"Waking The Demon"

Oh!

[Tuck:] 2, 3, 4!

Helpless!
My eyes are bleeding from the fear that's inside!
You sealed your demise when you
Took what was mine

Don't try to stop me from avenging this world!
No voice to be heard

(Hours before the first chapter)Peter had woken from a nightmare from the past. He sat up sweat drenched the memories threatening to overwhelm him. He had dreamed of the fire often but this nightmare..it was before the fire. Not to long before but still. Something wasn't right he knew it but he couldn't figure out what. To exhausted to care much more he fell back asleep. Not seeing the figure standing by his bed that was little more then a ghost who placed his hand on Peter's head.

'You've got to hurry.' the ghost said. 'Not yet, it has to work this time..'

[Chorus:]
Waking the demon!
Where'd you run to?
Walking in shadows!
Watch the blood flow!

"Dad?"

Peter opened his eyes and knew it had to be a dream.

"Micheal?" he said softly

"Yeah Dad come on, Aunt Tali said food will be done but me, Laura and Jess are going for a quick run." Micheal said. Peter couldn't help but reach out and yank his son into a tight hug.

"Dad?" Micheal said. "You okay?"

"Yeah kid, why don't you guys take Derek with you?"

"But Dad! Derek's slow."

"And so is Jessica."

"Yeah but she knows how to use her spark to keep up and all that."

"Micheal take your cousin. "Peter said with a chuckle.

"Okay fine! DEREK COME ON IF YOU DON'T WANT TO GET LEFT!"

"You don't have to shout you know!" A much younger Derek called back.

"Every body ready?" Tali said from the porch where Peter could see Laura, Derek, Jessica and now his son standing at the edge. "Rules are the same as always. If Jessica is back before the wolves, Derek excluded, then she wins. Five minutes head start Jess get moving." she added making the young girl laugh before she took off into the woods her red hoodie and her disappearing.
[Bridge:]
There's not much longer, so don't try and hide,
Your body's weakening, walk to the light!
Those painful times so alone, so ashamed!
I'm not coming back, there's nothing to gain!

"Catch me if you can big bad wolf!" Jessica shouted as Micheal chased after her, her laughter ringing in the trees as Laura and Derek chased after him.

"Peter? You've been quiet today." Tali said sitting down next to her brother.

"It's nothing. Just..Tali..I know this is a dream." Peter admitted softly

"It's a good one Peter." Tali said wrapping an arm around her brother. "But it's a warning, when you wake up you'll know and you'll go and find what you need."

"I always hated when you were cryptic." Peter replied.

"Bull shit you love it." Tali teased.

"They were young..in love and I..I never got to apologize." Peter said softly as he watched a familiar red hoodie suddenly come into sight. "Is she still around?"

"Now I don't know that one. She might be, love does go beyond death. You of all people would remember that." Tali said tapping his arms where a set of runes glowed to life.

"Give the boy more credit Peter. He isn't you and he isn't John, nor is he Marion, Jessica or Micheal. "

"What do you mean?" Peter asked.

Caution!
There's just no limit to the boundaries you push!
I've warned you but still you just fuck with my mind!
There's no escape from this rage that I feel!
Nothing is real!

"Wake up and figure it out for yourself." Tali replied just as Jessica broke the tree line and the world around him began to spin closing his eyes then opening he stood in the darkened Hale house. His wife and youngest son standing on the stairs while Tali stood a few few from him as Micheal was curled in the floor half transformed howling and screaming.

"What's going on?" Laura said from the top of the stairs where Derek stood with her.

"She's dead." Peter said softly. "Micheal's mate is dead."

Laura's eyes widened as did Derek's.

"No Uncle Peter. You're wrong! Jessica wouldn't..she has Stiles!" Derek shouted

"Not anymore." Peter said as he felt the familiar pain as he knew what would happen a few days from now to his son.

"It's your fault!" Micheal roared at Peter. "You made her chose when she didn't have to! I..I should have fought harder.."

[Chorus]

Waking the demon!
Where'd you run to?
Walking in shadows!
Watch the blood flow!

Again the world shifted around him and all he could see was his son lying on her grave. It had rained that day because she loved the rain. The purple flowers mixed with the roses made him and Tali stay back and away from him as someone finally called the old sheriff. He hadn't wanted to bury his son there..but it seemed fitting to have mates buried next to one another. He hadn't known. He wish he had.

Micheal had devoured the flowers, a poison. It made him think of a bad Romeo and Juliet story but Romeo hadn't been a werewolf that would be mated for life. He's mate..his real one, not the one he married because he couldn't have his mate, was alive so he could not know the pain his son had felt when she took her own life.

The funeral was small with few people attending. He had turned to walk away and stopped and saw Stiles..young Stiles walk up to Derek who pulled the boy into a hug as he sobbed and suddenly he understood. The gift couldn't die but live on. Too bad several weeks later the fire happened and Peter hadn't told Tali..it was better..he had thought...but he was wrong.

[Bridge]
There's not much longer, so don't try and hide,
Your body's weakening, walk to the light!
Those painful times so alone, so ashamed!
I'm not coming back, there's nothing to gain!

"Stiles." Peter said waking up and sitting up. He blinked for a moment he swore his son was standing there in front of him but he had been informed Micheal had passed on. "Damn it Jess, you should have stayed..on this side." he muttered hurrying to get dressed. He felt something inside him pull and he howled in pain.

"Peter!" Derek roared from down stairs. Peter felt the tug and hurried Derek stood in the kitchen looking to be in pain but what made the older Hale step back was when Derek opened his eyes and they were red. "Peter what's going on?"

"Something that shouldn't have." Peter said. "Find Stiles."

Derek didn't need to be told twice as he dashed out of the flat unaware it was too late by the time he made it to the Stilinski house they ambulance had taken the boy to the hospital. The words 'Stiles dead' drifting to him from the people around him.

[Interlude (x2):]
Breathe for me!
Don't wake me from this slumber!
Stay with me!
Possession taking over!

(Back to where Chapter 10 ended)

"Very good." Peter replied. "But we're going to make sure he doesn't stay that way. Deaton here's the picture. I know they are near if not here right now." he added handing Deaton the picture he had gotten from John of Jessica and Stiles.

"I would agree. She was too stubborn to leave him completely alone." Deaton replied. "Derek come over here please."

Derek looked confused but moved over to the table Deation had placed several items along with the photo.

"I need some of your blood." Deaton said holding up a sliver knife. "Just a little into the cup. It and the lock of hair Peter gave me earlier will call them here."

"But..Stiles is dead." Erica said softly confused.

"Dead and passed on are two different things." Peter told her as Derek made the cut letting the blood drop into the cup. The room suddenly became icy cold and the lights snuffed out for a moment before coming back. Standing in front of the table side by side were two ghostly figures.

[Breakdown:] Whoa! Tread!

[Interlude x2]

Waking the Demon!

"Miss me?"