least tell me what kind of party this is?" Scott asked as they walked into the house

"Stiles!" A girl announced "Hi."

She began to walk over and y/n smiled wanting to get to know more about the people in stiles's life

"Hey. There's the birthday gir-" stiles began but she cut him off with a kiss stiles went wide eyed, y/n's blood boiled scott grabbed onto her hand to stop her form doing anything

"so glad that you made it." The girl smiled as she pulled aesy

"Me too." Y/n gritted her teeth

"Come downstairs with me and help me pick out a bottle of wine." The girl asked him

"Um okay " He nodded and followed her

"Hey." Scott walked to someone but they ignored him he turned back to y/n

"I'm gonna kill him" y/n nodded as she began to walk away from him "yep it's happening he's dead if she isn't first"

~
It was the next day, scott: told Stiles and y/n about the bruises on Lydia and Allison

"I don't see anything." Derek announced

"Look again" Scott demanded

"How is a bruise gonna tell me where Boyd and Erica are?" Derek raised a brow

"It's the same on both sides. Exactly the same." Scott: continued

"It's nothing."

"Pareidolia. Seeing patterns that aren't there." Lydia tells them

"It's a subset of apophenia." Y/n adds, she was stood closest to Derek away from Stiles

"They're trying to help." Scott said quickly

"These two. This one, who used me to resurrect my psychotic Uncle. Thank you." He pointed to lydia then Allison "And this one, who shot about 30 arrows into me and my pack."

"Okay, all right, now, come on. No one died, all right? Look, there may have been a little maiming, okay, a little mangling, but no death." Stiles announced "That's what I call an important distinction."

"My mother died." Allison nodded tkestds Derek

"Your family's little honor code killed your mother. Not me." Derek defended

"That girl was looking for Scott. I'm here to help him, not you." Allison shook her head

"You wanna help? Find something real." Derek walked away Scott followed him

~

Coach slammed a book onto the table "The stock market is based on two principles. What are they?" Scott raised his hand "Yes, McCall, you can go to the bathroom. Anybody else?'

"Uh, no, coach, I know the answer." He corrected

"Hahahahaha" he laughed then his smile dropped "Oh, you're serious."

"Yes. Risk and reward." Scott nodded

"Wow! Who are you?" Coach walked closer to him "And what have you done to McCall? Don't answer that. I like you better. I like you better. Does anybody have a quarter? A quarter?"

"Yep." Stiles reached into his pocket and a condom fell out making y/n's face drop immediately. She had to get over him.

"Stilinski" coach looked between the two "I think you, uh... You dropped this. And congratulations" he leaned in closer "I can kill you easy" he popped back up holding a quarter "Risk and reward. Put the quarter in the mug, win the reward. Okay, watch coach." The bounced the quarter it landing in the cup they clapped for him "That's how you do it. Okay. Danny. Risk, reward."

"What's the reward?"

"You don't have to take the pop quiz tomorrow" he smiled proudly

"Coach, it's not a pop quiz if you tell us about it." Danny looked confused as he leaned forward

"Danny, you know, I really expect more from you at this point. Really." He went to scott "McCall. Risk, reward. The risk: If you don't put that quarter in the mug, you have to take the pop... the... the quiz. And... and you have to write an essay. Risk, more work. Reward... No work at all. Or choose not to play. "

"But isn't this just chance?" Scott furrowed his brows

"No. You know your abilities, your coordination, your focus, past experience... all factors affecting the outcome. So what's it gonna be, McCall?More work, no work, or choose not to play?" Scott put it down "No play. Okay. Who's next? Who wants the quarter?" Stiles drummed on his table and raised his hand "There ya go! There's a gamblin' man! Come on! Step up, step up. All right, Stilinski."

The door opened as Stiles went to throw the quarter

"Stiles."

"Yeah, coach, I got it."

"Stiles."

He realized it was his dad and he looked up, as Stiles left the room Danny stood up to do it it landed in the cup

"Yes!" He cheered

"Reward! Okay, who's next?" Coach asked "Greenberg, put your hand down. You don't have a chance."

~

"So you think they kidnapped Heather to turn her?" Scott asked, y/n really didn't want to have this conversation

"Derek says it's easier to turn teenagers." Stiles shrugged

"But what would a pack of alphas need with a beta?"

"I don't know. I don't care. All right?" Stiles "This girl... Our moms were best friends before mine died, all right? We used to take frickin' bubble baths together when we were three. I gotta find her." He looked to y/n who gave him a look "you aren't my girlfriend you seriously can't be mad"

"And with that I'm leaving" y/n turned on her heal walking seat and minutes later Scott walked up behind her

"You know this makes you look awfully suspicious"

"Are you suggesting I killed her" y/n's eyebrow furrowed "you know me I don't kill, plus I'm not even supernatural"

"I know" he nodded "trying to lighten the mood " I'm sorry this is happening you know I'm here for you right"

"Right" she smiled

"Were gonna go help Issac remember what happened you coming" he asked knowing about the small crush the girl has had on him for some while

"Yes!" She nodded "I mean yeah fine sure"

~

They filled the already water filled tub with ice while deaton talked it through with Issac

"Obviously, it's not going to be particularly... Comfortable. But if we can slow your heart rate down enough, you'll slip into a trance-like state."

"Like being hypnotized." Issac questioned "Exactly. You'll be half transformed. It'll let us access your subconscious mind."

"How slow does his heart rate need to be?" Y/n asked

"Very slow."

"Okay, well, how slow is very slow?"

"Nearly dead." Deaton answered making y/n's heart drop as Issac stuck his hand in the water

"It's safe, though, right?' Issac questioned

Deaton sighed "Do you want me to answer honestly?"

"No. No, not really." Issac stood up and y/n pulled him off to the side softly

"if it feels too risky, you don't have to do this." She told him grabbing his already cold hand

"I know" he nodded bringing her hand that was in his and kissing it. The sound of a rubber glove snapping gaining their attention. Stiles was putting on a glove for no reason they all have him a look

"What" he announced before he took off the glove throwing it on the counter. Issac took off his shirt before walking over to the tub and getting in. Stiles covered y/n's vision

"Stiles!"

"What"

"Get out of my way" she demanded but he didn't he just continued to make sure she couldn't see with his jaw tight "you aren't my boyfriend you seriously can't be mad"

And with that scott moved Stiles away and to the other side of the room as Issac stepped into the tub. Issac let out breaths as the cold water touched his skin. Quickly Derek and scott lowered Issac into the water his head shooting back up as he growled

"Get him back under." Deaton demanded "Hold him."

"We're trying!" Derek yelledas they put him back under suddenly the resistance stopped and Issac resurfaced

"Now, remember, only I talk to him. Too many voices will confuse him and draw him out.' Deaton told them "Isaac? Can you hear me?"

"Yes. I can hear you."

Issac lips we're blue as he floated in the star

"This is Dr. Deaton. I'd like to ask you a few questions. Is that all right"

"Yes."

"I want to ask you about the night you found Erica and Boyd. I want you to remember it for me in as vivid detail as possible, like you're actually there again"

"I- I don't wanna do that. I don't... I don't wanna do that. I don't wanna do that." He panicked, over summer break they got closer and hung out and she's always had a crush on him but since she thought she was with Stiles she let it go but since Stiles did what he did, could she like him? The lights flickered as he panicked

"Isaac, it's all right. Just relax. They're just memories. You can't be hurt by a memory."

"I don't wanna do that." He continued to panic

"It's all right."

"I don't wanna do that." Again

"Relax. Relax. Good." The lights settled "Now let's go back to that night. To the place you found Erica and Boyd. Can you tell me what you see? Is there some kind of building? A house?"

"It's not... it's not a house. It's stone. I think marble."

"That's perfect. Can you give me any other descriptors?"

"It's dusty, so empty."

"Like an abandoned building?" Issac didn't answer,he stopped moving "Isaac? Isaac?"

"Someone's here." He grabbed onto y/n's arm that sat in n the side of the tub in panic "Someone's here."

"Isaac, relax."

"No, no, no, they see me, they see me!" He threashrd around in the tub, all y/n wanted to do was comfort her friend but she knew she couldn't say anything it it would ruin it all

"Just memories. You won't be hurt by your memories. Just relax. Relax." His body relaxed "Good. Now tell us what you see. Tell us everything."

"I hear him.' Issacs blue eyes ooened wide He's talking about the full moon, about being out of control when the moon rises."

"Is he talking to Erica? "

"I think so, I can't... I can't see her, I ca... I can't... I can't see either of them."

"Can you hear anything else?"

"They're worried.They're worried what they'll do during the moon. They're... Worried that they're gonna hurt each other."

"If they're locked in together on the full moon, they're gonna tear each other apart." Derek Whispered

"Isaac, we need to find them right now. Can you see them?"

"No."

"Do you know what kind of room it is? Is there any kind of a marker? A number on a door? A sign? "

"They're here." Issac sat up panicked, his arm still rested on y/n as he looked at her eyes wide with fear "They... They..."

"It's all right."

"No."

"Just tell us... Isaac: They see me. They found me. They're here!" He panicked more

'This isn't working." Derek said "Isaac, where are you?"

"I can't see them. It's too dark!"

" Just tell me where you are." Derek yelled

"Derek stop" y/n whispered as she walked his arm

'You are confusing him." Deaton warned

"I can't see!"

"Isaac, where are you? Just tell me where you are." Derek continued

"His heart rate... he could go into shock." Deaton warned

"Derek, let him go!" Y/n tried to stop him but he was too strong

"Isaac, where are you?" Derek continued to yell "What did you see?"

"A vault!" Issac yelled "It's a bank vault!'

"I saw it!" Issac shot up out of the water stepping out,y/n wrapped him in a few towels bringing him close noyt caring if he was wet all she knew is he was shivering"I saw the name. It's, uh... B-beacon hills first national bank. It's, um... it's an abandoned bank, and they're keeping them locked inside, inside the vault." They all looked at him "What?"

"You don't remember what you said right before you came out of it, do you?" Stiles asked

"No."

"You said when they captured you that they dragged you into a room and that there was a body in it." He reminded

"What body?"

"Erica. You said it was Erica." Stiles concluded

Y/n brought Issac to sit down, she went to step away so she wasn't smothering him but he pulled her back into a hug to warm him up

"She's not dead." Derek yelled

"Derek, he said, "there's a dead body. It's Erica." Doesn't exactly leave us much room for interpretation." Stiles argued sneaking 's glance at the two

"Then who was in the vault with Boyd?"

"Someone else, obviously." Stiles shook his head

"And maybe it was the girl on the motorcycle. Okay, the one who saved you?" Scott looked over to Issac

"No, she wasn't like us. And whoever was in the vault with Boyd was."

"What if that's how Erica died?" Stiles asked "They, like, pit them against each other during the full moons and see which one survives. It's like werewolf thunderdome."

"Then we get them out tonight." Derek nodded like it was a good plan

"Be smart about this, Derek. You can't just go storming in." Deaton wanted

"If Isaac got in, then so can we."

"But he didn't get through a vault door, did he?" Deaton: continued

"We need a plan." Scott announced

"How are we gonna come up with a plan to break into a bank vault in less than 24 hours?" Derek asked

"Uh, I think someone already did. "Beacon hills first national closes its doors three months after vault robbery." Doesn't say here how it was robbed, but it probably won't take long to find out." Stiles read from his phone

"How long?"

"It's the Internet, Derek. Okay?" Stiles said and Derek looked at him unamused "Minutes."

~

That night, they had planned that Scott and Stiles would go and look for how the person robbed the bank and y/n would take Issac to her house to warm him up. She obviously accepted so with that Isaac currently layed on the girl's bed wrapped in blankets under her comforter, a heating pad laying on his almost bare skin. As well as a hoodie and sweatpants. The girl walked back into her room now in pj's "you warming up yet?"

"Yeah, but maybe it would go by faster with a little extra body heat?" Issac asked, he looked innocent but you could tell what he was getting at. The girl shook her head and got into the bed next to him, this was just friendly, right? Once she got under the covers she helped Issac to lay on her chest his arm came and layed across her waist and holy shit was he freezing. Issac looked up at her "you comfortable, sure I'm not cold"

"Very" she nodded "for both but I'm not bothered"

Minutes later she asked him "Are you?"

No reply

She looked over and he was asleep, letting out a small laugh she smiled and drifted off

The next day Y/n was forced to stay with Issac while they broke into the bank seeing as she couldn't help them very much. She sat on her bed a sleeping Issac laying behind her she waited for a text to see if they were okay but to never came

~~

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