Chapter 7:
Thomas/Stiles' POV :
I walked out of the station and closed my eyes leaning against a wall. So many thoughts were crossing through my mind but one thing was clear. The only way for me to meet Janson was to back inside the simulation. Back to the place I had spent so long trying to escape.
I felt someone standing behind me and they cleared their throat. I turned around to see someone I didn't recognize.
"I know its been awhile Stiles, but I thought you would at least remember my name." It was a man. He had dirty blonde hair, an irritating smirk, and looked older than the others.
"Do I know you?" I turned around and raised an eyebrow. He seemed almost shocked that I didn't say his name.
"Peter. Peter Hale."
And just like that the world around me went dark.
I saw flashes of Scott and his friends, but they weren't human they were.... different.
I saw flashes of the guy from earlier in the apartment. At first we were arguing, back and forth not seeming to particularly like each other. Then as the memories continued to find their way back to me, we seemed to grow more protective, king glances we hoped no one else saw, and then- darkness.
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Third Person's POV:
Thomas was currently passed out on the ground. Peter standing over him.
The rest of the pack was inside, Scott explaining to them what had just occurred with the note Stiles had found.
"He read the note and then started talking about how he had to find this guy. What should we do?" Scott looked towards the door contemplating whether or not to go after him.
"We need to help him." Derek had a hard expression and was looking around the pack as they all nodded their heads. Scott then noticed a boy on the other side of the room staring at them. He was skinny, tall, and had blonde hair.
Scott walked past his friends and went over to the boy "Yes?" He stood up and looked Scott up and down. He looked frantic, and Scott could hear his heart beating fast, smelling the hope on him
"Nothing mate. I was just looking for someone... but I guess he isn't here yet." The boy put his hand to the back of his neck and sighed.
"What's his name? Maybe we can help"
"Thomas." Scott just looked at the boy and nodded. Yet another person that seemed to have a connection with Stiles's alter ego.
"Yeah I know who you're looking for. I saw him outside." He pointed to the door and started walking towards it. The boy ran ahead of him and opened the door to see Thomas on the ground and Peter hovering over him.
"Thomas!" Newt ran over to Thomas and started to try waking him up "What did you do to him?!" He looked at Peter and for a second Peter seemed almost intimidated
"Nothing, he just passed out." Peter put his hands up in defense and Scott pushed him out of the way.
Then Thomas' eyes started to flutter "Newt?"
"Hey Tommy"
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