Summary: "What if" two simple words…easily said, easily ignored. But yet hold so much power. 'What if'…can bring a person their greatest nightmares into fruition, or grant them Hope to live on and see the Light in the never ending sea of darkness…'What if'…What if. What do we really know about Stiles? 'What if the details of his mother death was a lie…what if Stiles has secrets of his own…
Prolog:
16 year old Stiles was currently sitting by his computer desk looking out his window, the sky is semi dark as its about 5:55 am, another sleepless night. The same dream again, he cant get her voice out of his head no matter how hard he tries its all in vein. Another night waking up screaming into the night, another night alone soothing his nightmares away since his father is at work as usual. Sometimes it seems like he does all niters on purpose.
His eyes are glued to the window into the early morning sky waiting in anticipation, as the sky glows lighter and lighter by the second. His eyes unmoving, his breath once erotic has calm down greatly as more and more light dances across the heavens, focus far off into the distance where the mountains seem to kiss the sky, there! He can see it finally. Moving but an inch forward his eyes lock onto into, yes at last his greatest comfort his only light in this cruel world has come once more to great him, the Sun. As its fist rays dash across the sky in blinding speed they hit his very being. His skin seems to come alive as shivers runs down his spine, and his eyes glow a dark jade. A soft smile dancing across his lips as he inhales deeply and lets it out slowly. The Moon be damned, his kind had stop following it for many years now…they rejected her fake light, her cold warmth. No his kind….he follows the 'Eternal Sun' for its warmth is real, the Sun has never lied to him, never left him alone when he needed it the most, it rose as it did every day before and it shall keep doing so for the days to come.
Closing his eyes slowly he inhales deep once more as he stands up trenching his arms above his head. When he opens his eyes once more his whole form has change, eye still glowing a dark jade, his ears seem to have taken a pointed form with what looks like small patches of brown fur covering them, his nails have been replace by shard claws, and the biggest change of all a tail. Yes a long tail dances behind him moving to and fro in place, as long as his height, brown in color as well with a dirty white patch at its point. Yes the Warmth of the sun always did this to him, specially the dawns fist light. For he is Fox…
OC: Okay! woot! tell me what ya peeps think!, yes? no? dont quit my day job? xD let me know =)