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    Another thing with time travel. It wasn’t a science, as mentioned. But it was a force, a means to react in the best and most probable way it knew. Just like Stiles’ magic wrapped around him and would react to situations before he even knew they were happening. Just like Derek and Scott would unknowingly understand an entire room before they even stepped in, their senses reaching out to assess without them even acknowledging the process. It was instinctual.

    So where Stiles threw himself? He had no clue. He could be in the 1400s in the middle of Antarctica for all he knew. Wherever time threw him it was what made the most sense, the way in which to best preserve itself and the balance of the universe.

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    Or: The one where everyone's already dead and gone and Stiles has run out of options. So what's the next course of action? Time Travel, of course! Jumping back in time blindly, trying to fix anything and everything he can, and hopefully wake up to a better future. None of it comes with a manual, though.

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    "There . . ." Stiles swallowed and looked down at the bottle in his grasp as he slowly swirled the amber liquid inside. "There's really nothing left. For me. Everyone is . . . gone, and it feels like I haven't thought of tomorrow in years." His words rang in the air like a gunshot, he took another heavy drink. "I would trade every last breath I take to just have another shot—not even a guarantee, just a chance to make things right and bring back even one of them."
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    The pack was gone. He had nothing left. He had no one. With nothing to lose, Stiles puts everything on the line to go back in time to try to prevent the future from becoming his past. Broken, guarded, and haunted by his past, only one overgrown-pup of a wolf seems able to get past his defenses. Changing the future? Easy. Finding a place for himself in the Hale Pack? Impossible.

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    Stiles hasn't been known as Stiles for the past six years. He's Mitch Rapp, a CIA assassin with 117 kills under his belt. When he gets a late night call from Scott, saying Derek has been taken, he's on the road back to Beacon Hills in less than ten minutes. He's going to get Derek back, even if that means adding a few more kills to his ledger.

     

    An American Assassin/Teen Wolf fusion. Rated E for violence which is canon typical for AA but might be considered extreme for TW. If you're familiar with the plot of AA, please be assured that no female or beloved TW characters have been fridged in the making of this fic and pairing.

    Translation into Portuguese available thanks to ImNotWhatIUsedToBe.

    Translation into Spanish available thanks to Ayann.

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    Happy serie <3

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    Stiles and Derek wake up in bed together with no memory of how they got there. Derek doesn't react well, but luckily Stiles knows how to deal with werewolves.
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    “What did you do to me?” The man snarled, his eyes still glowing blue and fangs on full display. He glanced down at himself, seemingly realizing that he was standing there stark naked. He reached over and grabbed a pillow, holding it with one clawed hand in front of his junk.

    “Nothing! Nothing I swear! What… what did you do to me?”

    “Me? You obviously used your magic on me! How else would my memory be gone?”

    “My… my magic? Dude, all that’s good for is creating wards and healing! I wouldn’t even have an idea how to wipe a werewolf’s memory!”

    The man scoffed, his eyebrows doing an impressive maneuver before settling in a scowl again, “But you know I’m a werewolf?”

    Stiles crossed his arms. “Alright, so my magic is good for wards and healing, and also my experience helps me to identify some supernatural folk. The fact that your eyes have been glowing since you woke up is a clue, by the way.” 

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