Stiles travelled to the woods after an abnormal text from Scott- We need to talk now its important meet me in the woods in half an hour by Derek's.

Stiles finally reached Derek's house but Scott was nowhere to be seen, neither was Derek. The moon wasn't out it was pitch black, Something was off. Stiles noticed he was being watched from the bushes behind him. He slowly began to walk back the way he came with the mysterious shadow pursuing him rapidly as he quicken his space. Then he turned around to see a man with bright green eyes which glowed like light bulbs as The man built up in a run and pounced on top of Stiles instantly biting him in the neck.

"AAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWW!" Stiles screamed as he fell to the ground.

Blood was pouring out of his neck as if it was a water fall as the phycopath stood in front of him with a big smile which was surrounded by Stiles blood. The man was pale and had two fangs which could pierce through flesh to draw blood from instantly, then the was his eyes which could be spotted from miles away.' What is he?he couldn't be a werewolf for starters the moon wasn't out and he didn't have red eyes like an alpha.

"What are you?" Stiles moaned trying to stop the blood flow as he held on to a branch because he knew that if he fell he wouldn't get back up.

"I am not going to answer that and leave you to work it out. All I know is that your very important among us. This what ment to happen here and now so history can take its course" The man explained.

" Important among who?!" Stiles asked as he grew weaker by the second with his eyes clouding up.

" You will find out in time" The man smiled.

"Why wont you answer me" Stiles moaned as he fell to the ground.

"You don't look as brave as they made you out like" The man judged.

" Yeah. And you don't talk as scary as you look" Stiles groaned in pain.

" Speak for yourself ' The boy who runs with the wolves" He chuckeld.

"Cant wait to see there faces when they realise what you are" He added.

" How do you know I run with wolves!" Stiles demanded.

" I have connections here and there" He answered.

"Now hold still if you want to live" He replied.

"Wait. What are you going to do to me" Stiles questioned.

"Its a gift" He smiled a dark grin.

The man drew out a sliver blade and kneeled down next to him.' Is he going to kill me! I cant die here now I haven't even lived' Stiles mind screamed in horror and fear. Then the man cut his wrist and smothered it into his mouth. Stiles tried to pull it away but the man was too strong! Blood made it way down Stiles throat trickling. Stiles tried to speak to tell him to stop ,that he didn't want to become one of his people, that he just wanted to be with Scott and his pack. Stiles inside began to knot in pain. He was changing and the man noticed it to. The man pulled away his wrist quickly without hesitation he sprinted back into the dark void that surrounded them. Stiles fell in pain and fear of what to come. His insides churned with anger, the pain was the worst for his it was as if he had been torchered for what seemed hours were minuets. Whatever the man did to him it was only the beginning of a tragedy with Stiles at the centre of it all. He couldn't take must longer of it the pain was unbearable, then he tried to call of Scott but he couldn't, he couldn't breath! Eventually he collapsed. The pain was too much to handle. However the same questions kept on repeating in Stiles head. Who was he? What did he mean I am important among them? What was he or should I say me?

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what do you think? More conversation? More action? Let me know and I will change it

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