Just A Different Teen Wolf

Summary: What if Scott chose not to go with Stile's, and Stile's went alone and had been bitten instead of Scott?

A/N ; WARNINGS: This will be Stiles/Danny eventually, because I a Danny Fan, in fact I'm writing another fic right now also where Danny gets bit on accident because lets just admit it-Danny is amazing, Audience tested and approved.

Chapter One: 1: Wolf Moon

"Stiles, what the hell are you doing?" Scott yelled, thanking whatever God there was that he'd flinch and hadn't been able to swing the bat. He should have suspected that the odd shuffling noise he heard outside his window would have been Stiles. Why couldn't this be one of his normal days, where he knocked on the door, hollering about how amazing he was and that Scott was missing it.

He was kinda glad he hadn't, his mom would not have been pleased, considering she had only been asleep a short while now having just got off her shift at the hospital.

Stiles grinned whilst gestruing all around him and pointing at Scott a couple times for emphasis, which was oddly amusing considering he was still hanging upside down like he was spiderman. "You weren't answering your phone."

Stiles was a sixteen year-old with boundless energy just like him but Stile's had ADHD and had to take addarall a couple times a day, he continued talking upside down as if this were a perfectly normal way to have a conversation , making Scott wondered if in his excitement he had forgot his last dose. "I know it's late, but you gotta' hear this. I saw my dad leave twenty minutes ago. Dispatch called. They're bringing in every officer from the Beacon department and even State Police."

That caught Scott's attention, intrigue and a bit apprehensive he asked, "For what?"

Stile's finally managed to tug his foot away from the trellis, Mrs McCall or Scott needed to trim the weeds off it, But he tried to reply with a hint of more seriousness. "Two joggers found a body in the woods."

Scott gave him a confused look. "A dead body?"

Stile's shoulders dropped and he gave his friend 'the Look', honestly could he have been talking about anything else? "No, a body of water. Yes, dumbass, a dead body."

Scott still had a confused look as he watched Stile's fidget with his finger's trying to keep as still as possible. "You mean like murdered?"

Stiles shrugged and glanced around. "Nobody knows yet. Just that it was a girl, probably in her twenties."

Scott feeling a bit regretful for whoever the girl had been when Stile's words filtered through his mind again. "Hold on. If they found a body, what are they looking for now?"

Stiles grinned, "That's the best part. They only found half."

Scott gave Stiles his 'i dont think so' face, the one he usually had when Stile's wa planning something he knew he'd regret later if he went along with it. "Are we seriously doing this?" he asked looking towards Stile's jeep.

Stiles didn't even have to think before he fired back his answer, he was pretty sure everybody felt the same way, but they didn't have the drive to go an look for the trouble just to see it like he and Scott did. "You're the one always bitching that nothing ever happens in this town. Besides, it's our last night of summer freedom."

"I was trying to get a good night's sleep for practice tomorrow."

"Right, because sitting on the bench is such a grueling effort." Stile's snorted.

"No, because I'm playing this year. In fact, I'm going to make starting lineup." Scott puffed up a bit.

"That's the spirit. Everyone should have a dream. Even a pathetically unrealistic one." Stiles smiled slapping his shouder turning towards his jeep and gesturing.

Scott's feet stayed where they were planted on his front porch."Just out of curiosity, which half of the body are we looking for?"

Stiles brows furrowed together for a minute. "Huh. I didn't even think about that."

"And-" Scott continued, because this was a lot more serious then the trouble they usually got into. " what if whoever killed the girl is still out here?"

Stile's shrugged "Also something I didn't think about."

"Comforting to know you've planned this out with your usual attention to detail. I'm out." he sighed turning back towards the door.

"What?!" Stile's hissed. "Oh, come on, man!"

"No," Scott answered firmly. "I am sitting this one out. "

"Scott?!" Stile's yelled at him one last time. He hd been so sure that Scott would have come with him, he frowned at the McCall's front door. Well then, he would just have to go and find the body, and then rub it in his friends face tommorow.

Mind decided, Stile's gave himself a nod and turned back towards his baby. This was a perfect way to start out his sophmore year. Too bad Scott couldn't be at his side.