The Rebellious Slave (closed with the-alpha-king)
Stiles had never been the kind to shut up and bow down to others. He had never been the kind to kneel at the feet of fate. And he wasn't stupid as well. He was just a bit reckless, triggered by the adventure. But he was very well aware that as a simple human he should stay in his corner, hiding from the wolves and if some saw him and wanted him, resistance would be the worst decision. Yet, Stiles preferred to go down with his proud than give away to that bunch of Nazis. And it was for all of these reasons that he would often wander in the forests around the village, not too faraway from his house. He liked the nature and even though he knew that there was big chances of finding a wolf there he was smart, fit and a good hider. But mostly he had just been lucky most of the time. Well he wasn't lucky this time. The ball he had been using to play Baseball with his mate Scott had just freaking landed past the walls of some old creepy mansion, the kind they saw mostly in movies and that no one came near. Stiles had never seen anyone around though and he enjoyed coming here with Scott just for the thrill. Scott had told him to leave and forget the ball but how could he discharge the opportunity to climb the walls? So they did, fawning slightly at the view. "Come on, man. Let's leave." Scott urged the other but Stiles grabbed his shoulder. "The ball is right there. I'll just jump down, grab it, get up again and we can go." he reasoned shrugging and jumped inside the property. But as he grabbed the ball, he heard the warning from Scott, head shooting up to see this intimidating guy coming from the trees. "Shit." he hissed. If they tried to run, he would get them both. And Stiles couldn't let that happen to his best friend. "Leave! Jump and leave, you idiot!" he urged the other and glanced back. It was his fault so it was him who needed to handle the consequences. He screamed and snapped at his friend, forcing him to leave for their friendship and when he finally jumped off the wall, Stiles turned to face the guy with all the little bravery he had.