The nightclub Midnight Rose was as crowded as always, people on the dance floor or in private sections making out with random people while music blasted from the speakers and bar tenders took care of the ones sitting at the bar.

Which is where Stiles Stilinski and his best friend Scott McCall went when they entered the nightclub. It was just a boys night out for them. Liam Dunbar and Hayden Macallister were going to be there later after Hayden's shift at the Raven Nightclub.

But for now it was just Stiles and Scott. They were there for some much needed bro time. With all of the werewolf shit going on they hadn't had much time to just hang out and talk.

Stiles waved the bar tender over and ordered a couple shots. Scott and Stiles climbed their shot glasses together and said,

"Cheers to having each others back through thick and thin and staying alive."

Scott smiled and nodded. "Cheers."

Stiles and Scott drank their shots and ordered more. Stiles picked up his glass of alcohol and turned to Scott.

"What do you think Jackson's doing in London?"

Scott raised a hand making a face. "I don't know. Probably being a jerk like always."

"Yeah well I'm sure he is." Stiles says. He glanced around the nightclub. "You know.." Stiles hesitated. "People like that don't change."

Scott shook his head and placed his hand on Stiles' shoulder. "Look Stiles. Tonight is a night to forget about everything and just relax."

Stiles sighed and looked at his best friend, nodding reluctantly. Stiles' eyes wandered around the nightclub and landed on a guy no older than he was striding into the club.

The guy was tall-probably taller than him, he had black hair that framed his face perfectly, electric blue eyes that he could stare into forever, and he had these weird tattoos showing from under the collar of his jacket.

The guy was donned in black jeans, black combat boots, a black t-shirt and a black leather jacket.

Stiles mouth dropped open and he elbowed Scott in the ribs. "Who the hell is that?"

Scott turned around to see who Stiles was referring to and shrugged. "No clue." Scott glanced over at Stiles who was staring at the guy. He sighed and turned back to his drink.

Stiles continued to watch the strange person until the guy glanced his way. Stiles quickly averted his gaze and downed his drink in one swallow. He set his glass down and thought,

Damn he's hot.

Stiles must have had more than he was able to hold because his stomach churned and then he was rushing for the bathroom, Scott yelling after him.

Stiles staggered into the restroom and stumbled into a stall, bending over the toilet and threw up whatever alcohol he had consumed and his dinner. He groaned and flushed the toilet, making his way over to the sink where he rinsed his mouth out.

When he was done he stood there for a few minutes, staring at his reflection in the mirror. His light brown eyes, his pale skin, his skinny form...everything reflected in the mirror. He sighed and walked out of the bathroom, not watching where he was going and he stumbled into someone.

Stiles looked up mumbling profanities under his breath and said, "Sorr--" Stiles cut himself off when he saw who he had bumped into. The black haired male stared down at Stiles, his face twisted in a sneer.

"Watch it."

"I-I'm sorry." Stiles whispered unable to raise his voice above a whisper.

The guys face softened and he sighed, running a hand through his hair. "It's fine. Sorry for snapping at you."

Stiles shuffled his feet and fiddled with his fingers. All signs that he was nervous. "That's alright. I should have been watching where I was going."

The male in front of him held his hand out and said, "I'm Alec."

Stiles shook his hand and said shyly, "Stiles."

Alec smiled slightly and looked over his shoulder. "I think your friend is looking for you."

Stiles stared up at his face. Alec's smile made him even hotter. But when Stiles heard Scott calling his name he snapped out of it and said,

"Oh! I uh, better go." Stiles shot a smile at Alec and added, "Maybe I'll see you around."

Stiles ran off to go with his friend not having the slightest clue that Alec was watching him.

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Stiles walked up to Scott and was startled when Scott wrapped his arms around him. Stiles inhaled sharply and decided to hug him back, although he had no idea what for.

"Scott what's wrong?"

"Stiles...it's your dad."

Stiles blocked out everything else and began pushing his way for the doors, ignoring Scott's pleas to come back. When he finally reached the doors he burst outside and began running for the hospital.

He left his jeep behind. He didn't have time or the patience to climb in and start cause for all he knew it wouldn't.

Stiles raced down the road and into the main one, sprinting across an intersection not bothering to look both ways. The fastest way to the hospital was through the woods and he was taking a huge risk going in there. Especially on a full moon.

But Stiles didn't care. He was more worried about his dad than himself. He swears to himself that if Theo did anything to his father, he'd kill him himself.

He heard someone yelling his name but he didn't stop to see who. He knew it was Scott. He stumbled through the trees not stopping to check his surroundings first.

The minute his foot stepped on a trip wire, Stiles had the split second to see an arrow flying towards him before it embedded itself in his stomach.

Stiles cried out in pain and staggered, his hands fumbling up to the arrow in his stomach and he pressed his hands flat around the wound. Stiles fell to his knees and saw someone walk out of the shadows.

"STILES!"

Stiles looked up and saw Alec running towards him with Scott trailing behind. Stiles looked down at the arrow in his stomach and started wheezing. Someone knelt in front of him and he glanced up.

Alec stared into his eyes, concern and extreme worry written on his face. "Stiles this is going to hurt okay?"

"Wha..." Stiles couldn't form any words.

"I'm sorry." Alec whispered and agonizing pain filled Stiles' body as Alec ripped the arrow from his stomach.

Stiles screamed.

Well here's the first chapter of The Love of A Shadowhunter. How was it? Was it exciting in the first chapter? Or too much action?

I know you guys probably hate me for doing this but...Stiles is going to die....

HA! Just kidding. Seriously though, I hope you guys like it.