Stiles POV
As I pulled up outside the boarding house, Stefan was walking out. Smirking to myself, I quickly cut the engine, before jumping out.
"And where are you going this morning, looking all chipper?" I asked raising my eyebrows.
He shook his, as he carried on walking away from me. "Nope. I'm not doing this. Go bother someone else, Stiles" He told me, before walking off.
"Enjoy school, little brother" I called, as I started taking everything out of my car, sighing.
Stefan could have helped me before buggering off to school.
I grabbed everything I could, which thankfully was everything, before I made my way into the house.
Thanks to Stefan, the door was already open, saving me having to struggle to open it, or kick it down.
As soon as I kicked the door shut behind I heard someone walk in to the hallway, lifting my head, I noticed it was Zach.
"uncle Stiles" He spoke, making me raise my eyebrows. "What can I do you for, young descendant of mine?" I asked with a wide smile on my face.
"I don't want any trouble while you're in town. The council is still going on" He warned me.
I laughed. "Remember Zach, you're human. I'm not. I could kill you, without blinking" He stared at me. "I'm full of vervain" He stated.
"Vervain, really?" I asked smirking. "Well that is a shame, I guess I have to be careful now" I looked over at him, noticing the look on his face.
"Oh, calm down. I'm not going to hurt anyone. I'm here, strictly on business, plus your family, so you're safe" I told him, before heading up to my room, with all my belongings.
As soon as I opened the door, I looked around my room, taking note that I needed to compel some workers to come and update it all. It wasn't my taste now. It was tatty.
Putting everything down on the old bed, I walked around to see if my closet or bathroom needed work, and it did.
I made sure I had my phone and car keys, before walking back down the stairs, to see Damon putting his coat on. "And where are you going, brother?" I asked him, making him look at me.
"Out" He answered before rushing out of the house, using his supernatural speed.
Sighing to myself I walked down to the basement to see if we still had a freezer down there, so I can store some blood bags, which thankfully we did.
So that's two things I need to do now.
Walking back upstairs, I was welcomed to Zach stood in front of me. Again. "Oh god, now what?" I groaned, tired of seeing him already.
"Why are you here?" He asked me, with his arms crossed over his chest. "I told you, I'm here strictly on business" I told him as I walked past him, towards the front door.
"Look, I don't know why you or Damon are back, but you don't belong here. There's people in this town that still know about vampires" He spoke just as I opened the front door.
If I don't belong here, where do I belong?
"This is my home, Zach. You'll do well to remember that" I told him, before shutting the door behind me, and jumping into my car.
I went to the best contractors I could find, compelling him to start the work today and have it done ASAP. I even showed him how I wanted it and what I wanted. He obviously had to get some others in to help him with the job, since it wasn't a one man job.
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FanfictionMy name is Genim Salvatore, but everyone calls me Stiles. I'm forever 23. Now you're probably wondering how the hell can I be forever 23? Well, I'm a vampire, in fact so is my twin brother Damon and our younger brother Stefan. We were turned in 1864...
