A/N: Thanks guys for all the kind reviews. This story is sort of writing itself. The inspiration for this story is just so overwhelming that I feel the need to keep writing.
Deaton hurried Laura to the Hale house quiet room where they could talk without being overheard. "Laura we can't talk for long before he gets suspicious so please just listen. I came to warn you that a darkness is descending on Beacon Hills only now I think maybe I was too late. Stiles might be the darkness I feared. I wasn't joking when I said very few immortals are what you could call morally acceptable. Immortals very often have their own agenda and it usually involves a lot of mortal deaths. Let's just hope he is one of the benevolent immortals."
"Well he is Derek's boyfriend so he can't be that bad, can he?" Laura asked.
"Don't accept that for what it looks like. I need to figure out what kind of immortal he is. Some immortals have power over the mind. He could be controlling Derek to get close to your family. Get to know him and see what you can find out. Bring your mom and see me in a couple of days. I'll see what I can find in the meantime", Deaton spoke quickly.
"Okay, I'll keep an eye out", Laura said as she opened the door and walked back to the front of the house. She saw Deaton out before she walked back to the living room to rejoin her family. As she entered she answered the question she knew everyone wanted to ask. "It was nothing. Deaton was just hoping we might start a patrol around Beacon Hills. His sources warn of a descending darkness", Laura told them. "We can deal with it later." Laura sat herself back down beside her husband. "So where were we?" she asked as she kept a careful eye on the immortal.
"We were about to start grilling the happy couple on their ordinary travelling years", Sam answered wiggling his eyebrows at his sister. His sister nodded.
"So you travelled around the world. Where did you go?" Oliver asked.
"Rome, Paris, Naples, Hong Kong, Tokyo. You name it we probably went there", Stiles answered with a grin. "Oh Der, do you remember that one time in Russia?"
"You mean the one out in the snow where I was attacked by that snow hound?" Derek asked.
"That's the one", Stiles laughed. A look of nostalgia spread across his face.
"So is someone going to tell us what happened? And what a snow hound is?" Peter asked a little irritated he needed to ask.
"Well I'm not sure how much you know about the supernatural. A snow hound is a rhino sized canine. Think of a bulldog swollen to rhino size and covered in thick amounts of hair. Well Derek wandered into this cave not realising it was the things den. He came back out rather quickly as he was being chased by this thing. Anyways snow hounds are slow but invade their home and you might as well be signing your own death certificate", Stiles told them.
"Couldn't you just kill it?" Peter asked.
"That's what I asked", Derek mumbled.
"No I meant you Derek", Peter grumbled.
"Actually no I took a couple of swipes at the thing but my claws could even break the things skin", Derek confessed.
"Well sure I could have but why would I? It hadn't done anything wrong. It was just following its instincts. I don't make it a hobby of mine to kill innocent creatures just because I could. That would just be horrible", Stiles answered in a disgusted tone. "It would be like hunting."
"And that right there is where we had our first big fight. The killing par tnot the idea of hunting", Derek clarified.
"Okay obviously we can't hear every story but there must be a few more you could share with us", Cora pleaded.
"Well there are but we discussed it last night and agreed it might be an interesting bonding tool for the pack if Laura will have us?" Derek made the statement into a question.
Laura watched as all faces turned to look at her. She was sure her discomfort showed on her face and she could hear the reluctance in her own voice as she answered. "Of course Derek. Pack means family. But I'm also going to be honest even if it hurts. I'm not sure I fully trust Stiles yet. Chalk it up to yesterday. What I suggest", Laura continued ignore Derek's look of outrage. "Is having both of you spend time around the pack. That way with time maybe we can begin to trust each other."
Stiles raised himself on to his knees and placed his hands on either side of Derek's face looking deep into his eyes. "That's fine Derek. What Laura suggests is very reasonable." Stiles slipped onto the werewolf's lap and turned to smile at Laura. "Thank you Laura that opportunity would be greatly appreciated. So when is the next pack meeting? I can't wait to meet them all again. I hope I didn't scare any of the young ones too badly last night", Stiles whispered sheepishly looking at Laura.
It was Laura's turn to laugh and laugh she did whole heartedly. "No they weren't scared too badly. They were actually quite excited to see mommy fight. That was the first time they've seen me in action. And to answer your question the next pack meeting was supposed to be a couple of days time but I think given Deaton's news maybe it should be moved up to tonight. I know it is rather early to have another but we need to keep everyone in the loop. I even thought about moving it to this afternoon in the hopes of fitting in some training but I didn't want to spoil family time", Laura admitted feeling guilty.
Stiles looked back at his boyfriends face hopefully for a moment before Derek nodded to him. "Yes!" Stiles cheered.
"What? What did Derek agree to?" Talia asked curiously.
"Stiles has heard me tell a lot of stories about the famous Hale pack and has been dying to see you all in action or at the very least training. I told him we would discuss it with Laura because she might want it to be a closed practise which meant he wouldn't get to see it", Derek explained as Stiles danced around on his lap.
"Please, please, please. Pretty please. Pretty please with sugar on top", Stiles began begging Laura with a puppy dog expression while the older Hale family members laughed at his eagerness.
"Oh god Laura please answer him so we can shut him up", Peter exclaimed suddenly.
"Stiles you may be present on two conditions. One you participate fully but controlled. If you're gonna be a part of this pack we need to know what you can do but I don't want you to give any pack members lasting injuries. Secondly you can only fight with those over the age of fifteen", Laura told him.
"Deal", Stiles accepted immediately.
"Well I guess I should get my betas to bring back the pups", Laura said as she pulled out her phone to make the call. After a short conversation Laura turned towards Talia, "Mom can I have a quick word?"
"Sure dearest", Talia replied following Laura from the room. Once in the safety of the quiet room Laura explained everything quickly.
"Do you think I made the right decision?" Laura asked her mum while biting her lip.
"Of course you did. Don't worry we will both keep our eyes open and we'll go see Deaton once we know Stiles capabilities", Talia encouraged her daughter. "Now let's go back."
An hour later the whole pack was gathered in a forest clearing behind the Hale house that had become the usual training grounds. Kira and Allison were off to one side as they both had a different fighting technique to the wolves. Stiles wandered over and greeted them with a smile, "Hello there I'm Stiles." He held out his hand to shake theirs.
"Hi, I'm Allison", the hunter smiled warmly as she shook his hand.
"And I'm Kira", Kira said shaking his hand.
"I must say I hear many stories about the Hale pack that made it unique but I would never have guessed a hunter or a kitsune would feel at home here" Stiles whispered to them softly. Both of them looked surprised at what he knew of them. "Oh don't worry no one said anything. Allison you last name kinda gives away that you are a hunter", he said nodding to her. "And knowing you are a kitsune is one of my talents. I can tell what manner of being anyone I meet is. That's how I knew Derek was a werewolf the first time I meet him. So will both of you be taking part in training?" he asked.
"Well I usually do my own thing. You know target practise unless Laura wants me to help train the wolves on their evasion or hunter knowledge", Allison replied.
"And I either practise solo or square of one on one with someone. But I didn't realise there would be training so I didn't bring my sword", Kira admitted.
"Ah no problem. Hold on a minute", Stiles smiled back at the young kitsune. Stiles reached his hand out and in a flash of light a katana appeared. He turned the blade round and handed the handle to her. "Why don't you try this one out?" Kira looked in awe at the blade he handed her. The balance was perfect. Taking a few steps away from the others she gave the sword a few swings and she immediately fell in love with it.
"Oh Stiles this is wonderful. Where did you get it?" Kira asked while still staring enthralled by the beauty of the sword.
"Oh that I got it from a Japanese sword smith in the fifteenth or sixteenth century", Stiles mused. "Fifteenth I think it was. Any way I thought you might like it so why don't you keep hold of it. Here's the sheath", Stiles said handing her the sheath that materialised in his hand. "Just promise me one thing okay?" He said and continued as he watched her nod. "Look after it. That sword is probably worth more than the Hale family fortune." He watched amused as she gulped.
"I guess you don't know the Hales as well as you think you do", Scott called. Stiles turned to see everyone watching them. "The Hales are stinking rich."
"Well while I'm sure they are rich Scotty I think I know the Hales better than you at least financially because I've known one of them for ten years. You've known them how long?" Stiles asked with a smirk on his face.
"A year and a half", Scott answered confidently.
"Well at last evaluation that sword is priced at a minimum of two hundred and twenty five million US dollars. But if I'm wrong Scott I'm sure someone will correct me", Stiles looked around waiting. After a moment of dead silence Laura decided to break it. She had never been one for silence it freaked her out.
"Scott, he is right. The Hale family could not afford that sword", she admitted. "Stiles would you mind explaining to me how you made it appear out of thin air though?"
"Of course alpha. You saw my speed, my strength and my healing last night along with my telekinesis. But I can also summon and banish items I own at will. For example", a flash of light flared above him and a lance dropped into his waiting arms. Stiles gave the lance a twirl around before throwing it into the air where it disappeared in another flash. "I've been around for a long time and you know an immortal grows bored sometimes. So I trained myself with weapons as a hobby. I am now proficient in melee combat. I should also probably tell you about my other ability", Stiles admitted with a grin.
"Hey Stiles", came a familiar voice from the edge of the forest. Everyone turned to stare in confusion as another Stiles walked up to the first and began to kiss him passionately. Stiles opened his closed eyes to wink at Derek who he saw was very much enjoying the sight. The second Stiles turned to the pack and gave a wave before he began to fade out of existence. "I create illusions", Stiles told Laura and waited for her to shake herself out of the shock.
"Wow. You've got quite the package haven't you?" she replied in a daze before she heard laughter erupt from her brothers, Scott and Stiles. Even Peter had a snicker. "What? What did I say something wrong?"
"No sis I don't think you said anything wrong. You were just hitting on Derek's guy. I mean you like his package", Sam chuckled at his sister. The laughing got worse as the realisation of her mistake dawned on her face.
"Okay, enough. Enough laughing at your alphas expense. Every pick a partner I wanna see everyone sparing. Stiles pair with Kira please I'd like to see your melee skills", Laura instructed.
"There's an odd number", Derek told Laura as he came to stand beside her and watch. "I'll just watch with you for now."
Stiles turned to face the young kitsune. "Don't worry I won't hurt you. I'm under orders", he told her.
Kira smiled shyly at him. "What weapon will you use?" She asked curiously.
Stiles gave her a wink and summoned a staff. "This should do", Stiles answered. The staff was a silvery metallic one with a few expensive looking gems inlaid in the ends for decorative purposes. The middle of the staff also had a grip pad of soft supple leather.
"Ready when you are." Kira bowed to him and Stiles returned it. At once the agile little lady launched a slash at his chest which he blocked with the staff. He continued to block her moves for a minute or two before he carefully launched his own attack. He kept the staff moving slow enough that she could block it. After his next attack he noticed she was moving quicker than before. He altered his speed to match it and continued sparring. After another minute or two he noticed she was moving faster again. She must be a thunder kitsune he thought. Thunder kitsunes he remembered tend to gain speed the longer they are locked in combat. Sweeping his staff behind her legs and knocking her down he placed the staff on her chest as a sign it was over. He removed it and helped her up immediately. "That was very good Kira", he complimented her.
"Yes Kira well done", Laura agreed. "Stiles what happened there?"
"You noticed it as well? Kira are you possible a thunder kitsune?" Stiles asked conversationally. Kira blinked in surprise. She had only discovered the other day that she was a thunder kitsune and had yet to tell the pack. She wanted to discover a bit more about it herself before she told them.
"Yeah I am", she replied.
"Did you realise that you were getting faster the longer we fought?" Stiles asked. Kira shook her head. "I didn't think so which means you probably only discovered your nature recently. There is still a lot for you to discover but I'll help you if you like", Stiles smiled at her.
"Thank you that would be great", Kira blushed.
"Okay well thank you Stiles for that display. Now brother I think it is time we saw how sharp your fighting skills are", Laura said turning on him.
Derek looked worried and glanced at Stiles who was a mirror image. "Laura I'm not sure we should get into this now", Derek mumbled.
"Derek if you're going to be in the pack again I need to know your strengths and weaknesses", Laura replied. "What are you scared of being bet by your sister, your alpha no less?"
"Fine have it your way", Derek sighed. He took of his leather jacket and threw it at Stiles who caught it. Laura shifted so her eyes glowed, also releasing her fangs and claws. Then she waited for Derek to do the same.
"Come on Derek you need to shift if we're going to do this", Laura explained as if talking to a young child.
"No I won't", Derek replied with complete confidence.
"Oh you got cocky again in the last ten years. Glad to see you got your confidence came back. Hope you don't lose it again when I bet you", she laughed as she went in for her first move. Derek dodged it which she admit surprised her but she hadn't exactly been very serious so she it shouldn't really be a surprise. She tried again and again but he continued to dodge her. "Come on Derek you can't win a fight by being defensive", she taunted him. Stiles sighed as Derek released his wolf. Secret was out of the bag now and this would only end horribly.
Laura looked up surprised to see Derek's once yellow wolf eyes weren't yellow, neither were the blue they would have become from taking an innocent life. They were the red eyes of an alpha. Yet Derek wasn't an alpha. He couldn't be. Laura would have sensed it. She couldn't sense his alpha status now and she should have been able to as soon as he returned to Beacon Hills. She focused her senses and jumped back as she discovered the truth. He smelt like Stiles. Not the way he would if he had Stiles scent on him, which he did. But his own scent reeked of power. Laura noticed all the others turn to them as the smell registered with them.
"Derek explain yourself right now", Laura commanded. "Why do you have alpha eyes? And why do you reek of power like your boyfriend?"
"I think it's pretty obvious don't you?" Derek answered her questions with his own.
"Stiles", Derek breathed as way of explanation, while Laura growled "Stiles" name as if it was the worst expletive she could think of. Derek gave her a warning growl for that. Before Laura could clear her head she rushed at Stiles. Derek intercepted her and received a punch straight to the jaw that knocked his head sideways. Derek retaliated by sending her flying with his own punch. The Hale pack watched as their alpha went flying straight towards the house. Before she collided with it though she froze in mid air and dropped gently to the floor.
"Derek was that really necessary? I see you're not the only Hale with anger issues", Stiles scolded as he placed Laura on the ground. "I think it is time we should be going Derek. Give your family and you sometime to calm down", Stiles reasoned as he took Derek's hand in his own.
"You're not going anywhere", roared Peter as he closed in on them.
"Really Peter? Did you not learn your lesson yesterday. I never make the first move because I can't but I will always make the last move. And if I want to leave there is nothing you can do to stop me", Stiles glared at him. A bright light enveloped both Stiles and Derek. It was bright enough that the pack were forced to look away and when they looked back both of them were gone.
"What did he mean?" coughed Laura as she stood shakily.
"What do you mean?" Carl asked.
"I think she is talking about how Stiles said he never makes the first move but always the last", Kira answered and was pleased to see Laura nod.
"Well the last move bit seems self explanatory doesn't it. I mean he is incredibly strong", Oliver offered.
"Yeah but that first bit is what bugs me", Laura admitted. "Now I think of it he hasn't made the first move each time."
"He said he can't make the first move. Maybe it's like a rule or something for his kind?" Kira suggested.
Laura looked as if she had been struck dumb by that idea. Maybe the kitsune was right. If she was that would hopefully help Deaton identify whatever he was quicker. And now after having just got her brother back after ten years she dreaded the thought that she might be losing him again. Laura didn't realise for a moment that her mom was talking to her.
"Laura? Laura? Are you okay?" Talia asked repeatedly as the pack moved into the house. Carl and Sam supported their injured alpha on their shoulders as they brought her into the living room and laid her on the sofa.
A/N: Next chapter hopefully up tomorrow evening. Deaton is finally going to tell us what Stiles is.