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Fox At Heart: The Dark Full Moon: Part One/Changes

Chapter Fourteen

"Guys! Come on, you know I didn't mean it" Stiles pleaded as he was pushed into the basement, Lydia's basement, the pack behind him. "Stiles, you're not in control right now and you know it" Scott said, his tone more firm. "Well not all of us are perfect!" Stiles suddenly snapped, feeling a sudden rage grip him, then it was gone again, so suddenly Stiles almost fell over at the sharpness of the anger inside him and how suddenly it vanished. "Yeah, you have total control" Lydia said, pure sarcasm lacing her words. "Why are you even here? I thought this was a monsters only thing" Stiles sneered at her. "You're not a monster, nor is Scott or Liam. And you do know you're not exactly proving to us you don't need to be locked down here, right?" She responded dryly. "You do know you're pissing me of, right?" Stiles retorted, mockingly. "Stiles!" Scott snapped, stepping closer, knowing if the moon wasn't coming out Stiles would never have said those things to Lydia.  He then held up something Stiles had failed to notice...chains. Despite knowing he was getting out of control and what really was happening to him, even in denial Stiles didn't stop the angry growl that rumbled through his chest when he saw them.

"Huh, the tables have turned. You going to give me a doggie bowel as well?" Stiles said, sounding bitter but also taunting. It was coming back to him now, not vanishing like last time, making his body tremble with it, anger... Scott flushed at the jibe but other than that ignored it. "We're doing this for your own good" He said, kneeling to put the chains on. Stiles let him suprisingly but Scott could see the way Stiles eyes were now flickering back and forth to his normal color to silver and he could see restraint in them. He had a feeling Stiles was keeping himself from lunging at him.  As soon as Scott finished putting the chains in place, Stiles did lunge at him, teeth bared. Scott quickly stepped back, heart beating fast.

A dark chuckle escaped Stiles then he smirked broadly "Good doggy" A growl rumbled through Liam's throat as he watched, closer to the door than any of them. Stiles glanced at him but his focus soon came back to Scott who was now glaring at him. "Were you like this on the first full moon?" Lydia asked slowly. Scott shook his head "On the full moon I was basically driven by animal instinct. His definitely not in control but his not as animal like and seems aware of what his doing, unfortunately" Stiles rolled his eyes, why were they talking about him like he wasn't here? "Its his fox side. It makes sure he doesn't loose control completely like werewolves can do. Though also makes him give in to any darker impulses or thoughts. The werewolf gives him rage, blood lust and other animalistic qualities" Everyone startled, even Stiles as Deaton stepped into the room, watching Stiles warily. "I got your text" He told Scott. Deaton" Stiles sneered. "Hello Stiles" Deaton replied grimly. Stiles growled, his teeth sharper than they had been before. His eyes a bright silver and shiver of rage running through his body, making his veins burn with it. He imagined himself ripping Deaton's throat out, the blood spilling over the floor. "Can't you calm him down using your alpha command, his still a part of your pack right?" Kira asked Scott, not getting very close to Stiles, unlike Lydia or Scott who were practically standing next to Stiles fuming body.  Before Scott could reply, Deaton shook his head "That won't work. His still a fox despite being kin with werewolves. Fox's don't have ranks in packs, like beta, omega or alpha. As such he won't feel any need to listen to you. It's likely to make him more angry" "You going to stop talking about me like I'm not here or...?" Stiles asked dryly, still kneeling on the flaw, making no move to get up. "When you've stopped being an ass, maybe" Lydia muttered, crossing her arms to glare at him.

"Funny, there's your voice again. It's like a irritating bug in my ear, shouldn't it have learnt when to shut up by now?" He snapped. Lydia blinked, eyes wide then her eyes narrowed "Did you just compere me to a bug?!" "I wasn't aware I was speaking a different launguge but you probably could speak all of them anyway, so I assume you can understand me perfectly" Stiles retorted. "I'm not the one in chains and is going to be seriously hurt when the full moon is gone" She said, menacingly. "Try that again without the lipstick and high hills then maybe I'll start to feel something. Actually I think I'm shaking...oh wait..." Stiles sneered, his eyes a brighter silver. Lydia opened her mouth to retort. "Lydia, Stiles! Stop it, now!" Scott snapped, glaring at the two of them, his eyes flashing alpha red in warning. "Stiles, I think you need to lay of everybody. I know its difficult to understand right now but you'll be regretting everything you're saying in the morning" Kira said slowly, though her voice was soft and it was clear to see, that she wasn't comfortable speaking to this new side of Stiles. Who just smirked at her.   "Oh, she does speak. I thought you'd gone mute" 

His smirk dropped  "Anyway, what would you know about the full moon? Nothing. Only what Scott's told you which probably isn't a lot. I assume you know he kissed Lydia the day before the full moon? But did you know how much he pined for Allison? He kissed Lydia because she broke up with him, oh boo, hoo. He even stalked her when he was a werewolf, thought she was the one. You know, I'll tell you a secret. I know if she was here now he'd never have chosen you and would have gone back to her so easily. He'll never love you the way he loved Allison. He never lost trust in her, like how he lost trust in you. I'll always be Allison, even when she's a dried up corpse-" "Stiles!" Scott roared, before anyone could say anything or do anything, Scott had grabbed Stiles and pushed him up against the wall, snarling. "Oh! Did I touch a nerve?" Stiles asked, with mocking surprise then he chuckled, not in anyway taken aback by Scott's force. Scott let him go, breathing hard and heavily. "Scott, stop letting him bait you!" Deaton snapped.  "Easier said than done!" Scott growled back, though now staring at Stiles is disbelief, hurt and shock, they all were. They all hadn't realised Stiles would be like... this. Stiles only smirked, relaxing against the wall. Soaking in the new energy this night was giving him. It was a rush. He felt like he was on a high. Strength and power pumping through his blood stream.  "Long night ahead" He said menacingly.

Stiles grinned darkly.

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It Begins: Fox At Heart

Chapter Thirteen The full moon was coming around and things started to change. Stiles honestly didn't notice his change in behavior apart from being more easy to wind up. The pack however seemed to have other ideas. Stiles gritted his teeth in irritation as for the third time this day Scott knocked on his door to check up on him.  "Don't you have work? I do! Seriously, this is getting a little creepy!" Stiles snapped. As Scott walked in, frowning in those puppy eyes his never got rid of. "The full moon is tomorrow Stiles, I just-" "Yes I get it. Now, OUT! For crying out loud" Stiles growled, crossing his arms. The allmightly Alpha looked more like a kicked puppy as he backed up out of the door. Stiles sighed, rubbing his temples. It was flattering Scott was this worried about him but it was getting on his nerves to no end. He was fine...  Fine! Apart from having the urge to strangle Scott but he believed that may have been due to the number of times Scott had asked him if he was okay. In two days it had come up to thirty "Are you okay Stiles?" And yes he had started to count.  The next day things didn't improve. Scott watched Stiles warily, though he noticed Stiles had started to avoid talking to him. He knew he was being over protective but he couldn't help it. This was Stiles. He couldn't pretend like nothing was wrong, he just wanted his brother to be okay, especially with that outburst that had hurt Kira. Outside the lockers Stiles was doing a good job with not talking to Scott by talking to Kira and Lydia, who's lockers where no where near Scott's and was just generally ignoring him. He felt a lot closer to Kira than he used to be. They hadn't really talked that much before despite her being Scott's girlfriend.  "So you're mother didn't tell you anything?" Stiles said, frustrated. "Only what Deaton told us but I think she's keeping secrets" Kira replied, frowning. Lydia was more intune with what Stiles was doing and was looking at him, eyebrows raised, ready to jump in and ask him why had he been avoiding Scott all morning. Scott could hear Stiles and Kira talking from where he was. Though every time he'd tried to talk to Stiles he'd been ignored or snapped at. He grabbed Liam who was walking past. "Hey, Liam, can you do something for me?" Liam looked resigned. "Hey, Stiles" Liam soon said awkwardly. He stopped talking to Kira and Lydia then turned around frowning, Liam didn't usually go up to him to talk randomly, especially now he was supernatural. He had a feeling the beta had been avoiding him because he was a little scared of him. Which he had thought was ridicules but whenever Stiles had talked to Liam, the beta had been way to nervous to be someone he talked to often. "Sc-I mean I was wondering if everything was okay?" Liam said. Scott face palmed from behind the corridor. Stiles eyes narrowed, irritation filling him. Kira and Lydia now all looking at him expectantly and worriedly. Why were they all so worried about him? And why was it pissing him of so much? Well he knew why Liam was angering him. "This is from Scott isn't it?" Stiles growled. How many times?! "Maybe its from all of us" Lydia said, crossing her arms, looking at him defiantly. "I'm fine!" Stiles almost roared, his eyes flickering to their blue and silver, anger bubbling away inside. "And that's just proved our point" She said dryly.  Stiles fumed inside. Why couldn't they let it go?  "Its not from Scott-" Liam started to say. "Oh please, when on earth have you started to give a dam about me? Your only interest is Mason and Scott, because of you're weird alpha beta connection thing" Stiles snarled. Now it was Liam's turn to go a little red and fume "That isn't true!" "Oh yeah? You've only given dam about Scott after he'd turned you. And tried to please him and do what ever he says when you accepted being his beta, despite only knowing him for a couple of days. You don't trust someone with your life like that so quickly, it isn't natural" Stiles retorted. Bitter feelings welling up inside.  "You're just jealous!" "Jealous? Of you? The little brat who's turned a new leaf but only a little while ago couldn't control his temper at all and tried to kill each of us at some point? Give me a break Liam" He snapped. Liam growled, his eyes flashing yellow. He didn't expect to suddenly be facing the lockers, his face pushed into them by Stiles as he had shoved him into them with supernatural strength also with a growl that resembled his own. "Stiles!" Lydia shouted at the same time as Scott, who ran from behind the corridor. Stiles spun around to face him "I'm FINE. Scott, leave me alone!"  Then he stormed away to his next class as the bell rang. Liam blinked "Well" He said "That went well" Lunch time didn't go that great either. Stiles was still angry at what had happened and he just wanted to do something to take that anger away. He didn't realise he was doing it until he did it. Scott noticed sadly Stiles had decided to sit further away from them but he knew he'd be snapped at even more if he went over there. "He'll snap out of it, its just the full moon" Lydia told him comfortingly. "Yeah, I heard you wearn't exactly the best on your first full moon" Kira said, raising her eyebrows and looking between Lydia and Scott, with fake irritation. Scott reddened and spluttered "It wasn't, I mean, I-" Kira giggled "Sorry I couldn't help myself, your face."  She then said calmly "It happened a long time ago, and it was the full moon so I'm not angry" Scott smiled, he loved Kira, how did he deserve her? Just as Scott sighed with relief and Lydia looked less embarrassed there was a shout. Scott eyes widened as he saw two humans suddenly went at each other, punching and trying to throttle one another. They swore at each other angrily, pushing one another into tables, knocking over peoples dinners, people and generally coursing chaos. Scott realized that these two people where two of the bullies that had been agonizing Kira and Stiles had almost hurt! Without knowing it he looked for Stiles, his eyes focused on him, who was now standing up by the bins, putting his dinner in the bins. It would have been an innocent action if Stiles hadn't been staring at the fight intently with a broad dark smirk on his face that was giving Scott chills. Stiles walked out of school that day feeling a lot better than he had done in the beginning. Who knew watching two people he disliked beating the shit out of each other could be so entertaining? Pity Scott had to stop the fight, what a killjoy. After he'd gone through that effort... Stiles stopped quickly as he realised his pack were standing in front of his jeep. Blocking his way. "I think we need to talk" Lydia said firmly. "And you are not fine Stiles, far from it" Scott said. This time Stiles snapping at him would not make him leave or them leave. Stiles knew this as well by looking at their expressions as he muttered "Crap..."  The pack moved towards him.

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Viscous Clash: Fox At Heart

Chapter Twelve The next day Stiles, Lydia, Scott and Kira are walking to a class they both have together. Kira and Stiles been getting a lot closer since Stiles found out he was a Werefox. Stiles wasn't sure if it was because they now has something in common or if it was his unfamiliar new instincts that liked being around another fox, another trickster. Though maybe he should have been more wary of those instincts especially considering what had happened to him after lunch. He and Kira where the only ones with the same class. Kira talked to Stiles about the amount of homework they had gotten was not really paying attention to where she was going and bumped into another guy, who was surrounded by a group of his friends. "Watch where you are going freaky bitch" The guy growled. Kira stopped walking, frowning about to say something but Stiles beat her to it. "What did you say?" He growled. A strange heat clawing at his chest then spreading through the rest of his body.  The guy who looked stupider than his companions that was a achievment Stiles thought, sneered "She hangs out with the rest of you freaks. Always nosing their way into crime scenes. Always there when trouble hits the fan. It's no wonder Mccall's ex girlfreind got herself stabbed. Is she next?" Kira would be either ignoring him or standing up for herself however she was more worried about Stiles, who's heart beat had raised up very rabidly. "Stiles, his not worth it" She said quickly.  "Bet the bitch jumped McCall as soon as Argent died. Where you fucking him over her grave?!" The bully said cruelly. About a week ago Kira would have been worried for Stiles but it wasn't Stiles she was worried for this time and she was right as soon as those words left his mouth, Kira's felt her heart drop, thinking of Allison.  Stiles had more of a reaction...  He aggressively grabbed the boy's collar and slammed him up against the lockers, harder and faster than any normal human his age and build should be able to do. Apart from feeling suddenly very flattered that Stiles would react that way to her being insulted. Worry and fear slammed into her.  "Stiles, get a grip!" She hissed, quickly making her way up to them, making sure to shield the view of the other students watching the interaction. Stiles was admitting a very dangerous feel that no one wanted to get close to. Kira ignored her instincts, getting closer to them. "Stiles!" She cried out, as she saw his hands moving towards the guys throat, who was whimpering a little bit.  "You, you freak!" He gasped. A low growl responded from Stiles chest, he had never felt this much rage in wanting to hurt someone before.   Kira went to try and pull Stiles of him, as soon as she touched him however Stiles moved, twisting around to through the guy to the ground, pushing Kira as he did so, she stumbled backwards, feeling her wrist snap at a odd angle. She winced, ignoring the pain. "Stiles!"   It wasn't her this time. As he was advancing on the bully, suddenly someone pushed him, very fast and quickly. Kira felt someone tug her as well. She quickly recognised him and sighed in relief. Scott. Scott hurried them both and more like forcing Stiles into a corridor where no students or teachers were. Stiles snarled with anger, his eyes now flashing silver, teeth out and bared. He looked much like a monster he was meant to be. Kira didn't know to react. How was it this Stiles looked so different to the one that had just been talking to and laughing with her just moments ago? "Stiles, calm down!" Scott said firmly.  This...rage. This...need. Was this what Scott had felt like when he'd attacked him? Stiles felt overwhelmed. He had been angry about the guy insulting Kira but then how dare he talk about Allison!? But he hadn't meant to get this angry...  When he'd pushed him up against the lockers and a part of him had relished it, how the bully was so easy to lift and would have been so easy to kill, how he was no longer the weak human who could not defend himself. But that hadn't been defending himself... He was just angry and wanted something to take it out on. Someone. He didn't want to calm down. Scott grabbed him, making Stiles look at him. "Stiles, please, listen to me. You don't want to attack me do you? You could do something you regret if you don't calm down!" Scott growled. Kira held her wrist, feeling the bones fix themselves. Soon it was as good as new. But Scott saw it unfortunately.  He frowned, deeply concerned "Did he hurt you?!" "No! I mean it was an accident, he didn't mean to" Kira said hurriedly. Stiles tensed, focusing on her words through his rage. Wait, he-he hurt Kira? He felt...wounded. Why did he feel like this? He didn't want to hurt Kira! He didn't mean to! Stiles eyes slowly flickered back to normal, though still breathing hard. Scott looked at him, sighing with relief but looking concerned. "Stiles, are you okay?" Scott asked.  Stiles groaned, leaning back against the wall. His mind ached. As if he'd been battling something wild in his sub conscious and in a way, he thought, he had. "No" He muttered. "No I'm not" He wasn't sure if he'd really be okay again. Kira wanted to do something. She wished she could help him somehow and that's why after school she stormed into her mother's room.  Before her mother could react Kira said "If you know anything about Werefox's tell me, tell me everything!"

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Blue Eyes: Fox At Heart

Chapter Eleven Stiles sat on the table glumly, looking into space. His mind going all over the place, thinking about his future. One by one everyone left the room. It was weird, he could still hear them talking. He ignored the presence from behind him as Deaton left, seeing they needed to talk. "Stiles" Scott whispered.  Stiles ignored him for a little bit, his mind going a mile a minute. This was his life now? "Its not you're fault dude" Stiles said, still not looking at him, his hands in his mouth, biting them nervously. "It is my fault. I bit you!" Scott snapped. Stiles retorted, twisting around to finally look at him "You said it yourself. I would have died if you hadn't. Its not you're fault!" Scott walked around to face him properly. "Stiles" He said again, just wanting him to be okay. "I just....I'm going to change into a raving lunatic on every full moon. I don't know if I can handle that Scotty" Stiles said softly, his voice low. He still remembered what it had been like before... "I still remember what you were like on you're first real full moon. And I never really thought about myself loosing control like that, not properly. I remember you saying horrible things but also you...screaming. You were in so much pain. I'd never felt so useless and helpless before" Stiles murmured.  Useless...how he couldn't take away his best friends pain? "I can't handle that. Not every full moon" Stiles said, looking Scott in the eyes finally, face distraught.  "We'll both handle it. Together" Scott told him firmly, kneeling down a little so they were on full moon. Though Scott knew there was something else on his mind, he was about to ask but Stiles beat him to it, seeing his expression. Stiles looked more serious and less like he was going to fall apart as he asked "If your bite had worked properly and I was a full werewolf do you think my eyes would have been blue?" Scott blinked, shocked that this was the question "I-" "Would you have cared?" Stiles wondered tensely, cutting him of. Scott then grabbed his shoulders, making sure Stiles didn't look away. "If you had blue eyes I think they would look great" Scott told him sternly. Stiles blinked, Scott was sure Stiles eyes had been wet just then "Really?" "Really" Scott answered. That was his answer, always.

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My Dark Sides: Fox At Heart

Chapter Ten Deaton said calmly though eyeing Stiles with interest but wariness "On the full moon you will complete your transformation into a werefox, though you will need to be chained down and watched throughout the night"  Stiles gulped, a shiver running through his spine but despite feeling the weight of the druids words Stiles just couldn't believe it.  Him?  "Will I be really that dangerous?" Stiles said, hesitantly. Scott wanted to comfort him but he had no idea how and to be honest thinking of Stiles as dangerous was almost a new thing for him, almost... Scott liked to push the Nogitsune out of mind.  "As you will have abilities from the kitsune and werewolf, you will also have their darker sides. The primal, predatory and anger from the wolf and the trickery and slyness from the fox" Stiles tensed up quickly.  Lydia frowned noting their was a familiar tremble to his hands as he spoke "So like the n-nogitsune then?"  "I-" Deaton stopped, concerned "Stiles, are you alright?"  His breathing hitched...  A familiar laughter echoed in Stiles ears...  No, he couldn't...  Not him.  It had haunted him ever since it had died, how it had turned him against his friends and-  Oh god, why did he do it? So many people, so many deaths.... His fault and he was turning into him. A fox. Stiles vision got blurry as flashes on struggling and screaming in the coyote den as it turned him insane...  He didn't take notice of two pairs of arms grabbing him, steadying him.  "His having a panic attack!" He heard someone say worriedly and fearfully.  "Stiles, stiles! Look at me" Lydia was in front of him, holding his head up so he would look at her, into her eyes.  She seemed to understand and Kira was holding him gently.  "You're not him" She whispered.  "W-why a fox? Why then?!" Stiles choked out, already fearing the full moon, was he to be like the Nogitsune that night? Would he hurt them? Would he- "Stiles! I'm a fox to! Not all of us are bad news. You're not like him! You're like me!" Kira cried out when Lydia's soothing words couldn't grasp him.  You're not like him, you're like me! "Like you?" Stiles muttered.  "Yes, so your a fox and you might be a bit of a pain to deal with on the full moon, like Scott used to be, you told me about that remember? But you're still you, a good person and you'll always be that way to me and everyone here!" Lydia said firmly. Slowly his vision and breathing went back to normal, he smiled weakly at his friends, his pack "Thank you"  "We're doing this together" Scott told him steadily, comfortingly.  Yes...  Together sounded good. Stiles just hoped it would last.

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WereFox : Fox At Heart

Chapter Nine "I'm a what?" Stiles demanded.  The pack had gone to Deaton after school, hoping he could shed some light on Stile's fox like form.  "A werefox" Deaton said, looking extremely interested in Stiles for once. He studied Stiles up and down who squirmed in his gaze, doing some medical checks on him.  "Don't look at me" Kira said frowning, not remembering her mother telling her about them, as everyone looked at her expectantly.  "Werefox's are rare" Deaton said instead, everyone turning to look at him "They are from the same family as kitsune, they are kin. However" He looked at Scott "They are also kin to werewolves. They are a mix between a werewolf and a kitsune"  "Scott did bite you, so it makes sense" Lydia pointed out, thinking it through.  Stiles growled, crossing his arms "Thank you for the reminder" "What can a werefox do then?"  Liam wondered, interested, sitting on a chair in Deaton's room. Liam was looking much like a kid swinging his legs up and down.  "Werefox's take abilities from both the wolf and fox. Bad and good. With their werewolf side, they are more predatory and stronger. With the kitsune side, it depends on which kitsune type they get for example thunder or fire, though this will usually depend on the person that was turned. Generally they are more agile and have quicker reflexes. Their wolf and fox side also give them a lot of energy and amazing sense of smell and hearing" Deaton said factually, checking Stiles pulse while he talked.  Stiles muttered,  wincing, thinking back to when he was in school "Tell me about it"  Deaton continued on as he shone some lights in Stiles eyes, studying him  more as Stiles sat on the table, letting himself be checked over, which made him feel very uncomfortable. He felt like someones pet  "From what I can recall they can only be created from a bite and they get tails as they grow stronger and older, though werefox's have been known to get tails by defeating certain enemies and completing certain tasks set out by destiny" Scott couldn't believe it. His best friend was a werefox? It felt so strange to believe. He still kept on thinking Stiles was still human, that had been so normal to him but now this...  "Though we may have a problem if I am correct and you are a werefox" Deaton then said, looking more serious. He looked at everyone in the room and then back at Stiles. Stiles tensed up, waiting for bad news. Oh great... "Werefox's grow stronger each full moon. Unlike the werewolves who only get stronger on the full moon, a werefox keep that strength. However like werewolves they are affected by the full moon, they are also affected by the moon a lot more and will not be able to control themselves each month and once more-"  Scott finished his sentence, eyes wide, back straitening and stepping forward in realisation "And the full moon is in five days time!"   

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Silver Lining: Fox At Heart

Chapter Eight "I'm becoming a kitsune?" Stiles said is disbelief and frustration.  He walked with the pack, they were walking to their next class. All of them apart from Liam. Everyone looked very worried but Kira shook her head "You can't be. You have to be born one. It can't be passed on like becoming a werewolf"  "This makes no sense" Lydia sighed.  "Tell me about it" Stiles grumbled, stuffing his hands in his pockets.  Scott stayed silent, though shooting Stiles concerned looks.  In the next class, Stiles found out he had the exact same problem. Well almost.  He started to be able to hear everything and smell everything.  There were so many scents! Some he'd rather not smell while others...  Others were quite the delight, some perfume a couple of girls in the class, delightful scents from the forest and flowers outside, though most of this was clogged out with pollution in the air. He could also smell other teenagers with BO and certain rubbish tips nearby, well when he said nearby, he probably meant a couple of miles away.   He could smell all of this and Stiles eyes started watering and he felt sick. His hearing was becoming to much again as well, how did Scott and Kira cope with this?! Stiles felt a headache coming on.  Come on Stiles, he thought, get it together! He could do this..  A minute in class and...  "I can't do this!" Stiles gasped, everything was just to much! He could barely hear himself think! Not caring about anything, Stiles rushed from the class once again, ignoring the teacher call out to him. He was in the toilet once again, would this start to be a familiar place for him? Stiles let out a groan, trying to control his new senses that were literally driving him insane.  "Stiles!"  He relaxed a bit at hearing his brothers voice but his voice wavered as he asked "How do y-you cope with this? I didn't realise it would be like this!" "Even though you're new it shouldn't be this bad, even for Kitsune's" Scott said, worried, walking up to Stiles quickly, steadying him.  "Great, I'm a freak of the supernatural" Stiles hissed.  "Hey! You're not a freak, stop saying that" Scott growled.   Scott grabbed Stiles shoulders, aggressively turning Stiles to face him, who looked at Scott startled.  "Then...what am I?" He asked, his voice trembling.  "You're Stiles" Scott told him firmly, giving him a warm smile and though with some hesitation Stiles returned it. "Scott can you, look at me with your supernatural eyes?" He asked slowly.  The alpha nodded, his eyes turning red but they widened quickly at what he saw. He could now see a slight aura around Stiles, almost...fox shaped, like Kira's but it was silver and not orange like Kira's and much fainter. Stiles's supernatural scent was much stronger as well.  Whatever Stiles was...  Scott had a feeling they'd all know very soon...

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To Be Normal: Fox At Heart

Chapter Seven "Stiles, you don't have to do this" Scott told him for the one hundredth time on the phone, worry clear in his voice. "And I've told you, I do" Stiles retorted, picking up a coat and putting it on, getting ready for school. He knew why Scott didn't want him to go to school, but he needed this, he needed to feel...normal. He couldn't sit at home, doing nothing but thinking what happened to him, he couldn't. Stiles drove to school, though he did notice that his hands were shaking a little on the wheel but not because he was nervous or cold in fact... Stiles felt energised. His whole body buzzing with energy. He'd never felt like this before. With a grin, Stiles parked his jeep and jumped out of it, slamming the door behind him with a little bit to much force. "Stiles!" He was quickly greeted by the pack. Lydia hugged him, he hugged her back. "You okay dude?" Scott asked him. Stiles rolled his eyes "Yes! How many times?"  He added "And actually I feel great!"  Stiles slapped Scott on the back playfully as he made his way to school "Come on puppy!" Scott huffed but ran after him but sharing a look with Kira at how Stiles was acting. Scott thought he'd be very nervous because of what he was like yesterday but it was like he was watching a completely different Stiles, one who'd never been tormented by the Nogitsune, there was a light back in Stiles eyes. Their first class started and Scott noticed Stiles fidgeting a lot more than normal, his fingers tapping on the desk constantly. His legs moving up and down a little bit. A couple of students glanced at him irritably. Stiles face seemed a little flushed as well?  Once the class finished. Scott quickly walked up to Stiles "You okay?" Stiles rolled his eyes but then he frowned as they walked to their next class "Yeah, um when is lacrosse?" "We have it on Wednesday's, remember?" Stiles wiped sweat from his forehead "Dam" "What is it?" Scott wondered. Stiles frowned, he looked down at his hands, flexing them a little. He noticed they were trembling but not because he was feeling down, everything inside him ached to move, to use the now constant energy flowing through his veins that was making he feel so hyper like he'd eaten one hundred tons of sugar and energy drinks. He tried to explain this to Scott. But like Stiles, Scott just looked even more confused. "I felt stronger and I guess with more energy but not the amount you're describing to me" Scott told him, concerned. Stiles groaned "Great, I'm a freak" Their next lesson happened before lunch, they had it with everyone apart from Liam. They all had to do a essay, preparing for their big exam at the end of the year. As Stiles started the essay, he started to notice something. Just like last night his hearing started to attune into everything. The heartbeats of the students and teacher. Chatter from different classes, very close by to the opposite end of the school. The humming of electric devices. Cars outside, people talking inside the cars passing the school. Nearby houses. Any student making a noise, whether tapping, playing with their pencil, or writing, or fidgeting was heightened to a almost deafening degree that made Stiles want to scream. He couldn't take it! Stiles stood up suddenly making a run for the bathroom, ignoring his teacher shout after him and his pack shocked looks. Stiles grasped the sink, heaving as he tried to focus, his super-hearing slowly died down as he gasped in shock, looking in the mirror. His eyes! They were silver with blue flecks in them and seemed to be even brighter than before. But in a matter of seconds they were gone and his eye color was back to normal. But then-?  "Stiles?" Stiles whiled around shocked, he though Scott would have come after him, not...Kira? "Hi. Um Scott and everybody weren't aloud out, so just me" She said shyly. They didn't usually talk that much. "You okay?" Kira asked gently, walking up to him. "Yes, no, I don't know" Stiles muttered, looking down. "What is it?" Kira asked. "I thought I could handle it. I felt great like an hour ago but then I started to hear, everything" Stiles said, frowning, he added looking at Kira's concerned and worried expression "Its stopped now, but I couldn't control it" "You'll learn that control" Kira told him confidently. "What if I don't? What if-" Stiles quickly started to say, feeling panic rise inside him. Kira suddenly did something unexpected, she grabbed his hands. Stiles eyes widened in surprise. "You know, when I first got my powers I didn't realise what I was either, I was terrified Stiles. But I got through it and you will to" She told him. Stiles felt himself relaxing a little, despite himself. Suddenly as Stiles was just about to thank her, he felt a warmth in his eyes, as they changed colour to the silver and blue. They were both shocked when Kira's eyes flared the fire kitsune orange in response. In that moment the two supernaturals felt more connected then they've ever been with each other. Though what came out of Kira's mouth was maybe the reason why as she finally recoginised what he was... "Fox" She whispers.

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The Person That I Am: Fox At Heart

Chapter Six Stiles sat on the vets table, feeling a little bit like a pet being prodded and poked as Deaton took samples, making interesting noises as he did so. Deaton had looked a wary at first but soon the curiosity about what was going on with Stiles got the better of him. Stiles looked up, feeling himself tense. Something stirred inside him as his friends came into the room, they all looked worried. Stiles pushed the urge down. Lydia, Liam, Kira and Scott walked in. Liam and Kira looking a little wary. But Lydia ran up to him, giving him a huge hug. "I'm so glad you're okay" She whispered. Stiles smiled warmly at her in return, not sure what to say. He looked at Scott, who stepped forwards looking at his pack. "I told you why you're here. Um, Stiles?" Stiles looked down at the ground and said shakily " I can't control it" Scott nodded, knowing what he had to do. When Stiles looked up at him, Scott flashed his alpha red eyes. Stiles own flared in response. Everyone stared at the silver and blue eyes. Deaton flashed a light in his eyes, watching his eyes glow a little, like wolf eyes reflecting the light. But he wasn't a wolf. "Fascinating" Deaton muttered. Scott noticed a strangely familiar smell coming from Stiles. A supernatural scent but it wasn't that strong and he couldn't figure out where he had sensed something like that before. "So? You got anything?" Stiles asked, feeling a little desperate for answers. "A little bit" Deaton said.  Everyone turned to the vet. "Well?" Scott asked, feeling impatient.   Deaton frowned and said "I think you are still transitioning into something. Only when your transformation finishes I will be able to tell. Though I think I do know why its happening" "Why?" Stiles asked, trying not to chew his fingers nervously. "Its rare but sometimes the shape you take reflects the person you are" Stiles almost choked a little, his eyes widening in a fear. The person he was? What's that supposed to mean? Images of Jackson turning into a Kanima flashed through his mind. Oh god, what was he turning into? What if- "Stiles!" Someone grasped his shoulder. Stiles looked up shocked, to see Scott had his hand on his shoulder, comfortingly and firmly. "You'll be okay. I promise" He said. "We promise" Lydia added with determination. Stiles looked at the pack, feeling a rush of pride for them all and happyiness they were all there for him. They had his back. And yet, despite their support... Why did he still feel like it might not be enough?

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Home Again: Fox At Heart

Chapter Five Stiles stared at him. His eyes wide, he had believed he'd never see his father again. When he'd lain down to die, he hadn't thought of the pack, Malia, Lydia, Scott or even Melissa, he had thought, he had always thought of his father. The Sheriff looks at Stiles, his eyes going up and down Stiles now completely healed body. A number of different emotions ran through his expression all at once, so many Stiles couldn't read them and Scott was even more on edge beside him. Stiles knew it had been cruel but Scott was the one who bit him, so Scott should be the one to tell his father what happened. His father's eyes narrowed, eyes zeroing in on the now cowering Alpha next to Stiles. But he then schooled his features and simply instead asked softly "Was there no other choice?" Scott shook his head quickly. He looked at Stiles again, his expression not easy to read. Stiles stepped slowly forward, his palms sweaty, his nerves on edge, his heart feeling like it would pound out of his chest. "Dad-" Stiles croaked, his voice horse and his eyes stinging. Then his father suddenly pulled Stiles in for a huge hug. His arms wrapping around Stiles tightly. Who tensed a little when he felt his father trembling a little against him. His eyes wide with shock Stiles realized the Sheriff was crying. How long... How long had it been since his father had cried in front of him? Not since his mother... His father hugged him like they were saying their goodbyes and Stiles would soon vanish into thin air. "I-I almost lost you. I thought-I thought...Oh god, you're alive" His father choked out.   And soon Stiles was crying to. His father didn't hate him! Didn't care what he was, whatever he was. And..he felt so relieved. The Sheriff finally let him go, standing up to face Scott, who stared back, eyes misty but also he looked like he was ready to bolt if the Sheriff tried to shoot him with a gun, which could actually happen. He took a deep breath, looking at Scott then gave the Alpha a watery smile but with the most serious tone Stiles had ever heard "Thank you, thank you for saving my son" Scott's eyes widened at being addressed that formelly but he noticed with a start the Sheriff was looking at him differently. He no longer saw a teenager that was forced into a role to big for him to handle on his own. He saw a man, trying to do what was best for the town and his son. Scott had grown up without him realizing the Sheriff thought with a smile. Scott stood a little taller, a little straighter at Stiles father's proud and ever so greatfall look and realization. He had done what he came here to do. With a nod from Stiles and a promise he'd call him later Scott left. Feeling for once, in a long time, proud and peaceful. Though what wasn't so peaceful was at night, after a couple of hours Stiles was able to finally convince his father he could be left alone to sleep in his bedroom. But he couldn't get to sleep, not even a wink. Cars driving past. Bikes driving past. People on phones. People chatting in the next street. Trains a couple of miles away. Planes. Insects. The worms in the earth. Stiles, Stiles could hear everything. And he couldn't stop, not for a second.  Stiles didn't get a wink of sleep that night...

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You're Not A Werewolf: Fox At Heart

Chapter Four Stiles pushed Scott away from the hug, feeling his muscles tense again as he remembered what was going on. Scott couldn't make him feel calm about this, not anymore.  "Scott, you turned me into a werewolf!" Stiles hissed. "Stiles-" Scott started to say, hurt flashing across his face. "I-I told you I wanted to die, wanted to die as a human. And now-" His breathing and heartbeat quickened "Oh god what's the pack going to think? Or my father? What if I hurt him Scott? His already got enough on his plate with those recent murders. What if its something supernatural and I mess up? And the full moon isn't far away. Oh my god!" "Stiles please, slow down" Melissa pleaded, knowing he was working himself up into a panic attack.  Stiles looked up at her, he had forgotten she was there, he would have though her presence would calm him but all it did was send another rush of fear through him, what if he lost control and hurt Melissa? Scott would never forgive him and Melissa... Scott made Stiles face him "We'll deal with this, I promise" "I'm not like you Scott" Stiles groaned. "You don't have to be, I didn't have a easy time with it at first either but it worked in the end. Stiles? Stiles listen to me!" Stiles breath came out in large gasps and chokes. "Scott!" Melissa warned. "Let me try something" Scott muttered, he reached down for his wolf, calling it up, his pack needed him. "Stiles" Scott growled, his voice holding Alpha command and his eyes glowing red. It got the reaction he wanted, sort of... Stiles eyes widened and he seemed to shock himself out of his panic attack but as he did so his eyes responded to Scotts Alpha call but his eyes were not blue or gold. His scent changed a little and his eyes. His eyes glowed a faint silver with slight specs of blue. Scott and Melissa almost stepped back in shock. Though with the eyes and strange smell this told Scott one thing... "What? What is it?" Stiles asked, seeing their surprise, not knowing about his eyes. Scott didn't know what was going on but he knew one thing for sure "You're not a werewolf"

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Brothers United: Fox At Heart

Chapter Three Stiles stared at his hands, he took a minute to notice how much they were shaking and also how human he still felt but what was he expecting to feel? Scott didn't notice that much, in fact it had been him who was the one who told Scott he was a werewolf.. He was sitting in a corridor in the hospital. The Doctor had been luckily one who hadn't seen the extent of his injuries before hand, so thinking this was some kind of prank he'd kicked him out.  Stiles was sitting alone, trying not to have a panic attack, waiting for Scott. He always seemed to be waiting for Scott. Stiles put his head in his hands, breathing out and in quickly, trying to control his breathing, as it sped up along with his heart rate without his consent.  He was a werewolf... How could anyone process that? What if he lost control? Hurt Scott? Mellisa? His father? The fact he could be a danger to his father again but this time not someones puppet, pulled a small whimper from his mouth. Stiles shoved his knuckles in his mouth, biting down to try and stop that train of thought before it gave him more things to panic about, trying to distract himself with pain. "Stiles!" Despite the anger from before a sigh of relief came out as he heard Scott's voice. He looked up to see Scott running towards him, Mellisa looking very worried from behind him. Scott grabbed his shoulders as he forced Stiles to look at him, who looked a little sweaty. "Hi" Stiles said weakly, now feeling unsure how to react. Scott looked blissfully happy "You're here, you're alright" "I'm...alright" Stiles said hesitantly. Then Scott did something unexpected that they hadn't done in a long time. Scott pulled him in and hugged him. Full on hugged him. Despite himself Stiles felt himself relaxing under it, his heart beat and breathing finally slowed down. The thought, despite maybe a little selfish, of Scott being so relieved to see him okay and breathing warmed him up inside, just a little bit and that was enough for now.

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What the hell is wrong with the many of you who voted him in?!?! YOU LOT VOTED TRUMP IN!!! We’re all going to die now. Thanks. Bye, it’s time for me to move to the other side of the galaxy. I will miss you earth, you were good to me.