Stiles was sitting at home doing nothing, he had finished his homework, his dad was at work, Scott was trying to fix things with Allison so she didn't get with Isaac, not like he has to be an Alpha, but wait he does. Stiles had nothing to do, The pack had defeated the Alpha's and Stiles had nothing to research for the pack, and it was more boring than listening to your dad tell you about the good ole' days.
Stiles was tired of just sitting there, he was going to go out for a run. Regardless it being 8 PM, and was already dark. Stiles picked up his weapons vest, putting it on over his white t-shirt. Stiles picked up his red hoodie, zipping it up. Stiles put on some running shoes and walked out of the door.
Stiles was somewhere in the woods when he heard a sound of something rustling, it only came to be of worry when he realized it was something following him. Stiles picked up his pace, trying to get away from whatever was following him. Stiles un-zipped his hoodie pulling out two 9mm's. Stiles turned around stopping himself, he shot in the air, seeing if he could scare the creature off. His attempt failed, instead giving the creature time to attack Stiles. Stiles looked down at his stomach, there where three huge gashes. Stiles looked around for the creature, trying to not think about the pain.
Stiles saw the creature just before leaping, it knocked both of the guns out of his hands. Stiles was starting to panic, until he remembered Allison had made him wear a thigh wrap, concealing a knife. Stiles pulled out the knife, it was coated with wolfs bane but that didn't matter, it was sharp and could kill. Stiles looked for the creature once again, and turned around, the creature was mid leap, Stiles ducked, stabbing the creature in the chest, as the creature moved the knife dug all the way into the creatures stomach, coating stiles in blood among other things.
Stiles walked away from the scene, clutching his stomach, he looked down, just noticing how much blood he was loosing. Stiles walked over to a tree, sitting, resting his back on it. Stiles pulled his red hoodie off, using the sleeves the tie it around his abdomen. Stiles drifted off into a deep sleep.
When Stiles awoke he was still propped against the tree. It was still dark so he thought he might have just drifted off for a few seconds. Stiles picked himself up off of the dirty forest floor, wiping off his ass. Stiles limped for hours, now noticing how deep he got into the forest. Stiles finally found the edge of the forest near his house. Stiles thanked the heavens. He limped a little more, only to fall down on the side of the road. A car pulled over, Stiles didn't get to see it before he passed out once again.
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