ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ɴɪɢʜᴛ *ᵈᶦˢᶜᵒⁿᵗᶦⁿᵘᵉᵈ*

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Stiles POV

I quickly shot up in my bed, as I gasped for air. It felt like the air was being sucked out of me. Like I was being suffocated.

I pushed the covers off me, before I made my way downstairs as fast as I could, holding onto the walls, to keep me steady.

"Shit! Stiles" Damon and Stefan rushed over to me, pulling me out of the house. Finally, I could breathe.

I snapped my head towards them both. "You set of cock monkeys forgot to wake me up before Elena signed the deed" I snapped, finally realizing why I couldn't breathe.

I mean it's not every day that I wake up struggling to breathe. "Sorry Stiles" They both apologized as I sat on the stone wall outside the house.

"Do you think Bonnie can take Klaus?" I asked as I stared off into the distance. "She said she can channel enough witches' power. Elijah thought that could work. He is an original, so..." Stefan trailed off.

I didn't know whether to tell them what would happen if she channeled all those witches.

"We just need to find him" Damon mumbled, making me snort.

"Yeah. Well, you don't have to. He's coming to town Damon, and there's nothing we can do to stop it. He knows we're here, so my guess is that he's either already in town, waiting. Or now that he's got his little minions to do all his dirty work he's going to turn up" I mumbled.

"Can't Bonnie do a locating spell?" Stefan suggested, looking at me. "Nope. A normal witch has to either have a possession of the target or the blood of the target or one of their relatives" I answered, turning to look at him.

"Why don't you just teach her one of yours" Stefan suggested, earning a roll of the eyes from me.

"For one, I'm not a warlock anymore and two, I would never give out my spells" I told him.

"Do you think Katherine's dead?" Damon asked changing the subject, knowing I wasn't going to change my mind. No matter the danger I would never share my witchcraft with anyone. Especially a Bennett witch. I made that mistake once, and I'm not doing it again.

I always get out of situations like these by myself and that's exactly what I was going to do now.

"Probably" Stef shrugged. "Who cares? The bitch deserves it" I mumbled, just as Elena opened the door for the lawyer to leave.

"Thank you, Mr. Henry" Elena, smiled at him before he left. Once he drove off, I tried to get into the house but I was stopped at the threshold. Egh!

"I'm sorry. I completely forgot. Stefan, would you like to come inside my house?" Elena asked smiled at him.

Her house?! Her house?! The dopplebitch wants to watch what she says because she wouldn't have to worry about Klaus anymore. I'd kill her myself.

"I would love to" Stefan smirked at me and Damon, as he stepped into the house. "Listen, Elena and listen well. When I make a threat I stick to it" I warned her making her visibly gulp, making me smirk.

She's scared of me. Fantastic. "Stiles, please come in" She spoke with fear in her voice.

"See that wasn't so hard now was it darling?" I smirked at her as I stepped into the house. "What are we, twelve?" Damon asked when she didn't invite him in.

"One of us is. If I let you in, do you promise to obey the owner of this house?" Elena asked crossing her arms over her chest while Stef stood looking between them both in amusement.