#aaronxstiles

Scott hadn’t been at school that day which was odd. The guy hardly ever skipped and when he did everyone knew he wouldn’t be coming in. The surprise absence caused for a curious conversation at lunch, where the pack threw ideas back and forth about where he might be. All attempts to call him or text failed. But no one really thought it odd that Scott wasn’t answering his phone. Maybe it broke. 

What rightfully caused confusion was when asked if he’d go to Scott’s house after school to give him the homework he missed, Liam, the resident pack puppy gave Stiles a confused look. “Scott?” Liam frowned. “Scott who?” Any further attempts to get into contact with Scott failed. 

If may have been just a prank, but it would be an odd one. 

Unbeknownst to any of them, a new manner of mayhem had entered Beacon Hills. Slowly he’d been altering the lives of it’s residents over the past few weeks. He’d just come to warp the life of Scott McCall. Having taken up his home as a base camp, Aaron would be there if anyone sought the True Alpha out.