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Stiles was Roughly shoved into a dark room.
"Sit" The man pointed to a metal chair, when Stiles didn't compile he pushed him onto the chair.
"I am Markus Lefare"
"I know who you are, you where supposed to leave town"
"We are Stiles, we just wanted a little chat with the revered human of the McCall Pack, the human who holds sway over Derek and Peter Hale" Lefare grinned
"What the fuck are you talking about, I don't hold sway over anyone let alone the Hales, your off you rocker man"
Stiles was pissed this was not how he wanted to spend his day, with this big bulky man and his crew of fucking bodyguards.
"Stiles I think you underestimate yourself and your worth"
"What do you want, I have things to do today"
Lefare let out a throaty laugh "Of course of course, you've made quite a name for yourself as the boy who runs with wolves, but Stiles you would make a better hunter, your skills would be appreciated with us, you would be protected" Lefare had leaned forward in his seat.
"Your fucking kidding me right, you want me to hunt my friends, I am protected and I am appreciated"
"Is that what you think Stiles, so where are your protectors now, where is that boy Scott that claims to be your best friend, You say no now, but you will see that they will never fully get you Stiles. Give us a call, but don't wait too long Stiles your gaining attention"
Lefare waved for his guys to follow him out "Be careful Stiles, you're in now, and there is no way out."
Stiles waited until the footsteps faded until he booked it out of the little shack. One of the men had driven Stiles jeep there, quickly getting in and grabbing his phone that had been tossed onto the passenger side seat. Looking to see if Scott had called or anything, to find nothing from him. A text from Derek caught his eye.
"Stiles, pack meeting tonight, be there, 7pm".
Stiles sighed, all he wanted to do was go home. Looking at the time he swore 8:20, there wasn't even a point in going anymore, Derek would probably show up just to shove him against the wall and growl angrily at being ignored. Even though it wasn't his fault, grumbling Stiles started the jeep, better to just get it over with.
Stiles was putting the groceries away when Derek and Peter showed up. Stiles turned around only to be face to face with a wolfed out Derek.
"Why the hell didn't you show up"
Stiles waved his hand in front of him "I've been busy, back off sourwolf".
Peter growled lowly " You smell like the hunters"
Derek's eyes flashed red, and now two werewolves are crowding Stiles space.
"What happened!?"
"They took me from the supermarket, said that they wanted me to be their researcher, become a hunter, I said no, they let me go" it wasn't totally a lie so his heart didn't skip.
"That's it? that's all they wanted?" Derek seemed more growly today.
"Yes that's everything, I swear, no back off, My personal bubble got popped about a meter or so ago".
Stiles tried to shuffle away from the two wolves but was stopped by Derek gripping his arm.
"You stink like hunter, go shower, we'll talk after" Derek shoved Stiles towards the stairs.
Stiles grumbled as he stalked up the stairs and into the bathroom, stripping himself bare he turned on the water, making sure the water was warm and got in. Grabbing the soap Stiles started to scrub his skin down, quickly washing his hair. Turning off the water Stiles wrapped a towel around his waist. Once in his bedroom he grabbed some clean clothes out of the laundry basket. By the time Stiles wandered back downstairs Peter and Derek had made themselves comfortable in the living room, Peter grabbed Stiles sniffing around him before letting go with a satisfied nod. Stiles moved to sit down on the lounging chair.
" You missed the meeting, now you get to be filled in, this is important Stiles, Scott and Chris want to keep this from you, but we think your grown up enough to know" Derek gave a sigh "I should say it's important you are filled in, for your own safety."
"The hunters mentioned that something was coming, they didn't say what, we have the feeling they also don't know, said that Beacon Hills was becoming a Beacon for everything related to the supernatural world"
Peter leaned back as Derek explained to the Stiles the importance of staying vigilant, never staying alone for too long.
"Stiles, we need to stick together, as a group, Scott has however decided that he wishes to not include our pack with his, and has chosen to stick with the Argents" Peter growled out the last word, as if it were poison.
"What do you want from me then, I can't change Scott's mind when he's barely acknowledging my existence as is, he talks to me when he feels that what he says can somehow persuade me to either stay out of his way or help him research"
"Your apart of Scott's pack Stiles, not ours, we just need you to keep your eyes peeled. We will keep you updated with information and you do the same for us that way we all stand a chance at fighting whatever is coming our way." Derek looked pained, as if Scott's refusal to work together hurt.
"Perhaps when the storm does hit us Scott will pull his head out of his ass and we can fight as one"
Peter snorted at the thought "That's a fools hope Stiles, Scott does what he thinks is best, however we all know that the boy is to innocent at heart to do anything worthwhile".
Stiles placed his head to his hands " I would like to live through whatever's coming this way, Scott bless the guy, has his head up Allison's ass so far he can't see reason. So yes whatever I know you know".
Peter let out a chuckle "If Scott finds out about this he won't be happy"
Stiles turned to glare at him "You think I don't know that, but we need to not be at each other's throats and if I am the only one to see reason here then I'll take the way that leaves most of us alive in the end, then I'll take it"
Shrugging Peter got up placing his hand on Stiles head before leaving.
"We'll keep an eye on you Stiles, be careful" Derek said before following Peter out.
Stiles groaned as he made his way upstairs, shrugging off his clothes till he was in his boxers and slipping into bed. What a day, what and extraordinarily shitty day and honestly it was just going to get worse. Derek and Peter were acting weird, nicer than usual and it had taken Stiles off guard, as if they were actually worried about what happened to him. 'See Stiles you are protected and appreciated'. Stiles closed his eyes, better to worry about everything fully rested.