CHAPTER ONE
*Stiles POV*
My supposed called "Pack" thought that I was just the weak, defenseless token human... but they were wrong, oh how they were wrong. I'm not weak, defenseless or even human, I'm far from it, I'm the last dragon in existence, all of my kind where wiped away by dragon hunters, including my mom. All the people think that my mom died on a car crash, but that was just how it looked like…
*Flashback when Stiles was 8 years old*
"Mommy, mommy where are we going?" I asked while my mom and I were walking down the street.
"Oh honey we're going to our secret place... I'm going to teach you some stuff about our little secret" replied my mom.
"That is soo cool mommy I can't wait to fly like you or or throw fire and do cool things" I say excited. We were walking down the street, the sun was starting to set and it was starting to get dark. "Shh remember what I said about yelling about our secret?" my mom told me putting a finger in my mouth. Once she removed her finger from my mouth I told her "yes, you said that I cannot tell anybody or say anything out-loud about it" I stopped walking in front of an ally and began to think "mom?" I asked. "Yes honey?"
"Why can't I tell Scotty about our secret? He knows how to keep them and he is my bestest friend" I asked with pouty eyes. My mom made a sad face and with a sigh she replied "I know Scott knows how to keep a secret but this secret is too big for him, and if Scott accidentally reveals our secret to someone-" I cut her off because I knew what she was going to say "- it will put us all in danger, including him" I sigh sadly. My mom was going to say something but some men dressed in black came from the alley and started circling us, I still wasn't that good with my heightened senses but I could smell gunpowder mixed with Dacron (A/N Dacron is the only poison that can kill a dragon).
I could tell that my mom smelt it too because her eyes started glowing orange and she hissed to them. The men pulled out guns and knives and one of them said with a smirk "What we got here ..Hmmm... a big lizard and a baby lizard" all of the men started laughing.
My mom looked me in the eye and whispered on a level only I could hear with my supernatural senses "When I say run, you run and don't turn back... I love you Stiles" she didn't give me time to reply when her tail and wings unfolded, her fangs, claws and fire eyes showed and she yelled "RUN!"
I was too scared to react but my feet started moving in the opposite direction from the men and my mom, I could hear guns being fired and painful cries from the men, I don't know what was happening, suddenly it all went quiet, too quiet I stopped running and concentrated on my hearing but I didn't hear any heartbeats.
I suddenly felt an immense power surging through my tiny body, my eyes glowed orange with red and I knew what happened, my mom died, I dropped down to my knees and I felt pain in my upper and lower back, a few moments later I was curled on the floor crying with my recently new black with specks of orange scaled tail and wings... *End of flashback*
Right now I'm trying to train with my powers because since that day I was never good at controlling myself. Like when I get angry sometimes the lights flicker or thunder is heard, or when I'm annoyed my eyes could flash or when I touch things they would ice over and things like that.
I'm pretty good at controlling my wings and more or less with my tail there are some times where it twitches inside my clothes, because for my daily life I have it curled up my waist or leg so I can hide it, and my wings are tightly folded against my back under all my layers of clothes, because sadly I can't make them disappear or anything so I have to hide them.
When I'm done "training" for the day I go down stairs with my tail out because I'm too lazy to hide it and I'm in my own house, it's so long that I have to drag it on the floor, but of course me being, well, me, I had to trip on the stairs and fell down the rest of the way.
I get up with a groan, the person who said that dragons are graceful in every move they make is a lying bastard, I thought while walking to the kitchen, once I arrive I make dinner for my dad and I.
When I'm finished I go to the living room to watch some Netflix while my dad comes home from work.
While I'm watching Supernatural I'm having some serious thoughts about that Amara woman, seriously I want her dead or locked up, just because she is god's sister doesn't mean that she's the queen of the world, and what's with Dean? you had more than one chance to take her down damn it!.
When I finish watching Supernatural I hear my dad's car 4 blocks away and I take that as a cue to start setting up the table and serving dinner A few minutes later I hear the front door open and my dad's voice "Hey kiddo, you here?".
"Yeah on the table" I reply, he comes and sits on the table to eat and we do the usual. We talk about our day when my dad asks the question that I had been trying to avoid for a few weeks.
"So Stiles, how are you and the pack doing?" Damn it, I thought.
Well, in the past weeks the pack has been more secretive and not talking that much to me, not even Scott. I think I already know why but I need to ask him first, "Well do you want the happy answer or the not so happy answer?" I answer with a sheepish smile.
My dad gives me a look. I guess I need to tell the not so happy answer damn, well there goes nothing... I thought.
"Well…ScottandthepackarenottalkingtomeIthinkit'sbecauseI'mthehumanthatonlygetsinthewaybuttheydontknowthetruthandI'mnotplanningontellingthemanytimesoon" I ramble fast hoping my dad didn't catch anything, but I was wrong, of course I was wrong, he will understand I always talk like this.
I hear my dad sigh "Stiles, I don't know about the pack, but I know what you're capable of and I'm not saying that you go and tell the pack about you, no, I say that you need to go and talk to them and see what happens, maybe they're just protecting you because they think you're human or maybe because of a completely different reason, I don't know but it's better knowing and affronting the truth than going to hide and never know it, and even if something happens you can always kick their asses across the world" My dad and I smirk at that.
"Okay I'll talk to them, but right now I'm tired so I'm going to sleep" I stand up and put the plates on the sink, while walking upstairs I throw a "goodnight" over my shoulder. When I finally enter my room I change to my pajamas and go to sleep, my last thought before I fall asleep being what will happen when I talk to the pack?
A/N Hiii guys so well I dont know if I should actually DO this story, if a get some reviews and favorites I will update, but a warning I will update randomly, and if you got any questions about the story you can comment it or you could PM me... so yeah thats all so review and favorite if you want another chapter! byeee xx