The final Were is hanging back in shadow, but it’s not so dark that Stiles can’t make out who it is. It’s Laura’s brother, Derek, looking as stony-faced as when Stiles had first met him during the wedding celebrations last year. He’d thought him a total bore until one thing led to another and he found himself in Derek’s bed. That Derek considered it a one time thing had been made abundantly clear when Stiles woke the next morning alone.
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While tracking a manticore across the border of their Kingdom, Stiles and other Knights of his order run into a group of Knights from Kanima also hunting the beast. Among their number is Derek Hale, a werewolf Stiles spent a memorable one night stand with a year ago. What should have been a peaceful hunt turns into a not-so-friendly rivalry, the reliving of a bitter memory, and Derek refusing to even acknowledge him. It will be a miracle if they can all cooperate long enough to actually do some monster slaying.
Sterek AU: Derek didn’t want to come on this trip with Lydia. He didn’t. But the man in the water is really close to convincing him otherwise. [For her part, Lydia just wanted a few weeks in the sun and some peace and quiet. She did not sign up for these idiots. Fuck her life.]
Whenever it seemed like the world was ending, Derek and Stiles would say: “We have each other. We’ll be okay.” But then the world as they knew it did end, and amidst the chaos and confusion, they somehow didn’t have each other anymore.
It had been countless months since then, and those who remained split into factions. Stiles joined The Runners – it was better than facing the new world alone. And yet, he heard rumors of a man without a faction. A renegade. They called him Omega. Said he had traveled across the country solo – that he managed to survive the droughts, escape the gangs, make it through the terror of it all.
theproblemwithstardust 