This is a story of how a fox names stiles goes through such terrible terrible story that you would think that they could only ever happen in dream. A dream where death does not have a sparring thought nor a soft heart. Rapist do not rest nor sleep and prowl every ally. And children are born much much too earlier. Now this story may so far seem like a nightmare, but….. sometimes a story that seems bad will deceive you and cover up the good. This story however is also a tale of heroic heros. Musicians with magic. Children who can change hearts of cold steel into hearts of gold. How a single omega the last one of his kind. leaves an imprint into the heart and sole of the dear beloved earth that he calls home. Now you as the reader my decide whether or not you would like to turn back from the horrors and innocent blood spilt on the dirt of a storage room floor. The sight of a man hung from his innards and left to rot. …. Or you can see how this tragic life of the fox names stiles becomes surrounded with a happy ending.
But then again is there really such a thing as a happy ending or is it just a lie.
Stiles stilinski was only 4 when everything began. when his life turned upside down both heaven and god turned their backs on him. At the beginning stiles life was good. He lived with his mother a renowned actor, singer, and dancer. And his father who worked as a deputy police man and a secret spy. There small family lived in a fancy neighborhood with a fancy school and a fancy house with a fancy yard and cars. A beautiful blue mansion with white patterns designs with light pink roses that circled the house. Each and every morning stiles would wake up to his mother practicing her singing. The family butler would come to help him dress and bring him to the break fast table to eat where it wasn't long before he was joined by his father, who was drinking a black cup of coffee with a news paper propped up on one knee and his mother drinking a light cup of herbal tea in her favorite light blue cup. Stiles himself preferring orange juice over coffee or tea at the time lifted a knife and fork ready to devour his first meal of the day.
Yes indeed during this time just before the year started everything in the stilinski household was beautiful…. That is of course… until the grandfather clock would strike twelve, rush in the new year. At this times little stiles would be up stars fast asleep in his room his head tucked on top of a fluffy pillow. His dreams would be rattled away by his father shaking his tiny frame ordering the young boy up and out of bed and to hurry. The wife actor mother of the stilinski household would be picked up off of the kitchen floor hardly breathing.
This would be the night when stiles stilinski would no longer know the warmth he had felt the day before hand. This was the day that death set his spider webs twisting and winding into the stilinski life.