Okay so I thought I would be the first to do a Chris Argent and Stiles story. So let me know what you think of the first chapter, that will depend if i will continue it or not. So first off it isn't going to be slash. It's going to be like a family type of thing. There will be character death involved. Letting you know ahead of time. Also I don't own Teen Wolf or the characters. Though I wish Dylan O'Brien was mine lol. Any way review review review! 3

~It was raining that night. The night of the full moon in the month of October. It matched Stiles' mood perfectly. He was on the ground in front of the Hale house. The others there. Scott, Derek, Allison, Chris, Kate, Peter, Jackson and his very own father. His dad had no idea what he was getting himself into. Stiles told him not to follow him and Jackson but he did. He told him to go home. He didn't. He said he didn't know what the hell he was getting into. His dad didn't care as long as his son was safe.~

Peter, Derek, and Scott were fighting. Things lead to the next and Allison had watched her aunt get murdered by the alpha. Peter and Scott starting to fight once again. He and Jackson had brought the cocktails that Lydia had made the one night at the school and Jackson gave her the wrong thing and it ended up not working. They were in the car. Jackson and him were standing next to. Across from them at the other dirt road another car head lights could be seen, not only that but the flashing of the blue and red. Stiles shook his head. No.

Peter had noted that another person was approaching and had soon found out it was the Sheriff of Beacon Hills. He smiled cruelly. He had left Scott to go after the Sheriff knocking both of the other hunters out of the way and knocking Chris unconscious. held his gun at the huge beast as it charged at him, shooting at it though it seemed to have no effect what so ever. His eyes widened in shock as he was knocked over, gun flying out of his hand. His hand coming back and slashing the Sheriff's throat, rather violently.

Behind him he could hear Stiles screaming no and turned around to see the teen, looking broken, in shock, disbelief. He noted he was holding something in his hand. Peter stocked towards him. Kill the humans first. Easier that way than having to deal with them. Stiles threw the beaker at the alpha who just caught it. 'Oh damn.' Stiles said out loud, voice cracking. Scott looked over and saw Allison's bow and called out her name as she looked, she was tossed the bow. She quickly loading the bow and shot the beaker, breaking it and Peter's arm was developed in flames.

Scott looked at Jackson who also held a similar beaker. "JACKSON!" Scott yelled. Jackson looked to Jackson than down at the beaker, throwing it at Peter who was fully enveloped in flames now. He started walking towards Allison and Scott drop kicked him away from the two. Peter stumbled back and soon fell to the ground. Derek coming out of nowhere and walking over to his uncle. Standing over him. Scott yelling no as Derek slashed his uncle's throat becoming the new alpha. Now Scott would never find out if that was a possible cure.

Stiles didn't care if Scott was stuck as a werewolf or that Derek was the new alpha. If Jackson was trying to be a werewolf and that Chris would probably hunt down all three and kill them. No he didn't care at all. All he cared for was getting to his father. Chris had finally regained conscious and looked around to see what happened. Stiles ran across the yard, tears already flowing. There was no way his dad survived, but he had to. He just had to. He couldn't leave him. His mother already died and he couldn't handle losing his dad as well.

He fell to his knees and crawled over to his father, tears running rapidly down his cheeks and to the ground. He carefully pulled his dad onto his lap, supporting his head. Tears falling onto Mr. Stilinski's face and into the cut opened throat. As the weather seemed to pick up on the teen's emotions, it started to rain lightly than got heavier. "Please please don't leave me. You can't! You promise mom! You promised to stay and protect me! Said you wouldn't ever leave!" Stiles cried out to his dad.

Derek had disappeared from the scene. Blood wouldn't allow him to control himself. Jackson stood where he had been standing since he got there, though he thought the younger lacrosse player was an annoying as fuck and he didn't like even being around him. But seeing him like this was giving him a totally different perspective of the young teen. He felt absolute sadness for him.

Scott had watched his best friend run across the yard with unnatural speed for him, to his father. Scott could feel the grief, shock, disbelief, anger, and absolute hate for the murder. He tried approaching his friend but Allison stopped him. "Give him a second." Allison said looking at the grief stricken teen. Scott couldn't leave his friend alone yelling at his father for leaving him. He went to walked over to him, but Chris had beaten him to it.

Chris walked over to Stiles. He was now soaked in blood. His hands and arms covered in blood. He wiped his face repeatedly to trying stopping the tears, but they didn't and his face was smeared with blood. Chris kneeled beside him, arm around the teen's shoulder. Stiles glanced at the older man. "H-he said...h-he promised..m-mom...he c-can't die. H-he just can't. I can't be left alone!" Stiles stuttered out, pain evident in his tone. Chris carefully pulled off the teens lap. Closing his eyes and pulling off his jacket to cover his face and a good amount of area after his throat.

Stiles watched Chris cover his dad up. He looked at the blood that covered his own body. He now realized he was shaking. Badly. Chris had helped him to stand. Stiles looked at him than at Allison, Scott than Jackson. All showing pained expressions for Stiles. He could see tears running out of Scott's eyes. Stiles' dad was like Scott's dad. The rain didn't help the blood wash away from Stiles. But mixed with it and his tears.

Stiles looked back at the hunter. He didn't care if he was a werewolf hunter. The fact he had been hunting his best friend. He was helping him. Stiles wrapped his arms around the man's mid-section, hugging tightly and sobbing into the man's chest. It took a minute but Chris wrapped his arms around the teen's shoulders, a rubbed his back. He knew Allison should have been like this too, from her aunt-his sister- being murder by the same man. They all stood in the pouring rain, getting soaked.

The silence only filled by Stiles' sobs, the rain hitting the porches' and the patrol car's hoods. Scott finally lifted his head and let out a howl. It didn't shake the other four. The howl was filled with pain. It was mourning the death of a loved one. Stiles only sobbed harder when he heard Scott's howl, and held on tighter. Clutching the back of Chris's shirt. Scott had ended the howl and Allison hugged her boyfriend, comforting him the best she could, running her fingers through his hair and he cried into her shoulder.

This October's full moon was going to be a horrible reminder every year, just like the day his mother died. The date. October 16. Stiles wouldn't be able to deal with this alone. He knew that the second his dad arrived and Peter decided to go after him. He wasn't going to be the only one who was going to hate this day for the rest of his life. Scott would hate it. Melissa McCall would hate it. She was going to be so shocked after she would hear what happened.

Stiles life had just taken a turn for the worst.

So what did you think? Continue? Make it a complete work? Did you cry? Be honest! I teared up when I was writing that part lol. See I'm being honest! I bet some of you are thinking. 'Why the hell would you kill Stiles' dad!" Well I did say character death was involved. Any one who had seen the series knew Kate and Peter would die. But how would that result in my idea of having it a comforting story for Chris and Stiles. SO please give me reviews I really want to know what people thought. And if I do continue. I'll even put up some of the reviews I like the most ;)