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The day had started normal enough and for once the pack decided they could relax, so of course that's when something big slams down on them, it started when one of the adults like John Stillinski, Milisa McCall disappeared out of nowhere, it wasn't as if they were taken (Stiles look in on it as soon as he found out), no it was like they just pooft right out of the world, like one second they were there the other not.
It got even worse when people in the pack started to disappear too. By a whole week the whole pack disappeared and some people outside and last whas Stiles.
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It’s not the first time he has been out cold and something or someone grabbed him, so the feeling of blinking awake with a headache was not unfamiliar, well not to Stiles at least. Letting out a soft groan and carefully lifts one hand to his forehead first to make sure he's not bleeding or has any lasting damage from everything going black. Feeling relief and confusion when nothing seems to be wrong other than the headache that's actually starting to disappear.
’Just like some friends of yours~’
’Shut up'
Exhaling and blinking slowly to wake his eyes, Stiles stands up carefully, checking at same time if he's tied up to something by exempel metal or leather, the memories of what Gerrard did to him still in the back of his mind.
Finally more aware of his surroundings, Stiles starts to look around the room to see if he can figure out where he is and where the others are. The brown haired male can see two things at once, one the ground he is standing on looks like water and leaves small circles when he moves but it's not wet, it doesn't leave him or his clothes dripping with water. Around him and the roof it’s like the whole galaxy but collected in one rum . There are also a lot of what looks like little planets floating around the room. They look almost like earth but some are different while others look almost like a kopia of the others.
Lifting one hand to poke on one of them and see what happens, but before he can a voice interrupts him.
”I would not do that if i were you” the voice says and Stiles flinches away almost as if burned, the voice is loud and soft at the same time as if someone is whispering in his head again but this time more calming than what he is used to.
Feeling the short hair at the back of his head tingle, Stiles turns around expecting to see some kind of monster he’s fought before come back to take revenge or some other weird creature.
Instead what he finds is a fox sitting calmly on the bottom of the room, well what looks like a fox at least. It's big, really big and Stiles can’t help but take a step back from it, taking a defensive stance at the same time.
Stiles hunches his shoulder in and straightens at the same time, furrows his brows and glares at the fox. Open his mouth to ask the question that has been on his mind since he woke up.
"Where are we? Who are you? And what are you?" Stiles asks with confidence he does not feel and clenches his hands in a tight grip while supply searching for a weppen close by if something goes sideways instead, if it turns out to be a foe instead of friendly .
The fox tilted its head a little, looking over how he stands so alike the werewolf around him and let’s the words sink in the silence for a bit before answering. The brown haired male tensing slightly more if that's even possible.
"Am not an it so I'd appreciate it if you do not call me that'' the fox answers without opening their mouth, but it doesn't appear as if Stiles angered them so that's a plus.
Letting out a sign when Stiles doesn't seem to relax before they start talking again.
"To answer your earlier question, we are in a place between reality and space. As-"
"Like a timefolder?" Stiles interrupts and flushes red slightly when the question comes out faster then he wanted to or intended to. Biting his lip and hopping he didn't offend the fox this time.
’Wouldn't be the first time~ ’
The fox only smiles fondly soft at him or what could be described as such and starts to stand up from their earlier sitting position.
”Yes. Timefolder is one word for it” this time walking forward to him, and holy shit they’re really tall, crosses Stiles mind as they walk around him before sitting down on his right side, head held high but he can see that they are looking at him from the corner of their eye, that diamond shape pupils looking at him. Strangely enough he doesn't feel afraid.
”I do not wish to harm you, you do not have to be afraid around here.”
”As for what I am and who I am, I'm a little saddened that you do not recognize me” lowering their head so Stiles can look more closely at them.
As Stiles glances at the fox again, he frowns a little. His earlier defense was long forgotten.
"We have met? Before'' Stiles asks, the corner of their mouth lifting slightly upwards what looks like a smile and nods softly. Stiles' mind starts to turn around everything and everyone he has met with a matching description, but ultimately coming up with none.
"Not officially no. But you have seen me more than you know" that answer is not what he expected but it’s a little clue to who they are.
"Not officially?" Stiles mumble’s mostly to himself, thinking harder than before.
'Maybe it's not a person but more of a place?' Thinking for a minute before it clicks.
"The Nemeton? You're the Nemeton." Stiles asks the second time louder than before. Trying to keep the curiosity in.
The fox lowers their head in soft nod and looks down at him again.
"How is that even possible? We thought the Nemeton was a tree, well a magic tree but still." Stiles asks out loud because, holy shit that means they were so wrong about it and it might be another reason why supernatural creatures are drawn to it.
The fox lowers one of their pointy ear knowing why stiles said we instead of them and trying not to show the displeasure.
"We thought it was evil, because of all the creaturse it.. er.. you draw in, well Deaton thought so and we didn't know any better."
Stiles continues to say and as soon as the man's name is said a snarl could be heard and both of the foxe’s ears lowers to the back of their head and lifts the corner of their mouth so some of the bigger fangs can be seen. Stiles jumps back at the same time wondering what he said to upset them when they suddenly stand up more tense then the calm aura from before.
This time when they talk mouth still not moving. Their voice is louder, sharper than before. The growl when they speak is no less terrifying. Walking around the space in front of Stiles fast, letting their paws touch the ground stronger and harder than before.
"Deaton is a fool and should not be taken seriously. Nor does he know about everything" slowing down and turning sharply back to their original place, fangs still showing, but stopping short when they see Stiles face. Stiles like them changde how he stands, now he stands more like the beginning defensiv, unsure and scared look even though he tries to hide it. Face falling, the last thing they wanted was for Stiles to fear them.
"My powers or the part where it connects to your earth is not evil, think of it more as a tool with its welder. If the intention of the welder is cruel and to destroy then that's what will happen, but in other kinder it can lead to healing and helping" They answer this time with the softer tone and walk camly back to sit beside the young male. Trying not to frighten him again, showing they mean no harm.
"Do you understand?" The fox asks, this time turning towards him.
Stiles hesitates but nods before relaxing slightly, before asking something else.
"If it's the welder that decides then why don't they or you have one?" This time asking instead of assuming.
Chuckling slightly the fox answers.
"I do, but it's not as easy as it sounds.” letting out a sign but stand up to start walking and mention with their head for Stiles to do the same. Stiles running slightly to catch up. Thinking for a moment before a dread starts to creep in and stops walking looking up at the fox
"... it's not Deaton is it?" Stiles asks now and judging by the look on the fox 's face of displeasure he is right.
"No, it is not, my welder is you, my dear kit" the fox answers with a softer tone this time looking at Stiles in the corner of their eye.
Stiles stumbles and would have fallen if it were not for the soft tug on his shirt to make him stand up again. More shocked of who it is then the name they called him.
"Me?! But that's not…how" Stiles asks, his voice cracking slightly in the end. Because as much as he would like the honour, that is not something that happens to him, he's not worthy of it, not after everything that has happened or the things he has done, the memories of the nogitsune flashing in the back of his mind.
’Yea they proply took the wrong person’
"It is possible, young one, it is why you are here after all" the fox answers. Setting a stop to whatever crosses the young male's mind just now.
'Why am I here?' Stiles thinks but stops abruptly when the fox comes to a soft stop in front of what looks to be a rundown door in front of them, with veins growing around it and up the door. Turning his head to the fox again with a question in mind. The fox smiles at him but mentions for him to stand in front of the door with a tip of their head.
"This is our stop, I'm afraid. Go through that door and you will find your friend’s and your’e family" the fox tells him and starts to turn around to walk the other way.
" wait! I have more questions that need answers!" Stiles shouts after them, before they go too far.
The fox stops and turns slightly to the side with that fond look from before.
"And they will be answered in time" before disappearing from view.
Stiles stands there for a few minutes, to check if they're coming back.
When it's clear they won't, Stiles bites his lips and pushes the door open and for the second time that day everything goes black.
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”STILES!!”
The first thing he notices is that the room is black like before, the second is the panicked voice of his father calling his name…His father! Snapping his eyes open he sees him, crunching down on his knees in front of his eyes.
”Dad..?” Stiles chokes out sofly, his throat scratchy and tears at the corners of his eyes. John immediately notices his son coming back to him, bringing the young male in a tight hug, Stiles collapsing into it.
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After reuniting with his father Stiles starts to look around where he is and who's here to, finding out that not only is it the pack that was taken or Mellisa or his dad.
The people outside of them, people who are both dead and have not been to Beacon Hills for a long time, are here too. Almost all of the Argents are here including Allison, her mother and Gearard. Peter and the Alpha pack is here. The puppy pack as Stiles so lovingly calls them (they don’t know) is here, Theo too, Boyd, Ericka, Derek and Cora also and of course Deaton. Much to Stiles suppraise.
”Allison?” The voice of Scott snaps him out of his own head. Glansing towerds were Scott has moved to wrap his arms around her, Allison hugging him in return before being pulled into a hug from her father. Her parents only nodded to each other.
”Can someone tell us what the hell is going on?” Kali's voice rings loud in the room. Stiles can see from the corner of his eye how both Boyd and Erica flincing and feel the urge to wrap both of them in his arms, God he's missed them.
Deucalion and the rest of his pack seems as tense as everyone else. Stiles also notices Deucalion don’t have his glasses on and his eyes looks better than the last time he saw him.
’He got his sight back?’ Taking that into account, some people reunite with each other while others start to look like a fight is gonna break out. Stiles looks around the room a little more.
The room reminded him of the size of a gym, the roof was far up and it was big from wall to wall. The floor was tilted down to where everyone stands with comfortable bio looking places to sit. Behind him is what looks like a very big TV that stretches from wall to wall and floor to roof. The room had the warm color mixed with the colder ones. There were designs of wolf, witches and other supernatural creatures littering the walls same as the door before vanes have started to take over the room. The perfect mix of nature and modern teknologi.
As everyone starts to calm down behind him the TV starts to light up with text.
John being the police officer of Beacon Hills yells at everyone to be quiet and look at the screen. And doesn't back down even when growls and snarls can be heard in the room.
Rolling his eyes Stiles looks back at the screen to see what it says.
”Welcome everyone to the center of the multiverse. I will tell you all why you are all here today but first, take seat wherever you want and no fighting or there will be consequences”
As grumbling could be heard across the room as everyone starts to take their own seat with the people they hate least.
”Thank you”
Some grunts and hums can be heard after that.
”Today you are all here to react to different universes of your own, some the same, others completely different.
But one thing is the same in every one of them and the reason you’re here.
Stiles Stilinski
You will all be reacting to the different choices he has made and will make in these universes, some of them you will find out have a few similarities to your own.
Sitt still and it will begin”
”We are going to react to the human? Seriously?" The voice of Miss Argent can be heard. Some noises of agrement can be heard across the room.
”Can we react to something interesting at least?” The voice of some of the pack can be heard. Stiles does not want to know who. Glancing up to where Derek and the rest of the Hales sits, considering they have been quiet this whole time. But under Peter's curious look and some angry glares his way he quickly looks back at the screen when new text starts. Completely missing the looks that crosses two werewolf.
”First universe:
Pick one that interest you”
As confused looks can be seen across everyone before a tablet can be seen floating in front John Stlinski and a pen appearing in his hand. Startling slightly before looking at the different names on the tablet, looking at his son for a moment and then clicking on the name that has capture his interest.
”univers #####
Starting in
1
2
3”
The screen starts to light up.