First Encounters [Multi-Fandom]

Stiles & Skye

Drama came and went with the two packs always working together, and as Scott rose to alpha status, Derek fell to beta in order to save Cora's life. So with only one alpha, the Hale pack soon became the McCall pack. And it was around this time that superheros, x-gene positive beings and scientifically altered beings came out of the woodwork.

The world was split with their opinions about the supposedly superior beings, but when the McCall pack unanimously accepted the new beings, Stiles decided to come clean about himself. He told them of his ability; Showed them the way his eyes flashed/glowed silver and that the tips of his hair turned a silver-white when he was calling upon his power. The pack had been speechless, downright gaping at Stiles' transformation, until Cora and Erica both snorted- the ladies simultaneously calling Stiles Jack Frost. Half the pack seemed confused and then Stiles breathed a sigh of relief before laughing. Cora immediately pulled up a clip of Rise of the Guardians on her phone and since then, especially since Erica found Stiles a wooden staff that curved at the top exactly like Jack's and Deaton had it spelled to help Stiles with directing his powers, they called him Frost.

Over the years, they managed to keep Frost a secret and the few enemies who managed to find out, well.. they didn't exactly live long enough to tell anyone. So why is Stiles being kidnapped now when they haven't had any type of drama in the last month? Well, Stiles has no idea.

"Ugh," the female finally groans, knocking Stiles out of his thoughts. "What the.."

"You're awake. Good," Stiles cuts her off. "Mind telling me what's going on since you were here first?"

The girl slowly looks up with an unfocused gaze, hair pulled back into a ponytail and bangs hanging over her forehead. She looks to be a descendant of Chinese, though her American heritage is a bit more dominant, and now that Stiles assesses her she appears to be in her own tactical clothing. "Huh? Who're you?"

"Name's Stiles. Did they drug you? You're a bit.. slurry. Or did they kidnap a drunk girl? Oh God, they're really a big bag of dicks if they kidnapped you while inebriated."

"I'm not- I'm not," she shakes her head, frowning and gulping before briefly closing her eyes. Taking a calming breath, her eyes open once again. "They sedated me. Can't have me- can't have me in my right mind," she mumbles.

"Interesting," Stiles drawls, eyes squinting. "So I'm assuming you're gifted then? I mean, that's the only reason for sedation, right? To keep you from kicking their ass. But why sedate you and not me? I mean, I know why not me because no one really knows about me, but still. We're out in the middle of nowhere so you can scream yourself hoarse and no one will come. There's obviously no use in keeping you drugged unless you're enhanced and can kick their asses when you're in your right mind."

The girl blinks once, then twice. "You talk too much."

"It's part of my charm," he waggles his eyebrows. "So what're you in for? What'd you do? I'm not sure what I did to get on their radar. Hell, I don't even know who they are. Do you?"

"Yeah," she sighs, flinching as she readjusts her sitting position. Little by little, she's becoming more focused. "You a local or something? You said we're out in the middle of nowhere as if you know exactly where we are."

"Sure am," Stiles grins. "We're in an abandoned train station, actually. A friend of mine used to live here, so I'm pretty sure they'll find us soon."

"Yeah? And what makes you so sure?"

Stiles grins widens into a full blown smile. "Because werewolves tend to have an excellent sense of smell."

The girl scoffs and rolls her eyes, but Stiles doesn't let his smile waver. Instead, he waits until she realizes that he's a hundred percent being serious and when she does realize it, her eyes slowly widen. "You can't be- wait, who am I kidding?" She sighs again. "Aliens and monsters exist so why not werewolves?"