NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR

So... here's my kind of Teen Wolf AU of Pride & Prejudice starring Sterek (who else?). So I've seen like P&P AUs but I wasn't satisfied so I told myself "why not" and I made this one. It is not the exact replica of the book, it's actually more based on it but it took a wild turn because I can't see things being exactly the same when it's in the XXI century with werewolves.
I hope you'll enjoy reading this. And I am sorry beforehand for the mistakes that may occur. My main language is French so, sometimes, my English sucks.

And here is who's representing which character of Pride and Prejudice because this way it'll make much more sense, I think:

Elizabeth Bennet : Stiles Stilinski
William Darcy : Derek Hale
Jane Bennet : Scott McCall
Charles Bingley : Kira Yukimura
Mr. Bennet : John Stilinski
Mrs. Bennet : Melissa McCall
Lydia Bennet : Lydia Martin
Kitty Bennet : Allison Argent
Mary Bennet : Danny Mahealani
Mr. Wickham: Peter Hale
Charlotte Lucas : Isaac Lahey
Mr. Collins: Deucalion
Mr. Hurst: Vernon Boyd
Mrs. Hurst: Erica Reyes
Caroline Bingley: Jennifer Blake
Georgiana Darcy: Cora Hale

Chapter 1

"New neighbors, uh? What about them?" Sherriff Stilinski asked his new wife, Melissa McCall, not looking up from his files, as she announced him the big house at the end of their street finally had people living in it.

"Honestly, nothing much..." she sighed. "Mrs. Young has tried to peek at their backyard, last week, when they were moving, but she didn't see much beside the fact that they are two young siblings."

"Ok... And if there's nothing to say, why talk about them?" the Sherriff asked, smiling, knowing there was more coming.

Melissa returned his smile with a more mischievous one.

"If I told you they're all the age of our two pathetically single sons and that they are girls, would that get your interest?" She asked playfully. "Aren't you just as fed up as I am to see them spend their summer playing video games without seeing any sunlight?"

At that, John finally looked up at Melissa. He knew he hadn't married her for nothing. His wife was actually the best at getting something out of their boys. They were both good boys, but eve after finishing high school, they still acted like two dumb twin brothers who couldn't be separated at any cost and even the Sherriff was starting to worry about their future.
They had some friends; Lydia, Allison, Isaac and Danny, but the only thing they did together was drinking and clubbing and nobody looked their best on the following mornings of the nights, when they all slept in the Stilinskis basement.

"So, what are you planning, wife of mine?" John asked, trying to hide the hope forming in his head as he thought about his boys finally doing something besides sitting on their asses.

"Well," Melissa started, smiling wider, "I happen to have made too much raspberry pies and I'm sure they could help me welcome our new neighbors by bringing them some of it."

John chuckled at that.

"They're going to resent you for how old fashioned and embarrassing that is." He said, taking her hand in his and gazing at her lovingly.

She gave him a peck before bracing herself, moving toward the basement where their two helpless sons were probably asleep after spending the night gaming.

"Well, I still resent them for keeping us from playing the newlyweds because they can't get their asses of this damn couch!" she countered and, with that, she was gone like a soldier on a mission.

Sherriff Stilinski snorted before going back to his work files.

.*.*.*.*.

"Man, I got an idea. We could just forget it, eat the pie in a nearby place and just go back home and play CoD." Stiles said nonchalantly.

He knew his idea wouldn't get through but it was worth a try.

Scott glared at him. He wouldn't be the one deceiving his mother. He got this puppy eyes trick somewhere, didn't he?

They were on their way to the big house down the street, pie in hand, dragging their feet. They did argue with Melissa, but when she used the puppy eyes card, neither of them could refuse. Sure, Stiles was used to Scott's puppy eyes even if he had never been able to resist it, but Melissa was playing at a whole different level; it was like trying to pass the final boss when you never beat the first one and, well, both Scott and Stiles had failed miserably.

They reached the house in no time and stopped in front of the lawn. Stiles had always had the need to stop when he was in front of the house, the biggest and prettiest in Beacon Hills, to stare at it in all its glory. The house was huge and its exterior was made of real fucking stones, like a castle. It was twice the size of their own house at least. The windows were wide and if it weren't for the thick drapes hiding the inside, they would be seeing everything. It was definitely ostentatious but very pretty. It had been unlived in for at least the last five years and had been on sale all this time. It was a surprise to everyone when they heard it had been bought.
Stiles and Scott hadn't been that interested in it after hearing it had been sold though, because only rich high class people would have bought it and they were probably old persons so neither of them had bothered. But, surely, if they had passed them on the street (which was unlikely) they would have saluted them like anybody else.

Scott was the first one to take a step forward. Stiles wanted it done ASAP but he also tried to avoid awkward situation as much as possible because they tended to get worse when he was around so he wasn't really looking forward to this one. At least he wasn't alone, so he followed Scott to the front door. When Scott hesitated to knock, Stiles took the last step and knocked, harder than he intended, and went to hide behind Scott like the real bro he was.

They waited only a moment before an Asian girl, long hair tied up, wearing black shorts and a grey t-shirt with a t-rex doing push-ups opened the door.
She seemed to hesitate before talking, but then her eyes fell on Scott who literally beamed at her with his bright smile.

"Hm, yes?" she said, tossing a strand of hair behind her ear. "Can I help you?"

Then it was silent. Stiles had expected Scott to talk. The girl seemed to expect the same from him. But Scott, being himself, was only smiling goofily at her, so Stiles took it in his own hand and saved his bro's ass before it became way too awkward.

"So, hey, nice to meet you! I'm Stiles and this guy here is Scott, my brother. Well... my step bro but that should be obvious if you look a bit closely... anyway! We're your neighbor from down the street," he pointed at their house, "you see the white house with the black roof and the army of garden gnomes? That's us. Well we decided to come and greet you in the neighborhood by bringing you a little something..." And with that he nudged Scott hard in the ribs so the guy would get his game on because so far he wasn't doing a great job. At least the girl didn't seem too put off by his creepy mesmerized stare.

The nudge seemed to have the wanted effect because Scott snapped out of it and looked at his hands which were holding the pie.
He seemed to also remember how to use his words.

"Yes, we've got a present, that's right" he said, a bit nervous. "Here," he shoved the pie in the girl's hands a bit more harshly than intended, "my mom baked you a pie. I'm Scott by the way, what's your name?"

Stiles had to hide his face in his hands no to cringe at Scott's awkwardness. And Stiles was the expert of awkward.

But the girl just smiled back at Scott, a thousand watts smile after which she looked down at her shoes, shyly.

"I'm Kira. Just moved here with my family... well you know that obviously," she answered, looking at the welcome pie in her hands.
After that, the silence fell on them, making the moment more awkward than it already was. After a moment, Kira spoke again, "Well, it was nice meeting you and all and thanks for the pie, I'm sure everybody will love it. But, I kinda have to get back to... you know, unpacking."

With that she made a move to close the door. She was stopped by Scott who finally decided to do something about his crush at first sight.

"Well, if you ever have the time tomorrow, would you like to come hang out at the club with our friends, or we could maybe show you around or something..."

Wow, that's bold, Scotty-boy, Stiles thought to himself. From the look on Kira's face, this was not too bold, though. She looked pleased and also like she was having an inner battle as which answer was the right one, but in no way did she look like she was about to reject him.

"Well..." she finally spoke again, "can I bring some friends of mine along?" She asked, hesitating.

Scott, who had been pretty sure he would be turned down, got the goofiest of the goofy smile to ever have goofied ever.

"Sure! No problem! See you tomorrow then! Around ten at the Temple, downtown, on Fourth street?" he said, barely containing his excitement.

"Sure."

And with that, Kira closed the door, her shy smile still on her face.

.*.*.*.*.

After that first encounter, everything went really fast. Of course, Scott suffered from love at first sight (Stiles thought crush at first sight fitted more but hey, who was he to say if Scott was in love or not).
Just as he and Stiles made their way home, he couldn't stop talking about Kira, even if they had just talked for two minutes and stared at each other another two. The guy was so cute that, had it been anyone else, Stiles would have found any excuse to just avoid talking to him. But since he and Scott were friends since even before Stiles mother's death, he couldn't let his best friend alone with his crush.

So they talked about her and about what they would be doing the next night and they called Lydia, Isaac, Danny and Allison to make sure everyone would be there the next night.

The next morning, Melissa came back from some grocery shopping with new gossips about Kira. She had gone alone in her car and went back with three persons, meaning there were five people in the house. Five young people: Three girls and two boys.
When he heard that, Scott seemed to deflate. Chances were one of the two boys might be going out with Kira, unless they were her brothers. They would know that night if Scott stood a chance.

The boys spent the day trying to get Scott's mind off of Kira because he had had an asthma attack that morning because he was too nervous about not having a chance with her.

They played some video games and watched a movie but Stiles literally had to drag Scott out of the house to jog with him to actually have him thinking of something else, (or, well, nothing at all, but still, it worked).

Around nine, they went to Lydia's place to pick her, Isaac and Allison up (with Melissa's car because everyone beside Stiles was afraid to get in his jeep) and by the time the girls were ready to get going, it was almost ten and Scott got anxious all over again. He didn't want to get to the club late and have Kira think he had played her.

"Scott... if you get an asthma attack we might have to get you to the hospital and you really will stand her up, so you should really relax, now" Allison said, trying to soothe him.

Worst of it probably was that it worked and Stiles thanked her mentally for that. They got there five minutes late and when they got inside (because there were no lines for a club in a small town like Beacon Hills) they didn't see any trace of Kira or her mysterious friends.

They all got to the table they usually occupied, where Danny was already seated, and the guy who was taking care of the music spotted them, waving before putting on one of the playlist he had in store just for when they were over.
Needn't to say, they were over a lot.

As soon as the song started, Lydia and Allison left the table for the dance floor. Scott and Danny followed while Isaac and Stiles took their time sipping on drinks before joining them. By the time Kira's party got there too, the club was filled with people but that didn't keep anyone from staring as the last of them got in: Kira, wearing a black skirt, black tights and a red tank top, two other girls and two guys following her.

One of the girls had long blond curly hair and clear blue eyes and she wore a high fashion white dress opened on her back with black high heels. The other also had blue eyes but her hair was straight dark brown and she wore tights black jeans and a royal blue tank top.
As for the guys, one was a dark skinned guy, as tall as he was bulky (he looked like a football player) wearing a grey t-shirt with black pants. The other guy was tanned and had black hair and he was as bulky as the black guy, but a bit smaller. He had sunglasses on his face and wore an olive t-shirt and dark blue extremely skinny jeans.
Weirdly enough, they all wore leather jacket except for Kira and the brunette.

Kira spotted Scott almost right away, waved at him and started to make her way to him. Her friends seemed reluctant but followed her even so. Allison and Lydia kept dancing, uncaring of the new party arriving, while Stiles, Scott and Isaac went to meet them.
When they reached each other, Scott was the first to talk.

"Hey, Kira!"

His stupid adoring smile reached Kira's face in no time.

"Scott, hey! What's up?" She replied, placing a strand of her hair behind her ear like she had when they had met the previous day.

"I wasn't sure you would come!" He replied/shouted over the music, sounding happy and relieved at the same time "So you remember Stiles, right?" He said, making a move toward his bro.
They waved and smiled at each other (Kira looked way less shy than with Scott, Stiles noted).
"And that guy beside him is Isaac" he continued as Kira laid her eyes on him.

Isaac smiled and proposed they moved to their table so they could talk more easily. Nobody seemed against the idea so they all made their way to said table.
When they were all seated, Isaac asked Kira who her friends were, which Stiles was glad for because he was a bit intimidated by her four utterly silent friends, who were kind of impressively good looking.

"So, this is my sister Erica and her boyfriend Boyd" she said, pointing toward the blonde who smiled and greeted them warmly and the tall black dude who just nodded at them, with a little quirk at the corner of his mouth which should count as a smile "and my other sister Jennifer" she made a move toward the brunette who simply nodded before looking at the crowd, probably for something more interesting. "And this big guy over there" she pointed with her thumb toward the guy wearing sunglasses "is my best friend Derek." Hadn't it been for the movement of his head, Stiles would have sworn the guy didn't acknowledge them at all.

After that, discussions started in the group, Scott obviously giving all his attention to Kira, Isaac and Stiles talking to Erica and Boyd (but mostly Erica) while Derek and Jennifer just looked through the crowd.
After a while, Stiles couldn't stop glancing at them because he was uncomfortable with total silence from strangers. So he told himself fuck it and went ahead of what bugged him the most since they had sat down.

"Dude, don't you want to, like, take your glasses off or something? Can you see anything at all? Are you actually blind and I'm being accidentally rude?" He asked, sure this were all legitimate questions.
Without even taking said glasses off, Derek turned his head toward Stiles and only one of his (frigging thick) eyebrows rose. Even without seeing the guy's eyes, Stiles still stared back at him (which was very uncomfortable since he mainly saw his reflection in the glasses).
"Come on, dude. You can't tell me you are that comfortable with those things on your face all the time. Also, it's creepy as hell trying to talk to someone when all you can see is your own face. Plus, seeing how much of your face is covered by it, I'm not even sure I would recognize you if I ever met you without it... which could be the point if you think about it, BUT! It would be kind of nice of you to show your face..." Stiles ended gracelessly.

From the corner of his eyes, he saw that Jennifer had covered her mouth, which didn't hide the amusement from her face at all. She was either laughing because she thought Stiles was funny or because she was mocking his lame attempt at interacting with what looked like the most unsociable guy of the universe.
Said guy whose second eyebrow had joined the first somewhere in his hairline.
The conversations at the table had died as the others had started to take interest at the one-sided conversation Stiles got into (probably because Scott and Isaac were as intrigued as he was by the guy's face and the others because they were curious of Derek's reaction). The atmosphere got a little tense (mainly because Derek since hadn't said anything) until Kira got it on herself to break it.

"Sorry Stiles, Derek is a bit shy" Erica snorted at that, proving it was kind of bullshit from Kira, but Stiles let it pass "he's not trying to be rude or anything..." the cackle that got out of Erica's mouth at that point busted Kira's lie so much that she actually turned away while she told it to him.

But she was sweet and Stiles wasn't the one who was going to bust his best friend chances with her. So he stood up.

"Ok, then, I am going to dance because that's actually why I'm here, so see ya later guys!" and with that he was gone. Luckily, Isaac wasn't far behind as he never went dancing without him and vice and versa.

When they reached the other side of the room, Stiles stopped himself.

"Well, that was smooth, Stilinski!" Isaac shouted over the music.

Stiles shrugged before smiling mischievously. Isaac looked at him, daring him to just think about it but, too late; hearing the first notes of Footloose, Stiles decided it was time to get his Smooth moves out.
Those were the ones he reserved for Isaac when he wanted to annoy him. It all started one drunken night when they were on the early stage of their friendship. At first it had been Isaac who had started it, but Stiles was the one who had made it a tradition and whenever one started dancing the Smooth moves on Footloose the other had to follow. It was the compilation of the most lame dance moves since the '80s and it only happened when that particular song was playing.
So, against his will, Isaac started to dance with Stiles. By the end though he was laughing hard because Stiles had taken the liberty to research for new moves and he had kept them for his final so it would soothe Isaac's annoyance at him.

They danced three other songs and then they looked back at their table to see Lydia, Danny and Allison had joined their party but Derek and Erica weren't there anymore. Lydia was in a conversation with Jennifer while the others were doing drinking games.
Isaac and Stiles went back to the table, the first sitting graciously beside Allison while the other dropped loudly beside Scott.

"So..." Stiles started, "where did Broody McBrood and Erica go?"

That won him an unimpressed glare from Boyd, who said nothing otherwise, while Kira gave him an apologetic look (and Jennifer didn't react at all because she would've to have been listening and it didn't seem like her type, apparently).

"They went dancing" Kira replied before turning back to the game.

With that, Stiles and Isaac joined the game.

.*.*.*.*.

"You totally should've stopped drinking when I told you to!" Stiles exclaimed as he dragged Scott outside, way less tipsy than him, but tipsy nonetheless.

He was dragging Scott through the alley beside the bar, planning on getting home walking since neither of them was in any state to drive his baby.
Anyway, it would take more or less half an hour to get home so no worries.
Danny had offered to drive them but if one had said yes, the other would have had to walk all alone and it was so not okay so Scott and Stiles had sacrificed themselves to the cause of walking (sure they could have fitted another person in the car, but being the Sherriff children, they couldn't possibly be caught doing something against the law, as small of an infraction as it could be).

They were still in the alley when Stiles realized he had forgotten his phone at their table. He laid Scott against the wall and told him to wait for him while he returned inside to get his phone.
When he got there, he realized his phone was gone but not Kira and her friends, so surely someone could tell him what had happened to it. As he got closer, he started to hear their conversation (at this hour there wasn't that much people left at the club and the music wasn't as loud as when the dance floor was crowded).

"Didn't you have at least a bit of fun?" Kira was asking Derek and Jennifer, looking like she was pleading for her cause.

"Sure..." Jennifer said, "If being talked about boring nerd stuff is your definition of fun..."

He didn't mean to eavesdrop, but he was sincerely curious as what Kira's friends had to say about his friends and, well, he saw Derek's glasses on the table and that was enough for him to wait and get all the information he wanted to have that night.

"Don't say that, they were so funny! Man, that Stiles guy is the funniest drunk I have ever met. In fact, just what he told Derek even before he was drunk makes him the funniest person ever." Erica told them, a wicked smile stapled on her face.

Kira's face seemed to lighten up at that.

"Totally! And Scott is so sweet. I was so scared he would be a douche. And they were all so good looking too..." she answered, but from her expression, it was clear she was thinking about one specific guy while saying that.

Surprisingly enough, it didn't go unheard by Derek, though.

"They were all cute enough, but have you seen that Stiles kid. Not sure you can put him in the "good looking" part of your speech.

Well, ok, wow, rude.
Stiles had been curious but that little (not) boost of self esteem turned him off. He put the fakest smile he could ever show on his face and made the rest of the way to the table.

"Hey guys!" He shouted, startling everyone. By the way Kira, Boyd and Erica looked guilty, they, at least, appreciated him a bit even if they might be agreeing with Derek. "I think I forgot my phone, has anyone seen it?" He asked, full of false cheerfulness.

At that, Boyd got up and took it out of his back pocket.

"Is this your phone? I thought it was Scott's..." He said.

"Nope, that's mine. We switch phone before getting in the club so we can prevent the other from making weird drunken mistakes with it." He answered simply before reaching for it. "Thanks." He discretely sighed while putting it in his back pocket before going on with the cheerful act that only served as to guilt trip a certain person who was intently looking at the crowd. Said person hadn't put their sunglasses back on though so Stiles saw that they had amazingly green eyes. Such a shame that person was a jerk. "So, I'm going to leave now because I left Scott in the alley and he needs my ugly face to drag his ass back home. So, hopefully, I'll see you soon guys!"

And with that, he left without looking back and with the impression that guilt was practically leaking from Derek.

He went back outside and found Scott at the same place he had left him, asleep against the wall. He woke him up and they left the place.

They'd been walking for a good fifteen minutes by the time they reached a little path in the wood, which was the shortcut they always used to get home on the too drunk nights.
Scott was singing Kira's praise. He was being a loud happy drunk and Stiles was also having fun with all the stupid nonsense he was uttering, forgetting what Derek had said about him, when he heard something like a low growl.
At first he thought it was his drunken state that made him imagine wildlife animals sounds, but then he heard it again, louder this time. Stiles stilled and Scott, unaware, tried to continue walking on his own, which resulted in him face planting in a puddle.

With a "dammit" mumbled under his breath, Stiles quickly reached for his bro before said bro drowned himself in a three centimeters deep puddle. While doing so, he heard another growl, longer and way louder than before and he started to panic because it meant the animal was getting closer. And with Scott not helping at all, only giggling as Stiles tried desperately to get him on his feet, the feeling got only worst.

"Let's go, Scotty boy. Help me here please!" The last part was shouted as he yanked his helpless drunk brother on his feet and started to drag him hastily across the woods.

They made no more than six meters before something bumped into them. Hard. It disappeared in the woods instantly after the impact, but it was enough for Stiles to start full on panicking while he fell on his ass. Scott, who had miraculously stayed on his feet, looked down at Stiles with a mix of fear and surprise in his eyes.

"Stiles... what was that?" He asked, unsure.

Before an answer had the chance to pass Stiles' lips, however, the animal came back.
This time, it didn't just bump them. It literally snapped at Scott's left arm and started to drag him in the woods.

Without thinking, Stiles got up faster than he could have done in his actual state if it hadn't been for the adrenaline coursing in his veins and went after them. He couldn't possibly let his best friend get dragged by who knew what without attempting to rescue him. So he ran, fast, following the sound of Scott crying and calling for help.

Surprisingly enough, after what felt hours of chasing, but were probably only minutes, Stiles managed to get to Scott, who was all alone in the middle of the woods, sobbing while holding his arm close to his chest.
Suddenly aware of how vulnerable they both were, Stiles crouched beside Scott and whispered to him:

"Are you okay? Show me your arm" and with that he took the arm one which Scott was gripping and saw a bloody bite mark (the blood had also stained Scott's shirt). "Okay buddy, you might want to leave this forest. Now."

And with that he put an arm around Scott's torso and Scott's arm over his shoulders and started dragging him as quickly as he could while Scott sobbed drunkenly because he didn't understand what had just happened. Needn't to say they were both surprised and relieved when they got out of the woods and took the direction of their house without another attack.
They finally got back home around two in the morning. They made enough noise in their state of aftershock they actually woke their parents up.
When Melissa and John saw the state of Scott's arm and shirt and the state of panic him and Stiles were in, they cut short on the angry rant about being discreet while getting in in the middle of the night and Melissa took her keys while John told them both to get in the car as they got to the hospital, the boys telling them what had happened on their way there.

They didn't get out of there before the morning and they went to the station to make a statement about the attack of a wild animal they didn't even see clearly.

The night was long for everyone and the great night at the club was forgotten by Stiles and Scott for a while.
But, when they got back home, before both of them went to sleep (Scott had had a shot against the rabies and other infections you can get by animal bites but he seemed ok otherwise) Scott mumbled something about hoping Kira hadn't been attacked before he dropped dead on his sheets.

Stiles smiled to himself as he made his way to his own bedroom. Nothing can get you down from your cloud, right, Scotty.