Title: Our Unwritten Destiny

Author: Slayer1002

Pairings: Scira, Stalia, and Stydia

Summary: Stiles didn't know he would have to choose between Lydia and Malia. He also didn't know that new challenges would arise from the decisions he would make.

A/N: Please review!

Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Teen Wolf. It belongs to Creator and Executive Producer Jeff Davis

Stiles

Stiles knew she needed time, he knew Malia was hurt and that he caused it. Listening to the thunder boom didn't help what he was feeling. Sitting in bed and expecting a call, text, or something from Malia didn't help.

But he couldn't stop thinking about one person: Lydia. The blonde beauty had texted him asking about the result of Malia and Stiles's talk, but he didn't text her back. His hands shook as he grabbed his key's and managed to drive all the way to Scott's house.

He entered the McCall household and walked upstairs towards Scott's room. The walls reminding him of the fights that broke out with the pack and the oni. Stiles knocked and waited for an answer, but given none he opened the door.

There sitting on Scott's bed was none other than the alpha and the kitsune. The two were supposedly there studying but it quickly turned into a make out session.

"Scott!" Stiles screamed scaring the two who immediately stood up.

"We were just studying." Kira stammered out.

Stiles laughed silently. "Studying what, biology or each other's mouths?"

"What are you doing here?" Scott ignored his comment. "Aren't you supposed to be with Malia, you know on a date or something."

"We uh, broke up." Stiles stared down at his feet daring not to look at their shocked faces. Stiles then explained what had happened. Kissing Lydia, telling Malia after the pack meeting and the reason he visited.

"Stiles, I'm sorry." The alpha apologized.

"Well, it wasn't your fault." His best friend answered. "I need to tell Malia that I'm sorry. But Derek won't even let me in his loft without threatening to kill me. I need your help."

Scott and Kira both nodded and they hopped in his jeep and drove to Derek's loft.

As soon as they opened the door they saw Derek with his claws retracted. "Get out!" He barked

"No." Stiles took baby steps forward giving Scott and Kira one last look before facing the former Alpha. "I'm not leaving until I see Malia."

Derek stepped forward, teeth sharpening and eyes glowing. "Give me one reason why I shouldn't rip your throat out."

"If you kill me her world comes crashing down."

"If you dare touch her I will personally send your limbs to your house." Derek gritted his teeth.

Climbing the spiral stairs he stopped just outside of Malia's room. He willed his hand to stop shaking before stepping inside. Malia sat at the very corner curled up in a ball. Her eyes were tear stained and she held a white rose close to her body. He was the one who gave her the rose, on their first date.

"Malia." The boy whispered. She turned her head and looked at him. Stiles saw the pain he had caused her and he wanted to embrace her and tell her that it was ok. But it wasn't.

"Stiles, please leave me alone." She pleaded blinking back the tears that threatened to come out.

He shook his head. "I can't stand a day without you, please forgive me."

"Stiles, when we started to date I knew you still had feelings for Lydia. I trusted you but you cheated on me." She stood slowly setting the rose down. "I see the way you look at her and she looks the same at you. I used to wonder why you two were so connected. She's found more than just dead bodies, Stiles. She found you're heart. You two belong together and I'm just the obstacle standing in your way."

The sheriff's son caught her by the arm. "If you can't be with me at least be my friend."

"Stiles! I'm not going to stand there and watch you fall for someone else when you just shattered my heart." She screamed, tears were now streaming down her face as Stiles embraced her.

He held her close until her breathing evened out. She moved away leaving space between them. Neither of them knew why they did it or what made them but they knew it happened. They're lips connected and what felt like eternity was only a few seconds.

"Look, I'm sorry" He began. "I won't ever hurt you like that again. But can we not do this in public. For Lydia's sake."

She sighed but nodded pulling him into one last kiss before pushing him out the door.

Stiles stood in front of Lydia's front door, if anyone was going to know that he and Malia were dating it was her.

"Hey, how'd it go with Malia?" Lydia opened the door and welcomed him in.

"Yeah, it went well." Stiles recalled what happened and she nodded. "Look about the kiss I-"

"Stiles I totally understand, I mean I kissed you remember? So we don't have to talk about it again. Ok?" The strawberry blonde smiled. He returned the smile and headed back to his jeep.

Stiles drove in silence for about fifteen minutes passing house by house getting closer to his. He heard the engine rumble and his car came to a stop. Quickly getting out of the car he opened the hood of the car and saw tons of leaves and straw piled on top. 'That's weird.' He thought to himself.

Hands gripped Stiles's neck and squeezed tightly. The boy thrashed and tried to scream but it didn't help him. Stiles tried to fight whoever was behind him but he couldn't reach enough to do. His body started to slump as he felt the world spin in front of him. He fell backwards into his kidnapper's arms.

The figure stuffed Stiles' unconscious body in the back seat and proceeded to drive down the road sending his father a message saying he was staying at a friend's house.

Stiles woke up, his head pounding. Blinking rapidly he scanned his surroundings. Concrete walls stood tall at about fifteen feet with no windows visible. He was sitting in a chair with his hands tied around his back. A shadow emerged and Stiles mouth hung open.

"You. I thought you were dead!" Stiles screamed. Wanting to get off this chair to attack the maniac.

"You can't kill me." His voice was calm mimicking Stiles's. "I feed off of chaos, strife and pain and because you kissed Lydia, Malia's given me enough power to come back."

"No! Leave them alone!" After he escaped from the steel rope Stiles would clearly strangle him.

"That's something I can't let you do. I will keep causing chaos no matter what." He got up and headed towards the exit.

"You won't! They will notice I'm missing and come after whoever you are!" Stiles's screamed back.

"They won't, because I am you!" The figure screamed. The moon's light reflected on the glass mirror from across the moon and he saw a reflection of himself. But he realized it wasn't him. It was void Stiles.

Hey guys! The next few chapter's are really going to get complicated. The point of view will now be in void Stiles's. Void Stiles is basically the Nogitsune possessing Stiles but he isn't. Sorry if that didn't make sense. It's the body of Stiles that's evil. He will be pretending to be as Stiles. Ok! Thanks for reading and review's are welcome along with pm's. Thanks! -Slayer1002