Stiles has been going over the Hale house for a week now. Derek has been teaching him how to defend and evade from any attack that could be thrown at him.

The thing that worries stiles is Scott, he knows that Scott doesn't fully trust Derek but he needed to learn how to fight if he's ever in action when something supernatural happens.

Stiles panted has he stared at the ground below his feet. His hands on his knees trying to hold himself up after training with Derek but stiles just thinks Derek likes to toy with him.

Stiles looked up at Derek –who looks like he didn't waste an ounce of energy- glares at him and says "do you enjoy watching me suffer?" Derek just arches and eyebrow "because I don't have werewolf…oh never mind"

"Get up. We're not done yet" Derek stands in front of stiles with his hands crossed "attack me"

Stiles stands up as much as he can and places his palms on his back and tries to rub some of his sore spots "I think I just lost ten pounds today" stiles said as he panted

"Stop your whining and hurry up" Derek had an unamused face of with his usual scowl

"Fine" stiles got ready to an attack stance that Derek showed him. Stiles looked Derek in the eyes before lunging forward.

Stiles threw a fist at Derek's temple but Derek used his werewolf speed and stepped back causing stiles to lose his balance. Derek caught him by the throat as stiles fell forward. Derek just held him and lifted him by his throat and raised him until only the tips of his shoes were barley scraping the dirt.

He clawed at Derek's hands to release him but they never cut off his air supply but he was still scared. Derek released him and he fell to his knees and rubbed his throat.

"What the hell!" yelled stiles; He stood up and walked up to Derek

"If this was a real fight, you'd be dead" was all he said

"Yeah I know. Why else would you be training me?" stiles glared at Derek "fine, whatever, are we done yet?"

"Yes, we're done for today"

Derek led stiles into the ruined house where peter and Isaac were in. Isaac was doing is school work and peter was on his computer looking at who-knows-what.

"Are you still living here?" asks stiles

"No, I got a place on town. I'm still cleaning the place up" says Derek

"Isaac, where do you live?" stiles hasn't even noticed what happened with Isaac's living arrangements since his dad was killed

"Oh, um… I live with Derek right now, I guess."

Derek then leads stiles down to the basement. Derek said that he has something to give him. As they stopped in the middle of the basement, Derek pulled out the gloves-things from his belt and held them for stiles to take.

"Why are you giving me gloves?" the question made Derek chuckle a bit. Something that's very rare for stiles.

"They're not gloves. Well…yeah kind of are but they're for fighting." Stiles took them and noticed that they're heavy with metal. Black metal, pieces of metal cover the entire fingers and the tips are like claws. The palm and upside of are also covered.

"Wow" stiles can't help but admire them. If someone else had them, they could probably tear someone to shreds.

Stiles put them on and notice that the cloth was actually made of leather. The glove/claw fit perfectly on him, like a second skin. He flexes his fingers; the leather covers his entire hands and about two inches below his wrist. When his flips his palms facing upwards he can see the letter H on both metal plates.

"My family made them for the human pack mates in our pack. So when a pack or omega comes into the territory the humans can defend themselves. The metal plates are made from steel and the metal on the fingers are made from titanium"

"You guys do know how to made accessories" stiles lifts them up close up to his face to see the etched letter "H as in for Hale" Derek nodes his head

"I'm giving them to you because you improved on your fighting skills since you never had any to begin with" stiles glared at Derek who's lips curled up a bit.

"Can I try them out?" asked stiles; Derek can see the eagerness in his eyes

Stiles didn't wait for Derek to reply. He turned and walked up to one of the walks in the basement. He drew his arm back and slashed at the wall. When the claws started to cut through the concrete a few sparks flew. Stiles left a long and deep gash on the wall.

"Oh. My. God!" stiles started laughing at what he did. He started to fell adrenaline flowing in his veins and it felt great to him. He never felt adrenalin and the feeling of power of being able to shred something.

"Does it always feel like this?" stiles faced Derek with a smile.

"In a fight, yes, it does. But when ending someone, it's something else."

Stiles stayed quiet, he didn't want to know that feeling. Killing someone like when Derek had to kill his uncle when he was the alpha.

"c'mon. Let's go back up" said Derek as he turned towards the stairs with stiles right behind him.

Later that afternoon Stiles and Scott were in the lacrosse field practicing their throws. Scott was cheating by using his werewolf powers but stiles was used to it now since Scott always cheats in lacrosse.

"We haven't been hanging out a lot lately" said Scott as he caught the ball that stiles threw.

"Well, I'm guessing that you spend the last few days in your room with the blinds drawn and depressing music playing" stiles smirked a Scott who looked like a secret was just reviled "oh my god, it's true"

"Well…what can I say" Scott shrugged his shoulders and had an embarrassed face on.

"Scott," stiles sighed "you know what, I just going to enjoy the peace time that we're having. No psychotic uncles, no hunters, no crazy grandpas, no crazy classmates, no kanima and no Jackson"

"I know that we agreed to break up buy-"

"No, alright, I'm sick and tired of all this crap. I'm sick of this, I now I'm being a jerk but I just don't care" stiles looked at Scott; he would never understand what stiles felt. The reason he joined the supernatural world was because he was trying to keep his best friend alive.

Scott rubbed the side of his face, "stiles I'm sorry you feel the-"Scott stopped in mid-sentence when his nose picked up a two different scents. He scanned the area trying to find the owners. His claws extracted ready to fight.

"What is it?" stiles stood at Scott's side

"Werewolves, two of them" was all Scott said, stiles tensed at the first word.

"Where are they?" asked stiles as he slipped on the metal claws on.

Before Scott can answer stiles felt a tap on his right shoulder, he blood ran cold can he felt someone's breath ghosted over his neck.

"Right behind you two" the voice was deep and rough. It made him flinch.

They both turned and see two guys staring at them; they both were the same height. One with black hair and the other brown, both were in their betas form with small grins, showing off their sharp teeth.

Scott already changed to his beta form while stiles got ready to fight. Before stiles can move a single muscle, he's already on the ground confused and dizzy. He can feel a bit of blood dripping from the corner of his chin. Stiles looks up and Scott who's having trouble fighting one of the betas, He looks around for the other one, he struggles to get on his feet but is knocked down again by kick to his back.

Stiles get up on his feet as fast as he can and swings behind him, only to cut through air. He make a 360 turn but can see the beta, he only sees Scott on his back with the other's foot to his throat.

"Scott!" stiles is about to run to help him but when Scott's eyes meet his they widen in what seems like fear.

"Stiles, run!" stiles was about to run forward again but that's when he felt claws almost dancing on the back of his neck.

Scott stopped struggling for a second when the beta behind stiles almost appeared out of thin air. He saw that the werewolf leaned into stiles ear and whispered something that he couldn't hear.

"Don't worry, we're here as massagers," stiles asked who sent them, "well, she, said that you shouldn't get in her way. If you want to live, stay away from her mate"

"And who is her mate?" stiles was scared, angry and irritated why must he always be in the cross-fire

"She just said to stay away" stiles look down at the grass and sees that the wolf is raising its arm to attack. Stiles ducks, he can feel the breeze from the swing. He turns his body towards the wolf and slashed upward.

The werewolf didn't reach fast enough, stiles slashed through his torso up, his chest and face. The beta screamed in agony as his eyes were pierced by the metal claws. The werewolves hands flew to cover his face, blood started to flow out of them and through his fingers.

"Nick!" the other beta forgot about Scott and ran to his pack mate. Stiles ran to Scott who was coughing.

Stiles had to help Scott and get out of there; the other wolves didn't pay attention as they made it to the parking lot. They made it to his jeep, stiles help Scott in –who gained some of his strength back- into the passenger seat.

He turned on the jeep and quickly got out of there. He turned to look at the field for a split second and can see both betas. Stiles shivered when he made eye contact with the un-injured one. Anger is what he sees in those eyes, if stiles didn't slash the other's face and blinded him, he knew they both would come and finish him off. So he keeps driving and headed to find Derek.

She growled out loud as she received the new on what happened, the boy names stiles attacked and blinded one of her own. She punched one of the beams that were holding the concrete ceiling up. She then punched the old train car. When they came to beacon hills she followed Derek's scent to a railroad depot. That's where they were at now; she just liked it because it smelled of Derek.

"Nix, brie, come and clean nick up" two other betas came and took nick and lead him to a corner to start cleaning the blood.

"How did that boy to that?" she pointed to nick

"I don't know. I was busy with his werewolf friend." Said the frighten beta

"So he's a werewolf?" she started to shake. If he was a werewolf that meant that they already mated.

"No, I-he didn't smell like one. But he had these things on, I don't know what happened. I just happened so fast"

Ana growled again and walked away from Ben –her beta- and went outside. It was still light out but she would have to wait to make a visit to stiles. It was only fair if she blinded him too.

'Like they always say 'an eye for an eye'' thought Ana

Her betas that are rerolled at the high school would have to deal with stiles' best friend. He would be a problem; she also knew she had to make a move on Derek fast. If stiles goes to Derek and tells him what happened…then that would be another problem for them and especially for her.

"We'll be together soon, Derek" she said to the wind "just you wait, we'll be unbeatable and everyone will fear us" she smirked to herself.

"But I have to deal with someone first" Ana started walking to the woods and headed to her target's house.

Will Ana get to stiles when he gets home? Or what If the sheriff is home and not stiles, will she attack him? We'll see next week on Monday.