I just got my midterm grades back and I'm pleased to see that I'm doing more than alright. I hope you all that are in school are doing just as well.

Disclaimer: I do not own the MTV show Teen Wolf. This is a fan-made story and nothing more. Please, for the love of god, don't sue me.

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"I think I'm in lurv." Stiles stated while chewing absentmindedly on a french fry.

Scott blinked over at him somehow be able to drag himself out of his conversation with Allison to address his best friend.

"With Derek," Stiles added as if it wasn't clear who he was talking about.

"Okay?" Scott said not sounding like he knew what was going on.

"You're just like a woman," Jackson hissed at the hyperactive teen from across the lunchroom table, "you hang out with a guy once and you think you're soulmates."

"What?" Stiles said with a raised eyebrow.

Danny coughed awkwardly giving the smaller male a concerned look. "Don't you think it's a little too soon to be saying you're in love? Trust me I've been down this road before and you might want to give it a couple more dates."

"Love? Who said anything about love? I'm talking lurv." Stiles looked at all of them like they were insane for not getting what he was talking about immediately. "There's a difference between lurv and love."

"Which is?" Allison asked in unconscious curiosity.

Stiles rolled his eyes. "Lurv is high school stuff, holding hands in the hallway, making nauseatingly cute faces at one another, and calling each other pookey. Love is the passion I have for Jensen Ackles and Jared Padalecki…at the same time."

"So…lurv is just liking someone a lot," Allison clarified for those at the table that were still confused.

"Yep," Stiles nodded.

"Then why didn't you just say that?" Jackson glared at the hyperactive teen angrily.

"He's Stiles Stilinski." Scott answered with an affectionate roll of his eyes.

Stiles grinned at him. "At least one of you gets it."

The door to the lunchroom slammed open suddenly directing all of the student's attention to the front of the room. They all saw Isaac standing in front of the door stiffly before he seemed to collect himself and walk further into the room.

Stiles knew that something was troubling the curly haired werewolf, he could tell by how twitchy his mouth was and the way his eyebrows were raised.

The hyperactive teen threw down his fry and groaned loudly at that thought. He was really becoming a mother wasn't he?

"Stiles." Said teen looked up when he heard the dread in Isaac's voice above him. "We have a situation."

Nervously, Stiles looked around and saw everyone in the cafeteria staring at them nosily. He stood up and started to walk both himself and Isaac away from prying eyes.

"Did something happen with the new hybrid?" Stiles asked his heart rate picking up by the second.

"Yes and no." Isaac answered with a grunt directing Stiles toward the exit. "It's something much worse."

"Oh god." Stiles whispered completely disregarding the books he left behind at his table and walked with Isaac out the cafeteria.

Stiles mind was traveling a mile a minute, and in all the wrong directions. He was already blaming himself for whatever happened.

Why did I listen to Lydia, Stiles thought to himself? He knew it was a bad idea to go on a date with Derek while there was work to be done. What if something happened to Boyd or Erica or Derek? Are they hurt? Are they dead? He would never be able to forgive himself if something happened to any of them.

Stiles found himself running with Isaac toward wherever he was being taken, he didn't know the severity of the situation and he didn't care. All he knew was that Isaac was upset about something and it was causing him to worry more than he's ever done in his entire life.

The two of them stopped when they saw three familiar werewolves in the hallway. Boyd and Erica were leaning on opposite sides of the lockers. Stiles was relieved to see that neither of them were a part of the apparent crisis. However, he was puzzled to see both of them staring directly at Hemsworth who was standing in the middle of the hall. He seemed to be playing some kind of game or something on his iPod.

"Hey guys," Stiles breathed not even caring that he was out of breath in the slightest. "Is everybody okay?"

"We're fine." Boyd responded still staring at Hemsworth just waiting for him to make some type of move.

"Oh angry birds, why are you so angry?" Hemsworth shook his head fondly before putting up his iPod and giving Stiles a friendly but mischievous grin.

"Hi little Filikos," The blond werewolf greeted eagerly, "I've been waiting for you."

"Hey Hemsworth," Stiles greeted quickly searching around hoping with all his might not to see a half dead Derek lying around anywhere. "Is everything okay?"

Hemsworth didn't respond just choosing to raise an eyebrow over at him.

Stiles turned to Isaac who was glaring over at Hemsworth. "You said something worse than the hybrid happened. Where's the worse thing?"

"Uh oh," Hemsworth smiled over at Isaac like he'd just given him a free car, "you're about to be in trouble."

"Shut your mouth!" Isaac snarled his fists clenched at his sides. "You're already causing enough problems. Why do you think we're here?"

Stiles' brain went to an abrupt stop. His brain didn't hit anything but it was swerving on the road a little bit.

"Wait, what?" Stiles shook his head in disbelief as he looked over at Isaac pleadingly. "Please tell me that Hemsworth isn't what you were talking about. Please Isaac."

Isaac furrowed his brow looking over at him in confusion.

"What else would I be talking about? What's more dire than this freak of an Alpha over here?" Isaac pointed at Hemsworth who still had a shit eating grin on his face.

Silence was the only response Isaac gained from that answer. It was so bizarre that even Boyd and Erica broke out of their stares to look over at Stiles curiously.

Isaac broke out of his angry one-sided glaring match and turned to Stiles who was staring at him blankly. Well, as blankly as brightly glowing green eyes can be.

"Stiles?" Isaac asked cautiously. "You okay?"

"Am I okay? Am I okay? Hell no, I'm not okay!" Stiles squeaked. "You scared the hell out of me. With the way you were talking I thought somebody died or something. You know how crazy my Filikos instincts can get."

"But I was just-"

"Are you trying to kill me?" Stiles asked with a helpless look on his face. His heart felt like it was trying to burst out of his chest with how fast it was beating.

"What?" Isaac said stepping back slightly either through shock or horror Stiles couldn't really tell.

"You can't just come up to me talking about a life or death situation and present me with a hunksicle!" Stiles yelled before he turned his attention to Hemsworth as a thought suddenly crossed his mind. "Has anyone ever told you you look just like the actor that played Thor?"

"It's all in your mind." Hemsworth said quickly.

"But-"

"I came to talk to you about the new hybrid that attacked your pack, the Minonme." Hemsworth told the young human Alpha.

Stiles breathed a sigh in relief happy that he was able to get some information at last. The pack tried but they couldn't find too much information on the creature that attacked them.

The hyperactive teen briefly shot Isaac a look that told him their conversation was not over before he gave his undivided attention to Hemsworth.

"You said they were called Minonme's?" Stiles asked scratching his chin in thought. "Minotaur and gnome?"

"Exactly right." Hemsworth nodded grimly. "They have the strength of a Minotaur and the speed and sneakiness of a gnome, they're crazy little bastards. They're twice as strong as us werewolves."

Boyd winced having experienced that first hand.

"The one we fought said something about a treasure or something?" Stiles asked.

Hemsworth nodded. "That's how they can be manipulated, whoever is behind them being here told that Minonme that you stole his treasure. That's tapping into the gnome part of its brain and its need to protect what they see as theirs, the problem is that they see anything that's valuable to other people as theirs. They have a tendency to attack whoever they suspect is keeping 'treasures' from them."

"How can we beat them?" Stiles questioned eager to get to the most important point of all this.

"They're pretty good at taking a hit, you could spend hours fighting one and it might not do that much to it. You'd be better off trying to outsmart them." Hemsworth informed him. "Minonme's aren't that smart so it should be easy to do that."-

"Sweet," Stiles proclaimed with a grin, "that should be easy, everyone in our pack is smart in some way."

"Well, when they're not in panic mode anyway." Stiles was staring down Isaac who looked like a deer caught in headlights.

"Thank you for your help Hemsworth you're great," Stiles smiled kindly to the blond werewolf, "even if you are a little creepy."

Hemsworth shrugged in response. "No problem, I'm actually trying to track them down. You want to come with?"

"Thank you but no thank you." Erica said not looking apologetic in the slightest. "The entire pack is going to be too busy to associate with you for a while."

The blond werewolf stared over at her for a brief moment before his eyes lit up in excitement.

"Ah, you're going into the project phase of the courting aren't you?" Hemsworth asked with a crazed grin.

Erica rolled her eyes but chose not to comment, Stiles on the other hand was just confused. Why was he always the last to find out about these things?

Hemsworth eyes glazed over as he seemed to go into his own thoughts, just like when they first met him.

"Those were good times, good times." Hemsworth shook head his normally excited features turning solemn.

Stiles eyed him worriedly. Whatever happened to Hemsworth, and he just knew something happened to him otherwise he wouldn't be here, must have been major to make such a perky guy depressed so easily. It is a little strange that he's an Alpha and he doesn't have a pack or even looking for pack members.

Hemsworth suddenly cheered himself up sending everyone a polite smile.

"Well, have fun kiddies," Hemsworth said with a wave as he started to walk away, "tell the rookie Alpha I said hi."

"Will do," Stiles called back to him.

"Hey," Scott said when he and the rest of the Werehoodies showed up.

Stiles rolled his eyes. "Nice of you guys to grace us with your presence. What hell took you guys so long?"

"It was lunch, we were eating." Jackson said rolled his eyes right back at Stiles.

Scott laughed when Stiles pouted at the jock. "We knew that Isaac would have your back if something happened. He's always looking out for his mama."

Isaac tried his best not to look in Stiles' direction when he heard that and felt Stiles' eyes on him.

Stiles sighed bringing his arms around Isaac's waist and hugging him. He ignored Jackson's gagging next to them.

"You know I was just joking about the whole killing me thing right?" Stiles told him lying somewhat, "I was just being stupid because I was mad."

Isaac grunted before pushing away from Stiles and walking down the hallway.

"Not again." Stiles groaned smacking his head with his hand.

While Boyd and Erica were looking bored, they just knew this situation would turn out okay, the Werehoodies were just confused except for one.

"I knew today was going to be a good day," Jackson said with a smirk.

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"I am the worst Filikos Alpha ever." Stiles proclaimed with his head buried in his hands.

Derek rolled his eyes but focusing on the road all the while.

Earlier, unbeknownst to Stiles, the pack had decided that he would be getting a ride with Derek. Not that he had any problems with that but he was confused as to why none of them could give him a ride all of a sudden.

Derek just dragged him into his car telling him that he would explain later.

"You're being overdramatic." Derek told him bluntly.

"What is wrong with me? I shouldn't have yelled at him like that." Stiles said pretty much ignoring what Derek had said. "I probably brought up memories of his father."

"Stiles!" Derek growled almost running a stop sign. "Get a grip."

Now Stiles had chosen to look over at the other Alpha.

"You're making this into more than it is." Derek told him. "Isaac isn't going to break down over a couple heated words, he's stronger that."

"Then why is he ignoring me? He didn't answer any of the texts I sent him in class." Stiles stated with a sigh.

"It's probably for some stupid convoluted reason like he's angry at himself for making you angry." Derek grunted.

Stiles folded his arms. "Why would he think that?"

"Because there is no way he's mad at you Stiles. You're probably the only person he can't be mad at. Honestly, he never shuts up about you at home." Derek grunted exasperatedly.

For the first time in hours Stiles allowed himself to let out a small smile. Sadly, this moment of happiness didn't last long.

Today was not shaping to be a good day for Stiles. It's not enough he's gone and gotten Isaac upset again, he also has his Filikos instincts still on alert since this morning. He's been on edge the entire day and nothing he does seems to calm himself down.

"Where are we going?" Stiles asked as if he just realized that he was in a car.

"Have you forgotten that I'm still courting you?" Derek replied smartly.

"No," Stiles huffed, "Are we going back to your house? I need a good bad movie to calm me down."

"We can't go back to my house, the pack's there." Derek stated.

Stiles eyebrows furrowed. "Doing what?"

Derek opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted.

"Oh hey, there they are now!" Stiles said peaking his head out of his window when he saw his packmates cars across the street stopped by a red light.

"I swear he has the attention span of five year old." Derek mumbled under his breath.

Stiles smiled and waved enthusiastically over at his packmates. He caught the attention of Danny whose eyes widened for a brief moment before he smiled politely and waved back at him. Nudging Jackson with his elbow, Danny pointed over to Stiles making the jock rolled his eyes and look forward once again.

The hyperactive teens smile slowly faded as he felt the rumbling of the earth.

"Oh no," Stiles whispered before he was pushed back in the car hitting Derek's shoulder as the rumbling increased underneath the werewolf's car.

Almost instinctively, Derek wrapped a hand around Stiles' shoulder protectively holding him close.

"It's the Minonme." Stiles said without a hint of doubt. He looked toward Derek. "It's the hybrid that attacked me, Boyd, Erica, and Isaac at the park."

Derek nodded grimly.

The rumbling from underneath their car faded but didn't disappear entirely as the two of them saw the ground shaking in front of them.

"Oh shit," Stiles's eyes widened in fear, "it's going for the pack. Derek, it's going for the pack!"

Derek immediately got out of the car looking fully intent on crushing that hybrid with his bear hands.

"Just listen to me this once and stay in the car!" Derek ordered Stiles his tone not giving way to any arguing.

For once, Stiles was inclined to agree (just so Derek would hurry up and stop that hybrid from hurting his pack).

"Just hurry up and get your ass over there," Stiles shouted his eyes shining green with worry.

Without another word, Derek sprinted over to the direction of his packmates cars struggling to get close to them due to the increased rumbling.

Stiles cried out in what could only be thought of as pain when he saw the Minonme pop up from between the cars of his packmates causing both of the vehicles to go flying onto the grass beside the street.

Due to the Minonme coming out of the street so violently the road became horribly cracked. Derek was helpless when his entire leg got caught in a crack while he was running toward the pack. He was pulling his leg out but it was a steady process.

With a crazed yell, the Minonme tackled the car with the Werehoodies in it causing the car to flip and all of them to fall out of it.

Stiles just couldn't take this, he held his hand to heart as he felt his nerves rising up once again. He was finding it hard to breath, his eyesight was getting fuzzy.

Despite all that he was able to see as clear as day the Minonme approaching an injured Danny on the grass. He reached out his hand to grab at Danny's face.

That's when Stiles lost it, his instincts took full control and he acted without hesitation.

Jumping into the front seat, the hyperactive teen started Derek's car back up (which he stupidly left with the keys in the ignition) and pushed on the gas heavy. At full speed he rammed into the Minonme pushing it back and into a tree which almost collapsed under the weight on it.

The Minonme barely looked affected by this, if anything it looked to be slightly annoyed. With barely any strength the beast pushed the car off of him.

Stiles gasped hitting the back of his seat roughly.

With a grunt, the Minonme grabbed the front of the car and lifted it up off the ground.

"Damn," Stiles grumbled before jumping out of the car and falling onto the ground.

And so there Stiles was lying on the grass with a Minonme towering over him with a car in his hands.

"This day's sucked more than a cliffhanger in a story." Stiles said glaring up at the hybrid above him.

"Stiles!"

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Stiles and Isaac are at it again. Well, no healthy relationship is all sunshine and rainbows.

A couple of people are anxious to know about the whole butter thing. I have to ask you guys to be patient with that. It's going to be mentioned first and then your going to see first hand what it was. I'm building it up for you guys because it's something special.

I'm playing pretty fast and loose with supernatural mythology so you'll have to give me some leeway with the hybrids. I'm trying to give reasons for they do but I'm not trying to make it all that complicated.

That's all for this chapter. I hope you all enjoyed it!