Stiles POV- Stiles was sitting in a train station a very quiet creepy train station. He was looking around but the people sitting were barely even moving let alone talking. In his hand Stiles was holding the keys to his Jeep.
"Excuse me" Stiles to the Doctor sitting next to him.
"Sorry where are we?" Stiles asked her.
"We're at the train station" she told him.
"Right okay helpful. Which train station exactly?" Stiles asked.
"Train station number 137."
"Did you see me come in?"
"No."
"How long have you been here?"
"Maybe an hour?"
"We got here at the same time. It's been at least six hours" the man sitting next to her said.
"Six hours? Where are you going?" Stiles asked.
"Uh I had a ticket with me somewhere. Um…" the doctor said checking her pockets.
"You always travel in your work clothes?"
"I must have been in a rush" she replied looking at her outfit slowly.
Stiles got up and walked over to the ticket counter. A sign in the window said back in 5 minutes but when Stiles touched the counter there was a thick layer of dust on it.
"Do you know if anyone works here?" Stiles asked no one in particular.
"The following stops have been cancelled. Hollatine, Batten, Bay Barry, Deer Ridge, Red Oak" said a voice on the intercom.
People started to get up and walk over to where the train would be.
"Excuse me where are those trains going?" Stiles asked trying to get some answers.
"Trenton, Anderson, King Springs" the announcer finished.
"Excuse me do you know what train this is? Does anyone know where this train's going?" Stiles tried asking multiple people around him as they gathered at the open tunnel.
As they got closer to the tunnel people started to back up slowly. It wasn't until the Ghost Riders came into the station did everyone begin to scream, run, and hide. They whipped a man who was in their way and dropped another man off one of their horses. The man they dropped, his bonds disappeared in a cloud of green smoke. Stiles backed away quickly but not fast enough he was still in the Ghost Riders way.
Suddenly someone grabbed him out of them way and pinned him to one of the columns. Stiles stared at his rescuer in stunned horror.
"It had to be you" Peter Hale said.
Just like that the Riders were gone and it was like someone flipped a switch all the screaming stopped and the people including Peter went back to where they were sitting.
"Peter? Peter what are you doing here? How are you here?"
"What do you mean how am I here? I'm here you are here we are all here. Now get the hell away from me Stiles."
"Hey Peter, Peter, Peter! What are you doing?" Stiles yelled when Peter seemed to zone out.
"I'm waiting for my train."
"Okay did you not just see that?"
"See what?"
"The horses the hogtied business man with the magically dissolving ropes? I'm sorry did anyone just see that?!" Stiles yelled to everyone.
"Do you mind? You're blocking the board. I'd like a little warning before my train arrives" Peter said.
"Okay so you're waiting for a train. How did you get here?"
"Pretty sure I took a cab."
"Last time I saw, you were being locked away in Eichen House."
"I was in Eichen... Thanks to you."
"Memories good. Can you remember how you uh got out? They discharge you?"
"No the power went out and I ran like hell."
"That's it? You just ran?"
"Yes that's it I literally just ran away from the insane asylum hat was holding me hostage."
Then Peter got this distant look in his eyes and he stood up and began to pace.
"How long have I been here?" he finally asked.
"The lockdown was three months ago" Stiles said sitting down.
"I've been missing for three months and no one came for me?"
"That's what the Ghost Riders do they erase you."
"Ghost Riders of the Wild Hunt?"
"Yeah you know what I'm talking about?"
Peter sighed and sat down again. "Of course I know what you're talking about. They ride the lightning they are an unstoppable force of nature. But I promise you they don't make pit stops in train stations. I've escaped one prison only to land in another. And this looks like the underground lair of a depressed bureaucrat."
"Come on there's gotta be a way out of this place right? Have you tried looking around? Have you talked to anyone who knows anything?"
"If this is the Wild Hunt there is no escape. You and I are doomed to ride the storm forever."
"Yeah we're not in the storm we're in a train station. But we can get out of a train station."
"We can't get out of here Stiles because this place isn't real."
"What are you talking about?"
"Beacon Hills doesn't have a train station" Peter replied.
Stiles got up and went over to one of the doors. He tried to open it but there were chains around the handles. Peter sat up on a bench watching him.
"What are you doing?" Peter asked as Stiles yanked on the chains which, very slightly, bent when Stiles pulled.
"Little help please?"
Peter rolled his eyes and hopped off the bench. Then with one hand he broke the chains. Stiles went through the door only to come out of one a few feet down from the first door.
"What the hell?" Stiles looked at Peter and the first door then at the one he just came through.
Peter looked at Stiles then the door and back again totally confused. Stiles again went through the first door but he ended up walking out of the same one a few feet away. When he went to try again Peter stopped him.
"No no no keep going" he mocked.
"I don't see you coming up with anything" Stiles replied.
"Stiles. Left shoulder against the pillar. Don't look" Peter turned whispering to Stiles who then looked.
"I said don't look."
"Yeah" Stiles replied softly after seeing the boy looking at them.
"He's watching us" Peter said.
"Yeah…so?"
"So… every person in this station is either comatose or catatonic. He seems very interested in keeping an eye on us" Peter said then he gave a slight nod toward the boy.
Stiles went to go question him but he slipped around the pillar.
"Hey!" Stiles turned to stop the boy but Peter was already there.
"Oh my god" Stiles said stopping just before he ran into Peter.
"Why are you watching us?" Peter asked.
"You tried the doors. Nobody ever tries the door" the boy said with a small laugh.
"Sounds like you have" Stiles said.
"The ones that I could open. I've tried everything else."
"Not everything you're still here" Peter said.
"Yeah it seems like you got some kind of a plan. So why don't you tell us about it?" Stiles asked.
"I can tell you. Doesn't mean you can do it."
Stiles laughed softly looking at Peter who silently looked at him.
"Oh we, we can do it. He can… he can…" Stiles said nodding his head at Peter.
"Well it's right in front of your face" the boy said looking at the dark tunnel at the end of the platform.
"You didn't see it did you?"
"I saw it" Stiles replied.
"Then why'd you waste so much time running through the door? I'll tell you why. Because it's all part of this illusion. You're afraid and they want you to be afraid."
"I'm not afraid" Peter said.
Then he turned and started to walk toward the dark tunnel. However he stopped just before the opening.
"Can't do it can you? He can't do it" the boy said to Stiles
"We really should kill him" Peter said over his shoulder to Stiles.
"Or you can just walk through it" Stiles responded.
"Push me" Peter said softly.
"What did you say" Stiles asked quietly coming to stand next to Peter.
"Push me!" Peter said.
Stiles gave Peter a shove into the dark tunnel.
"Now you're getting it" the boy said walking into the tunnel past Peter.
"Stiles. Stiles let's go" Peter called back.
Stiles couldn't bring himself to enter the tunnel so Peter reached back grabbed his shirt and tanked Stiles into the tunnel.
"Congratulations you found another part of the phantom train station" Peter said as they walked into an abandoned part of the train station.
"Is this the way out?" Stiles asked.
"IF it was we would be leaving" Peter replied.
"You might want to stay off the tacks. Cause that's the way in and out" the boy said pointing to the end of the tacks where fog had gathered.
They could hear the rumble of thunder from a storm in the fog followed by a horse whinnying.
"They're coming" the boy said.
They all scrambled up off the tracks and behind the stone pillars just as three Ghost Riders came through the fog. They rode down the tunnel away.
"That's the way out? How in the hell are we supposed to do that?" Peter asked.
"We jump" the boy replied.
"Jump?" Peter asked doubtfully.
"On the back of the Riders as they go through" the boy continued.
"Is that all?" Peter asked.
"I've been timing it. Look we can jump from here just before they go out."
"I think you're confusing your pronouns. WE aren't going to do anything. But YOU should absolutely give that a shot" Peter said.
"Do you not want to get out of here?"
"We want to get out alive okay? How do you know this works? Seems like a lot could go wrong" Stiles said.
"Look I can't stay here. I'm losing my mind in this place."
"I think you have an excellent grasp of the situation. I say go for it."
"Peter" Stiles argued.
Then a horse neighed down the tunnel.
"Hey they're coming back."
Stiles and Peter hid behind one pillar the boy another.
"No we can't let him do this right?" Stiles asked.
"What if he's right?" Peter said.
"Hey we'll figure something else out. Hey look there's gotta be another way out of this place" Stiles said trying to talk the boy down.
"But there isn't. I've been looking for months. Are you coming or not?"
"It's all you" Peter said.
Then the Ghost Riders came back down the tracks. Stiles tried to grab for the boy.
"Shit!" he said as he saw a Ghost Rider really close to him. Peter pulled him back.
"Let him try" Peter said.
As the Ghost Riders came back down the tunnel the boy jumped on the last ones' horse. Two of the Riders made it through the barrier.
"Come on. Come on" Peter said softly as they watched.
However as the last Rider went through the barrier the boy was stopped and thrown from the horse. He screamed and writhed in pain as his body disintegrated.
"Somehow I don't think that went the way that he was hoping" Peter said.
Stiles jumped down onto the tracks to check where the boy had been.
"Stiles he's dead. You see his face? Trust me he's gone" Peter told him.
"You knew he'd die" Stiles said getting angry.
"I didn't know. I mean I assumed."
"Yeah but you could have warned him."
"He was going to do it anyway. Now we know."
"Know what?" confusion replaced Stiles' anger for now.
"That we're stuck. It's over. We are trapped because that was our only way out."
"Or that's just what they want us to believe" Stiles said walking back over to Peter.
"What? What is it with you teenagers? You think that you're special? You think the rules don't apply to you? Do you get it? we are dead and buried. Money? It's worthless. Driver's license? Credit cards?" Peter said grabbing Stiles' wallet dumping its contents.
"Give me my damn wallet back" Stiles said.
"It's all meaningless. Keys?" Peter took Stiles' keys.
"Give me my keys" Stiles said.
Peter threw them away to his left.
"What did you think you were gonna do drive us out of here? Is that what you thought? Do you get it we don't exist and we are already forgotten."
Stiles let his anger take over but he didn't hit Peter he simply looked up at him and somehow Stiles knew there was a hint of Alpha red in his eyes but it was hard to hold on to.
"You forget Peter I am special. I'm mated to the Alpha of Alphas. She will find me she will come for me. Now give me my wallet" Stiles ordered.
Having no choice Peter gave Stiles his empty wallet. Feeling both drained and powerful Stiles took the wallet and walked away from Peter back to the original station he was in.
Stiles say down next to an old woman closed his eyes and focused on Selene.
Selene POV- Selene was wondering the halls at Beacon Hills high school not feeling any motivation to go to class when she felt it. Emotions. It hit her right in the chest causing her to stumble into the lockers. She smiled, she felt him her mate she felt Stiles.
"There you are" she said softly smiling.