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Chapter 2: Meetings

Stiles slowly woke the next morning from a dreamless sleep by the smell of something wonderful coming from the kitchen. Sleepily, he got up and put on some clothes (he had changed out of his wet clothes and just thrown on a pair of boxers before collapsing in his bed) and wandered downstairs to the kitchen. The sight that greeted him when he arrived in the kitchen was strange even to his sleep addled mind. His father was sitting at the table reading the paper while drinking coffee, but Stiles knew that his dad had stayed late at work so it was odd for him to be awake right now. However, the strangest part was the peculiar woman bustling around the kitchen cooking. To any outsider this woman seemed absolutely normal, but to Stiles this woman was dangerous. She was giving off so much power in her every movement that the sheer volume of it made Stiles want to grab his oblivious father and get the fuck out of the house. The power coupled with the fact that this woman looked similar to his great-grandmother, although younger with tan skin and the same long hair as his mother. Finally the woman turned around and smiled at Stiles as if she had sensed that he was there.

"Well good morning little one. Are you hungry? The waffles are almost done so why don't you have a seat with your father," the woman said in a cherry tone. Stiles still frightened the woman's presence and after what he had gone through the night before, crossed the kitchen quickly positioning himself between his father and the woman. He steeled his nerve praying to whatever divine being that was out there that he was not going to get both he and his dad killed.

"I don't know who you are, or what you want, but I will not let you do anything in my home, to my dad, or in this town. You have until the count of 10 to either explain yourself or leave before I start screaming for help and use my dad's spare gun and use you as target practice." Stiles said bravely wishing that his phone was not destroyed or that a member of his pack was within ear shot. The woman just looked at Stiles calmly with a small smile on her face for a moment before she giggled.

"Defiant, brave, and willing to do anything for those you love. Those are qualities that I admire greatly little one. Although you need not fear me, after all I am your great grandmother." The woman said and Stiles' gazed narrowed at her while his dad just kept reading the paper seemingly oblivious.

"Prove it then. Tell me something that no-one besides me and my Nana M would know. You have one chance, mess up and I put two bullets into your skull." Stiles demanded. He reached underneath the kitchen table and pulled out the spare police issue 9 millimeter gun and aimed at the woman. The woman remained calm not seeming to fear that a teenage boy was pointing a loaded weapon at her.

"Two years ago you called me out of the blue. I thought it was sweet that my great grand baby was calling to say hello. However, you asked me for some advice that you did not feel comfortable asking your father about. You asked if it was a bad thing if you hurt someone who had caused harm to someone you cared about. I told you and I quote, "Darling Genim Leonardo Stilinski, when someone hurts those we care about, despite the laws and everything else if you feel that something must be done then follow the family motto. Inimicorum nostrorum liberati mererentur ullam clementiam ac." You being the exceedingly bright boy you are translated the motto and thanked me before telling me you had something to deal with. I was so proud to hear that and on your next birthday I sent you a special cleaning solution for your baseball bat." The woman said with a smirk. William finally looked up from the pater when Mab said the family motto and was now mentally going through all the cases from two years ago that might be connected to what she was talking about.

"Our enemies receive no mercy." Stiles whispered slowly while lowering the gun and putting back on the safety still looking suspiciously at the woman. This woman clearly had his Nana's memories and knowledge, but there still was the issue with the power she was radiating and her appearance. Stiles knew that even though women do not like to be reminded about their age that this woman had to be is some sort of disguise since he knew is great-grandmother should be around 80 in human years. If she looked like this then maybe she was not human at all which had Stiles frantically trying to recall any information about supernatural creatures that could disguise their true forms. It took a minute but then Stiles had an epiphany as to what the woman in front of him was, and it both excited and terrified him.

"Okay, you have my nana's knowledge, and you cook just like her. However, you and I both know that you are not human and if my assumption is correct on what you are, then you have to answer my next question honestly. The Fae live in the realm called Nevernever, and no mortal is allowed their unless they are invited by the courts, so the reason that I have never been able to come and visit your home is because you live in the Nevernever right?" Stiles questioned, and the woman positively beamed nodding her head that Stiles was correct. She then turned a bit to look at William.

"It looks as though we were both right on how Stiles would act William. You were correct that he would be defensive and go for the gun and I was correct in predicting the he would guess what I am without any clues other than my aura." She said with a proud tone in her voice. Stiles turned and looked at his dad who was smirking behind his coffee cup.

"When it comes to guessing how Stiles will react to things, the only person who could beat me was his mother. Now son have a seat and we will explain everything to you. Also put the gun away it only has blanks in it anyway." William said while ushering Stiles into a chair. Nana M put a plate of waffles in front of him with a cup of black coffee before sitting down herself.

As Stiles ate, his father explained that he himself had been supernaturally aware since college where had met Stiles' mother Claudia. He also explained that after her passing the whole of his mother's side of the family attempted to keep their distance because of loss and because they wanted to wait until Stiles was ready to be exposed to the supernatural. Nana M added a few bits and pieces throughout the conversation. When Will had taken a pause in his explanations, Stiles felt the need to clarify something.

"Wait if all of mom's family is supernatural, what does that make me? Also if Nana is Fae, am I some sort of changeling?" He asked a little worried about the answer. This caused his father and nana to laugh a bit.

"Firstly dear, your families on both sides have always been involved in the supernatural. William's side of the family was once a powerful line of wizards that the magic became dormant in his grandfather. This dormant magic in conjunction with the dominant supernatural genes in your mother's side of the family insured that you like all of your maternal cousins are 100% supernatural. Secondly while I and your great-grandfather are Fae, you are not. You are something more and a little more complicated. Tell me when you were doing all the research to help Scott understand werewolves and the supernatural did you read about a species called Kitsune?" Nana M said after she got her laughter under control. Stiles thought for a moment trying to recall any information on what his nana was talking about.

"Kitsune are a shape-shifting species that are different from the others. Their form never truly shifts except for their eyes becoming that of a fox and glowing in a color that matches their elemental alignment. They manifest a semi-spectral from of a fox around themselves especially when they are young or under extreme duress. Their form and abilities vary depending on the elemental tribe that they belong too and it is possible for members of the same family to be in different tribes. They are also the only known immortal shape shifter species, but their immortality is linked to their tails." Stiles recited and the adults looked pleased by his summary.

"You are correct dear. That is exactly what a Kitsune is and what you partially are." Nana M said.

"What do you mean partially?" Stiles asked very confused at this point.

"You see dear, when I and your Papa E were younger way back in the 900s, we decided that we wanted another child after not having a child to raise for some time. At the same time a kitsune approached us while running for her life. She begged us to care for her child and we decided to help her. We adopted her son, which roughly 1,100 years became your grandfather. We pulled some strings after adopting him and gave him the magical core of the Fae. He later in life married a female Fae from within the Winter Court and through this union came your mother and her siblings. In an interesting twist of the laws of the supernatural world, your mother and all of her siblings that ended up being kitsune were actually kitsune fae hybrids. You my dear Gen are a kitsune fae hybrid like your mother. Only one of your uncles and cousins are actually full Fae in your bloodline. You have all the abilities of kitsune and Fae, but none of either of our weaknesses." Nana M explained and while she was speaking Will was getting ready for work. Mab (aka. Nana M) had shut off Stiles' alarm clock so that he could rest and Will had call the school to excuse Stiles for the day.

"Stiles, before your Nana M gets you distracted with all you newly awakened powers, can you tell us what happened last night? You somehow broke the family protection enchantment and we need to know why and how it happened." Will said after he was ready for his afternoon at the station. Stiles sighed and went into a full retelling of the previous night; although he did make sure to edit out how he felt after submitting to Derek. While Stiles was talking, Will received a text that made him happy and nervous at the same time. Even though Stiles hid it in his explanation, Mab was curious about Stiles reaction to Derek. As Stiles finished his recount of the previous night, both his father and Mab had hardened looks of worry on their faces because neither was happy to hear that there was a Kanmia in town. It explained the mechanic's death and some of the other recent gruesome murders around town.

"A Kanmia is not a good omen. Normally they seek out justice for those you have been wronged, but they never just kill non-criminals. Genim, you need to be cautious with this creature." Nana Mab said and Will nodded.

"Well what should I do, the thing can paralyze with a simple cut. It is crazy fast and took out two werewolves for two hours. You say that I am this hybrid creature with amazing abilities, but so far I am still pretty human." Stiles snarked out. He knew he probably should been less snarkey considering who his nana is. Stiles was well aware of who his nana was the moment she confirmed that she was Fae, and he had heard his mom call her Mab before. That along with the power that she exuded confirmed to Stiles that his nana was the ruling queen of the Winter Court. Any normal person would dead for even questioning her, but Stiles was a special case. For a moment everyone in the room was still waiting for Mab to respond to Stiles' snark.

"Well you know how to use mountain ash and you are a perfect shot with a firearm. Trap it and shoot it until it can't fight anymore and has to shift back. You could try to avoid it until you have full control of your powers and then just throw it into a pocket dimension." Mab snarked right back sternly with an undertone of playfulness. Mab was one of the few people who absolutely adored Stiles' sarcastic remarks. It was refreshing to her that someone in the family shared her snarky attitude.

"If I get a vote in what your course of action is Stiles, I would say wait for your magic to settle and the only do anything in regards to the Kanmia if it is necessary or threatens the pack. For all we know, there might be something more at play here." Will counseled hoping that his son headed his warning. He was relieve when it seemed that both Mab and Stiles agreed with him. Will looked at his watch and realizing he needed to head into work moved to the door while speaking. "I need to head in to start covering up this Kanmia mess. Stiles, I love you son. There will be someone arriving in about two hours to see you. I will be home for dinner and I need to talk to Derek so please let him know that I will be coming to the next pack meeting or he can join us for dinner." Stiles and Mab gave him warm good byes before beginning a long discussion about Stiles' new powers.

2 Hours Later:

For the last two hours, Mab had been educating Stiles all about his powers as both Fae and Kitsune. She also made mention to Stiles that his father's family had passed on their spell book and that Will had put it in the attic, which Stiles had gone to get while they talked. As she expected, Stiles was thrilled to learn that he will now be less vulnerable and can protect his dad and pack. He was a little disappointed that it would take about a week or more for his Kitsune affinity to present itself.

"Now Stiles, even though you are not a human Wizard the agreement that your Papa E and I set up with the White Council to give your family mage was that everyone in the bloodline would have to observe their laws of magic. These are the same laws that your great grandfather Stilinski had to follow." Mab said in a stern tone.

"What are these laws," Stiles asked in a cautious tone. If these laws were important or had loopholes he could use them to his advantage.

"The laws of mortal magic set forth by the White Council are:

No killing human mortals with magic

Prohibition of shape shifting other beings

No forcible violation of a mortal human's mind

No magical domination of another beings' mind such as enthrallment

The dead must remain dead. Research and practice of necromancy is forbidden.

One cannot change the past

No researching or dealing with Outsiders." Mab stated blandly.

"Wait you said that the White Council approved of you giving us magic, but my magic is Fae magic so doesn't that mean that only the last three rules would apply to me?" Stiles aske. Mab just smirked and winked at Stiles. She was happy that he had found the biggest loophole that not even the White Council noticed. Among both courts of the Fae, it was the biggest prank on humans ever. Stiles meanwhile, was grinning like either a madman or idiot because now he could handle human and hunter enemies with magic and not experience repercussions.

"I am glad you caught that. Now I need to head out and check on one more thing before heading back to Nevernever, but before I go and leave you to your incoming guest you need to know that last night I estimated that your magic would settle in three days. However, as we have been sitting here I have been subtly testing your magic. It seems that due to the local druid not performing their duties there is a lot of ambient magic in town and after awakening your powers, you have been absorbing this ambient energy. It has sped up your development of magic so that you will be fully stabilized before dinner tonight and since you were born here your magic is more settled in this plain. You will only have to replenish yourself in Nevernever once a year, which is good because I would love to have you visit the palace. Use your skills wisely and call me and grandpa Puck more often. We love you," Mab said. She kissed his forehead affectionately before vanishing into the air. Stiles was happy he got to see his nana but sad that she had to leave. Suddenly there was a knock at the front door.

Stiles quickly ran to the door and pulled it open. He was a little stunned to see a person that he had only seen through video conferences and letters, his Uncle John Marcone.

"Stiles my boy it is good to see you in person finally." John said warmly. He looked at the young man appraising him and John was inwardly relieved that Stiles seemed to be growing well. Although there was a lot to son on how the boy dressed.

"Uncle Johnny! What are you doing here; I thought you had to stay in Chicago because of 'business'?" Stiles asked excitedly as h stepped forward and hugged his god-father. Marcone smiled as he returned Stiles' hug. Stepping back, Marcone gestured out to the black town car that was parked in the drive way.

"Well your Nana M sent me a message last night that you had begun to come into your powers. So I felt that it was the best time to come and see you. Plus I can give you some advice on the supernatural and human undergrounds; after all I am a Freeholding Lord under the Unseelie Accords. I am also here to spend some time with you and spoil you a bit since your birthday is coming up and I have not had a chance to do so since you were a baby." Marcone said and Stile positively beamed. He turned around grabbing his keys, wallet, dad's spare gun with bullets, mountain ash in a bottle and orb from the entry way before locking the door and following Marcone to the vehicle.

Meanwhile: Right after Mab Vanished: Pocket Dimension:

Derek was starting to get very angry. He had appeared here in this unknown clearing right after sending Isaac off to school. Derek had no idea on how or why he was here and he had no way back as the clearing seemed to be surrounded by mountain ash. So here he stood in his usual leather jacket and jeans waiting for whatever or whomever put him here. He was mentally checking on his bonds with his pack to see if they were okay, and he was relieved to find that Isaac Boyd and Erika were all safe but they were all experiencing nervousness and a small amount of fear. However, Stiles was over-joyed bordering on euphoric which confused Derek. Before Derek had a chance to analyze why Stiles was in such a state, he felt a powerful presence appear behind him. He turned around quickly to face the possible threat and immediately froze because the figure behind him was one he had only heard about from his mother when she described the Fae. The figure was a royal looking woman in an ice blue gown, pale skin and snow white hair, which instantly told him that this was Mab of the Winter Court. Even though he was terrified Derek refused to let her see his fear and glared at her.

"So you are the new Alpha Hale. I have to say you control your fear well. Not many have seen me and not been afraid, but I suppose you are trying to spare your betas from sensing that you are in danger since they have no idea where you are. You may relax; I am not going to harm you." Mab stated sounding bored but was internally impressed on the control that Derek was capable of. Most new alphas she had heard were cocky and arrogant after gaining power.

"It is an honor to meet you Queen Mab. What do I owe the pleasure of your visit?" Derek asked still not relaxing his stance. He knew he had no chance of survival against a Fae queen.

"I simply came to meet the young Alpha that is reclaiming this area. Well that that an you are the Alpha of the pack that a member of my family has aligned with." Mab said and smiled at the stunned look on Derek's face.

"Stiles is related to you!" He exclaimed in shock. That instantly explained the powerful magic surrounding Stiles, and Stiles' defiant attitude. Any descendant of a queen would without a doubt have problems with authority.

"Yes Stiles is my youngest great grandchild from my youngest son. By fully accepting him into your pack and managing to get him to fully submit to you broke the magical protection and jumpstarted his supernatural coming of age." Mab said.

"Stiles isn't human? I thought that he was." Derek mumbled mostly to himself but he knew that Mab could hear him. Seeing his confused expression, Mab gave him a very quick explanation about Stiles supernatural heritage. When she was done Derek looked even more dumbfounded.

"All I can say is wow and thank you for the gift of Stiles to my pack. I swear that I will do all in my power to protect him." Derek vowed bowing to the queen she nodded to him. Mab then transported them back to Derek's train depo den. Mab looked around at the den with a small frown on her face.

"Alpha Hale I know that you have had issues in the post but you need a more suitable den. I am more than sure Stile has mentioned this." Mab said to which Derek just nodded silently. "I will be off now. The sheriff has requested that you and the rest of the pack join him Stiles and their guest for dinner tonight. I suggest you inform your betas." She informed before vanishing as silently as she appeared. Derek pulled out his phone and texted his betas about the plan for the evening.

Several Hours Later: Stilinski Residence:

Will and Marcone were enjoying a glass of scotch wile Stiles was in the kitchen preparing dinner. He had a great afternoon with his uncle. Marcone had seen to it that Stiles was prepared for his new position in the supernatural world. He had got Stiles a new clean firearm that Stiles had plans to enchant later on along with whole new wardrobe. Stiles had made a small fuss about the clothes, but Marcone argued that a person of Stile's status needed to look the part and dressing as he did made people think of him as a clown. In the end Stiles conceded to his uncle, who as a reward also got Stiles a new mode of transportation when Roscoe (the jeep) was out of commission. He got Stiles a Yamaha motorcycle with a blood red paint job. Will had been shocked when he saw the bike but just accepted it; after all his best friend Harry Dresden had gotten Stiles the jeep. Stiles had just pulled the lasagna out of the oven when the doorbell rang. He put the dish on the counter before going to get the door, but just as the door opened he was tackled by two persons with blond hair.

"Stiles you're alive!" Erika shouted in his ear while Isaac just nuzzled into Stiles stomach. Stiles sighed and just patted both wolves on the head while looking at the only beta not currently clinging to him and his alpha who were both still standing in the door way.

"Are you two just going to stand there, or are you going to come in and help me with these puppies? Dinner is going to get cold if I let them snuggle me for too long." Stiles said with affection for the two cuddling wolves. Boyd smirked before stepping in and grabbing Erika while Derek gently pried Isaac off of the teen. The pack made their way into the kitchen where the adults were currently setting the table. After introductions the pack sat down and enjoyed dinner. Stiles filled them as to why he was not in school and was a little creeped out when Erika wanted to see the new wardrobe.

"So Derek did you have an interesting meeting with Stiles' nana?" Marcone asked while hiding a smirk behind his drink. The betas looked confused at the pale look on their alpha's face while Stiles and his dad just smiled.

"It was very informative. I will be taking her advice to heart, and be looking for a new den. I will keep the train depo for training purposes." Derek said but this caused Isaac to become really downcast. Stiles saw this and instantly went to check on him.

"What is wrong Isaac? Derek is not saying you have to stop staying at the den, he is just saying that he is going to find a better place for it. If you want you can stay with us until our Alpha has a new place chosen." Stiles said comfortingly looking at Derek for confirmation. Derek nodded which had both teens beaming at him. Marcone stood to leave saying that he needed to head back to Chicago in an hour. Stiles hugged his uncle promising to video chat him soon before escorting him to the door while the betas and Will cleared the dinner table.

"Derek, I know that this might not be the best time considering the threat to the town and Gerard Argent being in town, but there is something I need to ask you," Will said and Derek nodded for him to continue. "Derek, I want to take the bite and become a full member of this pack." Derek was shocked and before he could say anything the front door slammed shut. Stiles appeared in the entrance to the kitchen with a terrified expression on his face.

"WHAT?!"