Stiles was surrounded by people with amazing abilities. Predicting death, healing fast, better senses, canines, gods at combat, archery, tracking, controlling electricity, morphing into a giant with their twin and he was just skinny defenceless Stiles. But he hadn't told anyone. He hadn't told them about his dementia or how it was getting worse. He had mood swings, panic attacks, nightmares and the latest one, a voice. A voice in his head. Until the accident. Stiles was driving away, away from it all. He couldn't stand always having someone else protecting him. He didn't know where he was driving to but just that it was away from all of them. The rain was pouring down onto the road as Stiles drove off. What happens when Stiles crashes his car and someone else finds him, something else finds him?