Hello everyone. This is my first Teen Wolf Fanfic but I've had some ideas running around my head for a while. Of course, I do not own Teen Wolf. So, here we go!

Stiles Stilinski was having the worst day ever. This of course did not count when he was possessed by an evil fox spirit called the Nogitsune. Nothing was worse than watching yourself hurt and kill people. This day however, began with oversleeping. His father had come into his room, yelling at him to get up. When he shot out of bed, Stiles tripped and landed face first on the floor. He realised that Malia was already gone.

Why didn't she wake me up? He thought briefly before grabbing some clothes that he hoped were clean, changing and racing out the door. He didn't stop to get breakfast.

As soon as he parked, Stiles jumped out of his Jeep and ran into the school. He arrived late to History and Mr Yukimura was forced to give him detention. Scott McCall, his best friend, gave him a questioning look. Stiles waved him off and tried to pay attention. That was when he realised he hadn't taken his Adderall. He inwardly groaned. This was going to be a long day.

'Hey, why were you late?' Scott asked as soon as the bell rang. He, Kira, and Stiles made their way to their lockers.

'Overslept,' Stiles answered simply. Scott nodded. 'Have you seen Malia? She wasn't there this morning.'

'Not yet, no.' Stiles sighed. Malia Hale was a work in progress. She had been a coyote for so long that she had forgotten how normal humans acted. 'I'm sure she's here, man.'

'You're sure who's here?' Malia said walking up with Lydia.

'Malia!' Stiles said sounding both surprised and reassured. 'Why weren't you there this morning?'

'Because we have school,' she answered as though it were obvious.

Stiles sighed. 'I know. Why didn't you wake me up? You know so we could go together?'

'I tried. You wouldn't wake up.'

'Oh.'

Malia nodded. 'Are you done questioning me? We have to get to class.' Stiles opened his mouth to say something but stopped himself. He just nodded. 'Good.' She leaned over and kissed him briefly before taking off down the hall.

'She's making progress,' Lydia said watching the coyote then turning to Stiles. She deliberately used Stiles' phrase. 'Well, we had better get to class too.' Her and Kira walked off.

The rest of the day consisted of many things going wrong for Stiles. He dropped his books and binders in the hall while trying to put them in his locker, he tripped over his shoe laces and hit one of the biggest football players, who in turn shoved him back, which then caused him to fall on his butt, he realised at lunch that he had forgotten his wallet so he couldn't buy any food, and overall he couldn't focus to save his life.

At the final bell, Scott, Kira, Malia, Lydia and Stiles met up to leave. They were all supposed to study at Scott's. The group headed out but stopped when Stiles didn't follow.

'You coming?' Scott asked.

'I can't. I got detention for being late, remember?'

'Sorry,' Kira said sympathetically. 'He can be really strict sometimes.'

Stiles shrugged. 'Not your fault. I'll meet you guys later though.'

The group turned to leave but Lydia stopped Malia. 'Don't you have something to say to Stiles?' Malia looked lost. Lydia gave her a look that said I-know-you-know-what-I-mean. Malia sighed and rolled her eyes. She caught back up to Stiles, who had started back down the hall.

'Stiles, wait!' Stiles stopped and turned around to face the coyote. He was met by her lips. After the initial surprise, Stiles kissed back. They broke apart. 'I'm sorry that I left without you this morning.'

'Oh, all is more than forgiven,' Stiles said with a grin. The couple kissed again.

'Mr Stilinski,' came Yukimura's voice from down the hall. The two grinned.

'I gotta go but I'll see you later, ok?'

Malia nodded and joined the rest of the pack. Stiles instead turned toward Mr Yukimura who did not look amused. Sighing he followed him back to his classroom.

'That was the quite possibly the longest hour of my life!' Stiles called Scott as soon as Yukimura had let him leave.

Scott laughed. 'Well, we're still here if you want to come over.'

'Definitely. After I stop home to get my Adderall. I have a major headache.'

'Ok see you soon.'

'Yep, bye.'

Stiles ended the call and pocketed his phone. He dropped off his books in his locker. Just as he was about to shut his locker, it was slammed closed. He jumped a bit in surprise. In front of him stood three of the biggest football players on the team. Among them was the one he bumped into earlier.

'Uh hey there, David,' Stiles said with a nervous smile. 'What can I do for you?'

'You can come with us so we can beat the shit out of you.'

Stiles' smile faded and he sucked in his lips. 'Or not…nice chat.' He backed up a few steps getting ready to turn and run. David had another idea. He reached out super-fast and grabbed Stiles' shirt. As he was pulled forward, Stiles tried to call out to Yukimura but was met with a fist to his face. Disoriented, Stiles was pulled off to the locker room.

Once inside, the other two, Tommy and Josh, locked the door. David threw Stiles to the floor. Stiles tried to push himself up but a foot was placed on his back.

'And why, may I ask, do you want to beat me up?' Stiles asked with his usual sarcasm.

'Because, when you hit me earlier, I spilled my drink on my girlfriend's new purse. She told me that I owe her another one.'

Stiles was still trying to get up, but couldn't. 'Well, if I hadn't been late today and forgot my wallet I'd help you out but-' He was cut off by David turning him over and pulling him to his feet. 'Come on man, what's beating me up going to do?'

'Relieve frustration,' David pushed Stiles backwards. He would have fallen but one of the others, Tommy, caught him and held him in the full Nelson. Stiles struggled but this guy was strong; really strong. He was too caught up on how strong this guy was that he didn't see the punch coming until it hit him in the stomach.

Gasping, he said, 'Ok…that hurt…come on…just let me go.'

David growled. 'But this is fun.' Stiles looked up and the sight that met him shocked him. David's eyes were glowing yellow and he had fangs. A quick check in his head told him that it was the full moon. And apparently David was a werewolf. Yeah, there was that too. He glanced to his right and saw another set of glowing eyes. Reluctantly, Stiles looked to Tommy and there were more glowing eyes.

Great he thought. It had to be today that this happened. I am so dead.

David roared and began to charge at Stiles. He squeezed his eyes shut but a loud bang followed by a thud made Stiles open them again. On the floor was David, bleeding from a hole in his head. Stiles looked up in shock.

Five men with big guns stood in front of Stiles. Josh roared in anger and Tommy threw Stiles aside like a rag doll. The two charged the five men. The sound of gunfire filled the locker room. Stiles took cover behind the lockers and covered his ears. Then everything went quiet. He thought about taking a look but he heard a woman's voice.

'Get the boy.' The woman had a thick Russian accent.

Stiles' heart began to race faster. There was only one door out and the group was between it and him. The only thing he could do was try to get to Coach's office and call for help. Slowly and as quietly as he could Stiles made his way. He stayed low as he attempted to turn the corner.

'There he is!' someone said. Stiles groaned and turned to face the man. He couldn't make it to the office and call for help. The rather large man walked toward him. Stiles took a step back.

'Listen,' Stiles said. 'I won't tell anyone anything.' The man grinned and grabbed the front of his shirt. This shirt would never be the same again. 'Please don't kill me!'

The man laughed. Then he pulled Stiles back to the front. The other four men and the woman were all standing there waiting. The men still had their guns out. Stiles looked between them and noticed how much they looked alike. Then the woman spoke.

'Test him.' Stiles' eyes widened and he tried to pull away. Another man came forward with a knife and handed it to the one holding Stiles. The knife was raised to the boy's face and he stopped moving. Then in a flash, the knife sliced through his cheek. Stiles cried out in pain as he was dropped to the floor. Holding his cheek, Stiles looked up.

'No change,' the man said. Stiles guessed the knife was silver.

'Good,' the woman said. 'He's the one we are looking for. Clean up and take him.'

Stiles scrambled to his feet in an attempt to run. However, he was no match for the five men. Soon, Stiles had his hands bound behind his back with zip ties and a piece of cloth shoved in his mouth. One of the men took his phone from his pocket and another led him over to the showers. Stiles was confused by this until he smelled chemicals. The men cleaned the bodies and the blood up. Another man came up to Stiles and dumped a bucket of chemicals over Stiles' head. It was freezing and it stung his cheek. Then he was forced under the shower head, where freezing water poured down on him. He was pulled from the showers and up front he noticed the bodies were gone. It was as if nothing had happened.

The woman came up to Stiles and said, 'Take the pictures.' The man who took his phone walked over and took a few pictures of Stiles. Stiles tried to make it difficult by moving but the one holding him squeezed his arm so tightly, Stiles thought it would break. The woman then said, 'Now, you can either come with us conscious or unconscious. If you try to make a sound, we will knock you out. Do you understand?' Stiles nodded and shivered. 'Good.'

A bag was then placed over his head and he was led by the arm. Stiles could tell when they made it outside. He could feel the chilly air on his wet skin. When he nearly tripped down the steps, the man holding his arm kept him mostly upright. He could he hear a van trunk door opening and he was shoved forward into it. The door was closed and he heard the van start up and Stiles flopped helplessly in the trunk.

Well, that's the first chapter. It's short because the story isn't all that long. Please review! Thanks!