Author's Note: So here's the prequel to my From Another Angle and Choices fics. You don't have to read them since this could be a standalone story, but I would greatly appreciate it if you did. Please enjoy.
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Chapter 1
Stiles POV
Life in Beacon Hills has been simple and fun in the past year. Days are filled with school and Nights are filled with friends. Weekends were spent having video game and movie marathons with Scott and Isaac. Life couldn't be better. Oh who am I kidding? That is bullshit. Well not the part about the video game marathons, but those don't happen as often as I would wish. Ever since Scott got bit, life has been anything but good. It's filled with chaos and werewolves and pain and, well you get the idea.
Our pack is actually pretty small. We have Scott, Isaac, Cora, Peter, and, of course the "Almighty Alpha," Derek. Those are just the wolves, we also have a strong "Team Human." That consists of myself, Allison, and Lydia. We used to have Ethan, Aiden, and Danny, but Ethan and Aiden decided to leave to find their family and Danny joined them. They still check in every once in a while but it's only every few months.
It's bad enough that we have to deal with the occasional wolf pack coming through our territory, but now we have other crazy things. Seriously, in the past year we've dealt with faeries, vampires, and other crazy supernatural crap. I swear it's like we're living a real life episode of "Supernatural." Now we're dealing with Witches. These aren't just the usual boring witches; these are freaking powerful ones that kicked our asses the other night. There were four of them and they each had different skills. Individually they were weak, but once they got together we stood very little chance. We were lucky to leave with minimal damage, at least to the humans.
That little adventure is why I am finding myself sitting in front of my laptop on a Friday night researching witches. Most people are out having fun, watching movies, going to parties, and other things. But does Stiles get to have fun, of course not. He's too busy trying to keep his friends from getting massacred by a bunch of crazy witches.
I go to some of my usual web sources and see what I can find. The most important thing to determine is what kind of witches they were and how we would be able to defeat them. Once I get started I get into a groove, I just focus on what needs to be discovered and don't stop until I find it.
After a few hours, I believe I have finally figured everything out. I leaned back in my chair, feeling contempt with the work that I just did. The sound of someone clearing their throat behind me startled me and I found myself falling out of my chair and landing on the floor. I look over and who do I see? Mr. Sourwolf himself, Derek.
"Stiles, what have you found out?"
"Really? You couldn't start out with a 'Hey Stiles, how are you?' or 'Sorry for barging into your room and scaring the crap out of you?' Would that be so hard?"
Derek gives me one of his infamous glares, "Stiles, what did you figure out?"
"Ok, geez so demanding. You know how the witches seemed to have their own individual powers?" I waited for him to respond but I got nothing so I continued. "Well I believe that they are elemental witches. They each draw their power from one of the four major elements: fire, water, earth and air. Kind of like Avatar: The Last Airbender."
"What?" He looked at me confused.
"Seriously? You never watched it. It's awesome. There's this kid who can control the elements, like all of them. He has friends who are water benders, and earth benders, and fire benders. It's pretty freaking awesome. I guess we're going to have to marathon that one weekend."
"Stiles, the witches?"
"Oh right, Ok. When they are apart they can only focus on their one element and they can be defeated by their opposite. Water and fire are opposites. Earth and Air are opposites. The problem is, we don't know which element they each control. We wouldn't like to use fire against fire and give them additional power. We need to find a way to weaken them all so we can take them out without giving them the opportunity to strike at us."
"I'm assuming that you have found something out, or did you just ramble on for no reason?"
"First of all, my ramblings always have a reason behind them, well mostly. Secondly, of course I have an idea. You know how you guys are weakest during the new moon?" I look to see him nodding back at me. "That is because the power from the moon is similar to the power the moon has on the tides. There are times when the pull is its strongest and times when it's at its weakest. They are much like you guys. They are also influenced by the power of the moon."
"What does that mean?"
"It means, the witches are going to be nearly powerless during the new moon. They won't be able to gain enough strength to take us out. If we can figure out where they are hiding, we can strike during the next new moon and finally defeat them."
"The next full moon is in two days."
"I'm well aware of that."
"We're going to need some plan of attack. We can't go in unprepared like last time. Pack meeting tomorrow at 6, my place." With that he jumped out my window and into the night.
"Really? How hard is it to get at 'Thank you Stiles,' or 'Good Work Stiles, I am so glad we have you. How would we ever survive without you?' Instead of that I get a broody wolf jumping out my window without any good bye." I turned around and collapsed on my bed, hoping that I would get a good night's sleep. I have a feeling that the next few days are going to be interesting to say the least.
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Author's Note: I'm back in school now so I can't promise I'll update as frequently as I usually do, but I will do my best. I hope you like this story. Please review it so I can see what I need to fix or if you have any ideas. I'm always open to criticism.