Synopsis: Stiles gets kicked out of the pack after the Nogitsune's possession and the death of the Sherrif. He moves away, only to return a year later with friends, new and old, to defeat a powerful new enemy.

Warnings: Slash, mentions of past abuse

Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Wolf. Duh.

Chapter Three: Fury

"They are known as the Vengeful: Alecto, Tisiphone, and Megaera. Or the-"

"Erinyes." Lydia finished, eyes widening. "Furies."

Emma looked a little impressed that Lydia knew who Alecto, Tisiphone, and Megaera were. "I like her." She whispered to Isabel, who nudged her, eyebrows wiggling suggestively, making Emma roll her eyes.

Stiles ignored the two and continued talking. "They are deities of vengeance who run the Fields of Punishment and whip at those already being punished. They are cruel and impossible to kill. So, we need to banish them."

"And to do that," Jake said quietly, "We need to sacrifice an impure soul."

Eyes widened and people yelled protests.

"CALM!" Stiles yelled, his eyes flashing a darker red than usual, warning them. Everybody fell silent immediately. "Thank you. This is not negotionable - it's kill somebody wicked or watch the entire town be dragged into hell by the Erinyes."

"Then we'll-" Scott began to protest.

"Scott, for once in your life, stop being so damn puritanical." Malia snapped. "It's not an innocent life we're taking. It'll protect millions of innocents. Your choice." The werecoyote's eyes briefly shone blue.

Tessa began eating her popcorn again quietly, much to Jackson's amusement, as the kanima struggled to keep his laughter silent.

Stiles snorted quietly, but continued speaking once Scott had been reasonably chided.

"As I was saying, we should go to the nearest prison and pick an inmate. Tessa can get them out." Stiles said calmly.

"I'll need a few things, though." Tessa grinned wickedly.

"What things?"

"You'll find out when we get to that stage. N on the shut up." Tessa snapped at the new girl, a hybrid, who bared her teeth at her.

"Now, I believe introductions are in order." Stiles said with a sigh.

"You first." Scott said.

Stiles nodded calmly. "For those who don't know, I'm Stiles Stilinski, 18, son of the old Sherrif, and a werefox." He said, cutting odd Scott before he could begin talking as he continued, "A werefox, of course, is not a kitsune. They have full shifts, no elemental control, and better senses, speed, and strength." He let his eyes flash red.

"Emma Tatum, 14, Mage and Emissary for the Stilinski Pack." Emma said.

"Isaac Lahey, 18, werewolf."

"Jackson Whittemore, 18, kanima."

"Maya Lopez, 18, kitsune." Kira gasped at this.

"Jacob de Villers, 20, hellhound."

"Isabel Aurum, 18, Raiju." Her eyes flashed purple and gasps came from the new members of the McCall pack.

"Tessa Andrews, 11, werecoyote." Tessa half sang, shoving a large handful of popcorn into her mouth straight afterwards. Malia was frowning.

"Your turn." Stiles smirked.

"Scott McCall, 18, werewolf." Scott grunted.

"Kira Yukimura, 18, kitsune."

"Derek Hale, 25, werewolf."

"Malia Tate, 18, werecoyote."

"Lydia Martin, 18, banshee." Isabel wiggled her eyebrows at Emma again, making Jackson snort loudly.

"Liam Dunbar, 14, werewolf." Said the freshman werewolf, making Stiles wince with the realisation that he really was just that young.

"Hayden Romero, 14, chimera."

"Corey Bryant, 14, chimera."

"Mason Hewitt, 14, human." Stiles growled under his breath. They had replaced him...

Stiles nodded. "Well, wonderful to meet you all." He said. "But we should be..."

"Staying here to mingle. If we're going to have to tolerate each other we should get to know each other!" Tessa piped up quickly.

Stiles rolled his eyes at the werecoyote, who merely grinned.

"Yeah, that." He said, huffing. Tessa sprang to her feet and over to Meliss

a, whispering with her incoherently even to the werewolves before skipping off to the kitchen.

Malia trailed after her curiously.

Isaac went over to Scott with Jackson, the three talking softly but seriously. Maya stayed seated, arms crossed, until Kira came to her and began to question her in her being a kitsune.

Emma went over to the four newcomers, talking curiously with them.

Stiles smiled and sat down, watching his pack members happily. Isabel sat next to him, automatically cuddling into his side.

"I don't like them." She whispered. "They're... Scary."

Stiles frowned down at the Raiju, seeing her eyes were bright purple.

"It's alright, they won't hurt you." Stiles assured gently, watching Jake stand and go into the kitchen after Tessa, hearing Isabel speak.

"But Stiles..." She whined.

Stiles sighed. He didn't know as much of Isabel's past as Maya did, but he knew most of the worst stuff. She had horrible parents; they had been 'devout Christians' and had been appalled when they discovered their daughter's powers. They had tried to exorcise the demon out of her and had almost killed her and had even brought in Reverend Hale - who was apparently in no way associated with the Hales of Beacon Hills - from Massachusetts to help them.

Maya had found her after hearing what had been going on within the house and still refused to go into the details of what she'd found that night other than saying it wasn't pretty.

Isabel pressed against her alpha for comfort, eyes on Derek Hale fearfully.

Stiles just sat with Isabel, comforting her and ignoring the glares and growls of his old packmates.