stiles stilinski had childhood trauma and signs of delusions and schizophrenia were seen in the boy. but as he got older everyone thought it went away.
a Japanese trickster spirit took over stiles for an amount of time, and killed stiles' best frie...
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"do vampires exist?" harper, scott and stiles were all at stiles', the trio all had a free period and decided to spend it at his house, and as usual harper was bombarding them with questions. "i wish" stiles said "okay so vampires, witches and hybrids don't exist. so what does exist then?" stiles huffs and thinks "well. there's were-animals. like we have encountered, werewolves, were-coyotes, were-jaguars and probably more. there's this one guy who we know called a hell hound, which is like a fiery demon dog who is also a messenger of death, there's wendigos which are like shape shifting cannibals- and honestly i don't know the rest from the top of my head. but there's a lot" stiles says "wow that is a lot, anything else i should know of?" harper lays down dramatically
"should know of? probably" scott answers "is that code for your not going to tell me unless it's necessary?" "yup" scott smiles brightly.
"hey scott. turn me into a werewolf" harper nods and scott and he groans dramatically
"so if you're not going to turn me into a werewolf, what about the other two? peter and derek" "only alphas can turn people into werewolves" harper leans back and huffs "so you're the only alpha?" she asks scott hesitates "well no but-" "so technically, if i wanted too, i could just find another alpha and get THEM to turn me" "harper no-" "it's either you or them scotty" she laughs "harper if you go to another alpha and get them to turn you- i'll kill you myself" "even with you as a wolf and me as a human, i would beat your ass" she laughs and scott just nods sarcastically.
"stiles your being quiet. it's scaring me" harper tilts her head at the boy "oh sorry i'm just thinking" he looks down and plays with his fingers "about what?" the first thing that came to stiles mind was 'you' "nothing in particular"
the room went slightly quiet, and the only sound present was the small breaths from the teens "hey scott what time is it?" harper comes up with a random question to ease the silence "it's 1. we should head back to school" scott packs up his text books, along with the other two.
stiles is the first to go down the stairs, and scott hesitates "go on" harper nudges scott
"wait just quickly. if he ever comes out around you, call me. you call me straight away" scott turns to her "yeah i guess but-" "harper. promise you will call me?" "okay okay. i promise"
"i call shot gun" harper yells and runs down the stairs of stiles house, out to roscoe- which he had managed to get working the day before"
"i hate you" scott huffs and gets into the back. "love you too scooter!"
scott poked his head through the seats and looked at harper "stiles told me your liam's anchor" "oh yeah. how do you think that even happened?" harper picks at her nails, feeling a small weight on her shoulders from being a werewolves anchor "maybe it was when you helped him against brett. maybe it was a sense of protection" scott shrugged and slouched back
