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ALSO Teen Wolf has stopped playing over here in England :'( so we only go up to season 2 – so the last thing I saw was that Jackson became a werewolf – meaning I don't know anything that's happened since D':

I know a few people may have had similar ideas...but once I had the idea I HAD to write it :3

Stiles

"So...what are we looking for exactly?" I asked as we tracked through the forest, surrounding the rebuilt Hale house.

Derek glared at me, exasperated with me already. But hey, it was the first thing I said in two whole minutes! Derek looked like he was about ready to rip my head off - nothing new there –, so Isaac dragged me aside to explain what was going on. To be honest, all I was told was that a new big bad was in town and we had to get rid of it. I was told nothing else, so you can't blame me for asking. Quietly, Isaac told what we were looking for. The name of...whatever it was was a mystery to us. Apparently it was a rare breed of...some form of animal, or whatever, only few left in existence. None of Beacon Hills' resident wolves knew what it looked like, but it had the distinct smell of, apparently, candy. That made me laugh, which earned me a growl of warning from Sourwolf. Slowly, my laughter died away, only leaving an amused grin in its place.

"The scent is different for everyone." Derek huffed. "Even humans can smell it."

"Well this gunna be fun, finding it, if it's different for everyone here." I commented.

"Shut up, Stiles."

"But..."

"Shut up!"

Wow, extra sour Sourwolf today. Talk about waking up on the wrong side of the cave. I sighed, deciding I'd rather not get slammed into a tree that afternoon. I hated the silence, even if the slightly howling wind and the crowing birds echoed through the air. I wanted to fill the silence, I had to. ADHD mainly hyperactive-impulsive – which was the subtype I had – meant: I was unable to sit still, especially in calm or quiet surroundings; I was constantly fidgeting; I was unable to settle to tasks; I had excessive physical movement; I talked excessively; I was unable to wait for a turn – though this was the only one I didn't have –; I acted without thinking; I interrupted conversations; had little or no sense of danger. This was me and I was proud of who I was. But right now, it was annoying me to no end. Trying to keep quiet and not annoy anyone made my skin crawl; made me feel sick and itchy. I lifted my right hand to scratch at the back of my neck and back, while my left did the same to my shoulders. I fidgeted uncomfortably as we all walked deeper into the forest.

I guess they could feel my discomfort since the wolves – Scott, Isaac, Erica, Boyd and Jackson – all turned to look at me curiously...all but Derek. Even the other humans – Allison, Lydia and Danny – turned to see what was going on with me.

"Dude, I thought this hasn't happened for years." Scott whispered – not that there was any use – falling in step beside me, referring to the itching.

"It hasn't." I replied, the need to itch subsiding slightly. "Before today, the last time sixth grade, our first day of Junior High. It hasn't happened since then."

"What's causing it this time, 'cause it sure isn't nerves."

"The silence makes uncomfortable, remember? I just need to talk or talk to someone, even if it's just quietly."

Scott's eyes widened in understanding.

"Oh, dude, yeah." Scott nodded. "The Dark Knight Rises is going to be an epic movie."

"Yeah it will!" I grinned.

We had a little while to go before the movie was released in the cinema. It was airing on July 16th – 2012 – and it was currently May 27th – 2012 – the first actually day of summer vacation! So, yeah...we had a short while to wait before we could go see the movie. But it would be worth the wait!

As the ten of us continued walking deeper and deeper into the forest, Scott and I continued talking about Batman and other random topics. It did well to distract me, and we soon dragged Isaac into the conversation, the three of us geeking out together. It was fun; I enjoyed releasing my inner Fan Boy and just being able to geek without being judged – alone, anyway.

The three of us had just started debating who was better – Batman or Iron Man – when we heard it. It was a small howl of pain. Head snapping up, we all saw this...thing latched in to Derek's shoulder, attached by its razor sharp teeth.

"What is that thing?" Lydia asked, disgust for the creature evident in her voice.

Its black eyes flashed a blinding purpled as blood dripped down Derek's shoulder slowly, each droplet following a trail made by the last. It was small, would fit into the palm of my hand. Literally. It wasn't that big at all, but its teeth were sharp and yellow. It was a horrible looking thing, I could relate to Lydia's disgust. But I had to admit, from the group's researcher point of view, it was quite fascinating. God, I sounded like I wanted to take it back to my lab and perform experiments on it, then dissect it when it died.

"I don't know what it is; just get it before I squash it." Derek growled through his teeth. "Now!"

Allison went to move forward, but Scott pulled her back gently, not wanting her to get bitten too, in case the bite was lethal to humans. Allison, seeming to pick up on this, didn't resist. Isaac stayed close to Danny, practically plastered to his. Both watched nervously trying to figure out a way to contain it – the same as me. Lydia clung to Jackson's hand, watching the flashing black and purple eyes, and oozy sliming grey fur turn a dark rusty red-brown. It seemed to grow slightly, just the tiniest bit possible, but it grew.

"Do none of you understand the word NOW!" Derek growled, eyes flashing red and claws appearing for a second before disappearing again.

He let out another small howl of pain, one that made all the Betas wince. I looked to the five other wolves, wanting one of them to move as Derek sat there on his knees in pain. It was then Jackson swiped at the creature, growling, knocking it off of the Alpha's shoulder. It flew into a tree. I thought it may have hit the tree so hard it was, you know, dead. Of course, we wouldn't be so lucky. It sprang back up into its four legs, leaping forward with a purpose.

It bit Jackson. It didn't stay attached to the guy for long, before jumping to Isaac, then Boyd, next to Erica and then lastly to Scott before bounding away, deeper still into the everlasting forest. The six werewolves and Allison made to move after it, until all six werewolves pretty much collapsed to the ground. Allison, Danny, Lydia and I all looked to each other before nodding. Allison grabbed Scott and Erica, Danny grabbed Isaac and Boyd, Lydia grabbed Jackson while I was left with Derek. The four of us supported the weight of our six wolves, shuffling back towards Derek's house.

The walk back was highly difficult. Derek was in the worst state, the Betas able to carry the majority of their own weight. Derek, having been bitten for the longest, was the weakest at the moment, meaning I had carried – pretty much dragged – his whole weight through the forest and back to his house.

Allison, Danny, Lydia and I had deposited the six werewolves into the living room – Derek in his armchair, Boyd and Erica on the couch they usually dibsed, while Jackson and Scott sat opposite ends of one of the other couches, Isaac stretched out on the other. We didn't even have to think about where to put them all.

Once all six of them were finally sitting – or, in Isaac's case, lying – down, the rest of us stood in front of the TV, waiting for them to heal. We waited for then minutes. Nothing happened.

We waited for another ten minutes. Nothing happened.

We waited for twenty minutes on top of that. Still nothing happened.

It was only an hour and fifteen minutes after we had first put them all down that something happened. But it wasn't healing. Well, in a way it was, but it came with an added surprise. A very unwelcome surprise!

"Fuck!" Allison, Danny, Lydia and I breathed.

The Betas had now turned into seven year old versions of themselves, while Derek now looked to be only seventeen – like the rest of us, excluding Allison.

"Why is it always us?!" I moaned.

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