Notes:
Hello hello, it's been a minute or so. Honestly, I haven't posted in the story since March 12th. I apologize, but I've had no motivation to write whatsoever. And I kind of got stuck with the story because I didn't know where I wanted to take it. Well, that's a lie. I knew where I wanted it to go, but I didn't know how to get from where I left off to where I wanted to be. So I made this chapter.
I made it quite long because I haven't posted in a while. Also, I have another chapter in the works. I cannot say it will be posted today but hopefully tomorrow.
***Also wanted to add quickly that this chapter is formatted like how my filler chapters are written. It's a little different than how I typically write a chapter. {My fillers are generally all written from Stiles's point of view and there is very little dialogue.} But please forgive this chapter for being this way because if it didn't happen I couldn't write anything else. I would have been stuck in the same place. So sometimes my chapters have to turn out this way but just think of it as a stepping stone for better chapters. I just want to put this on the preface so nobody complains. Because I noticed it's different, it's just that for me to be writing this rather than not writing at all because I'm stuck.***
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Stiles POV:
A few weeks pass by.
The classes have been going well, all things considered. I've learned a lot. More than I would've learned on my own, so I consider this a win even though the start of this seemed like a considerable loss. But moving past that since we're all friends sort of now. However, Peter gives Rei the stink eye if he ever catches sight of him. But other than that, life was pretty much uneventful, which is a new thing for me. Because they're always used to be something going on but for a few weeks to a month nothing happened. At that time, I got a lot of crap done. I attended all my classes full-time and actually worked on passing them, unlike before when I barely attended because I was wrapped up in supernatural shit. But at least this time, I made an effort, and I passed a few of my classes, thankfully. I never said I got an A, but I passed, and you know what, that counts, and it's good enough for me.
Besides getting semi-good grades and passing all my classes, I also started to develop an understanding of my Kitsune powers; I don't have a hang of anything yet. Still, I do have a deep understanding of it. What that means is, I read a bunch of shit about Kitsune's, and I can sort of get it. But I've been banned from trying any of it out because I was told it is dangerous and I might die. Apparently, after I told my teacher that to test out my powers, I touched a taser. He decided to ban me from "testing out" my powers. I can see where he's coming from, but it's boring. Because the only time I can test anything out is when he's near me.
Have I been following this rule to a T?
Oh, hell, no.
I've been practicing on my own for about a week? Just because I do things that could be considered reckless and dangerous doesn't mean...well, no, it does mean I'm stupid. But! I still need to practice; otherwise, I'm never going to get the hang of it. And I only meet Rei once a week. And that's way too little time of my life spent doing something that I need to get the hang of. So I do practice on my off time. I don't do big things. I have time with Rei to do that, be as reckless as I want, and not suffer many consequences.
But on my own, I do simple things.
Simple things such as testing out the limits of my power. Whatever I learn with Rei, I do on my own, and I hold it for as long as I can. To build up the strength of doing it.
I expect to get into fights. I don't want to get into fights, and I have no plans of doing so, but knowing my life, it's inevitable. Especially knowing the people I know and especially since Scott, Bonnie and Deaton are hell-bent on "curing" me. And me not having any plans to be "cured," so I'm going to get into a fight sometime in the future when they inevitably find me.
It's only a matter of time; I trust Chris as far as I could throw him, and well, since I'm a werewolf, I can throw him pretty far, but I still don't trust him. I know that he's an okay person since he did try to save me when I was kidnapped by Rei even though he was hunting me. But I'm sure as much as Chris likes me as a person, he may like Scott just a little bit more and the possibility that he likes Scott enough to disclose my location to him. I'm not risking it.
Chris doesn't know where I live, which is a plus, but he knows where I am at. Which it's too close for comfort. I'm not going to get up and move right now. I still have some school left to finish, and I don't want to be on the run all the time. But that doesn't mean I don't have a backpack full of important things stashed and ready to go.
Because I do.
I'm not too worried about Scott, Bonnie, and Deaton because while they are a formidable trio, I don't think they all have the same goal, which helps me in some cases. But also because I have some pretty strong friends. It's really nice having people to back you up. But I guess that's what a pack is. We don't really have an alpha, but between myself, Peter, Klaus, Lydia, and even Hayley. I think we can kick some serious ass.
I'm not going to fully count on my teacher, but he's pretty strong; actually, he's incredibly strong, but I don't think he likes me enough to fight for me, so I'm not going to count him in my kick-ass pack.
Even though I am quite confident in the ability of my friends to 'kick-ass.' I'm not completely relaxed. As much as they lack in numbers, they don't really lack in strength and in knowledge. They have Deaton, who is like a walking supernatural encyclopedia. Then they have Bonnie, who is a witch, who can mess with people's minds. And good old Scotty, who is a true alpha. While they are not as intimidating as our group, they are quite intimidating.
But all of that aside, at least for the past month, nobody has come to 'cure me', so at the moment, I feel pretty safe. Also, Klaus is very resourceful. He got some witch he knew to put a protection spell on our apartment. So if nothing else, at least we have that.
But apparently, Klaus has some 'business across the pond' as he says it, and he's leaving for a week to go to London for something. He said he would come back, but he said he couldn't give a for a sure date on when but if we needed any help, just to call. Well, then he also kind of diminished that statement by saying even if we did call, he might not pick up, so basically Klaus is going to go away for a vacation or something, and he's not gonna be around for like a few weeks, which is fine.
I never expected him to hang out with us all the time. I'd actually rather he not hang out with us all the time. Especially considering that I noticed that Lydia and Klaus are definitely not 'just friends.' I don't really want to know what else they are, so I'm glad if he just, you know, goes...uh...anywhere. I'm not jealous; if I was four years younger, I may have been extremely jealous and wanted to punch Klaus in the face bit, but not so much anymore. Lydia did not get any less gorgeous, of course. She is still my goddess, but we work really, really well as friends. And I will give up my long-term crush for friendship.
Anyway, enough about that. Another surprising thing that happened maybe two weeks after Klaus was gone in England somewhere. Hayley actually got some information about some of her family. We have been searching for a long time just online strictly. But apparently, her birth certificate came from New Orleans. And it was a shock to her because she thought she was born somewhere completely different.
It was a shock to me because it took me sooo long to get her birth certificate un-confidential. Either her parents went through a lot of work to hide her identity, or somebody else did. It kind of seemed like somebody was making her disappear completely. But I have no idea why. And neither does Hayley. The moment she found out, she decided to take a trip over to New Orleans. I told her she should wait until after the semester was over so that we could all go together because I was not going to pass up on a trip to New Orleans, that sounds like so much fun. But she said I could meet her later because she really wanted to find out because she's been waiting so long. And I wasn't gonna deny her of going.
I also sent out a text to Klaus because, as he predicted, he did not pick up the phone at all, no matter how many times I called him. But I did send him a text that if he took too long in England that I may not be here anymore, and I might be in New Orleans with Hayley. I just wanted to let him know that if he comes here and finds nobody there, he doesn't freak out or panic.
Though I cannot imagine Klaus freaking out and or panicking so I sent him a text just to let him know.
Two months later...
I did plan on going to New Orleans right after the semester was over, but of course, nothing goes how I want it to. In 2 months the semester was finally over, but I got a call from Malia.
Now, of course, I didn't answer it on the first ring. I was just gonna listen to her message and to see if it was anything really important. I forgave her because I feel like she was just following Scott's lead because he's the alpha, and she's new at this human thing. But I didn't really want to text her a lot because she was still in Beacon Hills, and she was still talking to Scott. She told me she was talking to him to get information, but I can't exactly trust it 100%. So I let her phone calls go to voicemail and then just listen to the voicemails.
I sort of wish I picked up this phone call. Because apparently, some stuff was going on in Beacon Hills. Something about people disappearing and how everyone was forgetting people. I had no idea what she was talking about. I've never heard of anything like that before. And you know it wasn't really my problem, so I wasn't going to go help. I was just gonna do a little bit of research and send the information her way.
Because while I don't like Scott a lot because he's trying to kill me in a way. I still care about the people who live there in Beacon Hills. And my father is there, and Malia is there, and I don't want them to die even if I'm a little upset with them. I don't even want Scott to die; he's still my bro. Even if my bro is a douche bag right now, but he is still my family. I can't just let him die.
Maybe I'm too kind.
But the first part of the message wasn't a problem with it. It was the second part. It was a little difficult to understand at first because whatever she was saying, she sort of forgot halfway through the voicemail.
I had to play her voicemail one more time just to understand,
"Stiles, you need to get to Beacon Hills right now there are people disappearing, and everyone forgets them, and we were trying to figure out what it was, but something happened and and and uh um, uh someone disappeared? Uh, what was I talking about? Who disappeared? I can't remember. I don't even remember why I am calling you. Sorry, I think. I'm gonna hang up now." And that was the confusing voicemail that she left me.
So, of course, I called back immediately because I was worried. As much as I hate some of them, I'm still really worried. And, of course, Malia picked the phone up right away, thankfully.
"Stiles! Hey!" Malia said, sounding happy.
Which figures because this is the first time I called her since I left Beacon Hills. And it's been almost half a year now.
"Hey, Malia. Uh, I'm calling because of the voice message you just left me; it was bizarre. I was kind of wondering if you could clarify what you were talking about?" I asked.
The other side of the phone call was silent for like a few minutes before Malia answered,
"Uh, right, I called you about the new problem happening in Beacon Hills right now. Apparently, people are being forgotten. But I can't remember who I forgot. Just Deaton told us that someone was making us forget and it was some kind of supernatural creature, but I don't know who. Something about ghosts. But I don't remember too much. I kind of wasn't paying attention. And also, that was like two weeks ago. I don't know why I called you about it just now." Malia answered.
But she was perplexed about the last phone call she made, so she really didn't have any information that was helpful. Unfortunately.
"Well, are you okay? How's my dad?" I asked because otherwise, it was really nothing I could do.
"Oh, I'm excellent. And what do you mean, your dad?" Malia asked.
My eyebrows furrowed; what does she mean? What do I mean, my dad?
"I'm asking if my father is okay? You know my dear old dad, the sheriff of Beacon Hills." I ask, re-clarifying it as if she's stupid for not knowing.
Because how can you not know who my dad is? It didn't even occur to me what the original conversation was about.
"Stiles, are you pulling a prank on me? You don't have a father; you have a mother. And your mother is the sheriff of Beacon Hills. I thought your father died a long time ago?" Malia said, confused still.
What?
What the fuck?
What?
WHAT!?
My mother? Is the sheriff of Beacon Hills. What is going on?
"No. I am not playing a prank. My father is the sheriff of Beacon Hills. My mother died when I was a kid. I am almost positive about that. What are you talking about?" I said, slightly angry; this wasn't a fun prank or joke.
This was fucked up.
"No. Your mother is the sheriff. She always has been. I don't know what you're talking about, Stiles." Malia said, hurt at the tone I was using.
I wasn't trying to accuse her of lying to me, but she's plain out lying to me. But then something occurred to me.
"Let's say what you're saying is true. Does that mean my dad is not in Beacon Hills right now? Figuratively, saying he's alive, he's not there, is what you are saying?" I asked, hypothetically for her.
"Uh, yes? Your dad is not here. Not that he ever was, but if we're speaking figuratively, then no, he's not here." Malia said, sassy like her father.
"Okay, so run by me again; what are those monsters that are making people forget things," I asked, now knowing how to direct the conversation so that I actually get some answers rather than confuse mumbling.
"Uh, hold on, let me ask Kira really quickly," Malia said, putting her phone down and walking away.
I heard her scream Kira from really far away. And then maybe 5 minutes later she comes back.
"Okay, so I asked her; she said they were called Ghost Riders, and they take people. But then Deaton doesn't really know a lot, and apparently, a week ago, Deaton went on a vacation or something. I don't really know, but he didn't disappear. He just went out of town to do something because Kira said I would've forgotten him if he disappeared. But apparently, a few people disappeared, according to Deaton, but none of us remember them. It's tough to find the Ghost Riders because we think anyone who saw them disappeared, and now we can't remember them. Honestly, we all kind of don't know what to do." Malia said in one breath, trying to get it all out, so she didn't have to run back and ask again if she forgot what she was trying to say.
But that made things more complicated for me because apparently, my dad is missing, but nobody remembers in the stupid town. But maybe it only affects Beacon Hills because I can clearly remember I have a father and not an alive mother. So now that means I'm going to have to head back. Shit.
"Malia, is Scott and Bonnie in town still?" I ask because I'm willing to risk my life for saving my father, but I should know if I should take all precautions while going there or if I can relax a little.
"Scott is still here. He is taking over at the veterinary clinic for Deaton. Uh, but who was the other person?" Malia asked.
I frowned.
"Bonnie. The witch that followed me from Mystic Falls, and she's kind of a little crazy." I answered with the shortest version of a description I could give her.
But it pretty much sums her up pretty well.
"Uh, I never met her. I don't think she ever came to Beacon Hills. Maybe she is still in Mystic Falls because I don't remember her at all." Malia said.
Well, that answers that. Apparently, Bonnie is missing as well as my father. This is going to be a freaking headache.
"Okay, thanks, Malia. I gotta go right now. I might see you in Beacon Hills in a few days or so just so I can come over and maybe try to help." I said, leaving out saving my father because I knew it was going to confuse her even more.
"Okay! I miss you!" Malia said, hanging up soon after.
Peter wasn't home, and I didn't want to bring him. Not that I didn't want to bring Peter with me because I do. But Peter told me distinctively that he does not ever want to go back to Beacon Hills ever again. And he's done so much for me that I don't want to force him to go back to see people he doesn't really care about. I'm pretty sure the only person he cares about in Beacon Hills is Malia, and she's fine as of right now.
I don't want to go alone just in case I disappear and I am forgotten about. But I'm not gonna force Peter to go back. That being said, I have two options. Or two people I consider options. Lydia is not a part of these options because I'm not going to force her to go, but her mother is in Beacon Hills, and I'm probably guessing she's gonna go back the moment I tell her there's trouble.
But of my two lovely options, there is my teacher, Rei, the all-powerful Kitsune. Or an unlikely choice which is Damon. I would only call Damon because he is very strong, and he is the only other vampire that doesn't probably hate my guts. I don't think he likes me very much, but from what I could tell, he kind of likes Bonnie, so I'm going to use that to convince him to come with me and also help me.
I actually think that Damon is who is going to come with me. As much as I would love for my teacher to come with me, I don't think he cares enough, at the early stages we're at right now. The only compelling point I have is that since I'm going to be in Beacon Hills and he's teaching me maybe, he should come to Beacon Hills with me. But I'm not gonna push it.
That's the plan for today.
Now I have a phone call to make with a slightly homicidal and completely psychotic vampire. And I'm going to go try to convince my teacher as well—the more, the merrier.
But I'm not sure in this case that really applies.
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Notes:
We are starting to get into the real part of this book. Where this book is going to mainly focus on New Orleans. But I had an idea before we got there.
Cuz I need some time for Hayley and Klaus to 'make babies'. So Stiles is going to be facing some other foes. With some other people.
I just need a bunch of time to pass, so I'm adding another little adventure for Stiles. But it'll make him have more friends, and it will let him grow stronger before he faces New Orleans.
That's all I wanted to say. I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and I hope you'll enjoy the next chapter, where we will hopefully get some action, and maybe we will start to head to Beacon Hills again.
{Side Note: In my head, I pronounce 'Rei' like 'Ray'. Idk what you hear but that's the sound in my head}
