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PROCRASTINATION WILL KILL ME BECAUSE I NEVER GET ANYTHING DONE, OTHER THAN USELESS SHIT!

I have a midterm essay due tomorrow.

DID I START IT? NO, I DIDN'T.

DID I WRITE ANOTHER CHAPTER? YES, I DID.

AM I A FOOL? TO BE DETERMINED.

ENJOY:

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Peter POV:

By the time I arrived, I'm quite surprised, Stiles' said many times that he's not really the fighting type, but he must've been pissed. Damon and Stefan are on the floor, sadly not dead, but they sure had the crap beaten out of them. That girl, Elena, is crying next to them, but she's not even scratched. And farther down the road is that girl Bonnie. At first, I thought she was alone, but then I noticed Stiles. Who is currently on the floor. Damn it.

I ran up and smacked the girl on the back of the head and went to Stiles; he was grabbing his head, she's a witch she did something. I'll kill her . I get up and move to her with my claws out, she either fixes Stiles, or she's dead. I'd kill her anyway, but Stiles' was friends with her at some point, so mercy, and I don't need a dead body at the moment. I didn't hit her hard enough, and she's slowly getting up.

"Fix Stiles, or I'll kill you," I say as I walk closer.

She looked at Stiles; her face was confused, then she looked at me.

"What are you?"

I give her a look,

"Fix him or die."

I move closer and pop claws on both hands.

She backs up, and she's terrified,

"I'm not doing it. I swear the moment I lost concentration; he should've been back. I don't know what's happening anymore."

I glare.

"What did you do to him?"

"I-I just thought that Klaus was controlling him, so I tried to get him to see clearly. You know, get rid of the compulsion. I tried to get rid of the other's presence in his mind. If not Klaus' then who? I was helping him!" Bonnie yells the last part out.

But he can't be compelled. Another presence in his mind? What could that b-? Oh no. The fox, he said half wolf and half fox. Shit. I don't know what to do. I run over to Stiles.

I tried to shake him awake,

"Stiles wake up! Stiles! Shit, just wake up!"

I need to take him home. I need to call someone. Or at least wait till he wakes up. Or-

"Fuck!"

I get thrown away from Stiles, who the hell?

"Claw's, huh? But blue eyes, yeah, that's new. What the hell are you ?!" That asshole, Damon says, standing over Stiles.

I don't really want to do this, but I need to get Stiles safe. I take out my phone and call another person I don't really like, but I like them at least more than Damon. Damon just gives me a look that says, is-a-phone-call-really-that-important-right-now-?

"Hello?"

"Come to the high school and help me, and I'll let you be the one to rip Damon's head from his shoulders. Also, Stiles is in danger, and I assume you still owe him one."

"Interesting, I'll com-"

Damon grabs the phone and smashes it,

"You called Klaus! I'll kill you."

"Ha, as if you can."

I stood up as Damon was trying to kill me/attack me, and I grabbed his neck and tossed him like a rag doll to the other side of the street and a little way into the forest. Hmm, I so I didn't imagine it, I'm stronger for some reason. I'm not complaining, but it is weird. Stefan is still struggling to stand from Stiles' assault. And Elena was standing by him. I look at Stiles' and at least he wasn't grabbing his head anymore, but he was definitely knocked out. But Bonnie was still too close to him; I stalked forward to just push her out of the way when Stefan attacks.

Seriously fuck vampires. He bites my damn arm and rip's skin with him as I toss him off. Damn, that really hurt, but I'm still healing just fine. But Stefan gets back up, and Damon, of course, has to start walking out of the forest. Damn two one one isn't really favorable, but I can't leave Stiles. So guess I have to go for the kill; otherwise, this will be too hard. I flash my eyes, and I pop my claws again as my arm finishes stitching back together. I'm about to go in for the kill, but Damon's neck breaks, and he falls to the floor. What the hell? Then Stefan follows suit and also drops, broken neck as well. I was confused until Klaus walks up.

"Shame, you killed them so quickly, but thanks," I tell him relaxing.

"Oh, they aren't dead, I merely broke their necks, they should wake in an hour or so."

"Oh, really? Well, it doesn't matter at the moment. I need to get Stiles home; the stupid witch did something to him."

Klaus looked concerned,

"Did what exactly?"

"I don't know; she just keeps trying to tell me she's saving him. She thinks you compelled him. So she messed with his mind, and now I'm having a problem because he won't wake up."

I definitely am not saying anything about his hybrid issue.

"I am trying to save him! He was so nice before. Klaus did something to him I'm telling you he's messing with you too. Once he wakes up he'll be back to normal." Bonnie yells.

"He's my friend. And he was nice and now that he's working with you two something happened to him and I'm going to make him go back to before."

I just sighed. Great, she's delusional.

"Whatever I'm leaving, I'm not listening to stupidity."

I pick Stiles up off the floor, and I carry him into my car. I put him in the back seat and leave the door open for Klaus to get in. He does get in, and I pull out of there.

I've had enough of teenagers for a lifetime. And that was a true statement back in Beacon Hills.

Stiles POV: (BEFORE PETER CAME)

My phone was shattered to pieces on the floor.

Those motherfuckers.

I look up, and I see Damon. He's standing in front of me with a stupid smirk on his face. I get it. I understand why Peter wants to kill him. Because when he's annoying, he's so irritating he makes me want to kill him. I was trying to control myself so that my eyes didn't glow purple. But I couldn't help punching him in the face. I probably could have helped not doing it eight times in a row, but now I have to buy a new phone. And then I'll owe Peter more money. Even if he doesn't want me to pay him back, I've been keeping a calculation in my head anyway.

Stefan tries to also punch me in the face because I am not letting up on Damon. I didn't mean to do this, but I smack my fist backward, not really expecting to hit him, you know, just expecting to make him back away. But my timing was perfect because I caught him smack dab in the middle of his face, and he flies across the street. I was so surprised I stood there staring long enough for Damon to punch me in the face. It was my own fault.

He broke my nose again. I know because I had to push it back into place again. So gross. Damon was about to try to say something, but honestly, I was too pissed off to care. I grabbed his shoulders and smacked my head with all my might against his head. My head is harder because he knocked out almost immediately. I was kind of surprised. I didn't think my head was that hard. But I do have a headache now, so maybe this was not the smartest thing to do. Especially when Stefan chooses that moment to swing at my face, and he hits me, and my head hurts even more. I get to my feet once again, but everything is kind of blurry. I feel like I got hit one too many times in the head.

I need to knock Stefan out; otherwise, this fight is going to go downhill. I see a rock by my foot, and I pick it up, but I hide it in my hand so Stefan can't see it. The moment he gets close enough to me, I raise my hand as if I'm going to scratch him in the face, but instead, when he gets close enough, I used the rock, and I jam it as hard as I could into his head, and he also knocks out. I let out a sigh of air. Vampires, I just hate them honestly. Werewolves, vampires, the supernatural in general, I think I've had enough today.

I turn around to go pick up my bag off the floor when Bonnie yells at me,

"Stiles, you've changed. I don't know if it's because of Klaus or because of Peter. But you've changed. You were so nice in the beginning, and you were so good. But now you're just different. I'm going to get rid of whatever they're doing to control you. I'll save you, stiles."

I turned to look at Bonnie. What the fuck is she talking about? I'm being controlled by who. This is really getting annoying, how many times must I explain, I'm always like this. I opened my mouth to explain just that, but Bonnie starts chanting. I'm assuming she's doing some witchy mojo. I identify some words in Latin, but I have no idea what she's saying. I mean, I'm not a witch, and I have not studied up since it's no real use to me.

She holds her hand out towards me and continues her chanting getting louder and louder as she walks forward. At first, nothing happens, and I'm just standing there, holding my book bag looking at her like she's crazy. And then my head starts to hurt. And I mean it hurts ten times more than when Stefan smacked my brain around in my skull. I dropped my book bag almost immediately and grabbed my head. It kind of felt like what happened on the full moon. When my wolf was fighting against my fox side, but it was so much more painful.

"See, Stiles; you are being controlled. It wouldn't hurt if you weren't being controlled. There's something else in your mind, and it's not you. I'm helping you, Stiles, just bear with the pain for a little bit longer."

She says with a damn, pleasant voice.

"I'm not being controlled for the last damn time. Stop, you're hurting me. what the hell are you doing to me?"

It feels like something in my brain, or my unconscious is separating, and it does not feel right. I try to block it. But I don't know how to block it. But I'm imagining that's what I'm doing. Because even though it still hurts so much, it hurts a little less than previously.

I fell to my knees because the pain is too much, and I feel like I'm slowly losing consciousness. As I fall, I keep asking Bonnie to stop. But she won't stop. Even when Elena asks her to stop, she still won't stop.

Maybe someone's controlling her.

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Notes:

Anywho, I don't know how I feel about this chapter, but it hints to important things to be discussed later.