While this chapter was easy to write, it is filled with a lot explanation concerning this stories mythology, what makes it a bit hard to read. But hang on it's going easier in later chapters... I hope.
I really hope you can still enjoy this.
Disclaimer
Neither the characters nor the storyline is mine. I just like to play with it. No money was made from this story. No animals or children were hurt during the writing of this story...
Chapter 5
Danny was pretty fucking nervous when stood on the Stilinski's front porch. A lot was riding on how he sold the three young pups the truth. It was much to take in, they were supposed to be eased into this situation. Learn from the best of their specific crafts. But now this overgrown mongrel, Derek Hale, had to come along and ruined millennia on planning, tweaking decisions and in doing so jeopardizing the only hope for peace they would ever have. He could feel the other boys in the house, his empathy allowed him to read their emotions, dominated by confusion.
It took him another fifteen minutes to muster up the courage to ring the bell. It was Jackson who opened him. He had seen his best friend just yesterday, but he was so different now. He looked less like a boy and more like a man, but he had a sinister feeling to him which, considering his heritage, wasn't too unusual. He looked concerned at Danny enveloping him in a hug obviously feeling the taller boys discomfort.
"Dan what is going on? You look like someone kicked your metaphorical puppy!" Jackson asked the teen witch, earning himself a chuckle. "We asked ourselves how much longer you would just stand there."
"I'm sorry to barge in on you guys like that, I know you have a lot to deal with right now, with the whole werewolf thing and all, but I might be able to shed some light on the situation. And, please, don't ask me how I know, I will explain it all in a few minutes. This is if you let me in!" He told the newly turned teen wolf in front of him, praying Jacks would not reject him, when Jackson's eyes turned from curious, to accusingly before ending on seething anger.
"Jackson, let the boy in, don't be such a sour wolf! Bad dog, sit!" It was, once again, Stiles's sarcasm saving the day.
Reluctantly the blond wolf stepped aside and allowed the goalie to enter. All four of them made their way into the living room where the three wolfs fell onto the sofa, in what could only be described as a puppy pile. Scott in the middle, Stiles on his left site resting his head on Scott's shoulder and Jackson laying down legs swinging off the armrest, head resting in Scott's lap with Scott and Stiles alternately playing with his hair as if to sooth him, all had their eyes trained on him. Danny asked himself if these three even noticed how intimate they had become in only 24 hours. Yesterday Jackson would have killed Stiles if he had as much as tried to touch his hair, but today he lay there growling in contentment. He couldn't help but be turned on by the sight in front of him. Couldn't blame him, these three are hot. Slowly regaining his composure he began.
"OK, I will tell you all I know, but first let me finish my story without interrupting me. K?" A slow nod from Scott was all the encouragement he needed and he began the long tale.
"Since the beginning of time our community, the magical community that is, has been at war. There are three sites fighting for dominance. There is the dark site, the demons and all their minions, wanting to bring chaos and destruction. And then there is the light site, angels and their allies, aspiring to bring order to the chaos of the world. The last site is the gray site, witches and warlocks, those who swore their allegiance to this world, firm in their beliefs that only the total annihilation of the other two sites will ensure their goal. Neither site can be allowed to win!
Fate herself decided to intervene and to bring peace by ensuring balance. One member of each party was meant to stand up and form a triumvirate. And this is where you three come in. You are those three. Scott your mother is a nephilim the daughter of a mortal women and an angel. Angels breed with mortal women to increase their numbers, but Sometimes, like in your mothers case, this offspring doesn't develop any abilities and is ignored. Later an angel fell in love with your mother and visited her in her dreams, this is how you were sired, making you three parts angel, the man you knew as your father is infertile. Jackson your real parents were a succubus and an incubus, demons possessing host bodies to sire you. And Stiles, please don't take this the wrong way, but your mother was a witch. Making you are one as well, or as we are liked to be called a warlock. As far as I know the two of us even share the same magical heritage Emrys and Warren, but I'll explain that later.
You three were meant to be turned into werewolfs as a way to manifest your other inactive abilities, but now Derek has interfered and turned you way to early. You were supposed to learn so many things first to ensure you were ready to step into your roles.
You three might have noticed something else has changed. You three are soul mates, three parts of the same soul. Allowing you to share and increase the others powers. And when I look at your lips, I think we thought correctly and the bond includes a physical relationship as well, hot!" He ended his explanation smiling dirty.
"OK, that was...ah, illuminating. But what the fuck are you?" Jackson, who by now sat straight in on the sofa, asked, his voice full of malice and disappointment.
Danny sight. "Jacks, please, believe me. I learned about this only two years ago myself and lying to you since than was killing me. It was on the night before my fourteenth birthday, that the angel of destiny visited me in my dreams and told me about a deal my parents apparently made shortly after I was born. You see, I was born with a birth defect that would have killed me within a matter of days. She gave my parents a choice, seeing me die or allowing her to approach me at a time of her choosing, to ask me for a "favor"! Like Stiles, there is a strong magical heritage in my family, as I said Emrys and Warren. She asked if I would agree to become a guardian. A protector to the three you. She told me she would awaken my magical potential and give me the spirit of a guardian. You ever seen DS9? It's a little like Jadzia and Dax. I live in a symbiotic relationship with it, getting knowledge and a substantial power boost and in return I keep it alive.
It was shortly after I came out to you and you reacted so great that I decided I would do anything, to keep you safe and so I agreed. Please don't hate me!" He finished, sadness pouring out of every pore of his body. Thinking "Why is it always me?".
Jackson slowly get off the couch making his way over to Danny, his heart breaking seeing the sadness coming of his best friend in waves. He slowly kneed before the teen witch, pulling him into a soft embrace when the goalie resolved into tears.
"Dan, you remember what I said to you after you came out to me?" He asked, relived when he felt Danny nodding into his chest. "Good, I meant it than and I mean it now. You are my best friend, now matter what!"
Danny felt hands on both shoulders, looking up he looked into the eyes of Stiles and Scott who smiled reassuringly.
"So, what now" It was Stiles asking the question burning on everybody's nails.
"Well..."
OK I thought this is enough confusing information for one chapter. Till the next time.
Dedalus