A/N: Skipping ahead a little to the Alpha vs. Hale Pack fighting. I wasn't planning on making Stiles date anyone. Just saying.
Stiles, Alice, Mary, and Jason are in Stiles' room. Alice was sitting in the desk chair, Jason sitting on the desk, Stiles and Mary sitting on the bed together.
The Alpha Pack had been targeting Lydia, because of her minimal hunter training and the Hale Pack, without Stiles, managed to rescue to rescue her.
"That sounds very anticlimactic if you ask me." Jason said.
Stiles stared. "I must be one hell of an actor if they didn't bring me, because they assumed I'm too weak." Stiles chuckled darkly, earning worried glances from the others, and then his expression turned serious. "I wanted to participate in a crazy werewolf rescue attempt." Stiles stood up and started to pace in front of his bed, he had to find something to do.
"Then throughout lunch, they kept giving me dirty looks, as if they're mad at me, for not even helping. I'm sitting there thinking 'I would have helped if Derek told me' and then Jackson kept tackling me at lacrosse practice. I was tempted to shout 'Bitch if you keep tackling me, I'm going to shove the lacrosse stick up your—" The door opened, interrupting Stiles' rant and Stiles' dad walked in holding thirty silver tipped arrows and three vials of a green-gray liquid. Stiles' dad John set the stuff on the bed.
"You might need these." John stated, his eyes telling them that he knew something.
Stiles stared confused for a few seconds. "Uh…thanks?" John looked towards the three other teens.
"Kids." John stated, smiling.
"Dad." They said together and John nodded once, leaving. Stiles' dad had been the one to drive them all over the world for their hunting gigs.
John even participated in some them, especially when they had to get in a bar to get some information; John went in to get information and bought motel rooms. John had been a father figure for them. John was even teaching Alice and Mary how to drive when they were on the road.
Stiles grabbed a vial and looked at the green-gray liquid, frowning. He held it up to the light. "Mountain ash and wolfs bane mixed together." Stiles looked at the silver tipped arrows. "I think he's trying to tell me something."
Mary looked at her backpack that was leaning against the bed and at Alice's backpack against the desk. "I think he's saying that you should get off your ass and go participate in the Alpha war and open a can of ass kicking." Stiles went over to his closet and opened it.
He pulled out a duffel bag and walked to the middle of the room. He dropped it on the floor, hearing something clink together. He got on both knees and opened the duffel bag. He pulled the sides apart and looked at the knives, salt, holy water, a couple of salt guns, mountain ash, wolfsbane, some knives with strange symbols carved on the blade, some with jagged edges, and other various weapons.
Mary, Alice, and Jason walked to the bag and looked at the weapons as Stiles went to his closet again. He took off a shirt hanging off of something and dropped it on the ground. He grabbed the archery bow and put it on the bed next to the arrows and vials.
"Shit." Was all Stiles said and looked at the weapons. He looked at his group and looked out the window at the forest, where he knew the fight was taking place.
They trouped down the stairs, clad in black clothing, with weapons. Alice had upside down crosses drawn on her cheeks, Mary had upside down crosses on her knuckles, Jason had an upside down cross on the side of his hands, and Stiles had drawn an upside down cross on his left arm. He was holding the bow and arrows. John looked at the teens, from sitting on the couch, his feet on the coffee and holding a bottle of beer.
"Where are you kids going off to, dressed like that?" John asked, happy that the Atheists are whole again.
Stiles looked at his friends and looked at his dad. "We're going to go destroy an Alpha Pack of werewolves."
John smiled. "Play dirty if you have to. Good luck." Stiles left the house, with the group following, and Stiles closed the door.
Mary looked at Stiles and pointed. "Your dad is hot." Stiles stared at Mary, gaping at her, his face saying 'what the fuck' and he looked disturbed at that. Jason and Alice looked at Mary.
They quietly made their way through the forest, towards the showdown, that was taking. Stiles looked at the stare-off, rolling his eyes. Stiles notched an arrow and pulled it back, hearing the string creak a little at the use.
He aimed the arrow, right between Derek and Isaac. He noticed how Scott was standing beside Allison; Lydia was standing beside Allison, both of them holding compound bows. Jackson was standing beside Lydia, which Stiles felt was in a protective manner, and Erica was standing in between Jack and Boyd. Lydia, Stiles noticed had fading bruises already. The Hale Pack or Jackson must have been healing Lydia.
Stiles aimed the arrow at the girl with the dreads, who was standing next to the werewolf Deucalion. Stiles felt a surge of pride go through him for Jason. Stiles shoved that down. He released the arrow, hearing the sound of the string snapping as the arrow was released and the air whizzing as the arrow flew by. The arrow flew straight through the woman with the dread's stomach. She shrieked in surprised and looked at the arrow as it started to smoke.
"Good shot Allison." Derek said, not looking back.
Allison covered her mouth, and looked at Lydia who seemed surprised. "That wasn't me." Allison looked back.
"Lydia?" Derek said.
"I didn't do it either." Lydia said.
"Then who was it?" Isaac asked.
Stiles hesitated, and then stepped forward from his spot. "They're right. It was all me." Stiles forced his face to be a blank mask. The Hale Pack looked behind them right at Stiles, shock, surprise, and anger forming on their faces.
Scott looked betrayed that his best friend never told him that he was a hunter. Lydia looked slightly angry, but shocked. Jackson looked annoyed and even rolled his eyes for emphasis. Boyd, Isaac, and Allison looked shocked. Derek was surprised, annoyed, and gave Stiles a look that says that they'll have the conversation later.
A/N: Cliffhanger moment right? I was trying to build suspense, though I think I failed. Also I think there are two more chapters until I'm finish this fanfic. But don't worry or get sad, I already have another story idea forming.
Stiles' dad had always known that the Hales and Hale Pack are werewolves. Also, I used to Lydia to be kidnapped by the Alpha Pack, because I feel like it's overused that Stiles is the one that always gets kidnapped by the Alphas.