Stiles was beyond furious. Why? You ask. Wellnot five seconds ago there was pack meeting. Deaton, along whit Peter and Derek, was telling pack about werefoxes. They were creatures similar to kitsune. They controlled all elements and magic. And Stiles happened to be one of them.

Yes sarcastic, weak Stiles.

Now if they were only learning a little about werefoxes, why was Stiles so mad?

Because they weren't only learning, they were mocking his kind and Stiles couldn't take it, so he stormed out ignoring all the calls from pack.

Now he was in his room, looking at his reflection from mirror.

He saw a boy whit brown hair, glowing amber eyes, pale skin and lots, lots of scars. There were so many scars he had, some were from beatings he got from his mom others were from many missions he had, but there was one he hated most.

This one was, where his heart was. He got it when he was training to control lightning, but it went horribly wrong.

Stiles lost control and his arm somehow went to his chest.

He was lucky his mom was excellent healer or he'd be dead.

His dad, John, never knew his wife was werefox or that she was training their son to be a killer.

He only found out about supernatural world when Stiles and Cora explained everything, but Stiles still felt guilty for lying to his dad, his pack, the only people who really care for him.