Steter: Older Men

Ch. 9: "I'm getting you back one way or another"

Ch. 9: "I'm getting you back one way or another"

AN: I did get inspiration from Another writer. All credit for the continuation of this plot goes to them. I enjoyed their book so I thought it would be cool to incorporate some of the same aspects into my story.

/TW/ MENTION OF suicide /BLOOD/ suicide

A few more days had passed since the funeral, Stiles doesn't really know how many days at this point he stopped keeping count a long time ago. Why bother anyway? It's not like he has much to live for. His life has been torn to pieces and he can't seem to glue it back together.

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I'm done trying, Without Peter I see no point in living. So for the past week I've been looking at different spells I can use to bring him back to me. And trust me I know there's a possibility he won't come back right. I know I'm verging into zombie territory. I know all of these things. I know all the consequences if it backfires. I'll deal with the consequences after I get Peter back.

The only issue is I haven't found the right spell. I haven't been able to find anything to bring him back. However I have found a few time traveling related spells. Now the problem with that is I'm not experienced enough, so there's the possibility it wont even work. Obviously I'm still looking for the right spell. Though finally I've come to some kind of conclusion: I'm going back in time to save peter.

I have been practicing with my magic trying to become stronger so I can successfully complete The time traveling spell. Some challenges have risen in my quest to perfect the spell. One time traveling is frowned upon in the magic community, and secondly this means getting books on time travel is very difficult. Like so difficult, almost every boom in existence has been destroyed. It really does suck. One bright side is I've heard Deaton either has or knows where One of the last books is located.

Now look I know I seem crazy to you right now Even I think I've got a few screws loose. It's always been like this with me, I'm the one who comes up with the plans that usually work yet always end with someone getting hurt. The plan I've recently come up with involves me getting hurt, I'm not taking a trip to the hospital, I'm talking about a trip to the morgue.

The only spell I was able to Research about was that required me to drain my body of blood. There wasn't much info online. These spells are forbidden for any kind of magic caster to use, So obviously I couldn't find a lot of information online.

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Stiles is in a world of pain, I can't blame him for wanting to try all his options.

The young brunette hasn't seen his living friends in days. He's fixated on one person: Peter. No one really knows what happens after death, Stiles used to always wonder. However now that death has taken more than one of his loved ones he really doesn't care he just wants them back. The only thing Stiles wants is to feel loved again, by Peter.

The only reason the days seem to be passing at all is because he's studying his magic and looking for the proper books. He's also been trying to come up with a plan to look through Deatons stuff. Stiles is now sure Deaton is the one looking after the book. He did some deep research on the books and their protectors recently, He can't really remember when the days really just have been blurring together.

" I'm getting you back one way or another." Stiles mumbled to himself as he climbed in through an open window, Which just so happenly lead into the animal clinic Dr Deaton owns. Stiles decided he needed to find this book fast, he can barely keep going on his own. The young boy doesnt even know what day it is. He's got large dark bags under his eyes, his skin is pale and greyish. He looks dead, It's past the point of just looking " sick ".

Stiles fell into the main room with a loud thump. He needed to work quik. He's sure Deaton has some kind of magical alarm inplace. Some of you may wonder why Stiles thinks Deaton would keep such a preses book in a vets clinic, But throughout the years Stiles has grown to know the older man and he keeps everything here.

"Where would he keep it," Stiles thought to himself out loud. The young man knows there must be some hidden area of the clinic he doesn't know about. Stiles walked to the left side of the room, this is where he knew Deaton kept things like mountain ash. Maybe there's a hidden compartment around here. The brunmeet started to create a mess throwing things around frantically, for two reasons, One he has to hurry and two he wants it to make it look like it was just an ordinary rubbery.

Finally after what seemed like ages of Stiles trashing the place he found a small wooden chest. It had been buried under so many things only the owner would know of its hiding place. That was till Stiles of course. He could feel the power radiating from the box. Whatever was in there it was going to be his key to getting Peter back.

He quickly snatched up the small chest, as he climbed back out through the window.

Stiles then set on the path home. Well his house. It really wasn't much of a home to him nowadays. His dads never there, Stiles is always left alone. Plus with Peter gone he doesn't feel loved or even safe anymore.

It wasn't long before Stiles walked back into his house, It was exactly as he left it dirty and dusty. No oes been cleaning too busy or lazy too.

The boy drug his feet up the stairs and into his room. He plopped down on her bed looking around his messy room, He hadn't cleaned it for days.

Stiles turned away from the mess. He won't have to worry about it once his plan is complete.He looked down at the box in his hand. Stiles was nervous to open the box, he could feel the power coming from whatever's in the chest it was so strong. He pushed open the top of the wooden chest revealing A dark brown hardcover book. You could tell it was quite aged, there was a wavy design along the spine of the book. Stiles removed the book from the chest to reveal a dagger with the same wave pattern on the handle. He had an idea of what the knife would be used for. Most time traveling spells involve you killing yourself in this world so more people don't follow you to the time you went to. Your body will be left behind so when people find it then assume you're dead. Then your soul is transferred to your desired time with a new body. It usually looks the same as your old one. But the point here is time traveling was so frowned upon you had to fake your death.

Stiles looked through the book. It contained how the spell works, the history of time traveling. The ingredes of the spell. Which actually was just the blood of the traveler. The spell worked like this: The one who wanted to time travel takes the dagger, box and book with him to the nemoton. You bury the chest with the book inside near the tree. Then you take the dagger and cut your wrist. As the blood is flowing into the ground you think of the time and place you want to be. You need to be very specific . Or you could get lost in an unknown time and place in the universe. The spell can only be done once by the same person.

Stiles Showered and put on a clean pair of clothes. They gather what book, chest, and dagger. He headed out the door for the second time that night. The only thing is he wasn't coming back again.

AN/ I'm sorry if this may have been a trigger for some people. Also sorry it took so long to write I don't get a lot of time to actually sit down and finish a chapter. Only 10-20 minutes a day if I'm lucky.

Word count: 1431 words