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"Did you hear what happened to Stilinski?" As a soft young teenage girl whispers to her friend, a pair of wolf-like ears twitches in the distance at the mention of that surname- "Yeah, i heard he was taking Crystalite and apparently he had a Mana Overflow in the middle of the class!" The friend whispers back at her, but contrary to what was expected of her by the owner of the wolf ears, she dismissed that rumor quickly: "No no, i heard he had taken one of those Awakening Pills and they actually worked for him- You'll never guess which type of magic he is specialized in!" We now focus on the confused face of a tall wolf boy who growls quietly to himself in the presence of his family, or pack as they are called, as they listen in to the conversation between the two friends: "What? It worked for him!?" It was common knowledge that Awakening Pills are either scams or will rarely work, and to think Stilinski was that lucky to get it to work for him? "Yeah girl, it did- And he's so fucking lucky, his magic specialization is Healing Magic- He's a Healer!"
There was a moment of silence as Derek cursed under his breath- Fuck, Stilinski!? A Healer!? "Shit, fuck, how fucking lucky can that guy be?" Erica, his Beta, groaned under her breath as she leaned into his other Beta, Boyd, who was also her boyfriend. "I don't know but we can't fuck him up anymore, unless we want to have a Healer as an enemy- I heard from Melissa that his Healing is even purer than hers! She said he's basically a Miracle Maker in her standards." Healers are greatly appreciated in this world, and in a world where fighting monsters was something regular and common, being enemies with your magical doctor was something stupid that would definitely get you killed because the Healer can simply say no and let you die, and they would face small consequences for their actioks, or not even suffer at all! "Holy shit, Scott's mom thinks he's a Miracle Maker!?" Miracle Makers, as the name suggests, are Healers whose magical Healing are so powerful that it makes miracles! Regrowing limbs? Sure! Bringing you back from the brink of death? Fuck yeah! Bringing you back from actual death? Never happened before, but it could! "That's not really likely to be the case Isaac-" Isaac, who just mentioned what Melissa told him, frowned as Lydia spoke: "-his magic can be purer, but the amount of mana within him would determine if he was a Miracle Maker, but we cannot see it for ourselves yet because he's yet to come back from his registration." Ah, the Registration period where Mages and Warriors register their capabilities and are given a rank based on their performance.
Derek did his Registration when he was 6 and he got a B Rank, but recently after he did the test again he got an S Rank as a Warrior. Erica has a A Rank as her specialization is Assassin, Boyd got an A in his Tank specialization, Isaac got a B on his Warrior test, Scott got an A also as a Warrior, Jackson got an A as a Assassin too as Lydia got an S as an Esper. Allison got an S as an Archer in her last test. "I wonder what rank he'd get..." Whispered Scott to himself as he tapped against his notebook that was scrambled with several notes: "Probably an F or something." Jackson was not happy about this whole ordeal, like a kid who got their favorite toy taken from them, he threw a small tantrum that his human punching bag wouldn't be his human punching bag anymore! "That's quite rude, isn't it Lizard~?" Every single Beastmen froze then and there before their eyes turned to look at the boy sitting beside Lydia, looking at her notes without a care in the world, everyone at the table was startled by how they didn't notice the boy was there by the table alongside them and no one saw him there! "What the fuck- Stiles!?" Scott's voice broke everyone out of their little stupor and stunned silence, and Derek could not resist the urge to growl at how close this guy was to his pack-
"Down doggy." Stiles smiled back at Derek, Jackson was about to move and slash his extended claw on him, dripping with his paralyzing toxin: "Ah, Lydia dear, could you please control your little lizard boyfriend? Wouldn't want to slip and hurt you, would we?" It was at that moment that they noticed the arm surrounding Lydia's neck, at Stiles' hand that was touching slightly Lydia's jugular, a sliver glow as a blade touched it lightly. Everybody at the table froze, Lydia included, because who would've thought that skinny, defenseless and cowardly Stiles would pull a shit like this? "I wanted to talk to your Alpha alone, but then you just had to comment on the rank i got and insult me again..." Stiles pulled away his hand, letting Lydia go: "And then you come and threaten me when i just sat down to talk... Ridiculous isn't it?" Stiles crossed his legs as he looked up at the ceiling of the library: "For your knowledge, I got an S." He pointed his finger to Jackson before he lifted his head and stared at Derek's face- "Oh Hale, you looking good enough... Say, would you likely know if any man of your family is single? 'Cause you know, a large family of Beastmen would really benefit from a S Rank Miracle Maker Healer, am i right? I bet that with me there, that little Kate Argent incident wouldn't repeat itself-" This time he turned to look straight at Allison Argent with a large grin on his lips: "-By the way, how goes the family? Grandpa still dead i take it? Ah, congratulations on getting your S Rank, your mother would be so proud if it wasn't for the fact that she is pretty disappointed you're dating a Beastmen."
Silence absolute reigned over the table- In but a few moments Stiles exposed his sharp tongue and hurt them all with his words. Kate Argent tried to burn down the Hale household, she managed to kill three people that night and hurt many others, and the Argents became known Beastmen haters and enemies of the state, declared to be hunted down by others on sight- Well, not all Argents seeing as Chris Argent and Allison Argent still walk around safely! 'Oh, they're pissed~' Stiles' grin widened- He always wanted to say these things when he was in high-school, so why not say them now? He doesn't care much for these people, so he doesn't mind if he hurts their feelings! They spent years of their lives making his life a living hell, what is a little payback? "You motherfucker-"
"Well i consider myself a fatherfucker, thank you very much." Stiles chuckled at his own tasteless joke.
"Go fuck yourself-" Derek got up from his seat and aggressively approached him.
"Come fuck me yourself, you coward." Stiles had an epiphany then and there- What better way to fuck up with Derek other than aggressively flirt with him?
"Are you flirting with me!?" Derek's face turned pink in fury, his eyes flashing red as he took a step back.
"No-" Stiles paused, his hands pushed the furious wolf boy against the bookshelf behind him, he could hear the absolute silence as everyone who was expecting a fight saw something else. "-This is me flirting with you."
Derek couldn't even react before his lips were sealed by a pair of warm lips- Okay, Stiles, you took it too far! 'I thought he was going to punch me, but hey, a kiss from the guy i had a crush in high-school seems good enough.' He pulled back before smirking absolutely delighted in himself, his finger brushed against Derek's lips as the wolf boy stood there, his tail was... wagging? "Huh. Bye doggy, see you at class- Oh and-" He threw something towards the red wolf boy, who caught it reflexively: "- Be a good boy and give this to your uncle will you? I'll give you a treat later." Stiles' smug satisfaction was radianting through the roof as he walked away, leaving behind a bunch of confused teenagers.
"Holy shit-"
"Is he your-"
"Oh my God- It makes sense!"
"No wonder you always look like you want to either fight him or fuck him."
"Honestly, it makes sense now." Boyd hummed: "Why we all acted aggressively- Pack instincts to protect the Alpha when he is afraid."
"Afraid!?" Derek growled- He wasn't afraid of Stiles! The next time he sees him he's going to fucking punch him in the guts!
"Yeah, afraid- He is your Mate, isn't he? That's why you're so confused about him and why you hate him so much, your instincts are pulling you towards him and you don't know what to make of it, so you reacted like a cornered beast and lashed out, which in turn set all of us on him." Lydia, blessed be, concluded the mystery that they all have been thinking about for years- Why did they all collectively decided that Stiles Stilinski wasn't a good guy? Because Derek sent them out to attack him, even if he didn't know he was doing that. "Which is also why you can't seem to get Stiles alone in a room for more than 5 minutes, you send one of us to mess with him, you even know where he lives and his schedule... Derek, you're in love with him, aren't you?"
Derek.exe stopped working.
Stiles, clueless of what just happened and still believing Derek hates his guts: Oh look, a flower!