It was a nice crisped night when Stiles and Scott were walking home from the movies. They were joking about the plot of some superhero movie, being regular teenage boys.
“I’m telling you man, some of these movies aren’t anything like the comics. I think that sometimes you should stick to the original story.” Scott said. Stiles smiled at his friend.
“I don’t know. Sometimes it nice to switch things up. Not everything has to be original. I should know.” Scott rolled his eyes when all of a sudden Stiles stopped. Scott went on some more about the movie when Stiles stopped him.
“What’s wrong?” He asked. Stiles glanced behind him quickly to see that they were being followed. He nodded his head for them to walk down the alley instead.
“We’re being followed.” Stiles said as they picked up the pace. Scotts breath hitched immediately.
“And you think going down a dark alley is the solution?” He looked at him with wide eyes.
“Seemed like it at the moment.” Stiles said as they go further down the alley. Right when they went to turn the corner a man appeared. They boys stopped instantly.
“Hey, I’m sure you know how this goes. Hand over the cash and anything else valuable.” The red head man with the metal grill smiled.
“S-sure.” Scott said about to empty his pockets, when Stiles stopped him.
“You know? I don’t really see that happening. So why do you and your gang of miscreants take a hike?” The leader seemed surprised that his mark seemed so abrasive.
“Ha, cute.” The leader grabbed Stiles by his shirt and slammed him into the side of a building. Stiles grunted but remained calm. “But that’s not how this works. I don’t want it have to hurt you kid.”
“Stiles, do as he says.” Scott says as two more goons appear.
“Scott, buddy you know I can’t do that.” He said as he looked at his friend. “I’m warning you pal, let me and my friend go.” The goons began to laugh.
“Sal, this guy obviously doesn’t know how this goes. Why don’t you show him how it’s done?” They then grabbed Scott.
"This won’t hurt a bit.” Sal said and raised his first, but before he could hit Stiles he was suddenly thrown from him. Stiles opened his eyes and saw who had stopped the hit. It was Superman! Wow, Superman. Stiles thought sarcastically.
“Seriously boys? Trying to rob teenagers, don’t you have better things to do?” Superman asked. But like usual the goons thought that they could fight the man of steel. They completely forgot about Scott and let the boy go.
One of Scott’s goons swung at Superman which was caught instantaneously. The guy smiled and tossed the guy back, him falling into a dumpster. The other guy came at Superman with a lead pipe, which was extremely stupid. Haven’t they head of the guy’s nickname? While he was trying to fight the Man of Steel, Stiles saw Sal get up and trying to get the man from behind. Stiles was up straightaway.
Superman had just thrown the other guy into the wall when he turned to see Sal coming at him. But before he could attack, he saw the boy his was helping rescue climb on top of the guy’s shoulders, turn, taking the guy down spinning. He couldn’t help but be impressed. He’s seen people fight off attackers, but this boy seemed to really know what he was doing.
Stiles stood up and smiled at Sal. “Not so tough now are ya?” He laughed. He turned to Superman and saluted him. “Thanks big guy. I appreciated it.”
“No problem citizen. Just try not to walk down dark alleys at night, these places are riddled with muggers.” Superman said. Stiles smirked at him.
“I’m not afraid of them, trust me.” He turned to Scott. “Ready to get home buddy?” But he got no response. Instead he got Scott looking as giddy as a schoolgirl. Here comes to fanboying.
“I can’t believe we got saved by Superman! Thanks man, I mean sir. God, I’m such a huge fan!” Stiles rolled his eyes.
“Come on Scott, we’ve got to get home.” He looked back at Superman, when he thought about it the guy was pretty cute. He had jet black hair, gorgeous eyes, and a body built for sin. He quickly shook his head. “You got this?”
“No problem, uh?” Superman gestured towards him.
“Stiles, my name is Stiles. And that,” he gestured to Scott, “is my best friend Scott. Sadly, I’m going to have to reprogram him after tonight. Let’s go buddy.”
While that was going on, they didn’t see Sal going for his gun. He aimed it at Stiles and pulled the trigger. Stiles turned just as the gun went off. He hit the ground with a thud.
Superman turned around grabbed Sal and knocked him out. Once he was sure Sal was out cold he went over to Stiles.
“Stiles! Man are you okay?” Scott asked frantically. Superman moved him aside and assessed the boy. Stiles turned over and grunted.
“Yeah I’m fine.” He said while getting up and brushing off his pants. Superman looked at him skeptically.
“You sure? I was sure you had been hit.”
“Nope dude, I’m perfectly fine. But thanks though.” Stiles responded with a smile. Superman looked unsure but turned and grabbed the crooks.
“Be careful boys.” And then he was off. Stiles watched as the man departed. Scott came to stand beside him.
“He’s right, you did look like you were hit man.” Stiles smirked at his friend and opened his hand. There sat the bullet that was meant to hit him.
“Oh Scotty, you know it’ll take more than a puny human weapon to take me out.” He dropped the bullet and smiled deviously.
“Yeah I get that. But aren’t you supposed to be keeping your powers secret? We already have one hero; can we really afford another?” Stiles rolled his eyes.
“Think about what you just said Scott.” He looked at the boy with disdain.
“Yeah that was stupid to say.” He looked at Stiles with his usual puppy look. How could Stiles stay made? He let out a sigh and walked over to his friend.
“There will come a day when Wonder Boy will make his debut. I mean seriously. I’m the ‘son’ of a cop. I hear all the crimes through the radio. Do you have any idea how hard it is to sit back?” They continued walking down the street.
“I know man. You were created to help man, I get it. But…” Scott trailed off.
“Yeah I know.” Stiles looked defeated. “I just feel that there are more of us out there. And we’re in plain sight! Do you know how cool it would be if we formed a group?” Stiles said excitedly.
“That would be pretty insane. Who knows maybe it’ll happen sooner than you think. I mean Superman has had good reception. Maybe Wonder Boy will too.” Scott put his arm around his friend as they continued to walk.
This is a story that I was talking about. I’m still working on bits and pieces. But this right here I had posted a while back. And with the previews coming out of Tyler being Superman I saw this one post by @teenwolfieedits and I saw the perfect opportunity to use that as my visual for my story. So thank you so very much @teenwolfieedits for this amazing gif. You actually gave me my visual for my fic. Credit for those aw some gifs goes to you.
More of the Beacon Hills Justice League to come soon.
The best otps are the ones where one of them is bouncy and smiley and up for anything and the other one just folds their grumpy arms and sighs but still follows and does the thing because it makes the first one happy
Derek raking all the leaves in the yard into a pile to bag up and Stiles jumping into the pile with their two young kids. Derek can’t even pretend to be mad about it because their laughter is the best sound he’s ever heard, so he jumps in too so that he can kiss Stiles while their kids call them gross.
[derek voice] stiles??? nah what a nerd such a hyperactive dumbass— [trips] [hundreds of photos of stiles spill out of leather jacket] w-what a fuckign loser i—these arent mine im just [gathering them up frantically sweating] listen i just listenfuck [thousands of pictures of stiles scatter across the floor] shit fuck im holding them for a friend jus tliSTEN