Save Them All: Stiles Stilinski's Rebirth

Morning comes, and I stretch myself awake as I can hear the water running. Dad must be getting ready for work again. Rolling out of the covers. I slowly sit up an stare at my room's ceiling for a few moments. Before I sleepily make my way to my feet and slowly take out something to wear from my wardrobe.

A couple of seconds later , I hear my dad's yell from the Kitchen, "STILES! Breakfast is ready, come on. You'll be late!"

How I missed him , his nagging and overprotective care. I seriously have mixed emotions right now. One part of me is screaming with Joy while the other is filled with fright. I still don't know how to face him. I mean I love my dad. But he did lie to me for all my life. I never knew about my family's history until he was long gone and a letter came from the Council asking out appearance. Why did he hid it from me? Did he think I wasn't strong enough? Did he want to die with me not knowing that I could have saved him? And that it really was my fault mom died?

"Stiles! The time!" He shouts again

Glancing at my room's clock I'm pulled away from my idle thoughts. "Sh*T Sh*T I'm late!" I Hurriedly rush to the bathroom as I was my face and brush my teeth giving me a quick wipe down.

5 minutes later, Dad yell's my name again "Stiles Stilinski! Don't make me come up there!"

"Coming dad, coming now" I say as I rush down the stairs.

"Took you long enough" He complains, as he sees me busy stuff my bag with things that I hope are right, as I stumble into the kitchen

"Morning to you Dad. So you mentioned something bout breakfast?"

"Yes I did. Now sit down." He points to the table, where there is a plate of pancakes ready for me. The dad special, it's not the best but it's pretty good. Reminds you of home you know.

Sitting down, I take a bite and savour the taste, as he puts his plate down and is about to cut into it when he frowns says, "The test results came back. I have no idea how wold hair got in to the wounds…."

Slamming the table out of frustration. I thought I would be able to control myself better but his lying straight to my face. F*ck it, if not now then when.

"Stiles, everything okay buddy?" He asks concerned

Nervously, I gather any courage, I have remaining as I slowly try to get the words to come out of my mouth. It's finally time for the 'talk' ay. Not so much about the birds and the bees but rather folklore and myth. Perfect over the breakfast table conversation if you ask me.

"D-Dad….. I've ….. changed" I say as I watch the entire room literally freeze in time. My dad's knife and fork crash into his plate sending a sharp metallic like noise reverberating through our home.

Shocked, "Stiles… how did you? Did you? Wait…. You know?" He's unable to put a complete sentence together

Relying on my investigation in the past life, I tell him what I know. I've never quite been able to figure what type of supernatural I am. All I know is, that I'm rare. Really really rare. " A few weeks ago, I was looking into martial art dojo's. And came across one in Mystic Falls which said they'll teach me how to fight vampires." My dad is looking at me like I need to hurry up, so I do, "I then find myself doing some research into Mystic Falls seeing its nickname was supernatural haven, especially since there was a supposed vampire infestation before the town exploded and was rebuilt 20 years back.

Anyway it's the upcoming founders Party and it had a list of family names. One of which was Stilinski. I then look through old photo's online and see if I can spot someone who looks like a Stilinski. When bam the founder Party in 1930.

There's a picture of someone who looks just….. like you dad and you are standing next to this guy named Damon Salvatore. I was able to trace this find proof of this Damon guy from 1880's-2007. So either all his children just look the same or his immortal. I know crazy right but digging a bit further, I was able to find that the salvator family, is connected to Sylvanus the first immortal being. It might sound crazy. It probably is.

But something happened a couple nights ago, and I feel like I've ….. changed ….into something else. Something no longer human" I took up a whole 10 minutes formulating a believable change of events other than…'Marty I'm from the future' (Back to the future reference in case you guys don't get it)

My dad takes a moment to collect himself before dropping all pretense of the goody goody small town cop. His eyes turn cold, "I was hoping to have this talk with you only after you transitioned, if you ever did. See you are usually born with some gift. That then gets unlocked / unwrapped later in life which gives you control. Mine was teleportation/or space magic. You saw all those holiday travel pictures your mom and I have. We never had to pay for airfare once. You … on the other hand never showed any signs. I thought it was a good thing. That you can live an ordinary life. Something I … Something we wanted for you….. But it's seems, like that won't be happening anymore. What happened ? What caused the transition?"

'Transition' so that's what he calls the change. That's fitting considering the feeling is as if I had just shed my skin.

"Hold up Dad, you have space magic?"

"Used to" He corrects me as his eyes dim, "Tell me what happened"

Still in my stupor, I answer truthfully " I was bitten … by a wolf"

He thinks for a second before putting 2 + 2 together "An Alpha bite. Well that's pretty lucky it didn't kill you and activated your bloodlines. If you had to undergo the normal way which is a coma, you'd probably have missed an entire year or two" Dad tries to lighten the mood at the most inopportune time.

"Alpha? What's that?" I ask pretending to be shocked

"A type of werewolf"

"WEREWOLF? Like Twilight is real?" A shocked expression forms on my face. Good Job Stiles. That's Emmy award winning acting right there

"Dad!" I continue, fake nervously asking "W-What … am I ?"

Noah's Stilinski's chin point's up as he scratches his throat softly, "Well that's a difficult question… you are a special one tyke."

"What do you mean Dad?"

He sighs, "I guess we both will be late today. It's a pretty long story, so here goes…

In the 1st century. There was a powerful witch by the name Qetsiyah who was engaged to Sylvanus or Silas as he is better known. Seeking immortality, he manipulated her into creating the spell, only to be betrayed. Thinking she was going to be with him for eternity, he gives the elixir to his true love Amara, thereby becoming the world's first and only true immortals.

Qetsiyah scorned sought revenge for hundreds of years before finally killing Amara and forcing Silas to entomb himself for all eternity. Qetsiyahs descendants had the family name of Bennet, Amara sired the Petrova family and Silas, the Salvatore's.

Mystic falls was originally the forest where the spell was cast. And if check the name's of the founding families. Bennet, Petrova and Salvatore…. are present"

I know about the whole Silas thing but were do we the Stilinski's fit in. All I know the Stilinski's were somewhat involved but I don't know why. I never found out exactly, we were the guardians or something along the lines "And Us? How do we fit in"

My Dad composes himself as the pancakes and coffee " I was getting to it. Have you heard of the Story of Ibong Adarna?"

"The golden bird? What's that got to do with anything?" I ask

"Everything my boy, Everything.

The tale about the three Princes, the children of King Fernando and Queen Valeriana in the Kingdom of Berbania. In order to save their parents from their upcoming death, they go on a mystical journey to find the mystical bird. The creature which was said could restore peoples health by song, or turn them to stone. It was said to be golden and mystical in every shape and form.

Well, there's more to the story. As with all history they are susceptible to the unreliable narrator. The true tale is not some grand tale of princes gallantly going on an adventure fighting mythical beasts.

It's something much darker. Much darker.

Like many before the King was power hungry and towards the end of his life he felt dissatisfied with being a mortal. After meeting Silas when he was a child and then once more in his old age, he finally confirmed that there was something more out there. He tried to plea for Silas to save him but Silas bored decided he had a better plan. He instructed the king's family to sacrifice a ten thousand peasants, to summon the creature Adarna from her slumber. Only it wasn't a golden beast. It was darkness. The Darkness personified.

And She as the first primordial being was even crazier. Falsely she gave the King hope, prophesying of a newborn whose blood was the key to immense power.

The King, then ordered the killing of all children drinking the blood of thousands. But when nothing happened, after years of searching. He cursed at Adarna for lying. Lying about the power he still did not possess.

Only Adarna found him funny. "When did I ever say the power was for you?" She heckled. As she drew from all the negative energy the King and his family had created. Feasting on them like it was candy before thanking him for the meal.

Finally filled with enough power Adarna did one more thing before returning to her resting. She turned to the handmaiden whose eyes were smiling at the King's crumbling hope. And asked, "Why are you smiling ? When you know you are about to die young one"

The girl laughed, and answered "Because death is my salvation from this hell on earth" One of the children the King had killed was her child. As soon as she gave birth, he was ripped from her.

"Death is too soon for you my dear" Adarna replied, conjuring a magic spell which blessed the girl with great might but also created life a child, a successor.

"Now get your revenge against those who took your light away and plunge them into darkness" She commanded before she disappeared, watching the beautiful maiden rip the heart out of the king and slowly burning the empire."

"So Adarna blessed a maiden, magically r.a.p.ed and i.m.p.r.e.g.n.a.t.ed her? Let me guess the kid started the Stilinski bloodline?"

Noah laughs at the idiotic comment I made, mentally giving me a thumbs up for my wit, "Yes son, our bloodline that has been passed down for centuries are known as the envoy's of darkness, in the East we are known as Shinigami or Inzigami while in the west we are commonly referred to as a Reaper."

Taking a moment, I respond, "COOL! Do I get a scythe?"

"No you dumb-ass. We don't walk around in black garbs. We are peacekeepers. When the supernatural creatures are throwing tantrums… We spank them" Dad looks so smug, it's like his gained all the confidence he used to have when mum was around.

"So what's the thing about me being special?��

He purses his lips, and stops himself from choking up "Your mother's last name is Bennet and her Father, your grandpa was... a Salvator... She was the only hybrid witch immortal that existed.

Which means you have the bloodline of the greatest deity of chaos, the bloodline of the first immortal and the bloodline of the greatest witch heritage."

"Mum was a witch… does that mean there's…. really a Hogwarts?"

"Stiles do you really think it's the time to be cracking jokes?"

Shrugging, "I used to be 147 pounds of pale skin and fragile skin. Sarcasm was my only defense"

"Point taken. Anyway, you never showed any signs of well crazy beyond the energetic ADHD hyped kid. You were a handful especially with your mom's sickness. But we were thankful for that. Your mother was a prime example of the dangers…. The Salvatore and the Bennet bloodlines, it can be both a major blessing and curse. The Salvatore bloodline gave her a magic pool greater than any witch while the Bennet bloodline gave her control which was unaccustomed with such might. But… it came at the cost of immense strain on her body…. Immense strain"

Taking a breath, I'm now finally able to understand why Dad was never the same after mom passed on. Not only did he lose his soulmate, he also lost a part of himself. He had to hide anything magical from his 'ordinary' son.

"So dad, In summary i'm a witch, immortal, reaper. Tribrid? "

He looks at me his son with worry "Pretty much but I need to make sure. Can you show me your eyes when they activated. You know how to do that right?"

I nod, and close my eyelids, before reopening them showing him the completely white Iris, with the heterochomatic irises, one purple and one green.

"Incredible" Noah comments, "The white is from our reaper bloodline. Given how clear yours is, it's incredibly pure. The green is that from the Sylas, as a sign of eternal life force and the purple is resemblance of Qetsiyah, and her magic power" He marvels

"So I'm okay?" I ask

He cringes as he looks at me, "Probably"

Well, that's reassuring from my Father. Really inspires confidence. You should save such motivational speeches for the half time locker room

Ignoring my rolling eyes, he continues " According to what I know about our family. The stronger the bloodline, the longer the transition. Based on the fact you are a literal almanac of the strongest beings ever to exist. I'd expect your transition to take 1 year or 2"

In my past life I actually took 5 but that's neither here nor there.

"When you transition, you enter this coma like state where are in limbo. You are in a Coma. Yet are awake for each and every moment, as you pick up on every thing our bloodline or more specifically those with similar gifts learnt. It's like memories that are hereditary. But you underwent that in a single night. I don't know if it's a good thing or not. The time we spend in transition not only teaches us how to use our gift, but also rewires every cell of our body. That it becomes natural. For you right now, you just condensed that entire period into a night. As far as I can tell, while the bite has sped up the process. It isn't complete yet. You are probably undergoing a type of transition, never experienced before which is why no hereditary memories nor any coma. "

Thinking about it. He does make sense. While I feel strong, I'm nowhere near how strong I was in my past life. Instead it feels like I'm getting stronger with every passing second. I guess this is my body rewiring itself. Also I've missed important details and even made that complete blunder last night. I guess like dad said , the Bite sped up the process but with it I haven't had the time to adjust. It's like I'm changing the way supernatural creatures do, I'm still learning control all over again. My hormones are running at a high clouding my judgement.

F*ck! Now, I'm a hormonal teen with supernatural abilities

Albeit, not a teen-wolf. Thank god. I'm not affected by the moon.

But I'm some weird teen-reaper/witch/immortal

There must be someway I can simply that tribrid.

Hmmm how about (re- FROM reaper, c-from witch and tal from immoratal)

Yeah, a ….. rectal? I think as I combining the three together.

No! definitely not calling myself that.