Revenge (Petopher)

4

"Are you sure we can trust him to come back" Laura asked her mother a few days later in her mothers office to Peters request to a walk in the woods, he was stood in the garden waiting with some of the pack members while His sister and neice spoke, when his sister came back Peter gave her a raise of an eyebrow "do promise to come back"

"I have to promise such things, Obviously my own sister does not trust me, I guess I can just head back into the basement if you think so little of me" he heads for the house only to be stopped as he passed Talia "you don't have to promise Peter, you're better I admit, I just want to know I haven't lost my brother" he gave her a look with a frown "you never lost me, I was in despair, I lost my wife and kids, no one would be in the right mind knowing who and how they where killed and not be able to do anything about it" Talia should have noticed then, the strangeness on how her brother's scent didn't spike with anger "but what's done is done and taking revenge won't bring them back" he finished

Talia nodded, "fine," she says halting her brothers' movements, "you can go I trust you will come back, please don't make me lose my faith in you" Peter gave Talia a sweet smile "of cause, not sister I would never do that"

Talia nodded, agreeing to let her brother leave for a run and Peter beamed, the excitement was nothing strange to Talia she thought maybe her brother was just happy to get to go out little did she know that his excitement was actually due to getting closer and closer to getting his revenge, and just like that Peter had gone running into the woods with a promise to be back by sundown.

Talia's nerves itched and irritated her every step of the way, her worry only growing more when her brother didn't show back up, she even worried that maybe he got in trouble but the bigger worry was she could not find her brother anywhere that night, there was no sign of him, none to his scent it was almost like his scent just disappeared in the middle of the woods a few yards from the house, Laura had frowned as her mother returned only more worried then before, without her brother "I cannot find him, or his scent, we have to find him"

Laura sighed and went over in her mind some of the actions that had recently taken place, here uncle finding his way out of the basement in what appeared to be in a calmer demeanour "could it be possible he faked it" voicing her concerns, "to get out the basement he fakes his feelings" Talia frowned, one thing she had relied on a lot in life was scent, and the ability it was not able to lie to her "it's not possible, how would he know how to hide his scent like that, his emotions" Laura frowned "emotions can be hidden physically, is it possible to control your emotional scent given enough time and thought, or maybe even a reason that can over power it"

Talia's face looked of shock at her daughter "there is... this change happened" Laura nodded cutting in "after Chris was here"

Peter however was glaring at the hunter who had forced him to swallow some horrible concoction of a potion, "you're not going to die" the hunter brushed the wolf off from his suspicious glare that the hunter was trying to infact kill him and not help him "it's to cover your scent now come on"

Peter indeed grumbled and followed after the hunter to some apartment, "when can I get my revenge" he grumbled, "you'll get it, just be patient, tonight Talia is going to have tons of people searching for you so we lay low for a few days

Huffing the wolf agrees before wasting no time in shutting himself in one of the three rooms

The days went by slowly, slower then the days that past when he was in the celler of the Hale home, Peter hardly spoke to Chris in that time but he was often greeted by Allison the mans teenage daughter, she would offer him books to read or something to occupy him with while he refused to leave the room, only staring at Chris as the man would come in to check in and only respond with not yet when Peter asked if they could go yet

Peter didn't mind Allison though, she was a sweet girl and she seemed to ignore Peter's grumpy mood and few but cocky remarks he'd make towards whatever she said sometimes it could be about a book or a movie they'd seen or read in that week and Chris didn't seemed worried about Peter and his daughter spending time together

"What happened to her mother?" Peter asked at the end of the week finally leaving the room and sitting on the sofa next to Chris, he shook his head "she... my father is a cruel man and you'd better think she was my fathers daughter then I was his son, I don't agree with the things he's done"

Peter nodded "for an Argent... she is to kind to be one" Chris grinned with a nod "and you're to psychotic to be a Hale" Peter just grinned back as they settled in watching the tv