Synopsis: Stiles gets kicked out of the pack after the Nogitsune's possession and the death of the Sherrif. He moves away, only to return a year later with friends, new and old, to defeat a powerful new enemy.

Warnings: Slash, Many OCs

Chapter One: Endings and Beginnings

"You're out," Scott growled. "You killed Allison. You killed Aiden. You made Isaac leave. You're out of the pack."

Stiles stood in shock.

They were having a pack meeting at Derek's warehouse. Scott, Derek, Ethan, and Kira were glaring at him, while Peter just looked shocked.

"Are... Are you insane?" Peter exploded. "Stiles is the only intelligent one here! Without him, this pack is nothing. Nothing. That's why the Nogitsune targeted him!"

"Shut up, Peter." Scott and Derek growled in unison.

Peter looked gobsmacked, and Stiles just stood, utterly frozen, until the familiar feeling of nothingness settled in.

"Bye." He said, turning and leaving in silence.

"Stiles!" Peter called, "Wait." He said, catching up to him easily outside the warehouse.

"What?" Stiles snapped irritably.

"Stiles... I know about your father." Peter said.

Stiles' eyes widened and he looked back to the warehouse in a panic, hoping the others hadn't heard.

He was going to tell them at the meeting: His father had died earlier that day after being stabbed by a suspect in a robbery case called Donovan. Donovan had been sent to prison, but his father had died in hospital. Melissa had offered to take him in and had been planning to tell Scott, thinking he'd be happy to have his best friend move in, but apparently, that wasn't going to happen anymore.

"They can't hear us. That's the beauty of soundproof walls. The only downside is we can't hear them either." Peter shrugged. "Where are you going?"

"Why do you care?" Stiles asked.

"I don't."

"So why are you asking?" Stiles sighed.

"Because it's protocol for the alpha to make sure any who leave his pack, no matter who's decision it is, has a place to go. Scott is too stupid to do it, but if I just let you go I'll be breaking the Lycan's Code." Peter said smoothly.

"There's a code?" Stiles asked.

"Yes. Now answer my question, where are you going?" Peter demanded.

"Florida," Stiles said. "I know somebody there."

"How will you get there?"

"I've enough money to buy a plane ticket." Stiles shrugged.

"Alright," Peter said. "Good luck Stiles." He said, walking back to the warehouse without a word more, leaving Stiles contemplating this 'Lycan's Code' and Peter's sudden kindness.

"To you too." Stiles sighed, walking to his jeep with a sigh.

He drove to his house, climbed into his room via the window and fell asleep on his bed for the last time.

Stiles walked out of the airport, glancing around. His emotions hadn't returned yet from last night.

He sighed. Hopefully, it would be a while until they crashed into him.

He hailed a cab and gave him the address, closing his eyes tiredly. He knew Isaac would allow him to stay for a while as he had told the other the circumstance when he had woken up the morning after Scott had kicked him out of the pack. Since then, Stiles had struggled with the legalities of his father's death, though Parrish, the deputy who was to become Sherrif soon, had been helping him as much as he could.

He had been given a week's notice to leave the house, which was enough time to explain to Melissa that he would be moving away and convince his ex-best friend's mother that he would be fine and that he didn't need any cooked meals to last him; he could cook for himself. Melissa, as Stiles had requested, hadn't told Scott about his father's death and wouldn't until he had left. He had simply told her they'd had a falling out and Scott had all but abandoned him (not knowing that Melissa already knew all about the supernatural from Chris Argent), which she had accepted.

He had left on the last day of his week, insisting to Parrish and Melissa that he would be absolutely fine, oh my gosh!

He fell asleep in the back of the cab as the cabby drove onto Isaac's house.

One Year Later

"Stiles," Isaac whined, "I don't wanna go back."

Stiles frowned down at the puppy of a teen.

"You know why we have to." Jackson snickered. "McCall is too weak to fight off anything without us."

Stiles rolled his eyes.

Over the last six months, much had changed. Stiles had stayed with Issac, who had kept in contact, not at all blaming him for what happened with the Nogitsune as he understood how spirits worked. It wasn't Stiles' fault that what happened happened.

Stiles had been bitten by a rogue alpha not two weeks after moving to Florida when he had tagged along to Isaac's pack's favourite spot in town, a nightclub known as the 'Dark Siren'. Stiles had been shocked to discover just who was in Isaac's pack: Jackson had joined almost a year before and had since learnt to control the Kanima and not be as much of an asshole.

The pack had been made up of a strange mash of monsters: two werewolves (Isaac and Delaney, the alpha), Jackson the Kanima, Isabel the Raiju, Jake the Hellhound, Tessa the werecoyote, and Maya the Kitsune. There was also their Emissary, Emma, who was a fully trained Mage as well as a druid, which always came in handy. Delaney had been Jackson's master until he had died. When he did, Maya, being the oldest, had taken over this job.

When Stiles was bitten, he didn't turn into a werewolf as was to be expected. He became what Emma called a Werefox. He wasn't a kitsune, for he had a full shift into a fox and several shapeshifting abilities. He had the speed, senses, and strength of a werewolf, with a few added bonuses.

Stiles had killed the alpha after the alpha killed Delaney, becoming an alpha himself. Thanks to Tessa's strangely long list of contacts, all legal issues were sorted quickly and easily.

"Shut up, you two," Isabel complained, making Stiles chuckle in amusement.

"All of you, hush," Stiles said, patting Isaac's arm, sitting between him and Jackson. Isaac had a death grip on his arm, being afraid of heights and was trying to bury his head under Stiles' arm.

There was a collective sign from the pack before they fell to silence, each occupying themselves as their plane took off.

A quick summary of the Stilinski Pack:

Stiles: Mieczyslaw 'Stiles' Stilinski, 18, Alpha, 'werefox' (unknown species of shape-shifting fox tilted as such by Emma), Senior returning to Beacon Hills High, single

Isaac: Isaac Lahey, 18, beta werewolf, senior returning to Beacon Hills High, single

Jackson: Jackson Whittemore, 18 (nearly 19), Kanima, senior returning to Beacon Hills High, taken (dating Maya)

Isabel: Isabel 'Iz' Aurum, 18, Raiju (feeds off energy, purple eyes, enhanced senses, speed, and strength, but not to the same levels as shapeshifters), senior to attend Beacon Hills High, single

Jake: Jacob 'Jake' de Villers, 20, Hellhound, out of school, training to be coach for Beacon Hills High team (assisting Coach Bobby Finstock), single

Tessa: Tessa 'Tess' Andrews, 11, werecoyote, freshman to attend Beacon Hills High (skipped several grades due to high intelligence), single, has a strange amount of connections I'm and out of the supernatural world.

Maya: Maya Lopez, 18, Kitsune (Wild), Senior to attend Beacon Hills High, taken (dating Jackson)

Emma: Emma Tatum, 14?, Mage/Emissary, Freshman to attend Beacon Hills High, single