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So I finally graduated high school. I'm done. I can actually write again but now it depends on my work schedule. I've missed writing so much, so I'll try and get back on it as soon as possible. Have a few one-shot ideas and a story already semi-written out. 

Good luck to you guys.

*If you want to get the fastest updates or if I just forget to upload anything on DA you can find me on AO3 under the name SykotecAlpha.
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I'd love if you guys would check out SykotecAlpha over on Archiveofourown. If I have any written work that's where it will be posted first and it's always there. Thanks guys.
For Tony Stark working in her lab for hours on end was something she just did. It was more of an addiction really, even she’d admit to that. Long hours, no sleep, only coffee and the sounds of AC/DC or some other rock band keeping her up. Every once in awhile she’d get a call from Pepper saying she should work on more important things or go see her parents but Tony wasn’t really into the whole morbid thing. Maybe it meant she never really loved her parents or maybe it made her a bad person but Tony just didn’t want to go see them. It was still too hard, too short a time ago that she found out her parents had been murdered.

Which is why she was down in her lab even more than normal these days. She had just completed her AI, Jarvis, and wanted to start a new project that she still had no name for. It was something she had thought about trying to create for quite awhile, but for her not for the company. If Obadiah were to find out she was even working on this he would want it for himself. Don’t get her wrong, Tony loved Obi like he was her uncle but that didn’t mean she had to fully trust him. Obadiah worked with her dad, so of course there isn’t going to be full trust from the only living Stark.

Tony had been working on the project for days. According to the calendar DUM-E kept bringing her it had been roughly 9 days. She’d had catnaps here and there but was honestly exhausted. She had planned to only work on the project for a few days but had gotten so caught up in the mechanisms of the new machine she was creating it had been hard to stop. She was of course  a scientist and in inventor so there was almost nothing that could get her to stop, except maybe Pepper. But that was only for good reasons.

The new machine honestly didn’t look all that special from just looking at it. Tall, blue and kind of looked like a giant rectangular closet that stood on its own. But it would get the job that Tony wanted done. That is if she could figure out what she wanted to use this new machine for. Tony didn’t really even know what she was going to be able to do with it or if it would even work. She would admit though that a teleportation device would come in handy, but only if she could figure out how to get it to work all the way.

The teenage girl stuck her head into the box before moving her whole body inside. Removing the control panel on the inside she started to mess with it, wiggling different screws and twisting and connecting wires. Tony knew she had to make this work, it could make the world better if she could make this work.

Something in the machine sparked, a small light starting to glow and then grow larger as the time passed. Tony didn’t seem to notice since she was so occupied with the control panel but before she knew it she was being enveloped by a bright light.

Then all of a sudden Tony was in one of the many back alleys of Brooklyn, New York.

She looked around slowly, eyes wide and honestly a little frightened. Tony hadn’t even noticed the light and she knew that the new machine should not have worked then, if at all. And now without even really doing anything that would have given her machine power, Tony had transported herself to Brooklyn.

Further to the back of the alley Tony could see a few more kids. Well, kids was a term used lightly since three of the four weren’t the smallest of “kids.” She walked closer to them wanting to ask them what area of Brooklyn she had ended up in and if they could possibly had a cellphone which she could call someone on. The closer she got the more she could see that these weren’t the type of people she really wanted to get herself involved with.

Grunts could be heard about half way from the entrance to the alleyway, which for some reason piqued Tony’s interest. She could see a shorter and a lot smaller person that the other men were hitting and pushing around. If someone was messing with a girl, Tony was going to have a fit. She walked closer, making sure to keep her bare feet quiet and got up behind the closest person.

“Hey you!” she yelled at the large guy which made him turn around. Quickly she brought her knee up into the bottom of his stomach, close enough to where it would hurt but far enough up to make him bend over slightly so she could reach his face and punch him. The guy staggered back some before getting up and going after Tony.

Since she was so slim and short it was easier to maneuver around the three men. It definitely helped that one of her closest friends, Happy, was training to be a boxer and had taught her plenty of moves so that she could defend herself. So with as much grace as the young Stark could muster she weaved in and out of the larger guys. Tony made a few hits before one of the guys got up behind her and grabbed her under her arms. She started flailing to get out of his grip, her long legs being able to make a connection when one of the guys got close to her.

She got enough room to kick the guy behind her with her foot, hitting him solidly in the shin and making the guy drop her to grab at his leg. While he was down she quickly punched him in the jaw, sending him on his butt. The two other guys tried to grab for Tony but she had learned to easily dodge there attacks. She jumped a little so she could gain height and then swung her leg out at the nearest guy, hitting him in the ribs and shoving him away with the momentum. The last guy, the one Tony hadn’t quite gotten to knew which battles he had to choose so he quickly ran off, shouting at his friends to “hurry up!”

The other two pulled themselves up from the ground before following after their friend, yelling insults at Tony as they left. As soon as the three guys were gone Tony turned back to the girl they had ganged up on. To her surprise the person was standing up, and definitely was not a girl.

“You’re a guy,” she stated rather bluntly.

The blond man blinked back at her, surprised by the comment. “Um, yes?”

“Huh. From farther away you kind of looked like a girl, but maybe it was because of those guys in the way. Are you okay though? They didn’t rough you up too bad, did that?”

The guy looked at her and beamed a smile before answering. “Yea I’m fine. Just a few bruises but they didn’t have enough time to do much.”

“That’s a good thing. Would suck if you were seriously injured,” Tony said as she looked the scrawny man up and down.

“Normally I’d say something about how I could have handled that but thanks for stopping them. I’ve never seen a girl do what you just did.”
“Really? Figured it was a little more common now that girls are starting to do boxing and taking self defense classes.”

The guy looked a little confused at what she was saying, like he didn’t know that women were starting to take care of themselves a lot more now. It was still somewhat of a new thing since women were still being pushed to the back of everything but Tony really had thought it was more common.

“Well I’m Tony, by the way. Who would you be?”

Another smile before the man replied, “Steve. Steve Rogers.”
if i never get to heaven ch. 1
Full title, "if i never get to heaven, will you find your way to me?" Can be found on Archiveofourown and fanfiction under SykotecAlpha. Those are both me and those websites have permission to use my works because I am the one that posted them. I would prefer you go to either of those websites to view the works.……
This is chapter one, hopefully I will be able to keep uploading.
Chris Argent had asked him once when he was younger if he’d ever seen a rabid dog. Stiles had told him no, that the only dogs he’d ever seen were friendly. But now if Chris was to ask him, his answer would be always be a despondent yes. All he’d be able to say was that he’d had to put that dog down.

Seven months ago everything seemed like the best time of their lives. The Hale mansion was being rebuilt, almost the entire McCall pack was gathered together (Long Live Allison Argent) and the pack was as happy as they could be. Even Derek, who after losing his alpha powers had struggled greatly. Scott had helped him to deal with the shift in power and they even gained a new member, Liam, that Derek helped to train.

Everybody had their minds on something. They were occupied with their lives but the pack still acted as one unit. They had pack days where they all ignored their normal lives and just got together. Sometimes they’d all go bowling or out for a run, it was fantastic, even for the token human.

Stiles and Derek had started a relationship soon after Derek lost his alpha status and after Stiles graduated they moved in together. Everything seemed like it was going smoothly until a new group of hunters decided to move to Beacon Hills.

Scott didn’t have a romance with any of the hunters, Derek didn’t have a past with them, Lydia didn’t befriend them and Stiles tried to stay away from them. But Chris knew them from a long time ago. They were a cruel family that thought all supernatural creatures were loathsome and all deserved to die. They’d torture anyone they captured and kill them slowly before leaving then somewhere that the killed person would be seen as a warning to everyone.

Before anyone knew it, they’d captured Derek. He was missing for two weeks and everyone was frantic trying to find their lost packmate. Though no one seemed as scared and worried as Stiles did. He searched all day and barely slept at night. Stiles was far too jumpy and it was driving everyone a little stir-crazy. It made them want to find Derek even more, if not for themselves then for their human packmate.

It wasn’t long before they found him, or rather what was left of him. Derek was no longer a man. He’d been forced to shift to an in between state. He had his beta features but looked almost like a full wolf now. He was crouched on his hands and feet, fur was everywhere but skin still peeked through and his eyes glowed a yellow-blue that made Stiles sick.

His Derek was long gone and now replaced by something more animal than man. He was feral and dangerous and Scott had no idea how to help him.

The moment Derek saw the other wolves he charged at them. He foamed at the mouth some and bit into the people that were his family. The wolves fought him off though, much stronger as a pack than Derek was by himself even while rabid. Seeing that he wouldn’t be able to fight off these other wolves he searched quickly for a weaker link. Derek spotted Stiles and stared him down, daring the human to attack first. Stiles shakily pulled out the gun his father had given him and pointed it at his wolf. Before anyone knew it Derek was lunging for the human and then a loud shot rang out. Derek fell to the ground, bullet hole through his throat and the wolfsbane from the bullet already kicking in.

It was in these last moments before the wolfsbane reached his heart that Derek finally regained his sanity. Tears welled up in his eyes as he looked at his battered pack. He had known what he was doing but wasn’t able to stop it, he’d almost hurt the man he loved.

“Stiles. . .” It was the last thing Derek could say before the poison made it to his heart and his soul was lost to them forever.

_Line Break_

Stiles screamed out his anguish that night, body running towards Derek’s as he threw himself onto his dead partner, crying into the bare chest of the man that was once his.

The funeral was a small ordeal that only the pack and the three remaining Hales attended. Everyone gave Stiles their condolences but it just didn’t help the young man. Nothing would ever be the same for him and it killed Stiles to know that he was the reason Derek was no longer standing beside him.

It was then that Stiles knew what Chris meant when he’d asked him if he’d ever seen a rabid dog. So yes, he had once seen a rabid dog, it had been the love of his life and he’d been forced to put him down.
Ohana Means Family
You can hate me for this because I even hate me for this. I wrote a happy story so I had to write a sad one. I don't write Death!fics often so this is different for me. Sorry for the lack of conversations, for some reason I don't use a lot of conversations in my stories. It was inspired by the opening lines of the video "Ohana - Teen Wolf" on Youtube.
When Derek and Stiles started dating, the werewolf knew he’d never get to meet the amazing woman that had helped raise his beautiful partner. It always upset him since Derek knew that much of Stiles’ mother showed through in her son’s personality. He got glimpses of Claudia Stilinski but he was never able to grasp who the woman had been.

Derek regretted not having been able to meet Claudia when he had the chance. Sure he’d probably passed her walking around in Beacon Hills but he’d never gotten to physically meet her. Of course he knew what she looked like but he didn’t really know. He knew from pictures that Stiles kept of his mother but those pictures never really captured the essence of the woman. And if Derek regretted anything, it was not having had the chance to meet Claudia Stilinski.

He knew he’d never get to meet her. He’d never get to shake her hand, hear her laugh, talk about all the crazy things Stiles has done. Derek wishes life wasn’t so cruel as to have taken away a woman as wonderful as Stiles tells him she was. He’s heard so many stories from both him and the Sheriff and sometimes Derek feels bits of himself die when the hollow look ends up in his family’s eyes. If he could do anything, he’d give Stiles back his mother.

Derek knew he’d never get to meet Claudia Stilinski, never had any reason to believe he would. He didn’t know he would get to meet her until the day he actually did.

_Line break_

Derek knew there was a great chance he wouldn’t make it out of this alive. He may heal fast but there were just some things a werewolf couldn’t heal themselves from. When a family of ghouls came to town, Derek expected a small quarrel but nothing as big as what was happening.

The forest stank with ghoul breath, burning skin and hair, and the smell of death. All around him Scott’s pack fought with the monsters trying to take bites out of them. Kira to his left wielding her katana, the recently returned Isaac using his claws to the best of his abilities, Lydia behind him ridding herself of the excessive amount of molotov cocktails she had brought, and in front of him stood the formidable team of Malia, Scott, and Stiles.

His partner was beating the monsters off with a magic infused baseball bat, Scott using his teeth, and Malia using her newfound ability to turn her toe-nails into claws. (Everytime he saw her walk barefoot it reminded him of Kali, but who was he to ruin a happy werecoyote’s mood?)

His pack, though it really wasn’t his anymore, were dealing with the ghouls the best they could. They’d grown since everything with Kate and Peter went down. Four years of growing up had left them one of the strongest pack of misfits on the West Coast. Derek was proud to know he was a part of this, that Scott was his alpha but he was even prouder to know that the human of the pack was his partner. Stiles was his and only his and Derek would do anything to protect him.

It was this kind of thinking that made Derek run to push Stiles out of the way of three ghouls that were attempting to attack him from behind. He was able to get Stiles out of the way but Derek himself wasn’t as lucky. The ghouls hit him with their added strength, sharp nails and teeth ripping into him. It was one of the most painful things Derek had gone through since Kate’s attack.

But none of that mattered as he collapsed to the ground; he was watching his pack finish of the three ghouls that had been aiming for Stiles and then leader of their little “family.” Derek smiled through the pain, knowing Stiles was safe. He didn’t have much more time, he knew, but his life seemed to have just enough time left to whisper out a soft “Love you” to his family and friends before everything went white.

_Line break_

When Derek came to he was sitting underneath a tree in the middle of a forest. It all smelled so familiar but to him it almost smelled off. Something wasn’t right and he knew it instantly. He looked a moment, green-hazel eyes searching for any sign of his pack but finding none. He made to get up but before he could the most beautiful woman he had ever seen started walking towards him.

Her hair was auburn brown and fell in waves down her slim body. She was graceful with pale, mole spotted skin and she seemed to glow with an ethereal beauty about her. Derek was mesmerized at the sight of her but for reasons he didn’t know. She seemed so familiar, like someone he had seen before but in a dream; she was like a soothing balm that could clear up any cracked skin. Derek knew there was only one other person like that for him and it was Stiles.

Then she got closer and he realized how much this woman looked like his partner. The only differences were she was a woman and much shorter. He was stunned when he realized that the only explanation could be that she was Claudia, Stiles’ mother.

Derek thought it silly that this could be Claudia. She was dead and he was definitely still alive. Or was he? Derek didn’t remember ever making it out of the fight with the ghouls; truthfully he remembered saving Stiles and then just a white light. Maybe he hadn’t made it out alive and this was Heaven.

When he looked up Claudia was smiling down at him. Her smile was just like her son’s, except for the one little crooked tooth that made their smiles so different. Derek felt like he was home and warm. Like he was in front of a fireplace or wrapped up in his favorite blanket from his childhood. To think the woman that mothered his partner would be someone he could trust so easily. Claudia reached down and grabbed his arms, helping to pull him up as he stumbled a little.

“Derek Hale. It’s a pleasure to finally meet the one my son has fallen in love with,” she said softly. Her voice was warm and pleasing, much like the way Stiles spoke when the boy was calm.

Derek smiled at her easily, a blush warming his cheeks as he was finally able to meet the woman in his partner’s life. “I never thought I’d get to meet you.”

“Neither did I,” she responded. “It looks like we have some catching up to do.”

They talked for what seemed like hours. Derek knew now why Stiles was so enthralled by his mother, why he was a close to Claudia as he was. The woman was about as close to perfection as a human being, or spirit in her case, could get. She was sweet but had that spice that Derek knew the Sheriff had quickly fallen in love with. It was exactly what had attracted him to Stiles in the first place, as well.

Claudia told Derek all of Stiles most embarrassing childhood moments and in turn Derek shared with the woman everything that was going on in her son’s life right now. All the supernatural information didn’t seem to phase her as he tried to explain in the best way that he could. She held his hand almost the entire time until she pulled Derek to lay his head in her lap. There her fingers found his hair and ran them through it.

“I used to do this to Stiles when he would have nightmares,” she explained. “I miss him so much.”

“He misses you too, Mrs. Stilinski.”

“Derek to you I’m mom. My boy loves you more than anything, it seems and I won’t have you calling me anything but mom.” Claudia smiled at Derek softly before wiping her wet eyes.

They talked for a little while after that until two more figures came out of the brightly lit forest.

“Claudia, you know he can’t stay here with us. He has much too long of a life to waste it by dying now.” A feminine voice flowed through the trees to Derek’s ears and his head shot up with astonishment.

There stood his mother and his sister Laura. Both just the way he remembered them. Derek couldn’t help it then. The happy tears he had been holding in when he met Claudia suddenly started falling as he ran to his family and hugged them as tightly as he could. They hugged back just as tight, almost reluctant to let him go but they knew they had to.

“Derek, it’s time for you to go back home. You have a pack worrying over you.”

He knew his mother and sister were right. As much as he wished he could stay here with them he knew it was time to go home. Meeting Claudia had been the one dream he never thought he’d be able to reach but somehow he did.

With a hug from everyone and two forehead kisses from his two mother’s, one new, one old, he found himself falling back into a sea of white.

“Derek! Derek you need to open your eyes!” All Derek could hear was Claudia’s voice screaming in his ears, telling him to open his eyes and see Stiles again. The voice of his new mother and a really aggravating beeping noise was all he could hear.

His eyes shot open as he started coughing loudly, pulling at the tubes that went down his throat to help him breathe. He saw Stiles smash his hand into the help button and then Melissa rush into his hospital room to help him with everything. He was given a glass of water to help with the coughing and a small bowl of chicken broth was soon brought in.

Stiles stayed to help feed him, even though Derek could definitely feed himself. The whole pack had come to see him once they’d heard he had woken up. Lydia with a bunch of flowers, just because she knew they’d aggravate him, Malia with an ironic wolf plush that looked like him and Scott with a scolding for almost dying on them. Derek had laughed softly at his alpha and promised that he’d never do such a thing again.

After everyone had left Stiles climbed onto the bed to lay with Derek. The wolf wrapped an arm around the human’s waist and pushed his face into the brown hair of his partner. Just like his mother, Derek thought. They lay like that for awhile before Derek was able to pull away.

“I met your mother.”

Stiles stared up at Derek with a gaping mouth before tears started filling his eyes. “How could you have met her?”

“She was there waiting for me at the edge of the afterlife. Heaven maybe. Gods, Stiles, you are just like your mother. Smart and sassy and so beautiful. I understand now about everything. The way you miss her, how close you were. Stiles your mother is the most wonderful woman.”

The human laughed softly before easily hitting Derek on the chest. “I already knew that you idiot. I mean, she did give birth to me.” They both laughed at this. “Just. . . I know you already promised Scott, but promise me that you won’t go and do something this stupid ever again.”

Derek pulled Stiles face close to his, kissing him chastely on the lips before staring him in the eyes and promising him.

“ I promise to never do something like that again.”

“Good,” Stiles said quietly. “Now tell me everything you and mom talked about.”

So Derek did.
There's a Ghost Upon the Moor Tonight

This was inspired by a beautiful video called Derek/Stiles || Start of Time and also the song "The Start of Time" by Gabrielle Aplin, which is also where I got the title from. I've always wanted to write something with Claudia in it and I've never written from Derek's POV so I though, why not? It's been awhile since I've written anyways and I really missed it.

I hope you guys enjoyed!

So I finally graduated high school. I'm done. I can actually write again but now it depends on my work schedule. I've missed writing so much, so I'll try and get back on it as soon as possible. Have a few one-shot ideas and a story already semi-written out. 

Good luck to you guys.

*If you want to get the fastest updates or if I just forget to upload anything on DA you can find me on AO3 under the name SykotecAlpha.
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