HEY MY PEOPLE. I am an erratic person, sorry. This chap will be shorter than I would like, but I will have another ready either later today or tommorow.

Jackson had kept his kimera form , but had learned control over it. But the basics of the beast itself was still there, and he needed a Master/Friend.

His kimera chose for him, and it chose Stiles. His family made a lot of fun at the Fox Lizard pair seeing as one usually ate the other.

They spent a year and a half in peace working on the farm and in rodeos. Stiles practiced majic with his aunts and uncles, and helped his father tame his wolf dog were form as he had decided to take the bite.

Aunt Ilai taught Stiles how to deal with demons, and how not to get possessed by one ever agin. She taught him how to summon demons and their ilk. Stiles got Really good at summoning demons. Very very good.

The nearby Druid even did a tattoo of his personal pentagram onto his right forearm and the designs and symbols flowing onto the back of his hand. Stiles also decided to get his families coven/ pack symbol on his left shoulder blade like the rest of his family.

For the next year Stiles took online classes and made friends with demons. He received a Pack of Hellhounds thirteen strong from a demon trying to court him. It worked eventually but didn't go well, but they stayed close friends, sometimes with benefits.

In that year stiles also decided that he liked tattoos, and got a few more. On his collar bones he got Who will guard the guardians in Latin. He got several demon sigils down his spine, the symbols of his friends/friendly demons.

All his sigils are burgundy in color. His personal pentagram and symbols are a dark purple- nearly black, that fades to light sea green. The colors of his mothers majic and his own.

Stiles now kept his hair semi long. More often than not he has short braids and beads in his hair, as his Fox still liked how they chimed and clanked. Several members of his family have made him personalized beads, as have his demon friends, to put in his hair. Jaxon made him one made of a Lizard bone, carved with a triskele.

At the moment Stiles was out riding his Roan mare named Cherie, practicing barrel racing and racing in general with his cousins when his aunt Prucie called them all inside. They had visitors. The group of teens all groaned at the same time , but complied.

Twenty minutes later saw the group of nearly twenty teens piling and rough housing into the large plantation like mansion house. At one barked order from their Uncle Romulus -The Alpha of the Farm- they all snapped into attentive poses. Alpha Rom was Pissed Off.

" This is a Gamma from the Beaconhills Pack." The Alpha stated evenly.

" Beta. I'm a Beta. " the younger teenager stated a bit angerly.

" Not here you aren't. " he growled back " You smell like a Gamma, therefore you are a gamma. "

" Anyway ~ This yougin here says we have stolen a member of his Pack. Unfairly Taken was his wording I believe. " That was Grandpa Ruail. The oldest member of the Farm.

" Who did he say we stole? And why on Earth would we want another member. We are too big as it is." Stiles states as he sidles up alongside Jaxon and his cousin Maia.

" Alpha McCall requests the return of Stiles Stilinski and his father John Stilinski. " the Clearly Gamma states with slight fear at the sight of Stiless tattoos and obvious power within this Pack seeing as his cousins let him through with speed.

" And if they aren't here?" Alpha Romulus asks.

" I make a call. " the young teen states.

" Do so , little Gamma. Your Stiles isn't present" Stiles tells him, while turning around with a group following him.

The Gamma pulls out his phone and makes the call.

" Anyone feeling like a bonfire? " Stiles calls out as he steps out the door back into the main room. He hears a howl go up in agreement. He begins running , with most of his teenage cousins in tow.

They set up the wood into large ten foot piles, only five for tonight, and make one large and long one with wood to feed them all. Slowly as the sun sets more and more of their family joins them, and neighboring farm families- witches and wolves and the like- come as well.

The Gamma was invited to stay the night and joined in as well. He seemed a bit over whelmed as the moon rose, and most of the wolves present shifted and half shifted.

Alpha Rom roared for silence and got it. He examined everyone present he could see and nodded. When he threw his head back and howled, so did the rest of them. Most now fully shifted and those who couldn't half shifted and set the fires.

Stiles summoned one of his hellhounds and set it loose into the fires, the flames turning a blue all the way up.