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Stiles is a druid, a little different than most, but a druid nonetheless.
Some druids are stronger than others or have special abilities, which for many may seem surprising since most are not capable of great feats just by channeling part of the magic of sacrifices and using them according to their will, but what many don't know is that all myths about witches or sorceresses are actually about druids who stood out from the rest and, in order not to be associated with druids, received other names.
Stiles is only 28 years old and is already considered one of the 10 strongest druids of the century, but until then he is just an apprentice, after all, the more power the longer it takes to control it, he was sheltered by the druids almost a decade ago after being freed from the nogitsune by them and has been with them ever since.
They cared for him and trained him, they knew he was powerful and that he was unaware of his true power beyond the possible unpredictable consequences of possessing the nogitsune for so long and surviving.
That's why they kept him around, unexpectedly despite everything that happened Stiles still has a happy and lighthearted nature to live with, aside from the fact that the hyperactive boy can be very annoying and hyperactive but nothing to really worry about.
But that doesn't mean the Nogitsune didn't leave scars, they are there, he was possessed for a long time and wherever he goes darkness will follow him, with time and the help of other magical and supernatural beings they were sure that his body and soul were permanently corrupted by the darkness, but Stiles was okay with that.
According to werewolves, he smells like magic, which makes him a great negotiator because many druids are looked down upon, as well as his vast knowledge because they don't have much power beyond their herbs, and the smell of Stiles demonstrating or not showing power has always made werewolves , chimeras and many others thought twice before being offensive to anyone around Stiles, and this was very well taken advantage of by the druids and hunters around him.
Stiles has been taken to different places around the world over the last decade, and as he learned to help in some way and observe the methods in which the druids formed agreements with the supernatural and the human world acting as their mediators he also began to do this as well. in your own way.
Unexpectedly, the distrust of those he encountered decreased, after all, druids are considered deceivers, always thinking about the balance between the natural and supernatural world, not caring about the consequences or what had to be done, in addition to being a walking enigma and Stiles is not none of that, besides helping in a much more practical way.
He has met and helped many people who have said that the doors will always be open to them, Deaton has witnessed many of these times in surprise, after all negotiations have always been one of the most delicate aspects of his work and supernatural beings have never trusted him, but he knows that this invitation it was only meant for Stiles or them, as long as Stiles was on his side.
Stiles has a youthful appearance and pale skin, for many considered lifeless, very similar to that of a vampire, one of the post-nogitsune effects was physical damage or rather changes, his body functions similarly to the nogitsune in some aspects, He had already asked other members about it and done his own research, but they couldn't do anything about it, Stiles' aura is permanently embraced by the shadows and his body will always have these scars, which in Stiles' opinion isn't so bad after a few years of assimilating everything, staying young longer, he doesn't care much about being pale, among other things, it's better than a lot of scars that other druids had, but part of him knows that it's not just that, it's not just on the outside that he's different, but he's chosen to ignore and hide his true abilities whenever possible to avoid being the center of attention or being seen in a bad way. bad, and he had been through this too many times in the past.
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Stiles has always loved reading and discovering new things since he was little, with the books that the druids gave him it would be no different, he spent many hours of his days discovering more about the different supernatural beings in different bestiaries, which is very useful when they have to stop one.
Stiles always thought that between how werewolves have various known powers such as healing, superhuman strength, partial transformation and some in particular could transform into a huge wolf, but they also had the most unknown abilities, age more slowly and can live considerably longer. than a human, he has more stamina, the magical ability to create packs and have a connection that was beyond his understanding, he liked this, discovering the unknown powers of the supernatural and their peculiarities.
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Stiles was taking one of his advanced nursing classes when he received a letter saying he was going on a new mission, but this time alone, he jumped out of his chair almost falling over in surprise and looked for Deaton to find out more.
Deaton told him that he was assigned to go to Eichen House, USA, California, Beacon Hills, no details for now but Stiles knew about the place, there were the most dangerous werewolves in the United States, he should have been scared, but he was excited, Deaton said this would be his first mission as an official druid and not just an assistant.
- “I just didn’t want to have to go to the United States, France is much better, what if someone needs me?” - Stiles said completely exaggerating, he is excited but wants to try to get some information from Deaton about what this mission that they kept secret will be about
- “France will be fine without your services Stiles, you are needed elsewhere. I will accompany you there to get you to safety” - which Stiles knew meant no detours along the way. Yes, Stiles likes to travel, no. It's your fault that the Druid council looks like a bunch of monks
- "Besides, I thought you'd be excited about your first solo mission and wouldn't mind" - Deaton said with a look that Stiles could only describe as smugness
- “I'm excited, but I thought it would be a normal mission, a few weeks at most, but indefinite? I know it means finishing the job or staying there forever and you don't even want to tell me what I'm going to do there.”
- “orders are orders Stiles, it wouldn’t go over well with the council if you decided to ignore them at the first opportunity” - Stiles groaned in frustration, cringing, he knows how severe they could be - a change of scenery will be good for you , plus you’ll be able to take a break from vampires”
- “vampires? I don't know what you're talking about” - Stiles smiled innocently, but Deaton knows him well and knows that Stiles is many things, innocent is not one of them
- “Stiles…” - Deaton looked at him sternly, he became his mysterious and enigmatic second father - “I know... they're so fun”
- “dangerous, the word is dangerous.”
- “they throw the best parties" - Stiles smiled mischievously and Deaton just ignored him
- “look at the bright side of this trip”
- “ have a good side?” - he looked at the older one sideways - “as well as finally being considered a responsible enough druid to not need a babysitter, which is about time”
-” everything has a good side, Eichen House is very close to a forest as I suspect you already know” - Stiles’ look always gave him away and the emotion clearly passed in his eyes - “and you can train your earth powers , and any other powers you wish. Plus, as we know, being your first mission alone will make everything official, complete autonomy from now on” - Stiles looked at him suspiciously, he should celebrate
- “Any kind? No rules?”
- “as long as you do your job and keep yourself under control without hurting anyone, then yes” - Deaton smiled sympathetically at the pale druid who became a little happier
- “so... first mission alone? Are you going to be okay without me, old man?”
- “I'm only 54 Stiles, of course I'll be fine, any other questions? Preferably an important one”
-”so... the Nemeton stays there, doesn’t it?” - Stiles looked at him with an anguished expression.
- “you already know the answer…”
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When they arrived in the United States he received a folder from Deaton.
-" what is that?" - Deaton had given him 3 different and extensive folders
-”information about your mission” - Stiles opened it, there were files on werewolves, 3 alphas that apparently are very dangerous, all out of control and with a horrible past worthy of a movie, whatever the objective of their mission is something dangerous, but Stiles always liked a challenge.
Alphas do not have a long-term history, only their records from the moment they committed their crimes, in addition to not having their names registered.
Upon arriving in Beacon Hills they soon approached the huge building that from the outside looks a lot like a prison, the energy that radiates from there is very strong and oppressive stopping Stiles abruptly paralyzed with the massive release of negative emotions hitting him and feeling his magic vibrate throughout your body.
- Stiles, are you okay? - Stiles' muscles tense up every second
- “don’t you feel it?” - Stiles looked at the building
- "what?"
-” This murderous energy, this sadness, this fear, is everywhere...’. - Alan sighed defeated, approaching the boy
- “I didn't expect you to understand everything so quickly, but I think that's why you're here, your instincts are very good, they're natural, I don't feel anything, but I know it's dangerous here because it's not my first visit
- “dangerous, great…” - Stiles took a deep breath, he doesn't know what's worse, the fear he feels or how his body is relaxing, absorbing this chaos around him as if it were energy