Stiles is an awesome character. I love that he is the only normal human of the pack, but I want him to be more badass. So this is a story inspired from the American Assassin movie starring Dylan O'Brien. I own nothing, that's all MTV and the producers of American Assassin, but they story will include characters from the show and some events. This is all in Third POV.

Prologue: Betrayal

Stiles felt left out for the past few weeks. Apparently there have been some pack meetings he wasn't invited to and his so-called 'best friend' didn't think that it was important to let him know. He had enough of it and called for an emergency pack meeting in Derek's loft. Everyone was waiting for Stiles. Scott, Allison, Lydia, Jackson, Isaac, Erica, Boyd, Malia, Liam, Hayden, Mason, Cory, and Derek were talking when Stiles opened the loft and walked in. Jackson was just an asshole like everyday and spoke first.

"Where the hell were you? Why did you call this meeting? Why am I here?"

"Shut up jackass!"

The tone that Stiles used was unusual and weird even for Derek. It was more like shut up or I will kill you. He eyed Stiles as he walked to the center of the loft eyeing everyone.

"What's going on? For the past few weeks, you have been ignoring me. No pack meeting, no info on what supernatural piece of shit is running around Beacon Hills, just silence for you guys." Stiles was upset, but he managed to keep his voice down, but stern.

Scott walked up to Stiles. "We hoped you would take a hint. We don't want you in the pack anymore. You are human, and it just makes us weak."

Stiles was surprised at Scott. His 'brother' is kicking him out, but Stiles wasn't surprised. He knew that he was going to the army and that people would forget him anyway. Stiles looked around the room, then at one person: Lydia. He walked close to her.

"Is this how you feel?"

Lydia looked at him with tears in her eyes, but didn't say anything. He took that as an answer and pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to her.

"Fine. That's for you. Everyone else can go fuck themselves."

Scott was shocked, but stayed put. Stiles picked up his backpack and left the loft. Lydia opened the letter and started crying. Scott cam over and read it.

Dear Mr. Stilinski,

This letter is in response to your enlistment into the Army. Your qualifications have also allowed you to be placed in the Army Ranger School in Fort Benning. Your presence for boot camp is requested on June 25th 2017.

We will see you then.

Scott dropped the letter and started to hyperventilate. Allison came to his side and calmed him down, while everyone else read the letter. After calming down, Scott passed out. When he woke up, he thought it was a dream. That he didn't betray his best friend, but the tears on Lydia's proved him wrong. He rode his bike to Stiles's house and knocked on his door rapidly. The Sheriff opened the door.

"Scott, he doesn't want to see you."

"I know. I just need 5 minutes."

"Scott he left for Georgia an hour ago. I dropped him off at the airport. We have family there."

Scott just stood and stared at the Sheriff.

"Do you know what he made me promise, Scott?"

Scott shook his head.

"That I still think of you as my son. That I still help you when you need it. That you will always be treated like his brother even though you do not deserve it. And that is what I'll do. Because my son is fighting for his country, and when he got that letter he couldn't tell his best friends because they were too busy shutting him out."

Scott looked at his feet now.

"Leave Scott. I can't even hate you because my boy would never allow that."

Scott left and went back to Derek's loft. Everyone was still there, but they got down to business. Somewhere, there was a supernatural creature doing some supernatural thing and they had to stop it, while Stiles lay in a plane waiting for his life beyond Beacon Hills.