Yeah, Stiles was pretty much stuck this way for the rest of his immortal life. It probably had it's advantages. After all, who was ever going to think of him as a serious threat? Yet there was no doubt that a virtual wealth of supernatural power lay beneath that pale skin. It simply remained untapped at the moment.

"So I guess vampires don't have a pack? Never heard of a pack of vampires....." As far as he knew from movies and televisions, vampires were drifters and loners. Which made sense. What was a vampire doing in a territory brimming with werewolves to begin with? And why had he thought Stiles would be a tasty treat?

"Yay, looks like I'm an orphan." More sarcasm. Hey, at least Scott had Derek and that creeptastic Peter Hale to try and help him, not that Stiles hadn't helped where he could. "Sooo...other then blood lust and climbing walls, do I get any other cool powers?"