Walking into school the next day, Stiles looked around for Scott.
Stiles was anxious to find him to tell Scott about his new powers.
"My powers." Stiles whispered. He could just use his magic. He looked around, his powers plunging into all the minds across the campus. He swam through the minds until he found Scott. "Parking lot" Stiles mumbled. Scott had just arrived to school. Stiles ran through the hallways, a little faster than usual, and skipped down the front steps.
Scott was just taking off his helmet when Stiles jumped in front of him. "Dude! We need to talk!"
"About?" Scott said, sniffing the air and suddenly gawked at Stiles. "What happened to you?" Scott said wide eyed. "Your scent-"
"Thats what I need to talk to you about, okay?" Stiles said, putting up his shield (Stiles couldn't have the other wolves, Alphas mainly, knowing what he was) He was about to start explaining before the twins pulled up. They climbed off their bikes and took off their helmets. They looked at the two best friends and turned towards the school.
"Okay, before you tell me we have to do something."
Stiles shook his head and walked towards the school. "Of course! I finally have the solution to our problems but of course no, we need to do something completely irrelevant to the situation."
"Dude! Stop complaining. If you want, you can tell me now."
"No. What I need to tell you requires your full attention."
"Whatever dude."
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Scott's agenda for today, truly was of unimportance. He wanted to interrogate Ethan, the friendly gay, while Lydia seduced his twin brother.
Irrelevant to Stiles because he could just read his mind.
Stiles wasn't paying any mind to the conversation until, "We've already killed one of your friends, how do you know who's next?" Ethan said, while glaring at Stiles.
Stiles glanced at Scott and back at Ethan. "Are you looking at me? Was that a threat?" he asked, taking down his shield. The aroma filled the air and the power of his magic plunged into the nostrils of the two wolves. "My patience is running thin with you mutts." Stiles chuckled, as Ethan looked at him with a mix of adoration and fear. "Continue talking."
And that they did. Stiles listened here and there, commenting when appropriate. The interrogation was going smooth until Ethan started to heave and clutch his chest, muttering "Aiden"
The three of them rushed down to the locker room, only to find Cora having Aiden backed against the lockers repeatedly stabbing him in the chest, with her claws.
After much struggle, they managed to pry her off of him. Stiles watched as Aiden, still in a rage, threw a weight towards Cora. Stiles quickly held out his hand, holding The weight in midair.
The effects of this action was improbable. Lydia gasped. While Scott, Aiden, and Cora gaped.
Watching their reactions Stiles couldn't help but roll his eyes as he placed the weight on the floor in front of Cora.
"Scott, if you would've just listened to me earlier, we wouldn't be standing here right now."
"What the Hell, Stiles!?"
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