Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Wolf
Summary: Stiles is turned into Vampire.
A/N: This is not a direct crossover meaning no characters or plot lines from vampire dairies will be in this story just the kind of vampires there are. Still I don't own Vampire Diaries either.
He and his father were going on vacation. Of course with the amount of money his father made they weren't going to a beach or even a hotel they were going to stay with his aunt and her husband and their 3 kids. Joey, Justin, and Jessica. Justin and Jessica were 9 and 5 respectively and extremely annoying. Joey was a year younger then him but they didn't really talk much to each other.
It was the middle of summer and Stiles had tried to get out of it, what with the alpha situation he thought it probably would be better to stay here in case they needed him. Of course everyone had encouraged him to go since he wasn't actually a werewolf and in the case of emergency they thought he would probably be more of a hindrance then a help. Never mind that he had saved their lives apparently since he was human he was just a hindrance even though they had tried to say it for his safety.
So he hadn't exactly started this vacation with the best of attitude so when Joey asked him if he wanted to come to a party he had said yes. He needed to get his mind off the whole situation and a party sounded like the perfect way to do it. He didn't know anyone at the party but honestly 15 minutes into the party all he wanted to know was Jose Curva. He was well and truly drunk when a pretty blond came to him.
"Hi." she said flirtatiously.
"Hi." he said smile what he thought was a very suave smile but look for the outside world to be very dopey.
"I'm Melissa." she said, she started walking away from the party and Stiles followed her only noticing her beauty.
"Stiles...is my name...your pretty." he said he noticed his words were slurred but he didn't care. The girl laughed a little. Because he was drunk he didn't notice the change in her eyes as they were predatory or that fact that her eyes looked strange. He did notice when the girl started kissing him which he happily reciprocated. The girl slowly moved the kissing from his lip down to his neck which he was enjoying quite a bit, until there was a sharp pain in his neck.
"Ow!" he hissed and moved his hand up to his neck only to find it bleed. "What did you do?" he asked. "Did you just bite me?" he said the shock clearing the alcohol out of his system in a flash. The girl smiled his blood in her teeth. She wasn't human that was very very clear but she also wasn't a werewolf. The fact that she seemed to have been licking his blood led him to vampire or it could be the lightheadedness.
"I'm so thirsty." she said and dove into his neck again. Stiles felt his life force ebbing his vision darkening. Then a startled voice.
"What did I just do? What did I just do? No no no you can't die! You can't die." There was liquid in his mouth and he sucked it in greedily not knowing or caring what it was because it made him feel better to drink it. He slowly started to feel better and better until he was able to open his eyes. The girl was gone. And his mind seemed kind of fuzzy, was that because he was drunk he was drunk a second ago but he didn't feel drunk now. He mostly felt confused. Where had the girl gone had she ruffyed him or had he blacked out from drinking too much?
He blinked several times then sat up. He was in a grassy field, he didn't remember getting there. He slowly stood up and saw that the field was only a couple hundred yards away from the house, he distantly remembered the girl leading him out here. He blinked a few more times trying to get his head to remember more but it was hard the memories were coating in alcohol. He started walking back to the house intent on finding Joey and making him take him home. Getting drunk had sounded fun, getting drunk waking up in a field alone and a little cold not so much. He walked back on the property and searched the house for his cousin Joey.
It took his several minutes to find him and when he found him he was in no shape to be driving him back. He sighed so he was going to be walking back or he would have to catch a ride with a stranger which was just not happening not that night. It was more then 15 miles away but Stiles figured that once he was far away enough from the party he would call his dad for a ride although he would have to admit to his sheriff father that he had been drinking, maybe he could walk the 15 miles. Either way he had to get started he had walked for probably an hour. When he saw headlight he made he way further into the side encase they didn't see him. The roads were unlit and he didn't want to chance it. The car swerved, and then swerved again, in addition to the erratic swerving the car was also speeding as well. This was so not good was all he was able to think before the car hit him.
