Notes:
A lot of shit has been going on in my personal life. That's like crap you know. My uncle Passed away the other day and I started summer school and the teacher is a complete psychopath. She's literally threatening us and is a horrible teacher. Absolutely every single student in the classroom has no idea what's going on.
Also, I had a really bad day yesterday. I cried my eyes out all morning cuz I was really stressed and I cried for like 2 hours straight like screaming. It was terrible. And then I took a nap that was like 2 hours long after not having slept for like a day and a half. And then when I woke up I decided to get shit moving and trying to get stuff together and I ran into the fucking wall that was my mother and she frustrated me so much that I started screaming and banging my head against the wall because I was so fucking pissed. I called a suicide hotline cuz I was so fucking stressed. I call them every now and then whenever I have no one to turn to or talk to. Usually whenever I'm really fucking down and shit.
And that was all yesterday. And then I had to do what would normally be 3 days of work in one hour. I had to make a 5 slide presentation after having to read 10 pages of science that has nothing to do with the fucking class and then I had to coordinate with group members and try to figure stuff out when the teacher didn't explain anything and it's all due tomorrow.
Literally, I'm fucking going crazy.
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Peter POV:
Not 10 minutes after Deaton left, Christopher said he had no business here and also left; then it was just Klaus and I. I quickly summarized what exactly happened and all the information that I learned. Klaus was quite interested in how my sister took away my memories. I told him I would tell him about it later. But I was wondering if he could do something for me.
The bastard said it depended on if it was hard or not.
But I guess we weren't really friends; rather, we were just acquaintances through Stiles.
I told him about how there is a way to get the memories back. I looked inside one of my boxes and pulled out Talia's old claws. The ones that I used from when I got the memory of Malia being my child back. I didn't think that she had taken any more memories, so I didn't think to look. However, the problem this time was that Lydia wasn't here. And I wasn't too keen on going back to Beacon Hills. However, there was another way to retrieve my memories, and it would require an alpha werewolf. However, I was hoping that a hybrid werewolf would count.
I explained it to Klaus in a very simple manner. All he had to do was to put the claws on his own claws, which would be a bit painful, but he was a werewolf, and he's experienced pain before; it's not too difficult. But if he just replaced his claws with Talia's, he could then stick them in the back of my neck, and while I'd rather he not be privy to my memory, we would both be transported into my mind, and we would eventually both see what Talia had taken from me.
I explained it was sort of like what I did to Stiles so that we could wake him up. Except instead of waking me up, we would be searching for my memories.
Klaus was down to do it because he was very interested when we did it the first time, and he was keen to experience it for himself, and if he could learn to do this, then he could do it on his own. And he was all for learning new things, apparently. I didn't care what he gained from this; all I wanted was to know was what was stolen from me.
And hopefully, that is the last of the memories that were taken from me because I don't want to do this again and again and again. It's not fun, and it's really disconcerting to know that so many of my memories were taken, and I had no idea.
I pulled out a chair from the kitchen table, and I sat on it, and I showed him what he should do with his hand, and then I told him to think of a specific place that we have both been so that once we go into my memories, we can end up there and navigate however we can.
He obviously doesn't know what Stiles' mother looks like, so we can't do anything about that, but if I show them a picture of Beacon Hills, maybe we can navigate from there. Also, he's not an alpha, so this won't work exactly the same, but I've done this a few times, so I think I can manage it. Hopefully.
He flexed his hand, and his claws popped out which he then proceeded to rip them all out and replace them with my sisters.
After that, he grabbed my head and stuck his claws in the back of my neck.
I flashed my eyes blue, and then I knew no more.
Klaus POV:
Right after I stuck my hand into the back of Peter's neck, everything went black.
I didn't feel like I passed out, but I couldn't see anything, and it was really dark. But I realized I was also awake. It was just very dark. I remember that I had to think of that picture that Peter showed me of a welcome to town sign. From a town I've never been to, but he said a picture would work, so I imagined it in my head, and suddenly it wasn't dark anymore.
My skin felt warm, and the light was almost blinding. I looked around, and I was standing in the middle of the road; there were just woods everywhere except for the giant stone sign that said welcome to Beacon Hills, California.
It was so weird because it seemed so realistic even though I knew I was standing in Peter's apartment just five minutes ago. The air smelled fresh. I could smell the trees and the grass. I could hear the animals in the forest running around. It seems so realistic even though it was just a memory. My heightened senses could still hear and smell everything that was going on. It seemed almost impossible.
And then I remember that Peter is also a werewolf, and it started to make some sense.
Speaking of Peter, I didn't see him anywhere.
It would be a hassle if he had appeared somewhere differently.
I guess I'll wait here a few more minutes before taking a look at Beacon Hills. A place I've only heard of by mentions of Stiles, Peter, and Lydia.
Peter POV:
The next time I regained consciousness, I was on the side of the road. I recognized it; I was in Beacon Hills. To anyone else, this might've just looked like the side of the road in a random forested city, but I could see the welcome to Beacon Hill sign in the distance, and I could also see Klaus pacing in a circle. I don't think he noticed me yet. I was actually quite a ways away, but still, he was not human and should've seen me.
I stood up and dusted myself off, and I started to slowly walk to Klaus.
It took him a moment before he actually noticed me. It was either the sound of my footsteps, or he saw me. I don't know which one came first. Either way, it didn't matter the moment he saw me; he started complaining.
"Took you long enough. I almost walked into town on my own." Klaus said the moment I got to him.
"Well, good thing you didn't, we have to go somewhere specific, not that I remember either, but I'm sure once we get to town, I'll remember. Hmm, let's go this way." I said, walking into the forest in a seemingly random direction.
"Wouldn't it be better to follow the road, so we get into town quicker?" Klaus asks, still standing on the road, not following.
"Sure, but last I remember is that Stiles' mother was friends with my sister, so we might as well start at my parents' old house, which is also my sister's house," I said, jogging into the woods.
I was having mixed feelings about seemingly going into the past. Even though this wasn't really the past, it was just my memories. I would still be seeing things that don't exist anymore, mainly people that don't exist anymore. I didn't really want to confront all of them, but I couldn't help but want to see them again. Funnily enough, I kind of wish Stiles was here with me. It's more comforting to have him around than I thought. Maybe we did form a real pack...
It didn't take us long to get to Talia's house. Since we both ran through the woods with our enhanced speed, even though I know Mr. Hybrid over there was slowing down; we got here pretty quick. I stopped short at the sight I saw.
I remember this day. If I remember correctly, Talia had invited everyone over...we were having a family get-together. Like we did on occasion so that the full pack could gather.
It seems like nobody could see us. We were like ghosts, watching what was happening around us, but we couldn't interact with anything. Nothing was physical; it was just a memory. It's funny because I don't remember this, but as I'm watching the scene play out, I can remember what was going on. I remember all the people and all by name.
The random boyfriends and girlfriends of some of my cousins that came over. I can see Talia with her boyfriend and, at this point, more likely her fiance. There are no children; Laura, Derek, and Cora weren't born yet. This is before their time. In fact, we were the children, Talia, my cousins, and I.
I didn't realize how young I was until I walked into the memory. And oddly enough, I was holding the hand of Claudia Stilinski, though, at the time, she's obviously not a Stlinski yet.
For Klaus' benefit, I point out who is who.
"That's my sister, Talia; she's already the Alpha at this point. Those are my parents. There's me." I say, pointing to me.
"And I'm holding Stiles' mother's hand; her name is Claudia," I explain, introducing her.
"But I don't remember meeting her now. I don't understand why it was removed." I ask the air.
But suddenly, our vision shifted, and we were in a small apartment.
We were automatically transported from the previous memory to this new one. I was sitting across from Claudia, and we were talking. The conversation between us was something along the lines of how Claudia was sick and how she wasn't feeling well.
"Peter, I asked Alan and Talia, and neither knows what's happening to me. What should I do? I'm losing memories; I forget things. What if this just keeps continuing to get worse? I don't want to keep stressing out everybody because you know Talia is having another child, and I'm sure she doesn't need this stress." Claudia said, crying into past me's shoulder.
"Don't worry; we'll get through this together. And Talia isn't an Alpha for no reason, she can handle a little stress, and I'll help you; we do this together, babe." Past me says, hugging and consoling Claudia.
It's weird for me to watch this because obviously, this happened to me in the past, but as I'm watching it, I'm remembering it and feeling these emotions that I didn't know I even had for someone I barely remember. But obviously, there was something there. Obviously, we had a relationship, and I don't remember any of it.
Before I could even say anything, the memory shifted again.
We went to a different house that I was unfamiliar with; neither of my apartments, Talia's house, or Claudia's apartment. It was a new house that I don't remember. But instead of us being lovey-dovey, we were arguing. Honestly, it was a shouting match between myself and Claudia.
"So what, I'm just supposed to pretend this lady doesn't exist? She's constantly coming up to me telling me all these things about how you're her man, and I'm just supposed to stand there and take it? Peter, just tell her that you're not interested if you're not interested." Claudia says.
"You think I haven't tried. I have tried countless times, but this lady will not leave me alone. Every second I am alone, and she is somehow next to me. You think I don't try to run away. Do you think I don't try to scream and yell at her and tell her to leave me alone? I love you, Claudia; why would I cheat on you with another woman, especially one that's batshit crazy and obsessed with me." Past me said.
"It doesn't seem like you're trying hard enough. I don't know; maybe you would like what she's doing; she's pretty and a shifter." Claudia said, turning around. "Maybe we don't work," Claudia said angrily.
"Seriously. Fine, I guess we don't; it's over then." Past me said, hurt as I walked out.
Claudia just drops to the floor crying.
The memory blurs, and I'm standing across the street, and I'm watching Claudia from afar.
If Stiles could see this, he would call me creeper wolf. She's talking with a younger John Stilinski. Obviously flirting. She looks happy. I concluded that we broke up from a fight, and she moved on.
"Who's that? Why does he seem familiar?" Klaus asks.
"It's Stiles' father; you met him very briefly in Mystic Falls," I explained.
"Ah, so you broke up. But I don't see why this would be taken from you? You obviously have lingering feelings, but it's not like you're extremely depressed or anything." Klaus gives input.
Which are my thoughts exactly because why would Talia take this memory?
As if to answer my question, the memory fades to black, and we appear at a new memory.
This memory is kind of weird.
I'm sitting in my apartment that I remember, and I'm on the phone. On the other side of the phone is Claudia crying.
"Peter, where were you? I forgot to call you. I forgot about the full moon. I attacked Alan. Why was he gathering herbs in the middle of the forest on a full moon? He looked so scared. Peter, I don't know what I'm going to do. The disease is just making me a more dangerous werewolf. I'm afraid I'm hurting people. I'm afraid of hurting my son, my husband, and my friends. What should I do?" Claudia questions.
"Wait, what disease? The one that crazy guy was talking about? Is it possible Stiles has it?" Klaus asked.
"No, well, at least I doubt it. It's a hereditary disease, so there's a chance that it could happen to Stiles, but it happened to his mother after a few months into dating. Oh wow, how do I remember that? Uh, anyway, it's called frontotemporal dementia. It's a disease that shrinks the brain and makes you forget stuff, and you slowly get so sick that you die. There was a scare when he got possessed by the Nogitsune that he was sick with the disease, but it was all a trick that the Nogitsune laid out, so he doesn't have it as far as I'm aware. Though I do believe that even though he's a werewolf, he still has some problems. Because as far as I know, becoming a werewolf should cure almost any problem like his OCD or his ADHD, but he seems to still be having his work is anything to go by. It could be why his mother was able to contract the disease even though she was a werewolf. I honestly don't know too much about your werew olves, so I don't know if that's normal or not." I tell Klaus.
"It's not. But I don't see the benefit of this medicine that man keeps suspiciously bringing up." Klaus says.
"Me either. Let's hope past me knows something."
As I say that the memory fades to black, and we appear in a different place.
This place I recognize quite easily.
We're in the veterinary clinic owned by Deaton.
In the room is past me, Alan, Talia, and a very sickly-looking Claudia.
"After many hours of research, I think I came up with something that will cure your disease. Now I'm not 100% sure on this. But this is my best prototype. And there are no side effects since it's all herbal. And a little bit of druidic magic. And it'll also help with any of the pain that you're experiencing. I added a few painkillers, but nothing too dangerous don't worry about it; I would never endanger your health. I want you to get better." Allan says, sincerely but it just seems suspicious listening to it now.
Claudia picked up the little vial that Alan handed her and then looked at my sister for reassurance.
"But if it's a disease humans contract, why would this magical cure work? I can understand if it was a magical, supernatural disease, but if it's just a disease that any human could contract, why isn't this written down in books. I don't know if we should just let her drink some random concocted medicine, even if it is you, Alan." Past me said, voicing a concern.
Alan's face for a second looked annoyed and angry, but it was gone the next second.
Slowly I was beginning to dread that something else was going on. But I wasn't exactly sure just yet.
But at least past me's concern brought Talia to ask her own question,
"What exactly did you put in it?"
"Very simple things. Nothing harmful. Just some mint and sage and even a little bit of cinnamon, all things that are good that help with memory loss. I didn't want to start prescribing drugs a little henbane, datura, colchicum, which are some nature-made painkillers extracted from plants and vegetables. Just in case it had an adverse effect. And something to mix it all together with a simple druidic spell. Honestly, it's very simple and should do the trick. And if not, I could always just keep tinkering with it, but the product you have in your hand right now doesn't have any harmful effects." Deaton said while smiling.
I didn't know what to think. It all sounded legit; maybe he really was trying to help. I don't know; it just doesn't feel right.
Klaus' face looked very surprised, and he turned to me to say something, but before he could speak, the memory shifted, and we were somewhere else.
The new scene was a funeral.
Claudia's funeral.
I could see Sheriff stilinski and Stiles crying in front of her casket.
And I could see myself with tears pouring down my face; my eyes were uncontrollably flickering between blue and a werewolf electric blue.
A concerned Talia with her children staring at me.
T hen everything went black, and I fell off the chair in the apartment where all of this started.
The claws fell off Klaus' hand, and he looked sweating and out of breath. I felt the same all the memories and emotions were hitting me all at once.
After we had gained our breath and just relaxed a little, I turned to Klaus, remembering that he was going to tell me something. But he beat me to the punch instead of looking alarmed.
"That man, Alan or whatever, he's not trying to cure Stiles. He didn't cure his mother either." Klaus said.
"What? I'm not sure I get what you're saying, Klaus." I said I was confused.
"The things he was listing off in that medicine cure he gave Claudia. We're not extracted from plants and vegetables, well technically, they were, but they're not painkillers. I recognize those words saying my mother was a witch; they're very deadly poisons. Each on their own could kill someone but mixing them together was a deadly concoction. Almost overkill. That man isn't trying to cure Stiles; he's trying to kill him."
"WHAT?!" I yelled, shocked.
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Notes:
My life feels like I move one step forward and like a hundred steps backward every single day.
Anyway, this chapter was fun. Peter started to remember everything and Klaus is a genius.
