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Fox In The Hills	By : fusedtwilight Category: S through Z > Teen Wolf Views: 5459 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Wolf. It is the property of Jeff Davis and MTV. I make no profit from this fic.

Chapter List
- 1-Parrish
- 2-Ethan
- 3-Liam
- 4-Scott
- 5-Derek
- 6-Danny
- 7-Isaac
- 8-Brett
- 9-Jackson
- 10-Corey
- 11-Boyd
- 5
- 6
- 7
Fusedtwilight: Sorry it took me so long to get this out. I actually started writing this before the wood chapter but I had a sudden stroke of inspiration for that one and put this on hold. Plus I had to do some research on Hawaii and I hope I didn't make any errors. Hope you all enjoy.
Oh and what did you all think of the series finale? So hoping they do a spin-off or make a graphic novel.
海
Umi
Ocean
Stiles
I walked through the airport, my neck was already adorned with colorful lei.
I felt tense. I had taken my adderall so it wasn't my ADHD acting up. The fox in my was howling, trying to claw its way to the surface. Ever since my plane flew over the ocean and I first felt it stir.
I was an ocean kitsune. An ocean kitsune who had never a day in his life been swimming in the ocean. Kitsune draw our power from the element of our clan. Like I said I have never been in the ocean. But now I was on an island surrounded by it and the results were more...intense than Deaton had warned.
I have never had much trouble controlling my fox. Other than learning how to keep my eyes from turning orange when I got worked up (thank you ADHD) and learning to control my powers was easy. I could breathe under water and was an excellent swimmer and could control water.
But now the damn thing was clawing at my mind. It wanted to go to the nearest beach and go for a swim. The idea of swimming in the vast ocean and taking in its ancient and massive power made my skin crawl.
I was so distracted I didn't see the boy with dark hair and a slight crooked jaw running right at me.
"Stiles!"
He tackled me to the ground, and we both laughed like hyenas.
I saw his mother Melissa walking to us with a warm smile on her face as she watched us. She was trailed by Scott's dad Rafael who looked far more stern- and to be honest- like a total prick. But the corners of his lips were slightly turned, so I knew he wasn't as irritated by our display as he let on.
Yeah, I had more than a bit of resentment towards him. It was his fault Scott and Melisa left Beacon Hills three years ago and came here to Hawaii to live. Rafael was an FBI agent. Years ago he had developed a drinking problem but got it under control before he got too out of control and focused more on his family.
He was transferred here, I knew he couldn't help that, but I didn't see why he couldn't have left Mel and Scott back in Beacon to live. It still pains me to think of the day I hugged Scott goodbye as he and his family got ready to board their plane.
Scott had come back to visit a couple of times for the holidays and naturally we kept in contact using Skype and played online games all the time.
Now I would spend a whole summer with Scott and his family in Hawaii. It was a dream come true...I just wish it was under better circumstances.
"Alright you two, get up now you're making a scene," Raf said.
I wanted to tell him to stick my lei up his ass. But Raf had paid for my ticket which earned him some slack...fucking douche.
Scott helped me up, and we hugged again. I hugged Mel, she kissed me on the cheek and ruffled my hair affectionately. I had missed her as much as I missed Scott. Mel was like my mom. Sometimes when I was being a right little shit dad would call her up and she would give me a lecture.
Even hundreds of miles away Melissa McCall was not someone you wanted to upset.
While we waited for my bag to come through Scott was telling me about how I would be meeting his friends tomorrow, including his girlfriend Kira. I have spoken to Kira through Skype. She was a sweet Asian girl whom Scott had been dating for about three months now.
She was Scott's first girlfriend and all he ever talked about was her. On the one hand I was happy for him. On the other it was tough playing online games with him when he was too busy talking about a joke Kira had told him. Or when he started talking about her mad sword skills.
"How is Isaac doing?" Scott asked.
Isaac was my adoptive brother. After Scott left I had been forced to find new friends. In a way, Scott moving away was good. All we had was one another and we had clung to one another out of a sense of safety and familiarity.
We were united by the fact we were both the oddballs. The geeks. The kid with asthma and the kid with ADHD who didn't know how to shut up. All we had was one another. Because no one wanted us.
After Scott left I felt like I was the last man standing. Sometimes I would be in class and turn to speak to him, only to realize his spot was vacant. But then one day it wasn't.
It was during chemistry when Harris was being his usual dickish-self when I turned once more to bitch to Scott. Only instead of Scott (or an empty seat) there was a tall boy with blonde curly hair. I was stunned to see him there, mostly because most people tended to avoid me like I had some disease and mostly because he was wearing a scarf and it was the middle of July.
I knew he was Isaac Lahey. I may not be the most popular guy at school but that didn't mean I didn't know people. I knew Isaac lived with his dad who ran one of the cemeteries. His brother Camden had died in combat while he was in the military and Isaac kept to himself.
I tried to communicate with Isaac but he just ignored me. And the next day and the day after that and for the next couple weeks.
I was lonely, so sue me okay! I had lost my best friend and I needed someone to talk to because it was getting to the point where I was talking to myself and people were starting to look at me funny and the school councilor Ms. Morrell said I should try and make new friends.
Yes I spoke my guidance councilor, it was her job to keep the students sane and listen to us bitch.
I could have ignored Isaac, but I am glad I didn't. After two weeks of me talking his ear off during class , and lunch and lacrosse practice he finally snapped.
"Jesus Christ don't you ever shut up!" he had snapped at me.
I had just been talking to him about why the whole DC vs. Marvel thing was ridiculous, even if Marvel had been kicking ass at making movies that shouldn't define the whole franchise because some of their comics sucked but the whole point of heroes was to bring people together and teach them morals and how to do the right thing.
To be honest it was his own fault, if I hadn't seen him reading the Blackest Night graphic novel I wouldn't have brought it up.
"Dude this is very important stuff! We need to try and stop the division between the fans before it gets to civil war proportions!" I argued.
After that things changed between us. Instead of our conversations being onesided, we both participated. Only now there was a lot of sass and exaggerated eye-rolling involved.
After a few months of our new relationship I began to notice things about Isaac. Like how he never wore shorts to gym or lacrosse practice. And whenever he changed in the locker room it was always in one of the stalls. One day, as he adjusted his scarf I noticed a bruise around his neck.
I also noticed his nails would be chipped and a little raw, like he had been clawing at something. When I pointed this out he started wearing gloves.
I also began to notice his reactions to loud noises. How when coach began yelling or screaming he would flinch and become more timid and withdrawn.
I knew the signs. I knew what this all meant: abuse.
I knew even if I went to my dad there wasn't anything he could do unless Isaac spilled the beans or if someone else came forward to file a report.
So I decided to take matters into my own hands.
Isaac had been to my place a few times. He was polite to my father but guarded. He looked at my dad like he was waiting for him to go off and start yelling.
I noticed Isaac was always more guarded around men than women. Even with the teachers at our school. I was sure his dad was abusing him. The cloths Isaac wore were to hide the bruises. Even the scarf, because who the hell wears a scarf in July.
Even though Isaac had been to my house I had never been to his. Every time I suggested it Isaac would find a reason why I couldn't come over. Either he had to help his dad or they had other plans.
I knew I couldn't outright ask him about the abuse. Isaac was very guarded and our friendship was still fresh. I didn't want to risk him pushing me away by asking the wrong questions.
So one night I went over to Isaac's house uninvited. I wore all black to help blend in with the darkness and began to scope the place out. I know, it sounds seriously stalkerish but my heart was in the right place.
The Lahey's were sitting down for dinner. They began to talk, I couldn't hear what they were saying but I noticed with each passing second Isaac was looking more and more fearful. I realized what was going to happen before it even did.
I watched as Mr. Lahey suddenly slammed his hand on the table and began to scream. Apparently Isaac wasn't doing good enough at...well, everything. School, lacrosse, even digging graves. He started going off about how God took the wrong son. That Camden was a thousand times better than Isaac.
Than he threw a plate at Isaac.
Isaac dodged just in time and landed on the floor. His dad was already walking over to him and grabbing him by the hair and dragging him from the room.
I waited with bated breath, shock and fury coiled deep in my belly.
Seeing Mr. Lahey like that brought up some bad memories. After my mom died my dad developed a bad drinking habit to make the pain go away. He never hit me. I want to make that abundantly clear, my father never hit me.
But he did develop a bit of a temper.
I didn't make things easy. We were both hurting, both trying to understand why my mom had to die in such a cruel and twisted way. Both of us had out own copping mechanisms and neither were very healthy.
Seeing Isaac's dad scream at him made me think of those times. It also made me love my dad for getting his shit together and-mostly-stop drinking.
But Lahey wasn't drunk. He was sober. And he wasn't just yelling at Isaac. He was abusing him. Hurting him both mentally and physically.
I cursed myself then for not using my phone to record the whole thing. That would have made things easier. I could have just called dad and sent him the video and he would have been over with one of his deputies.
Instead I watched as Lahey returned to the dining room. He finished his meal and didn't bother cleaning up the broken plate and food on the floor.
I waited for him to finish and let out a sigh of relief when he left the house and drove off in his car. No doubt he was going to the cemetery. Beacon Hills didn't have a shortage of deaths so business was always good for Mr. Lahey.
After he left I tried calling Isaac but he didn't pick up. I went to the front of his house and wasn't surprised to find the door was locked. I checked under the welcome mat and let out a sigh of relief to find a spare key.
I unlocked the door and went inside. I tried calling Isaac's name but he didn't respond. I went upstairs, but couldn't find him. I was about to go into the dining room when I heard something coming from the basement.
I went down the stairs, in the middle of the room was a large white freezer. The lid was locked and something was banging around from the inside.. I realized with horror that the sounds I was hearing was screaming and it was coming from inside the freezer.
I looked around. I found a hammer in a toolbox and used it to break open the lock. I opened the door and flinched when I saw the claw marks on the inside of the lid. I figured out why Isaac's fingernails were sometimes chipped and bloody, he had tried to claw his way out.
Isaac was shocked to see me. I helped him out and told him I figured out he was being abused and that we needed to go to my dad. Isaac agreed. He was embarrassed for me to see him like that. But I promised him we would put his dad away and as we made our way upstairs we found Mr. Lahey waiting for us.
Before I could say or do anything he ran at us. He pushed Isaac down the stairs. I screamed his name but didn't have time to make sure he was okay before his dad slammed the door shut and locked it.
I ran, heading for the back door. He gave chase, catching me outside. I tried to fight him off, I screamed at him that my dad was the sheriff and that he was going to jail for being an abusive fuck, he screamed back at me. Calling me a little bastard and that I brought this on myself.
He dragged me to the pool and before I could stop him he dunked my head in the water.
I remember feeling afraid. I thought of my dad. What would he do when they found my body? I was all he had left, loosing mom had almost ruined him.
What about Scott?
What about Isaac?
These were the last things I thought about before the darkness took me. When I came to my head was still in the water. But the funny thing was I didn't feel like I was drowning anymore. I could still feel Isaac's dad holding me down with a bruising grip.
Then I felt the water rushing up around me and for a moment I thought he had tossed me in. I felt him let me go and a moment later I realized my face was the only thing in the pool. I pulled my head out, taking a deep breath.
My lungs were not burning, I didn't feel light headed or like I had nearly been drowned. Isaac's dad was on his back, his nose was bloody, it looked like someone had gone and punched him in the face.
I called my dad and told him what happened. I ran into the kitchen and found some plastic bands to tie Mr. Lahey's hands. It didn't take long for my dad and his deputies to show up. They carried Mr. Lahey away who seemed happy to get as far from me as possible.
Isaac was grateful. Even more so when dad brought home to live with us. Neither one of us liked the idea of Isaac being lost in the foster system. After that I found a new best friend.
"He's doing great. He wanted to tell you he says hi."
"Why didn't he come with you?" Scott asked. "We could have bought him a ticket."
Scott had been wanting to meet Isaac for years now. Scott and he had seen each other through Skype and played online together. I could not help but laugh at the look on Scott's face. He could be such a puppy sometimes.
"You know how he is when it comes to tight spaces," I told him.
It was a half-truth. Because of his father Isaac had a severe case of claustrophobia. Bring in confined spaces made him freak out and have panic attacks. After becoming a werewolf those panic attacks became a lot more lethal to people around him.
Isaac had wanted to come, but being on a crowded plan wouldn't have ended well for anyone. Plus he was still helping Derek deal with the fallout of the incident with the Argents.
"You're right. I just really want to meet him. He's a real great guy," Scott said.
I nodded. "Yeah. He is."
We got my bags and headed for their home. The lived just outside Lanai city. I had done a lot of research on Scott's new home. Turns out this whole island didn't have traffic lights. The population was over three-thousand and the mountain here, lanaihale is an inactive volcano.
It was June and it was in the high seventies. I was going to enjoy spending the summer here. After the last year I need some serious R&R. Hopefully by the time I get back home things will have settled down and we could get back some peace and quiet.
Scott wasn't entirely aware of what had transpired. He didn't know Isaac had been bitten by Peter Hale who had killed his niece Laura so he could inherit her alpha status. Only an alpha werewolf can turn a human with a bite and after he gained that power Peter decided to he needed a pack.
Isaac had only been out that night because of me because I had heard the reports of a dead body being found in the woods on my scanner. Peter's nephew Derek came looking to see who murdered his sister. I didn't trust him because he was shady as hell and was clearly just using Isaac to find the alpha.
Things got worse when the Argents showed up in town. They were a family of Hunters. And not the kind that killed deer and turkey. The kind that hunted the monsters that go bump in the night.
So of course Isaac had to go and crush on Allison and they became a thing and with her help we managed to take Peter out. But not before Peter killed Allison's aunt Kate who six years ago had seduced Derek to learn more about his family so she could burn them all alive except for him and his sister Laura while Peter was severely burned and rendered catatonic until he regained his senses and hatched a bloody plan of vengeance, only ending with him getting his throat slashed by Derek who became the new alpha.
And if that cluster fuck wasn't bad enough it was nothing compared to what happened when Allison's grandfather Gerard showed up and brought a shit storm that ruined a lot of lives.
All Scott knew was that a bunch of drama happened involving the Argent's. Obviously I couldn't tell him the full details, but he could tell something was bothering me bad, so he convinced me to come down to Hawaii and take some time to relax and get away from the drama.
If he really knew what had happened, he wouldn't call me his brother. Not after what I did.
After all, who would want to call a murder their brother?
Today I would rest up and tomorrow we would be going over to Kira's house to have lunch with her and some of Scott's friends. He was very excited for me to meet them.
I hope my trip here goes smoothly. I really need a break from anything and everything supernatural. But I doubt there would be any drama during my stay here, this is the Hawaiian Islands after all.
Danny
I drove us all to Kira's house. We had gone to grab some things for when the McCalls came over to the Yukimura home for lunch. We would finally be able to meet Scott's friend Stiles and were throwing him a little welcome party.
"So what the hell is a Stiles anyway?" Lydia asked.
"A stupid name if you ask me," Jackson said.
"Come on guys you haven't even met the guy yet. Don't be mean," Kira said in a light but firm voice. "Stiles is Scott's best friend. We should make him feel welcome."
"I don't get why he bothered staying friends with someone who is hundreds of miles away," Jackson muttered.
"Some friendships go beyond mere distance Jax," I said.
"It's going to suck having to be careful around this guy since he doesn't know about werewolves," Jackson said flashing his blue eyes.
"We pretend at school so this shouldn't be so different," Lydia said with a shrug.
It's just going to be a pain in the ass trying to watch what we have to say so he doesn't get suspicious."
"Jackson Whittmore will have to actually try and watch his words. Imagine that," Kira said, and we all laughed while Jackson pouted.
"I am excited to meet Stiles in person. You guys will like him, he is sooo funny," Kira said with a warm smile.
"I've heard Scott talk about him so many times I feel like I already know him," Lydia said.
"Where is he from again?" I asked.
"A town called Beacon Hills. It's in northern California," Kira answered.
"Huh. Small world, I used to live there," Jackson said. "Moved before preschool."
"Yeah, me to," Lydia said.
"My parents told me they considered moving to a place in California. But they changed their minds," I said.
"Good thing, I never would have met my best friend," Jackson said.
We pulled up to Kira's house. We all got out of the car and got out. We were walking up the sidewalk to the front door when Lydia stopped.
"Do you guys here that?" she asked.
"Here what?" Jackson asked her.
"It sounds like...waves. Ocean waves."
We all looked around. I couldn't here anything and we were too far inland to hear the sounds of the waves. Lydia was looking around with a scowl. I looked at Jackson and he nodded.
Lydia was having one of her moments.
Lydia was a banshee. She could predict death, usually in the form of sounds and noises only she could hear. Sounds which sometimes were related to a murder that was about to happen, but not always directly.
She took a step towards the house. Then another and another. "It's getting louder."
"What?" Jackson asked.
"The waves...there so loud...so...beautiful."
Just then the McCalls pulled up in their car. They all got out, Scott walked with another guy. He had pale skin and mole dotted skin and whiskey brown eyes, shortcut hair and a face that just shined with mischief. I admit he was...cute.
Okay, he really was attractive.
"Hey guys, what's up?" Scott asked.
"Lydia was just telling us about her earache," Kira said.
Whenever Kira was having a banshee moment, but we were in front of outsiders, we would use the word earache to secretly explain that her powers were acting up.
Scott nodded and looked nervously at Stiles who was looking at Lydia with wide eyes.
Oh boy.
Looks like Lydia has an admirer. Judging from the glare Jackson was giving Stiles he could sense his attraction. Jackson was territorial even before he became a werewolf.
"Stiles, it is so nice to finally meet you in person," Kira said hopping over to Stiles to hug him.
"Kira don't!"
We all looked to see Kira's mom Noshiko was standing at the doorway of her home, looking anxious. Noshiko was not a woman who was easily intimidated or distressed. She was a nine-hundred-year-old kitsune and has seen her share of violence and it gave her a will of iron.
Even Jackson didn't dare cross her. But here she was looking fearful.
But of what?
I heard shouts of shock and looked to see Kira and Stiles hugging, but they were also glowing!
Kira was emanating a yellow light while Stiles glowed with a deep ocean blue color. The lights took the form of a pair of canine like creatures and I saw Kira's eyes were glowing orange.
"Kira! Stiles!" Scott ran forward to try to separate them but a bolt of electricity hit him in the chest and sent him flying back.
"Scott!" Raf yelled.
A wind began to blow. Like a storm was coming, but it was blowing from Stiles and Kira. Both of whom seemed to be in some kind of trance.
"We must separate them at once!" Noshiko yelled.
"How?" I asked covering my face from the gale.
Lydia raised her hands and screamed. I covered my ears and watched as the force of her blow caused the two of them to separate and fall back. Their auras vanished, and I caught Stiles before he could hit the ground.
Ken and Scott ran over to Kira, Scott picked her up and Ken checked to make sure she was okay. Ken nodded and Scott ran over to me. "Is he okay?"
"I think so. Dude, your friend is a kitsune!"
"What?" he asked looking perplexed. "No he's not."
"We saw his aura Scott!" Jackson yelled looking angry. "Why didn't you tell us?"
"Enough, let us take them inside. We can talk more inside," Noshiko said, her tone left no room for question. "Just make sure they do not touch."
We took them inside. Luckily the Yukimuras lived a ways outside the city like the McCalls. Otherwise we would have had a major problem. I carried Stiles inside and sat him on the couch. Kira was already starting to wake up looking confused.
"Care to explain what the hell just happened Noshiko?" Rafael asked.
Noshiko stared down at Stiles with a puzzled look, her eyes flashed orange and I had a strange urge to shield him from her vision. She glanced at me with a small smirk and turned her gaze to Rafael who flinched at her steely gaze.
Rafael wasn't a big fan of the supernatural. Ironic seeing how his son was a werewolf.
"Danny is right. Stiles is a kitsune of the ocean clan. Just as I am of the celestials and Kira is one of the thunders. Some of the clans can...compliment one another if their elements are similar."
"But Kira is a thunder type, and you said Stiles is ocean," I said.
"The ocean can create powerful storms. He is young like Kira and inexperienced. If they were both older, they would have known to shield themselves," Ken explained.
"I am afraid it is more complicated than that Ken," Noshiko said. "That was a powerful reaction. Had they remained in contact I believe they could have summoned a storm."
"It was odd," Kira said rubbing her head. "I could smell the ocean and I felt like I was drowning."
"Sorry if I hurt you," Lydia said.
"No, you were right to use your powers to separate us...I didn't hurt anyone did I?"
Scott placed his hands over his chest, trying to hide the black mark from where her bolt had hit him.
"The reason the reaction was so powerful was because the spirit inside of Stiles older and more powerful than Kira," Noshiko said.
"You knew," I spoke. "You knew he was a kitsune. That was why you tried to stop them from touching."
She nodded. "Yes. I sensed his approach. I thought I recognized his signature. It seemed familiar somehow but when I saw him I knew in an instant what he was. Not a kitsune per-say. But rather a ninko."
"A person born human but possessed by a fox spirit through kitsunetsuki," Ken explained when he saw our confused expressions.
"So you're telling us there is a fox spirit inside Stiles?" Melissa asked looking alarmed. "How? When?"
"And how do we get it out of him?" Scott asked with a growl, his eyes flashed yellow.
"We must be careful. Kitsune personalities tend to reflect their clan elements. Fire can be hot headed and are known for their temper, mountain are stubborn and unyielding and ocean can be calm and tranquil one moment and then chaotic and destructive on a whim."
"Don't forget how the celestials tend to be judgmental and high and mighty," Stiles said. He opened his eyes, they glowed orange. He looked up at Noshiko and grinned. "Hey Noshiko, how have you been?"
He sat up and put his finger in his ear and began to wiggle it around. "Man I forgot how loud banshees can scream."
"Identify yourself kitsune. This is my home and I will not tolerate any mischief here!" Noshiko stated sternly.
He sighed and looked her, looking completely unimpressed. Either he was confidant or just stupid. "Don't you recognize me?" he asked with mock hurt. "Last time we saw one another it was eighteen-seventy three. That ushi-oni was terrorizing that village off the coast of Okinawa."
"Hyeon?" she asked.
He nodded. "Didn't think I would see you here. Last I heard you had a rather nasty incident at that camp the yanks decided to start sending Asians to during the war."
"Mind yourself," she warned. "Why are you possessing this child?"
"I found him one day being murdered. I had taken residence in the pool of some human fools pool. Nasty thing he was. I was thinking about doing his son a favor and drowning him when the father tried to kill Stiles. Before he could drown I entered his body and have been with him ever since."
"You are talking about when Isaac's dad tried to kill him when Stiles learned what he was doing to Isaac," Scott said. "But why posses Stiles?"
Stiles-or rather Hyeon- shrugged his shoulders. "He was lonely. And I sensed he was a bit of a trickster himself. I wanted to see what he would be capable of if he had the power of the ocean at his call."
"That seems like a rather flimsy reason," I said.
"Kitsune are very whimsical. And I have so enjoyed being in him. It was kind of dull the first few years so I would sometimes take control and prank him and his father. Small things like hiding the keys to his jeep or rewriting his homework or hiding the remote."
"Thats rather immature don't you think?" Lydia asked.
"Hiding the remote is actually rather messed up," Scott said and Jackson agreed.
Lydia rolled her eyes and Kira giggled.
"I mean no harm to anyone on this island. Unless they do me or my vessel harm. I swear on my honor. I merely wish to enjoy to power of the ocean." Hyeon closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "Even from here I can taste it's power. It has been so long since I sipped from the power of the deep. I look forward to our stay here."
He closed his eyes and when he opened them again, they were a pretty shade of brown and he looked around in confusion.
"What am I doing inside?"
"Dude!" Scott exclaimed, his eyes glowed yellow. "You're a kitsune!"
Stile shot up, pointing a finger at Scott. "Dude, you're a werewolf!"
"Dude!" the both said at the same time.
"This is going to be one long summer," Jackson sighed.
More than an hour later we were outside sitting at the tables the Yukimura's had set up for our lunch date. Scott told Stiles how he became a werewolf when he and Jackson had been bitten by a rouge alpha who wanted to start his own pack in Hawaii.
But what the alpha didn't count on was the other supernatural inhabitants of the islands taking issue with some werewolf showing up on their turff and randomly turning people. After he had been Taken care of Jackson and Scott were allowed to stay since they were harmless.
For some reason neither one of them became an alpha when their maker died. Usually when an alpha dies their status is passed to the werewolf who killed them or if they expired through other means, it would go to wither their first born child or to the highest ranked wolf in their pack.
Either he had a kid somewhere who suddenly found their eyes turning red, or he had bitten someone else besides my friends. But that was years ago and Scott and Jackson were the only werewolves on the islands.
Stiles in turn explained how he learned he was a kitsune through Isaac's boss Deaton who was the old emissary of the Hale pack. A very old werewolf family and the truth of their tragic demise. Scott was especially frustrated to learn that Isaac were a werewolf.
"Seriously! Did everyone start turning into monsters when I left!"
He told us about Peter Hale and his bloody quest for revenge. How Isaac joined Derek Hale when he killed his uncle and turned two other kids. And about Gerard Argent who revealed himself to be a liar and a hypocrite. Manipulating his own family so he could get Derek to bite him so he could cure himself of cancer.
"Oh Stiles, I am so sorry you had to go through all that," Melissa said looking at him with a soft expression.
"My dad was shocked to find out about the supernatural. Turns out Kate wasn't killed by Peter. She survived and became a werejaguar. Sometimes the bite can reflect what you are on the inside and being a murderous bitch turns you into a cat."
I looked over at Jackson. We shared a knowing look. Stiles didn't have to tell us how the bite could alter a person in strange ways. Jackson had some serious issues because he was adopted. So much that when he was bitten he became a creature known as a kanima.
Luckily we were able to turn him back thanks to Lydia using her love for him to make him realize he wasn't so alone in the world. But not before several people were killed by him, which was why he had blue eyes.
But that was something private. Jackson was still trying to deal with the guilt he felt for his actions.
"She joined forces with her dad. She attacked the sheriff station and killed a bunch of deputies. Dad saw Isaac change so he could fight her. He was really shocked when he found out I was a kitsune."
"What happened to Kate?" Kira asked.
"I ran the bitch over with my jeep. Didn't kill her but wounded her long enough for Derek to finish her off," Stiles said. He ran his hand through his hair and I could not help but watch as his long fingers moved through his hair. Scott and Jackson looked at me and I avoided their gaze.
Now is not the time Danny!
"After everything that has happened I needed to get away. Some time off to come to terms with what happened. I'm sorry I never told you Scott. But you were here safe and happy and I didn't want to ruin this for you."
Scott snorted. "Dude, it hasn't been all sunshine and surfing believe me. I wanted to tell you. I really did. I knew if anyone could help through this it was you. But I didn't want to involve you because I didn't want you to get hurt."
Stiles shook his head. "We were both pretty dumb huh?"
"Yep."
"What about this spirit inside of Stiles?" Rafael asked. "Shouldn't we be worried about that?"
"Hyeon gave his word. Kitsune may be tricksters but even we believe in honoring our oaths," Noshiko said.
"At least now I know why the remote kept on vanishing," Stiles muttered.
"He said something about you and a camp. I presume he meant one of the relocation centers that were created after Pearl Harbor," Rafael said.
"That is just a nice way of saying anyone of Asian descent was forcefully relocated into cramped living conditions because the Americans were afraid that we were all going to rise up. And when it was all over they tried to brush it under the rug. To forget like they didn't deny an entire group of Americans their rights because they thought we were all plotting to overthrow the government. I was at one such camp. Not because I wanted to be. But I chose to be there. Because I knew of the injustices that would occur. The oppression people would face for the crime of not being white."
Anger began to color Noshiko's voice. She was an intimidating woman when she was calm, but when she started to get mad she could be terrifying.
"Which camp was it?" Rafael asked.
She looked him dead in the eye. "Oakcreek."
I could tell from the look on his face he recognized the name. Ken put a comforting hand over his wifes.
"The past is history now. It does not concern us now. Let us instead focus more on enjoying the rest of the day," he said.
I could tell Rafael didn't want to let it go. Whatever had happened at Oakcreek must have been bad if he wanted to grill Noshiko about it. But Melissa gave him a look that said 'Drop it!'.
"My only suggestion to you Stiles is that you avoid going out into the ocean. Kitsune draw power from their element and since you are of the ocean clan-"
"I know what you mean. I can feel the ocean calling to me. I feel like someone who has been on a vegan diet and is smelling a big juicy steak in the next room."
"Don't worry, we'll take care of you," I said.
Stiles smiled and Jackson and Scott frowned while Lydia smiled.
"I think we also need to make sure you and Kira do not touch," Melissa said.
"Yeah, that was really-" Kira began.
"Hot," Stiles finished.
"Dude!" Scott said indignantly. "Thats my girls your talking about!"
"I didn't mean it like that!" Stiles said waving his arms and almost hitting Jackson in the face. "I mean I felt hot when she touched me!"
"Dude!"
"It was like I was in the middle of an intense storm! I could smell ozone and felt like I was covered in static electricity!"
"Like I told your friends earlier, certain kitsune clans compliment one another depending on the element. There are other kitsune who live on the islands. If you like I can arrange a meeting. It would do you well to meet others of our kind."
"Sure, might be cool to meet fellow ocean foxes," Stiles said.
"Actually you're the only ocean type on all the islands," Ken said.
Stiles looked a little disappointed. "Really?"
"Yeah, go figure right," Kira said.
After lunch we all prepared to head over to my house. Stiles was talking to Noshiko and I could not help but watch as he ran his fingers over his lips.
I was brought out of my observation when Jackson punched me on the shoulder. "Ow, what the hell!"
"Stop crushing on him!" he growled.
"I am not crushing on him!" I spat, rubbing my shoulder.
"Yeah, you kind of are," Lydia said with a grin.
"We know the signs Danny. You keep string at him and you smile whenever he meets your gaze and every time you stare at his mouth you lick your lips because your imagining kissing him."
"I...how the hell do you know me so well?"
"I'm your best friend and a werewolf. You might as well be walking around with a hard on."
"Jerk," I muttered.
"I have to admit he is a change in pace for you," Lydia said.
She was right. I had a bad habit of being attracted to guys who were complete douchbags. The kind of guys who were hot as hell and had the ego to match. The kind of guys who thought I was old fashioned because I believed in a monogamous relationship while they were off plowing other guys.
And their bullshit excuses were always the same.
"They meant nothing, it was just sex. And it's not like you were putting out."
"It's not a big deal. A guy has needs."
"Wait, you mean because we're dating we can't sleep with other people?"
"Don't be mad, we're young. We're supposed to have fun before we get old and tired."
Yeah, I had a bad habit of choosing the bad ones. But Stiles wasn't like the others. He didn't have bulging muscles or sharp angular features. In fact he wasn't anything like what I usually chased after. I could see him on some fantasy show with a pair of pointed ears. With his pale skin and lithe figure he could pull off an elf look.
And those eyes, Scott was known to have puppy dog eyes which he totally used to get you to do what he wanted. He didn't guilt trip you, here merely looked at you with this sad expression and you couldn't help but agree to what ever he asked.
But Stiles had doe eyes. They were very expressive, showing a great range of emotions.
"He's only here for the summer so there is no point in trying anything with him. Plus he is a kitsune."
"You know plenty of kitsune, hell Danny has dated more than one before," Lydia said.
"Did you not see what happened when he and Kira touched?" Jackson asked. "Plus he is not really a kitsune. He's just possessed by one. That is like dating two people at the same time!"
"It's called a summer romance for a reason. Besides, after everything Stiles has been through I think Danny would be perfect to help him unwind."
"I doubt I am the one he wants Lydia. Seems to me like he has a thing for red heads," I told her.
Jackson put a possessive arm around her shoulders, his eyes flashed blue. Lydia just rolled her eyes at his antics.
"I have seen him eying you up to Danny. I think you should go for it. We all know Scott wouldn't be friends with him if he was an ass."
"He's friends with Jackson," I pointed out.
"So are you!" Jackson huffed.
Lydia had a point. Scott was the kind of guy who saw the world in white and black. If Stiles was a jerk Scott wouldn't be friends with him.
I watched the two of them walk over to us, Scott had his arm around Stiles shoulders and they were laughing about something. Kira followed, keeping a noticeable distance between Stiles and herself.
Stiles happened to look at me. We both smiled at one another at the same time. I felt something warm in my chest and began to think maybe Lydia was right.
Maybe he did have baggage, but than again so did the rest of us. You would think the Hawaiian islands would be the most peaceful and safe place in the world. But even paradise can have an ugly side. And we all had been scarred because of it.
And to be frank, I wouldn't mind seeing if he had any scars underneath those cloths.
A Month Later
Stiles
I stood in Danny's kitchen. Several glass cups sat on the counter top. They were filled with ocean water he had collected yesterday. Besides a few unforeseen hiccups my stay here has been great.
I had been unable to go to the beach which sucked, but the island has plenty more to offer than beaches. We had gone trailing and explored the island and camped out. The nighttime sky here is simply amazing!
I had gone to a kitsune meet-and-greet a few weeks ago with Kira and Noshiko. Fox had whined about how unfair it was that he wasn't allowed to go. Noshiko and her daughter wouldn't have cared if Scott came. But apparently werewolves and kitsune have a history not getting along.
Since kitsune were trickster and loved playing pranks (usually ending with someone seriously injured or humiliated) and werewolves were infamous for their tempers you can see why they didn't mix well. And the other kitsune who lived here didn't care much for werewolves.
There had been fifty of them. A few were thunder types like Kira. Some had been celestial like Noshiko. Most were fire typer and there were a few mountain and earth, river and a single woman had been a void type. There had been something creepy about her. Maybe it was the sharpness of her gaze of the way the others went out of their way to avoid her but she had been scary.
They had all been interested to meet me. Like Ken said I was the only ocean kitsune on the islands. I was hoping to meet another from my clan who might give me some pointers. But the kitsune from the river clan were able to explain more about what I was capable of.
I had to avoid touching them like I had been able to touch them without there being a reaction. They were old enough to know how to shield themselves and since our two clans were so similar they were able to help me understand my powers and abilities better.
I was still learning to control my aura. Kitsune smell human though we might smell something like our element. Beings with supernatural vision like werewolves could see our auras. With practice I could hide my aura and that could be useful in the future.
I already knew we couldn't cross mountain ash barriers. We were not affected by wolfsbane but we could be weakened by a herb called letharia vulpina which could deprive us of our powers.
I wasn't technically a kitsune though, like Noshiko said I was a ninko. A human who was possessed by a kitsune spirit. As long as Hyeon was in me I would have all the powers and weakness of any kitsune. But still, knowing I had another entity inside me creeped me out and when I get back home, I am going to get Deaton to get me a supply of letharia in case Hyeon decided to be a smart ass and hide the damn remote again.
Right now Danny and I were trying a little experiment. I had yet to go swimming, I didn't want to risk making Hyeon grow stronger or loosing control of my abilities again my lessons to control my aura were not going fast enough. It took time and patience to learn that trick and since I have ADD there was no way in hell, I was going to be learning such fine control anytime soon.
But I wasn't going to let some dumb fox spirit deny me the chance of going sailing on a boat or snorkeling!
"Okay. So, if kitsune can draw power from their element than you should be able to learn to control the input. Kira can absorb and project electricity. She can power an entire room of light bulbs or light only a single one. Fire kitsune can absorb heat and flame. I heard a story that one once killed a man through hypothermia by absorbing all the heat in his body."
"Okay. So why am I looking at glass cups filled with ocean water?" I asked.
"Think of it Stiles. I assume you have gone swimming in a public pool or gone out in the rain. And I can tell from your scent you take a shower."
I wiggled my eyebrows at him. "You trying to tell me I smell sweet?"
"Focus," he instructed. Though I did see the corners of his lips pull up in a smile. Danny could be easy going but when he got serious, he could be a no-nonsense kind of guy like Derek, only less dickish.
"Well yeah. I've gone swimming before in lakes and creeks and when I was little I loved to play in the rain."
"And since you became a ninko have you ever been empowered by water?" he asked.
"Well...I can sense water. I love taking long showers and baths."
"Okay. So your eyes never glow, you never make your aura manifest. So it could be you need a specific kind of water to get charged from. Kira has said she enjoys lightning more than man-mad electricity. She says thunder feels more pure, and she gets a better charge. So I think you might get a little bit of power from regular water that has been purified or rain water. And since we can't just toss you over a boat and hope nothing happens lets, see what happens when we give you a small dosage. If we see how it affects you in small doses than maybe you can learn to handle it in larger quantities."
He waved his hand at the glass cups.
"Do they feel different from any other kind of water to you?"
I nodded. "I can feel them. It's like when you smell mild hot-sauce than smell barbecue."
He nodded in understanding. "Okay. So since this is right from the source it is more pure. So, lets try a little experiment."
He put a small spoon into one of the glass cups and scooped up some of the water inside. "Hold out your hand."
I did as he instructed. He placed the spoon over my hand and let the water fall out onto my skin. The second it touched me I gasped. The water pooled in my palm then before our eyes it sunk into my skin as if it was a sponge.
It was gone but I could feel it inside me. And it felt good!
Danny touched my palm, feeling the dryness. "Amazing! How does it feel?"
"It felt good. Kind of like when you do a shot of whiskey and you feel the warmth spread from your belly."
He smiled at me and I was suddenly aware that he was still holding my hand. His thumb traced circles over my palm and shit is it just me or does his aftershave smell stronger now?
Got to love that Armani.
"Alright, lets keep trying," he said.
Half and hour later and we had gone through one glass and I was feeling pretty good. I was pacing back and forth in his kitchen, my mind racing with a thousand different thoughts.
"I feel amazing Danny! Better than I have ever felt! Man if I had known I could feel like this I would have taken my ass to the beach sooner!"
Danny looked concerned. "That was just from one cup. If that is what happens from one cup what would happen if you went into the ocean?"
"Lets find out!"
I turned to walk out of the kitchen but Danny grabbed my shoulder. "Don't even think about it!" he said sternly.
"But Danny, I want to go swim in the water and play with the fishes!" I whined.
"And I don't want you going nuclear and causing another mini-storm."
"That's only if I am touching Kira!"
"Better safe than sorry!"
"Man this sucks, wait what if we use some wolf lichen?"
"There is none on the island but I have a friend who is working on getting us some. Plus that wouldn't help. The power you would get from the ocean would just burn it out," Danny said.
He pulled me back over to the table. "I have another idea. You can control water right?"
"As I have said many times when I was amazing you with tales of my wet adventures, yes!" I frowned. "That doesn't sound right when I say it like that."
He chuckled. "No it doesn't. But listen, what if you used your power to keep the ocean water from touching you. I saw Kira once told us how she played a game of lightning tag with some of the other thunder kitsune one time."
"Lightning tag?"
"Basically they throw electricity at one another. If you can deflect the strike you are good. But if you can't deflect it and get hit, then you become it and you have to try and strike someone else. I know it sounds like it hurts but they just absorb it harmlessly."
"And you think if Kira can...deflect electricity then I can keep water from touching me?"
He shrugged. "Makes sense. A kitsune has control over their element right?"
I nodded. "Okay, break out the ocean water!" I said.
"Lets try something a little more tame," he said.
He took me over to the sink and turned the faucet on. "Go on, see if you can keep this from touching your skin."
I looked over at the remaining glasses on the table, I could feel a sense of longing pulling me to them. I wondered if this was what Isaac felt like on the night of a full moon. I had asked him and the others what it was like.
They would get this dreamy look on their faces. They described moonlight as being almost tangible, as if they were being caressed by velvet that made their skin burn. Something they could breath and feel pulsing through their body, until they felt like they were about to explode.
The way they described it was painful, but they always described it with a euphoric or even religious zeal. They said the moon wasn't painful, no. It was the rage inside them that was painful. The moon was like a strong breeze that fanned the flames of their beast.
I didn't feel like a breeze was touching me or like some inner fire was being stoked. But I could feel the power of the ocean thrumming beneath my flesh now. I couldn't believe what one glass of it could do. I felt like I had drank an entire gallon of Monster with a side of Red Bull.
Danny placed my hand under the running water. I felt some power. But only a tiny trickle. I don't know why. Didn't the water here come right from the ocean? Or was the fact it had been purified for human consumption somehow altered it where it lost it's power?
But where did the power go? Did it somehow return to the ocean? Or was it lost?...and why was Danny so damn good looking?
Oh wait he is saying my name.
"Stiles!" he said with an exasperated tone. Clearly he had been trying to get my attention for a while now.
"Am I attractive to gay guys!" I blurted out.
I clapped my hand to my mouth. Danny looked at me with a surprised expression. I knew Danny was gay, I had asked Scott about him. He was a really cool guy, very popular. Scott said everyone liked Danny. He was smart, good look and unlike Jackson he was nice.
He could play the trumpet, being on his schools band, loved astrology, his whole room had posters of the solar system and the galaxy. And he was an avid gamer with a sick set up in his room where he would record his seasons on Twitch and was fit from all the swimming, hiking and bike riding he did.
Seriously, this guy was beyond perfect.
"Are you gay?" he asked. "I saw how you first looked at Lydia. The attraction was strong."
I let my hand fall from my mouth. "She is beautiful, how could I not admire her?" I looked at my hand and focused. The water slid right off my skin. Danny's hand was wet, but mine was dry. I ran it across his face, trailing my fingers down that sweet jaw of his. "And to answer your question, I am bi."
That water must really be messing with me for me to act so brazing. I wasn't known for being a suave kind of guy. I was awkward and when I get nervous I tend to ramble-more than usual- which tends to put people off.
"I started to realize soon after Scott left. When puberty started working it's magic I started to notice things about girls and other guys. I kissed a girl I knew from when I was a kid. Her name is Heather. But I've never kissed another guy and I am still a virgin in all ways and I am starting to over share huh?"
Danny just laughed. "A little. But I think we can blame the ocean water." he took a step closer and the smell of his cologne was much stronger. "And to answer your question. You are very attractive to gay guys. Well, to me at least."
He leaned forward and captured my lips in a gentle kiss. He wrapped his hand behind my waist, pulling me closer. But I could tell from the light pull he was giving me an option to pull away.
Like I would!
I broke the kiss, suddenly feeling warm for other reasons. "Wow, my first gay kiss," I said.
"Hopefully not your last."
He kissed me again and this time is was a little more demanding. I pushed him against the counter, wrapping my arms around his waist.
"Let's fuck!" I said, my voice husky.
"Whoa, easy there lets not get hasty!" he said looking a little alarmed.
"I want you, you want me. So lets just skip to the good stuff."
My hands pushed under the back of his pants to feel his ass and I bit along his jaw causing him to groan. We were pressed so tight against one another I could feel his erection starting to swell.
"Get off him!"
I was thrown back, landing on the kitchen floor so hard I thought I might leave a Stiles-shaped dent. Jackson stood protectively in front of Danny, his claws were out and his eyes were an electric blue.
"Jackson don't!" Danny said trying to pull Jackson back. But Jackson merely shrugged him off and began to advance on me. Scott was suddenly in front of me, roaring at Jackson.
But I didn't need Scott's protection.
I stood up and held out my hand. The water in the glass cups flew out and hit Jackson right in the face, covering his head in a small globe of water. He tried tear it off, but the water flowed around his hands, refusing to be pulled back.
"Back off, your not the only killer in this place!"
"Stiles!" Scott yelled grabbing my forearm in a bruising grip.
I looked at him, he didn't look angry he looked scared. I looked at Jackson, his face was distorted from the water, but I could clearly see the look of fear.
I had a flash of memory, of an older woman with red hair with the same expression, staring at me in shock as Derek bit into her shoulder.
My hand arm went lax but Scott kept a firm hold of it. The water surrounding Jackson's head fell and he gasped for breath, spitting out spurts of liquid. Scott still had hold of me, the look in his eyes hurt me.
He was afraid, confused. "Stiles...what did you mean when you said Jackson wasn't the only killer here?"
I knew a werewolf with blue eyes was a killer. One who had taken an innocent life and just as Cain was marked by God as a murder so too does the blue eyes mark a werewolf.
I had gotten Isaac to ask Derek why his eyes had been blue before he killed Peter and they turned alpha red. I had wanted to know if only born werewolves had blue eyes, imagine my shock when I learned the truth.
I wondered who Derek had killed, but I didn't have to balls to ask.
I yanked my arm back and ran. I headed up the stairs and into Danny's room. I had been here several times in the last few weeks. I don't know why I ran in there instead of the bathroom. But I just felt like I needed to run somewhere safe.
I heard Scott running behind me and I quickly shut the door and locked it. Scott began to pound on the door, begging me to let him in so we could talk. But I wasn't ready to talk. I wasn't ready to tell him what happened. Why Allison tried to kill Derek, why she was now missing.
Isaac was still looking for her, still hoping he could save her from the darkness that took her aunt and her mother. Gerard had gotten into her head and twisted things around. All because I helped murder her mother.
Danny
Scott sat outside my room. Jackson stood next to me, his arms crossed looking angry.
"How was I supposed to know he was just kissing you?" he asked. "He had you against the counter with your arms pinned."
"You're a werewolf Jax, your werewolf powers should have clued you in!"
"I was trying to rescue you!" he growled.
"You cock-blocked me!" I snapped back.
"Can we just try to figure out a way to get him out of your room!" he spat waving his arms around. "Maybe if we get a plate of curly fries, we can tempt him to come out!"
I sighed. Seriously, does he actually think that would work?
"What did he mean by Jackson not being the only killer?" Scott asked again.
"Obviously he was talking about himself. We both know you never killed someone and Danny sure as hell isn't a killer."
Scott stood up, glaring at Jackson. "Stiles would never hurt someone!"
"Did you not see what he did to me?"
"You attacked him first, he was just defending himself!"
"Guys!" I cut in, 'come on, we need to get him to calm down."
I reached into my wallet and pulled out a key. "I am going to see if I can talk to him."
"Why do you have a key?" Scott asked.
"When you have dozens of cousins that come over to visit you quickly learn to lock your door," I replied.
I put my hand on his shoulder. "I know you want to talk to him. But let me see if I can get him to calm down first okay. He's a little freaked out right now and I think he is afraid to see you."
"But he's my best friend!"
"I know. But if he does have some dark secret, then he would be scared to see you right now. Just give me a few moments okay."
"I don't like the idea of you going near him alone," Jackson said.
"He won't hurt me Jax. Besides, there is no water in my room."
Before he could argue any further, I unlocked the door and walked in. I quickly shut it and locked it again. Knowing Scott he wouldn't be able to resist trying to come in.
I turned to see Stiles sitting on my bed, looking surprised that I got in. I held up the key for him to see. "Why do you have a key to your own room?"
"The Māhealani clan is known for being nosy. My cousins love to come snooping into my room and touch my things," I explained.
I pocketed the key and walked over to him. I sat next to him on the bed, he stared down at the floor. His face tense. "Scott is outside. He is worried about you."
He flinched when I said his name. "He's going to hate me."
"Because you think you took someones life?" I asked.
He looked at me, his eyes filled with grief. "I did take someones life."
"It happened during the incident with the Argent's didn't it?" I asked. "That is why you don't like talking about it. You love talking about how you helped defeat Peter and trained Isaac. But when it comes to the Argent's, you clam up."
His hands rested on his lap. His fingers were twitching around. I didn't need to be a werewolf to tell he was nervous.
"You know my friend Isaac was dating a girl called Allison. She is the heir to the Argent family. I warned Isaac to stay away from her but damn was his smitten. When when her family learned he was a werewolf her dad threatened to kill him if they didn't break things off. But the two of them didn't let that stop them. But just as I and even Isaac's pack expected they were caught. Allison's mother Victoria saw them kissing and decided to take care of Isaac herself. She kidnapped him and tried to poison him using vaporized wolfsbane. Derek and I managed to find them. Victoria snuck up behind Derek and stabbed him in the back and I used my powers to cause some pipes over her head to explode. I covered her head in water-like what I did with Jackson. But I wasn't going to kill her. Just knock her out. But Derek had other ideas. While she was distracted, he bit her shoulder. We grabbed Isaac and ran if I had known what was going to happen next I might have done things differently."
"She rejected the bite?"
I knew that sometimes people didn't change when were bitten. For some reason their bodies rejected it but it cost them their lives.
"Not in the way you think. See Hunters have a code they adhere to, well. Some adhere, others take liberties with it. But the one big rule in the code is that if you are bitten, you must kill yourself."
"What?"
He nodded. "Apparently being dead is better and more honorable than being a werewolf. And if you don't do it than the others would have to hunt you down. Victoria chose death. She killed herself. Gerard used this to get into Allison's head and convince her Derek murdered Victoria. Which I guess he did. See Derek of course knew what it would mean if he bit her. He didn't have to. I had her immobilized. But he chose to bite her, he wanted to send a message to the rest of the Argents. After what happened with Kate Gerard declared open season on all shifters. Derek wanted to show the Hunters he wasn't going to cower in fear. I didn't know about that part of their code...if I did-"
He trailed off. Being unable to finish. I heard Scott let out a whine from behind the door. Stiles flinched as if someone had hit him.
I placed my hand on his. "You didn't kill her. Neither did Derek. She chose to take her own life. She chose to follow the code. She chose to leave her daughter. You didn't kill her."
"But I played a role. Gerard lied and said Derek killed Victoria with his own hands. Allison didn't learn the truth until after she attacked the pack. She shot Boyd full of arrows and captured him and Erica. She attacked Isaac with Chinese ring daggers and almost killed Derek if I hadn't stopped her. I told her what happened, and she blamed me. Said I was just as guilty as Derek."
"What happened to her?" I asked.
"She disappeared after we took care of Gerard. Isaac knew he was dying. so he switched his medication with mountain ash pills. When Derek bit him the results were...ugly. Isaac is still looking for her, even her father. So far no one has seen her. I hope she is okay."
I still had my hand on his and gave it a squeeze. "Jackson over reacted. He thought you were taking advantage of me."
He looked at me as if I just sprouted a second head. "Me?" he asked. "Take advantage of you?"
"You know how territorial werewolves are, I'm sure if Scott saw me doing the same thing to do he would have got all bent out of shape to."
The sound of gagging could be heard from the door. Stiles cracked a smile.
"I see why you needed to come here. After everything you have been through it's a wonder, you haven't had a mental breakdown."
"I have been having a great time. I love spending time with Scott and you and even Lydia and Jackson. I miss home and my friends back there. But It is nice to get away from all that craziness and enjoy some peace."
I stood up and pulled him off my bed. "Come on, you and Scott need to talk. We both know both our friends have been listening in."
I unlocked the door and opened it. The second the door began to move it suddenly shot forward, bouncing off the wall and Stiles had his arms full of werewolf.
"Stiles man you should have told me!" Scott cried. "I am so sorry I wasn't there for you man, while you were off in danger I was making out with Kira!"
"Come on Scotty, it's alright," Stiles said patting his friends head.
"No it's not," Scott said firmly looking at Stiles. "I am supposed to be your best friend, we're supposed to look out for one another."
Jackson walked in, his arms were crossed. "I am sorry for freaking out on you," he mumbled.
It was a half-assed apology to be sure but the fact he was even trying to say sorry was a miracle. Having been a kanima Jackson knows what it is like to be manipulated by someone else. I think Stiles story reminded him of his time when he was meant to be used as someone else's tool.
"It's okay. It was just a misunderstanding."
"So...are you guys a thing now or what?" Scott asked.
I looked at Stiles and he gave me the same look I was giving him. A look that asked are we?
Stiles
"So...are you?" Isaac asked.
"It's complicated," I sighed.
I was in the guest room at the McCalls, Skyping with Isaac. I had told him about what happened today. He was more concerned with me kissing Danny than me almost drowning Jackson.
"But you kissed him."
"He kissed me first."
"Yeah but you solicited him for sex."
"I was drunk on ocean water!"
"Wouldn't be the first time you did something you later regretted when you were drunk," Isaac laughed.
"Laugh it up Scarfy, laugh it up," I said.
"So besides almost starting a storm and molesting your friend and spilling your darkest fears how is the trip going?"
"Good. I am going on a yacht tomorrow. Jackson's dad is letting us take it out for a bit."
"Man how loaded are Scott's friends?"
"Very. So how are things back home?" I asked.
"Quiet. The Hunters have all left so we don't have to worry about being shot at. Derek got a loft down in the old warehouse district and Boyd and Erica are now officially a thing. Like we didn't see that coming."
"Derek lives in the warehouse district?" I shook my head. "Seriously, that guy is determined to make people think he is a serial killer."
"I think we did that when we accused him of murder."
"Circumstances," I muttered.
"Is it a good idea for you to go out on a yacht?" he asked. "I mean, what if the fox spirit decides to take you for an underwater dive?"
"Hyeon seems to prefer leaving me in control. Besides, I'll have the others there to keep an eye on me. Danny said he was going to see someone who might be able to get me some wolf lichen."
He scowled. "I don't like the idea of you using some herb. That us like me using wolfsbane to control my wolf."
"Yeah, but your wolf is a part of you. I am a simple human possessed by a fox spirit who at any time could take control of me."
"How do you feel about that? All this time we thought you were just a kitsune."
"It's creepy to think that all these years I have had another being inside me. I try not to think about it too much. Tell me, any luck with Allison?"
He sighed. "No. Derek thinks I should stop looking. He says after what happened it is best if I move on."
"Yeah, because his love life is so great. Look, I know I didn't always support you and her being together. But I know how much you care about her and if it makes you feel better than keep looking. Has her dad told you anything?"
"Not since he called me looking for her. They were supposed to go to France but when he went into her room, the morning their flight was supposed to leave she was gone from her room. Her bow and some other equipment was gone."
"You don't think she is hunting do you?"
"I hope not. I told Derek...I didn't feel comfortable not telling the others. Especially after what happened with Boyd and Erica."
"How are they taking the news?"
"They are acting tough. But I know they are both afraid she is going to come back and finish the job."
"I don't think she will. I know she was pretty pissed but I think she lost some of that rage when Gerard showed his true colors."
"I don't know man. She's hurting now. Her aunt was a psycho, her mom killed herself and her own grandfather manipulated her. That can mess with your head. Nothing is worse than when your own family hurts you."
"I think if anyone could help her it is you."
He smiled. "Thanks."
Danny
"Is that you Danny?"
I shut the door behind me. The sign said closed, but I was expected.
"It's me Nani," I called out.
Nani walked in from the back room, clutching her cane as she walked. To most she looked like a diminutive woman less than five feet tall with white hair pulled into a bun and a heavily wrinkled skin.
But Nani wasn't human. She is a menehune. She may look frail and harmless. But I know if she wanted she could lift a boulder over her head with her bare pinky. The menehune have lived on the islands long before humans ever showed up. They were builders and craftsmen and normally they were really shy.
Nani was considered to be one of the more outgoing of her people and was greatly respected among the local supernatural community.
She smiled at me and gave me a hug. "How is my favorite customer this fine night?"
"Good. Did you get the wolf lichen?" I asked.
"Of course. But are you sure you need it? You know if your fox friend goes into the ocean than it will be purged from his system."
"I know. But I think it would make him feel more comfortable to have it. Besides, you never know when the fox spirit might decide to start causing trouble."
She nodded. "The kitsune are tricksters by nature. Even the good ones can't help but cause some mischief. The ocean clan is especially mercurial. So far he has been peaceful. But much like his element that can change."
She headed for the backroom and I followed her. It was filled with boxes and jars filled with spare herbs and spices. Nani ran a spice shop. She also supplied the supernatural with any special plant they might need.
She grabbed a box covered in paper and handed it to me. "It just came in today." she handed it to me.
"Thanks." I handed her the money I owed.
"You must really care about this boy to go through so much trouble to get him this."
I smiled. "He's special."
"I have heard good things about him. It's about time you started dating nice boys Danny."
"What do you mean you have heard good things?" I asked.
"Really Danny, you think no one is going to keep an eye on some new kitsune- she raised her hand when she saw the defensive look on my face- Just a precaution. You had to know the others wouldn't let him run around unsupervised."
That was true. As far as I knew the locals were still keeping an eye on Scott and Jackson. But I didn't like the idea of Stiles being watched. It made me feel protective of him.
"How long will this work?" I asked.
"I got you enough to last for a few weeks. Make sure you distil it before you give it to him, otherwise it will make him sick."
"Thanks Nani."
I kissed her on the cheek and turned to walk out but she grabbed my shoulder. "Not so fast, you're not leaving until you tell me more about your little fox."
"Nani!" I whined.
She pulled me to her office where she had some tea waiting for us. I knew better than to try and leave. Nani was like a grandmother who had to know every detail of her grandkids lives.
The situation with Stiles was complicated. As much as I would like to start a relationship with him he is only going to be here for another month before he goes back to California. I wasn't the kind of person who did one-night stands or summer flings.
I had a bad habit of moving onto someone new as soon as I was single. It was a habit that caused me a lot of heartbreak .
I really liked Stiles. He was smart, cunning and had a smart-ass kind of humor I loved.
I explained all this to Nani who listened with a thoughtful expression as she sipped from her cup.
"Oh Danny, you always make things difficult for yourself," she said with a sigh.
"We kissed, and I felt a strong connection to him but I don't want to date him then watch him leave. He lives all the way in Northern California. No way could we survive a long distance relationship like that.
"But if you keep things platonic how would you feel when he leaves?" she asked.
"Shitty. A part of me wants to date him and the other part is telling me not to bother."
"Oh it is a conundrum. Personally I think you should go for it. No offense dear but you do have a reputation for speed dating. I believe this is actually the longest you have been single."
"But Stiles is different. He's not like the other guys I dated."
She reached over to touch my hand. "I have lived a long time Danny. I have had my fair share of lovers. Even if it is not meant to last that doesn't mean you should deny yourself the chance to have a chance at real love. Even if it is brief. There comes a time when you need to stop dating losers and start aiming for bigger and better fish in the ocean." she gave me a small wink. "Or in this case, foxes."
Stiles
"How are you doing?" Kira asked.
She sat a red cup of punch on the rail I was leaning over and then went to stand a respectable distance from me. We were out on Jackson's yacht. Or rather his dad's yacht. We were anchored, and the radio was on.
There was a group of people here who went to school with Scott. Some of them were human but others were not. But even the humans knew about the supernatural so there was no need to be careful about flashing a pair of glowing eyes.
In Hawaii the supernatural wasn't public. But they were not as pressed to hide away like the werewolves were back in Beacon Hills. I don't know how they do it though.
I was currently looking over the side to the water below where a school of weresharks were swimming. Or maybe they were dancing underwater, it was hard to tell because it was so dark out.
Yes, you heard me right. I said weresharks. I had nearly shit myself when I saw them transform and jump off into the water below. Danny says that they are supposed to be descended from Kamohoalii. The shark god.
If you think werewolves looks scary, wereshark are truly the stuff of nightmares. Their skin turns a silvery gray color and they lose their eyebrows. Their faces become more pointed and they get double rows of razor sharp teeth. Their nails turn into talon like claws and a membrane grows between their fingers. Their eyes turn pitch black, cold and bottomless as the ocean depths.
One woman had silvery eyes. She was the alpha of this school.
"Good. Can't believe weresharks are a thing though," I said grabbing the cup.
"I know. They are terrifying, but beautiful too. Like werewolves. They have that kind of alien beauty."
"Werewolves, weresharks, kitsune, banshee's. Are all the monsters real?"
She shrugged. "Maybe. Never seen a dragon."
"Are those a thing?"
She smiled. "I think we would know. Though some legends say some dragons could take human form."
I sighed. "I am going to try to not think about the possibility of dragons looking like humans."
"If there were dragons. we would know. Lots of shifters are drawn to the islands because of Haleakalā."
"Isn't that the volcano on Maui?" I asked. "What does that have to do with the shifters?"
"Oh, you don't know? Haleakalā sits on a convergence of telluric currents. My mom told me about places the druids called nemetons. Sacred groves or trees where the currents converge and create an object that holds an immense amount of spiritual power. The more currents attached to a nemeton the stronger the pull. That is why there is such a high supernatural population here. It's not just trees though. Other aspects of nature can be convergence points as well. Rocks, lakes. Hell, I even heard a single flower could be one."
"Wow, I didn't know that."
I saw Danny was talking to a guy. He didn't look happy. Kira followed my gaze and her eyes narrowed. "I didn't know Kai was here."
"Who?"
"One of Danny's ex's. He's a total jerk."
Kai had turned from Danny and was walking to the edge of the yacht. "Think about it Danny, we both know I am the best lay you ever had."
I watched him transform. Going from drop dead gorgeous to nightmare shark-man in a few seconds. He jumped over the boat and joined the rest of his school. I looked back to Danny to see he was glaring at where Kai had jumped.
"I'll be right back," I told her.
I walked over to Danny. "You okay?"
"Yeah, my ex wants me to date him again."
"Not that I blame him but why?"
"Because I am training to be a kahuna."
I knew that term. I did a lot of research into Hawaiian culture before I came here. "Isn't that a term for a magic practitioner?"
He waved his hand back and forth in a so-so motion. "More like it means you are an expert in a certain field. There are many kinds of kahuna. A lot of them were able to do certain kinds of magic. Others could be healers or even canoe makers. Kahunas often act as guides and helpers to the supernatural. Kind of like how the druids act as emissaries to werewolves."
"Wait, druids?" I asked.
"You didn't know?"
I threw my hands up in the air. "Druids, right. Of course. I should not be surprised!" I let my hands fall to my hips. "So what does that have to do with your ex wanting you back?"
"Because Kai just want the honor of having a kahuna for a mate. I would just be his prize trophy is all."
"Sounds like a real dick," I said.
He smiled. "Yeah, he is." he paused for a moment. His demeanor became a bit more nervous. "Listen. About yesterday."
"Yeah, sorry I almost killed your best-friend."
"I was actually going to talk about the kiss."
"Oh." I suddenly had a strong desire to jump off the yacht. Not because I was feeling a desire to soak in the ocean. But rather because I wasn't sure I wanted to have this conversation. The kiss had been awesome, but I had been on a power high so I had been a lot more confident then than I was now.
I took a long sip from my drink. It had a strange taste to it. It wasn't alcohol but whatever it was it tasted foul.
"Stiles, I really like you. I know you are only going to be here until summer break is over. But I really like you and I enjoy the time we have spent together."
I smiled. "Really?"
"Yeah. Do you feel the same?"
I nodded. "Yeah. I-"
"Kira!"
Danny and I looked to see what was wrong. Kira was laying on the floor of the yacht. She was spaseming and Scott was trying to help her but her body was sparking. "What is wrong with her?" I yelled.
"I don't know. We were talking and she just fell!" Scott yelled.
Just than another person fell. I recognized him as one of the kitsune I met at the meeting. His name was Raj. He was a fire type. His cloths began to smolder and catch fire, but he didn't seem bothered. They quickly grabbed a fire extinguisher to keep him from starting a fire.
Some of the weresharks were climbing back on board to see what the problem was.
"It's the punch, it's been spiked!" Lydia yelled. "Kira and Raj drank from the same bowl. Did anyone else have any punch."
Danny looked at me, his face mirrored the look of horror that was on my face. I dropped my cup and felt the panic begin to rise in my chest.
Wolf lichen.
The world started to waver. I began to feel sick.
The water, go to the water!
"Stiles! Stay with me!" Danny yelled, grabbing my shoulders to keep me from falling.
"Water...Danny...take me...water."
Danny took me over to the edge. I quickly emptied my pockets and with his help I got over the rail and jumped into the water.
I hit the water and...how do I describe it. One minute the strength was being sapped from me. But then I was suddenly overflowing with power!
It was a thousand times better than the cups of water Danny had collected. I was surrounded by the ocean. I could feel the creatures that lived here. A whole other world brimming with life. And I could sense something swimming around me.
I began to glow with a deep blue color, several weresharks were in the water. I could sense their shock. They had never seen an ocean kitsune in his element before. I ordered the water to take me to the surface. I felt it grab me and push me up rose from the surface like an ocean god, at the top of a pillar of liquid, glowing with a fox aura. Four tails danced behind me, the people on the boat stared at me in shock.
Kira and Raj were unconscious. Their bodies still coated in their elements.
They are true kitsune, they are affected more strongly by the lichen than you are.
Hyeon?
Yep.
Wait, you were the voice telling me to go to the water. I thought it sounded like someone else.
You are a human with a fox spirit inside you. But Kira and the other one are kitsune. The lichen weakens our connection but for them them it weakens them and causes them to lose control of their power. Like how wolfsbane can cause a werewolf to lose control.
How can we help them?
They will be fine. Lichen isn't lethal to us. Just makes us lose control. But the real question you should be asking is who did this?
Let's see if we can find out.
I moved down to the yacht and jumped off the pillar and back on board. I didn't even bother to try and make the aura go away, I was too juiced up. I felt like I finally had something delicious to eat after having nothing but shitty gluten-free food.
I walked over to Scott and Kira, everyone gave me a wide berth. Danny was on his phone and talking to someone.
"She will be fine. The lichen will ware off eventually," I said.
Danny put his phone away. "If we feed her, her element than she should recover just like Stiles. Same with Raj."
Jackson glared at Raj who was still smoldering. No doubt pissed that there was now a human shaped burn mark on his dad's yacht. But he wisely kept his mouth shut.
The alpha wereshark walked forward, still in her shifted form. Unlike the others who had solid black eyes she had silver eyes with black pupils. "Whittemore, I assume you have a generator?"
"Yes. I'll go grab it. But what about Raj?"
"Mele, I called Nani. She said Kira and Raj will be fine. Once their powers return to normal they can be moved."
"Why is there wolf lichen in the punch in the first place?" Scott asked.
"Someone had to have put it there. They were targeting the kitsune," Lydia said. "It doesn't effect werewolves or weresharks at all."
"Lydia's right, it might make werewolves a little sick but it is far from lethal," Danny said.
Jackson looked around, glaring at the crowed. "Okay, who thought they would be funny and try and poison the foxes?"
No one said anything. I knew no one here was the culprit. I knew exactly who did it. I walked over to the punch bowl and grabbed the scoop and put it in the bowl. I moved it around and felt something at the bottom.
I used the scoop to pull out what I found. It was a silver arrowhead with a symbol I recognized all to well. The symbol of the Argent clan.
Allison.
I stood in the ocean water up to my knees. My shoes were back on the beach. It was past midnight, I should be at Scott's but I had snuck out. Isaac and the pack were on there way.
After we got back to the mainland and Kira and the others were cared for I called Isaac. I told him what happened. Of what I found in the punch bowl and the wolf lichen.
I hadn't told anyone else. I know I should. But if the supernatural population find out there is a rogue Argent running around I fear what they may do to Allison. I know I should be more worried about what she is going to do to me. If she had known about there being more kitsune on the island she might not have poisoned the punch like that.
But how long has she been here? How did she find me?
"Stiles!"
I turned my head to see Danny walking down the beach and right for me. He looked angry and worried. He kicked off his sandles and came stomping into the water. "Where the hell have you been!"
Before I could answer he held up his hand. "Hold on, I need to call Scott. He is worried out of his mind!"
He reached into his pocket and dialed Scott's number. He told Scott he had found me and I felt a shot of guilt hit me. I hadn't told Scott or his parents I was leaving. I knew they wouldn't let me be alone after what happened but I wasn't comfortable being around my werewolf best friend when there was a werewolf hunter after me.
Danny told Scott he was going to take me to his house since it was closer and he would call him when we got there. He put his cell back in his pocket and glared at me. "Well?" he asked, "care to explain why you frightened us all to death?"
"How did you find me?" I asked.
"Your cell. I am a hacker remember. It was easy for me to use your GPS."
I had put my phone on silent. I wasn't dumb enough to go out by myself without my cell. No doubt there would be a ton of texts and missed calls from Scott.
He grabbed me by the shoulders and gave me a little shake. "Seriously Stiles. What were you thinking?"
"I can't put Scott in danger."
"Wait...you know who did it don't you?"
I reached into my pocket and showed him the arrowhead. "It was Alison. This is a symbol of her family. She knows I am a kitsune. But she doesn't know about the others around here. If she did she wouldn't have poisoned the punch."
"Didn't you say she attacked Derek's pack?"
"Well, I hope she was just trying to kill me and not kill a bunch of other innocent people. I called Isaac. He is coming down with his pack and Allison's dad Chris. Guess he has a private plane for business trips. It will be easier to keep Isaac in check without other humans being around."
"My God Stiles why didn't you tell us?" he asked. He took the arrowhead from me and examined it. He put it in his pocket and grabbed my hand and began to pull me back to the beach. "Come on. We're going back to my place."
I tried to yank my hand from his grip. "Danny no, I won't put you or anyone else in danger. This is between us!"
The water shot up between us, hitting his hand with just enough force to make him let me go. He looked at me with realization. "You want her to find you, don't you?"
I looked down at the water at my ankles. I was still charged from earlier. But being out here in the waves helped keep me calm and focused.
"You don't get it Danny," I told him.
He grabbed took my chin in his hand and made me look at him. "Then help me understand Stiles because I am about one minute from calling Scott and having him help me lock you up so you don't get yourself killed."
"I killed her mom Danny. I didn't bite her but if it wasn't for me Derek wouldn't have bit her and she wouldn't have killed herself. I took her mother from her, yeah Victoria was a crazy bitch but I know what it is like to lose a mother. When I lost mine it left a hole in my life that is still there. I did the same to her. I took her mom and now she is lashing out."
"That is not your fault or your problem. Her mom tried to kill Isaac, you were trying to protect him. I'm not going to let you make a martyr out of yourself Stiles!"
"Why do you care so damn much!?" I yelled.
He grabbed me by the face and smashed our lips together. The water began to rise until it was to our thighs. Danny pulled back and I stared at him in surprise. "Why do you think you idiot." he took my hand and began to lead me to the shore. "Now lets get back to my place before you bring the tide in."
"Okay," I said.
Danny
The second we got in my room I pushed Stiles onto my bed. I had called Scott to tell him we got to my place safe and convinced him not to come over. I needed some alone time with Stiles. I know I should be thinking about other things than sex. But sex has always been my comfort. Probably why I had so many shitty boyfriends.
Tonight had been hectic and nerve wrecking. First seeing Stiles poisoned, then him emerging from the ocean like some god of old, then him running off and me worrying that he might be hurt or injured or had been kidnapped by some lunatic.
So I was in some serious need of kiss, groping and cuddles.
I climbed onto the bed and pinned Stiles arms above his head and began to kiss him. He moaned into my mouth and his tongue wrestled with mine for control. Normally I enjoyed letting my lover take control but tonight I was in the mood to lead.
"Danny," he moaned into my mouth.
I moved from his lips to the side of his mouth and down his neck. He took a deep breath when I found a spot on his throat and I knew I found a sensitive spot. I ran my tongue over that spot, enjoying the sounds it illicited from him.
"You were beautiful tonight," I told him, "seeing you with your aura shining like a beacon and the ocean at your beck and call. You know the weresharks are wary of you now. You made an impression on them. And trust me, they do not impress very easily."
"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" he asked, "because they scare the hell out of me."
"It means they see you as more than just a random kitsune. It means they will be a little more wary of you. But they won't hurt you, unless you provoke them."
Stiles rolled us around and took off his shirt. I marveled at the pale skin, dotted with moles. He may look scrawny but he actually had some good abbs, no doubt from playing lacrosse.
He bent down to kiss me again and I cupped his plump bottom in my hands. Fuck he has a nice ass!
Stiles pulled back, his face flushed and his lips puffy. "I am a virgin."
"What?"
I was expecting a lot of things. For him to say something sexy, or sprout the usual nonsensical stuff that comes pouring out of his mouth. But that was not what I was expecting.
He looked shy all of a sudden. "I-I never had sex. I mean, it's not like I had a lot of people wanting to hit this or even date me."
"People in your town must have ridiculously high standards if no one wanted to date you," I said.
He smiled. "Guess I am just attractive to gay guys."
I returned the smile. "You're attractive period."
Several minutes later we were both naked. I had my hand gently wrapped around his neck and was staring into his eyes, our foreheads touched and my fingers were currently working in and out of his hole. Slathering it up with lube and getting him ready for sex.
Every time he gasped I would kiss his lips, drinking in his pleasure like a sweet wine. I enjoyed pleasuring him, bring him such joy and making his body twitch in such a sinful way was a true delight. It still blows my mind no one tried to take him to bed.
Stiles was beautiful, maybe not in the way Jackson was with his supermodel looks or even Scott who had a very expressive face and a very good physique. Stiles was of a slim build with big, brown doe eyes and a wide smile. But there was a sweetness to him that most people didn't appreciate.
His peers back in Beacon Hills may not give him the time of day, but I was going to send him back deflowered and a man.
I pulled my fingers out and sat up to look at him. He whined and tried to pull me back down, wiggling his hips as he felt the sudden emptiness in his hole. His body was flushed, sweat had formed on his chest and face.
"Danny!" he whined.
"Fuck your so damn sexy right now!" I told him.
He smiled that goofy grin. "Really?"
"Oh yeah...Mmmm, I am going to enjoy this."
I settled between him, he spread his legs for me. "Just relax, this might hurt at first."
"First time always does right?" he asked.
I nuzzled his neck. "It always hurts a little. Practice makes perfect."
I eased his cheeks apart and gently pushed into him. He let out a deep breath as my head breached him I gave him a moment to adjust to the intrusion. I kissed him gently, telling him how he felt like silk around my cock. Then I began to push deeper into him once I was fully inside him I gave him a moment to adjust to me.
I remember my first time. We had both been over eager. Hadn't used enough prep or lube. Thankfully he hadn't lasted very long being a virgin and all. I didn't want Stiles to feel what I had felt, burning pain, disappointment and shame.
I would make sure he felt nothing but pleasure, joy and utter satisfaction.
I was about to ask him if he was okay when he suddenly wrapped his legs around my waist, digging his heels into my lower back, forcing me to push deeper into him and causing both of us to groan.
His eyes were glowing orange. As he began to speak his body began to glow with a familiar blue glow and I could smell the ocean in the room.
"Take me Danny, I'm so ripe and needy for you!"
I felt his tails brushing my skin, like someone had taken a feather and was running it over my skin. The bed began to rock as I moved my hips, the head bored began to bang into the wall. Stiles squirmed and his tails wrapped around my body.
I could feel them, but there was no physical force in their grip. They were just a manifestation of his aura. Or rather of the kitsune inside him. I had forgotten that there was another being inside Stiles. More than likely he was enjoying the show. But I was too far lost in Stiles to care about the fox inside him.
"Danny, I can last longer! I'm sorry!" Stiles cried out, clawing at my back.
"Let go Stiles, just let it all go!" I told him.
He cried out and his cock began to throb, ejecting streams of semen onto his chest and stomach. I didn't bother holding back. I was tired and seeing him orgasm made my dick throb with a terrible need. I pulled out and stroked my cock until I came, holding his hand with my left while my right hand stroked my rod.
I shot onto his stomach, our fluids mixed together and I sat on my knees, trying to catch my breath.
"Sorry I came so fast," Stiles said looking embarrassed.
"You're a virgin Stiles, I wasn't expecting you to be an Energizer Bunny."
He laughed. "That was amazing...we're going to do it again right?"
"Oh yes. But first we are going to go get a shower and then we are going to bed. It's been a long night."
Stiles
I opened my eyes to the sight of a single brown nipple. My head lay on Danny's naked chest and the sound of his heart beat was a sweet sound.
I sat up, I never thought watching someone sleep could be so relaxing. Albeit a little creepy. Then again I never thought I would have sex with the worlds sexiest man. Given the events of the last year I wondered if I was ever going to live long enough to have sex period.
I got out of bed, being careful not to wake Danny. Years of sneaking out of my house had made me a master of sneaking out without being-
"Ommph!
My foot caught the edge of the rug and I fell down.
"Stiles?" Danny said lifting his head up to look around with a confused expression.
"Sorry! I tripped!" I said, quickly jumping back up.
He yawned. "Come back to bed." He patted the spot where I had been sleeping and I was seriously tempted to go back to sleep, if just to feel his arms wrapped around me.
"Can't, Isaac and the others should be arriving some time today. And I need to talk to Scott about Allison."
He nodded. "K'ay. I am going to get a shower. Can you get the coffee started?"
I nodded. I watched as he got out of bed, nude and unashamed. His junk still a little hard and slapping against his thighs as he walked by me. He saw me looking and kissed me on the cheek as he walked by.
I heard him enter the bathroom and a moment later the shower came on. I made my way downstairs to get the coffee ready. Should I also make breakfast?
I was feeling a little hungry, and I was sure Danny would be too. But should I make him something to eat or is that something he is supposed to do?
I wish I could talk to Scott now, or Isaac. Someone, anyone who could tell me what to do!
It was stupid for me to feel like this. Nervous, anxious. Last night couldn't have gone better. I had sex, and it was amazing! But now I don't know what to do. I really like Danny and I feel like we have a real connection. But I will be gone soon and I don't want things to get too serious.
Despite Danny's promise we would keep things chill I doubt that will happen. Maybe last night was a mistake.
Any further thoughts were halted when I walked into the kitchen to discover we were not as alone as I thought. Allison sat at the kitchen table, her hands clasped in front of her, her expression neutral.
I froze, she stared at me, unblinkingly and I stared back. I waited for her to make some move. To pull out a knife or a crossbow she was keeping on her lap. I may be a kitsune but she was a Hunter and since there was no water for me to use to defend myself.
"Allison," I breathed.
"Stiles," she replied. A moment of tense silence passed before she spoke again. "Sit-she gestured to the chair across from her-we need to talk."
I slowly walked over to the table and sat down.
"How many people did I hurt last night?" she asked.
"Only two. But they're okay now," I replied.
She nodded. "I didn't know there were any kitsune here. I was just going to poison you then take you out. I was there on the yacht. Watching, waiting."
"I didn't see you there."
"It's amazing what a wig and some sunglasses can do. I admit I had my reservations about attacking you out in the water. But I have been watching you for weeks now and you were always surrounded by your friends. The lichen was supposed to make you weak and vulnerable."
"What was the point of the arrowhead?" I asked. "Seemed kind of dramatic."
"I wanted to kill you Stiles. But I also wanted to send a message to the shifters."
"What? That Argent's are remorseless killers?"
Her neutral gaze turned cold. "That Argent's are not to be fucked with. You ruined our reputation Stiles. You and Derek!"
"I am surprised you didn't go after him. Or maybe you couldn't stand the idea of having to go through Isaac to get to him."
She pointed a threatening finger at me. "Don't you dare bring him into this!"
"He's on his way with Derek and your father," I told her, "when I found the arrowhead in the bowl I called them."
"And did you tell your other friends about me?" I shook my head. This seemed to surprise her. "Why not?"
"Because the supernatural community here is more tight-knit than it is in Beacon Hills. After what you did I doubt they would show you much mercy."
She snorted. "Why would you care if they killed me?"
"Because believe it or not I don't want you to get hurt Allison!" I yelled.
"And what about my mother Stiles?" she asked. Her jaw tight and her eyes narrowed.
Where was that sweet girl from school? The one with the warm smile who could turn Isaac into a speechless mess with a single look. The girl who wanted to save lives and do the right thing. Who was willing to defy her family for love and was a total bad ass.
But now she was so angry and...broken.
"Your mother tried to kill Isaac Allison. She was going to let him die in a room filled with vaporized smoke! For Gods sake she tasered our principle to put your grandfather in his place!"
"So you thought you would play executioner!"
I slammed my hand on the table. She jumped in surprise. "I didn't kill her! I didn't mean for Derek to bite her Allison! I still have nightmares about that night! And you can't blame Derek!"
"The hell I can't, that bastard knew what would happen!" she screamed.
"Your family declared war on the werewolves! Yeah, Derek knew what was going to happen but your mother chose to die Allison, she chose a stupid death over you!"
Allison stood up, hands tight by her sides and shaking. I stayed seated. I felt bad for my harsh words but this was what she needed to hear.
"Kate murdered the Hales and Peter killed her and Gerard manipulated all of us to save his own ass! Even you! He didn't care if you or your dad lived or died as long as he got the bite! And now hear you are trying to kill me and hurting other people in the process. Typical Argent hypocrisy, you claim to be the good guys. The great defenders of mankind but you're just as bad as Peter!"
She stomped over to me, grabbing me by my shirt and slamming me onto the table. "Say that again, I fucking dare you!"
"It's the truth Allison! Gerard is gone, so is Peter and Kate and your mother! You want to kill me well go on ahead. Kill me! It won't bring her back. It won't end the pain. Kill me. Then kill Derek. Hell kill his whole pack and while you're at it just go ahead and start killing everything with claws. To hell with the code right!"
She let out a terrible scream and brought her fist down right next to my face. I felt something wet hit my face and realized they were tears, her tears.
She broke down crying and she fell to her knees, letting go of me. I got off the table and got on the floor, wrapping my arms around her and letting her cry.
"I'm tired of feeling like this, angry at you, at Derek, at Gerard and Kate and my mom. I just want to be a stupid high school girl again. I wish I had never found out about werewolves."
"I know."
"I thought if I killed you it would go away. That I would feel better. But when I saw those people convulsing I felt nothing but disgust. I wanted to make you pay so bad I put innocent people at risk."
"They're okay. It will take a couple days for it to wear off but they'll be better."
"Why didn't it affect you like it did them?"
"They are true kitsune. I only have one living inside me. It happened the night Isaac's dad tried to drown me. Turns out the Lahey's had a fox spirit hiding in their pool. Only in Beacon Hills right."
"You said Isaac and my dad are coming right?"
I nodded. "Yeah."
"He hates planes. He told me he hates the idea of being in one."
"Yeah, your dad is using his private jet. How did you find me?"
She gave me an incredulous look. "Stiles, you posted it all over social media. Twitter, Facebook, Tumblr, Instagram, you even posted a video on Youtube."
I felt heat creep up my neck. "Oh yeah...forgot about that."
"Is it safe to come out now?" Danny peeked his head around the corner, a baseball bat held in his hand.
"How long have you been there?" I asked.
"About the time she slammed you onto the table. Oh, I sent a quick text to Jackson and knowing him-"
Just then the sound of wood splintering and two angry howls filled the house. Allison and I quickly got up. Jackson and Scott came barreling into the kitchen, fangs dripping and claws out. Eyes shined blue and yellow.
"You're the one who ruined my party!" Jackson roared.
I rolled my eyes. Of course Jackson would focus on that first.
"Get away form him!" Scott yelled.
"Guys chill!" I said walking forward keeping my hands out. "We talked and things are good."
"Stiles she is a Hunter, she poisoned Kira!" Scott argued.
"She was trying to poison me!"
"And that makes it better!" he yelled.
"Everyone chill!" Danny said coming to stand by me. "Look I head their talk. Allison and Stiles just needed to hash some stuff out and things are cool now."
"You texted me 'Help, crazy Hunter bitch about to kill Stiles'," Jackson said. He pulled out his cell to show us the screen.
"The talk got...passionate," Danny said with a blush.
Later that night I looked out the glass doors leading out to the back of the McCall's yard. Allison and Isaac were talking to one another. I couldn't hear what they were saying, Isaac was holding her hands. She leaned into him and he wrapped his arms around her waist.
Chris was watching them, leaning against the wall and looking both relieved and happy. Derek was mirroring Chris. Keeping an eye on both father and daughter. Jackson was talking to Danny, scowling at Derek. When the trio had arrived Jackson tried to act all big and bad like he was the alpha of Hawaii.
Until Derek flashed his red eyes at him and Jackson was baring his throat whimpering like a little puppy. It had been great to watch.
Erica and Boyd weren't here. They had been unable to leave with Derek. No way could they explain to their parents for a sudden and unexplained trip to Hawaii. And as much as Derek hated to leave them behind he didn't want to leave Beacon Hills unprotected.
Scott came over to sit next to me. "So you and Danny huh?"
I blushed. "It was a very emotional night. How is Kira?"
Scott smiled. "Better. Her mom had some herbs to help her recover."
"Sorry to drag you and everyone in my mess," I said.
He placed his hand on my shoulder. "Stiles you're my brother. I'm just glad you and Allison managed to patch things up."
"Looks like she and Isaac are back together," I commented, seeing the two of them sucking face.
Chris was looking stony-faced and averted his gaze. Derek was smirking as if to say "That's my beta!"
"Derek says he and Isaac might stay for the rest of my stay here. I think you and Jackson could learn a thing or two from him." I ignored the low growl that came from Jackson's direction. "I know he can be a bit of a sourwolf but he means well." another growl. This time from Derek's direction.
"Yeah, I have heard tales about his family. The Hales are supposed to be like one of the oldest and most respected werewolf families in the world. It would be nice to learn some new tricks."
Derek walked over to us, his usual scowl on his face. "I have already been in contact with the local supernatural leaders. They are happy to have me and Isaac. Allison and Chris...I vouched for them both. But were going to have to have a talk about what she did. She tried to kill you and poisoned two other people in the process."
"I can vouch for her as well," Danny said.
"Why?" Jackson asked.
"Because she is just a girl who was hurt by people, she loved and she needs help. Besides, if she really wanted to kill Stiles I think she would have put in more effort."
"Thank you. I know she has caused some trouble," Chris said, his voice sounding both grateful and tired.
Isaac and Allison walked in. They were holding hands. I gave him a small smile which he returned. "I want to apologize to you all again," Allison said. "I didn't mean to hurt your friends. I let my anger control me like it did my aunt and I...I hope you can all forgive me."
Scott stood up and walked over to her and gave her a hug. Allison seemed stunned at his display of affection. "Stiles told us all about what happened with your family. That could mess anyone up." he pulled back and gave her his infamous puppy dog eyes and crooked smile.
Allison smiled back, and they spent a rather awkward moment just smiling. Eventually Isaac raised a brow, looking between the two of them.
"So, yeah nice to finally meet you Scott," Isaac said trying to subtly insert himself between the two of them.
Just then there was a knock on the door. "I'll go get it. I think I know who it is," Danny said.
Chris and Isaac stood next to Allison and Derek stood besides Isaac. Noshiko walked in with an elderly woman with a wooden cane. Noshiko looked murderous. She had her usual cool mask but her eyes were filled with a quit rage. Mele the alpha wereshark was with them. Her eyes narrowed when she saw Isaac and Derek.
The other woman looked much more welcoming and had a smile on her face. "Aloha," she greeted them. "I wish this was a more pleasant get together but I fear-"
"You poisoned my daughter!" Noshiko spat, fixing Allision with such a glare that I thought lightning would shoot from her eyes and turn Allison into a pile of dust (but Kira was the thunder kitsune in the family).
"And we have a couple of werewolves here as well," Mele said keeping her eyes on Derek and Isaac.
The whole room erupted in chaos. Mele was yelling at Derek for not alerting the local Hawaiian leaders he was coming with his beta. Derek yelled back he didn't have a lot of time. Isaac was yelling at Noshiko to leave Allison alone while Noshiko was going on about how she would summon a group of oni to hack Allison and her father to pieces.
Scott was trying to pacify both Noshiko and Mele. Always trying to play the pacifier. Jackson was having a stand-off with Chris who had tried to move towards Noshiko when she started talking about the oni (whatever the hell those were) it was clear whose side Jackson was in all this.
Danny was standing behind the old woman looking lost but the old woman looked calm if a little annoyed. She raised her cane and struck the ground. The whole house shook as if hit by a tremor.
"Enough!" she yelled. Everyone stopped their yelling and stared at her in shock. "Mele, Noshiko. I understand you are upset. But we must talk about this in a civilized way."
Noshiko and Mele looked like they wanted to argue but kept silent. To get an alpha wereshark and a nine-hundred-year-old kitsune to quiet down this woman was either really influential or was very powerful.
She turned her gaze to Chris and Allison. "Danny has informed us you are the cause of last nights incident Ms. Argent."
"I am...I was trying to get to Stiles, and I never meant to hurt anyone."
"Besides me," I said.
Isaac, Chris and Derek all shot me a look that said "Shut up Stiles!"
I stood up and addressed the trio. "This is all my fault. A lot of bad things happened between me and Allison and we never got to properly hash things out. But we talked this morning, and we worked things out."
"This Hunter- Mele said the word Hunter like it was a curse- is a friend of yours?"
I nodded.
"If she is what you consider a friend than I shudder to think of what your enemies must be like," Noshiko said.
"My daughter was manipulated by my father. He got into her head and-"
"We are well aware of the depths of Gerard Argents depravity," Noshiko interrupted him, "your patriarch tried causing trouble here a long time ago. But he found the shifters who live here are not as complacent as believed."
Mele let out a laughed and began to pick at her teeth. "Took me days to get that self-righteous taste out of my mouth from all the Argent men I ate."
"Nani, I heard her speak with Stiles. I am willing to take responsibility for her," Danny said.
"Don't be dumb Danny, Argent's are not the noble warriors they once were," Mele said.
"Nani we can't let her go unpunished. Regardless of her reasons two innocent people were caught in the crossfire. Thankfully they will recover!"
Nani looked at Noshiko. "What happened with Kira and Raj was unfortunate. But this girl has surrendered herself to us. I seem to recall her grandfather fled from Hawaii leaving his men behind as bait. As acting head representative I say we keep the Argent's and our lupine guests under watch."
"Close watch," Mele interjected giving the Argent's a silver eyed glare.
"We will discuss this more with the others. I will recommend leniency. Like you said Mele, the Argent's were once noble warriors. Perhaps this is the moment when they return to their roots." she turned to Derek and smiled. "Perhaps you would like to take this time to teach Scott and Jackson a few things. Their alpha was not worth much but perhaps the son of Talia can show them the way."
"You knew my mother?" Derek asked sounding surprised.
Nani chuckled. "Everyone knew your mother."
The three of them left, but not before Noshiko reminded the Argent's not to even think about leaving the island. At least until the leaders had their discussion and decided their fates. I already knew what Noshiko and Mele would vote for. Scott was confident Kira could convince her mom to spare Allison.
Kira was a lot like Scott in many ways. Sweet, caring and forgiving.
"So who was that Nani woman?" I asked Danny.
"Her people lived on the islands long before any human sat foot here. She may be old but trust me, I would bet she could beat Derek here at an arm-wrestling match."
Hard to believe someone so old and frail could do anything so impossible. But as I have learned in the last few years appearances can be deceiving.
Things were looking up. I had learned more about my powers and what I was Allison finally returned to us, though her road to recovery would take more time before she returned to some semblance of her old self, she had Isaac, her father and even me.
And I had Danny, for now at least. That was all that mattered.
Danny
Weeks later
Stiles and I sat together on the beach towel, his head rested on my shoulder. It was a full moon, and the monster were out to play.
All the shifters had their monster faces out. We were out at a secluded part of the beach so we didn't have to worry about people seeing us. The kitsune were showing off, their auras glowing in the dark. The were sharks were going back and forth into the water and even a few menhune had showed up for the party.
Kira was showing Allison some tricks with a sword. She forgave Allison just as we all predicted she would. Allison, Lydia and her were quickly becoming best friends. Allison had been showing the other two some Hunter moves. Like how to escape from being tied a chair in less than a minute.
The council had decided to show her mercy. With so many people siding with her and the fact she personally apologized to Kira and Raj as well as their families earned her a mere warning. Though I think they were more shocked that a Huntress was willing to apologize to a none-human being.
Isaac and Derek were wrestling with Scott and Jackson. My friends got cocky. They thought they could take on the two of the Beacon wolves but Derek had Scott on the ground by the throat before Scott could even land a blow. Isaac and Jackson took a little longer but in the end Isaac won, though Jackson gave him some nasty cuts (Which quickly healed) Isaac was newer to being a werewolf but he had an alpha to teach him how to fight and Derek was a fighter, the was for damn sure.
"Oh look the merfolk are here," I said pointing out to the ocean where dozens of heads began to bob out of the surface of the water.
"Mermaids? MERMAIDS?" Stiles sat up to peer out into the ocean. "You're telling mermaids are real?"
"Merfolk," I corrected. Mermaids are the females and mermen are...well obviously you know. Word of advice, don't go calling them sirens-"
"Because sirens are females with birdlike characteristics who use their voices to sing sailors to their doom." he grinned at the surprised look on my face. "Come on dude, when I found out about the supernatural I did a ton of research."
I grinned. "Not many people know the difference between a mermaid and a siren. Over the centuries the two became interconnected. The merfolk can be just as friendly as any other shifter. Though the pods from the from the Northern territories tend to be more aggressive and wicked."
"Can they grow legs or do they need a sea-witch to make a deal with?" he asked.
I chuckled. "They can take human form. But it all depends on the phase of the moon. Like with werewolves their magic is strongest on the night of a full moon."
We watched as groups of merfolk came out of the water, they looked like normal people except for the fact they were naked. Mele and some of her people went to greet them. The weresharks had been allied with the merfolk around these parts for a long time.
The older, more powerful ones lived on the islands. Acting as ambassadors for their kind and those who lived on land. Also learning all they could about humans and their culture and then teaching it to the next generation when their time on land ended.
"I'm going to miss this," Stiles said with a sigh. "And I am going to miss you to."
I kissed the side of his face. "I am going to miss you too. Listen. I know we're going to be hundreds of miles from one another. But I want to keep this going."
"Keep what going?"
"This...us. Stiles I know we were going to keep this casual but, I really like you. You're the best decision I ever made. You're actually good for me. You don't make me feel bad or stupid and you don't cheat. You're smart and loyal and you make me laugh."
He was quiet for a moment. "I..I want that too. But we'll be so far apart and I don't want you to put your love life on hold for me."
I snorted. "Trust me Stiles, my love life wasn't much to speak of. I always went for shallow and conceited guys. You've been more loyal and good to me than anyone else."
He smiled. "Hey, I waited this long to meet someone amazing. It's going to suck going back though. Boyd called Derek and said someone left an odd symbol on the door of his old home. Derek didn't say what it means but I know him well enough to know when he is keeping something from us."
"Can't be too bad if he doesn't feel like you should know."
He rolled his eyes. "Trust me, if anyone knows how to keep shit secret it is Derek."
We held hands and spent the rest of the night watching the party. I looked over to Scott who gave me a small wink. We both wanted to tell Stiles the news.
Scott's dad had dropped the news to his wife and son yesterday that he requested a transfer back to California. Scott and his mom would be moving back into their old home. My parents were going to be moving up there as well. I convinced them (with a little help from Nani who may have told a few white lies) that if I was going to complete my training as a kahuna it had to be in Beacon where there was a dormant nemeton.
Jackson was going to come with us, no way was he letting his best friend leave without him. Plus the training Derek has been giving Scott and him has been great. Having an alpha around has really helped them learn better control.
Lydia's parents were getting a divorce and her mom decided to go back to Beacon Hills where they still had some family living. Kira and her clan were heading that way to. Ken applied for a teaching job but I get the feeling it was more Noshiko's decision (she does seem to wear the pants in that relationship) but I wonder if it has something to do with what Hyeon had said to her about Oakcreek.
It seemed like destiny, like we were all meant to go there. I wasn't one to be much of a believe in fate. Ironic seeing how I have spent most of my life surrounded by the supernatural. But times like this I can't help but wonder if some people are fated to find one another.
If Scott had never moved here I never would have met Stiles. I would probably be hooking back up with Kai or some other asshole. But instead I now have someone perfect just for me.
When Stiles goes back home he will have us all following him. Isaac and the Argent's would be taking the private plane back. He did alright on the trip over but no way would he be able to handle himself on something more crowded.
I don't know what things await for us back in Beacon Hills. But I am sure with all of us working together we can handle it.
After all, what can stand against an ocean kitsune and a kahuna?
Fusedtwilight: Sorry if the scene between Danny and Stiles was kind of short. Stiles was a virgin and I know he is a kitsune and all but I think he wouldn't last long.
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