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Here's Chapter 3, hope you guy enjoy it.

Thank you for all your lovely comments so far, it means a lot.

Disclaimer- I don't own TVD/Teen Wolf.

Stiles woke up to birds whistling outside and sun streaming in through the window. He wiped sleep from his eyes and peered around the mess he'd caused in his room, curiosity building in his newfound senses. As he scanned the room his eyes felt on what looked to be a cooler in the middle of his room. He got up, approached the box cautiously and opened it. Inside of the cooler was filled with blood bags and a note was stuck to the inside lid of the box. Stiles read the note.

You'll need these to keep your strength up…..

-K.M.

Stiles picked up one of the blood bags and suddenly he realised just how thirsty he was. In the blink of an eye his fangs had extended, veins protruded from under his eyes and his eyes turned dark red. Soon all the blood in the bag had been drunk and Stiles licked his lips savouring the flavour. He quickly hid the cooler under his bed and took a deep breath.

His mind had cleared so much and for the first time he felt stronger, more alive than he had in a long time. His mind raced as he looked at his investigation board, he ended up in front of the board in the blink of an eye and was rapidly writing everything that had happened over the past couple of days and started connecting the dots. There was so much to think about and write down. Something had changed with him, he couldn't deny that, but he could admit that he was terrified. He didn't know was he was capable anymore or how to control himself.

After about an hour, Stiles had fallen down a rabbit hole on the internet turning to figure out what he was. All the logical answers were pointing towards one of the world's most popular blood-sucking creatures…a Vampire. Only thing confusing him was the whole sunlight debacle. Just then he caught a glint out the corner of his eye and his vision rested on his new right. He wondered. He slowly removed the ring sitting it on his desk making his way to the side of the window making sure to stay out of the light. Slowly, Stiles reached his hand into the stream of light pouring into the room. As his hand entered the light his skin started burning as little blisters started appearing on his skin. He hissed loudly and quickly retreated his hand as fast as he could. He grasped his hand and looked and watched as all the blisters started to heal themselves rapidly. He quickly put his new ring back on as he didn't want to risk not having it on any longer. Right in that moment Stiles knew exactly what he was. He couldn't even deny it. He was a Vampire. A blood-sucking monster. It was at this time he realised how dangerous he was to those around him without control.

Then everything clicked. Someone or something clearly knew what was happening to him. All the gifts and letters, they wanted this to happen but why? Stiles wasn't special, as far as he knew, he was just a normal child with a questionable taste in friends. He had to find this thing and sort everything out. Stiles was fiddling with a pen whist looking at he board when all of a sudden.

BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. BEEP!

Stiles alarm clock started ringing very loudly. Bringing Stiles out of his daze. To him the ringing was louder than normal. He quickly turned off the alarm and realised if he didn't start getting ready soon, he would be late for school. So, without a second thought Stiles got showered and dressed.

He was about too leave when his eyes caught the cooler under the bed. He wondered if he should take a blood bag with him but decided against it thinking he would be fine.

Stiles parked up his jeep and stepped out. As he exited his jeep, he was hit by a familiar scent that made his mouth water. He closed his eyes and willed away the feeling. Pressing himself against his jeep, he let out a small growl as he pressed against the door. Just then with his newfound strength he pushed his hand into the side of the door, creating a big dent. Stiles gasped and jumped back. He gulped, shook his head and headed straight to find his friends.

'What am I doing'

The last thought to cross Stiles' mind before he caught a glimpse of Scott and his pack sat of the picnic benches. Stiles started to approach slowly but was startled but someone putting an arm around him in a rough but playful manner.

"Hey Casper!" Chimed Isaac. Casper was Isaacs's nickname for Stiles because of how pale the former human was.

"Hey Isaac" Stiles mumbled quietly.

"Come on lets go and join the others!" Isaac demanded. He then grabbed Stiles' hand and in a childlike manner dragged him to the group.

"Morning you two!" Lydia Sang happily whist everyone else nodded along.

"Hey Stiles! Any developments on the case?" Scott asked whist rubbing the back of his neck.

"Yeah so I'm thinking that my original theory is correct" Stiles said slowly.

"Vampires? They're just a scary story. Can't be real!" Jackson exclaimed, followed by a nervous laugh.

"No more fake than Were-Wolfs, Kanimas and Banshees" Stiles stated proudly.

"Guys he's got a point, who are we to say what's real and what's fake" Scott said, "So after school I'll go see Deaton and see if he knows anything…."

Scott carried on talking but Stiles got distracted. He had caught someone staring at him from across the quad. A tall man with curly dirty blonde hair and a pale pearl like complexion. The man smirked at Stiles. A smirk fit for the devil himself. Stiles blinked to check if he was seeing things and when he opened his eyes, the man was no longer there.

"And we'll meet here after school, right Stiles?" Scott finished his statement to the group.

"hmm yeah sure" Stiles said whist nodding in agreement as if in a bit of a daze.

The bell rang loudly, and everyone started dispersing to class but Stiles stayed staring at the spot the mysterious stranger had once been, until Scott interrupted him.

"Stiles! Are you coming?"

"Yeah… Coming!" Stiles said as he slowly peeled his eyes away from that spot and towards Scott.

The pair made their way into the building and too their first class of the day.

There you go! Hope you guys enjoyed that one.

At this point I'm not sure who is alive or dead or in the story at this moment. I'm just writing what feels right for the story.

Thank you again for everything.

-CR20