Omniscient
It was one thing the Huxiān hated.
And that was to be threatened while having family time or alone.
They should know that by now, but yet here we are.
Yet again with the same person leading them.
They never learn.
Marcel never learns.
But it's okay because today is his time to learn.
Stiles slowly but surely looked at Marcel, slowly smiling at him.
Maux snapped his fingers, making Uriasz go back home to his bed.
It was quiet, too quiet, to the point where you can hear a pen drop.
Scott was the first one to get up and bolted to where the six vampires were.
With his eyes red while black around, he raise one hand at the five and took their hearts out and the one in front of him had his head chucked out and ripped up. He finally ripped the heart out of the already dead vampire.
And that's when everything went haywire.
Stiles went straight to Marcel when everybody went to somebody else.
"What the hell is wrong with you?"
Stiles threw Marcel against the wall. He didn't know what was wrong with him completely.
he felt more substantial than before. When felt the vampires surround them while he had his baby in his arms, he just snapped.
"We all know you could have felt him."
He repeatedly slammed him against the floor. He prevented him from not healing, so the pain he feels is much worse than when he could recover.
With a blank stare, he pushed him against the wall, making him crash into it. He walked towards where he was sitting and sat down.
He looked towards where mama and papa were and they were still sitting down, as well as Mørke, who was grumpy the whole time.
"What's wrong??"
Stiles looked at his mama before looking back at where Marcel is passed out at.
"If you didn't teleport him back home." Stiles was shaking his leg rapidly.
It wasn't until Klaus sat back down to comfort his mate that he continued.
"I don't know what would have happened, mama. Papa. He was sleeping peacefully. I would... I should have killed him."
Stiles sighed heavily before putting his head against his mate's chest.
Klaus tighten his grip around his waist and pulled him closer. All but one that is around the family is dead.
Their head is apart from their body. Eyes rolled back and strings came out. Bones are shown but still in the skin. Legs twisted and hearts all over the place.
One by one.
Marcel is losing his vampires. The empire he so-called grew by himself.
"Let's go home."
Maux sighed before lumping onto Helvede.
Today was exhausting for them. Especially want they had found out the night before.
They were waiting for the right time to tell the others but today happened and now it's all over the place.
Helvede was rubbing his back while his other arm was covering his eyes.
"I wanna tell them tomorrow Vede. Do you want to wait a little longer??"
Helvede looked at Maux before kissing his lips. "I wanna tell them tomorrow as well."
Maux smiled softly before closing his eyes and falling asleep.
He couldn't wait to tell them. Their kids especially.
They've been trying for way too long and they finally got it.
Both Maux and Helvede were happy.
Mørke looked at Jordan before stomping.
It was quiet for a minute before Mørke started whining. Jordan sighed before turning around to face his mate and smiling.
"Yes, my love?"
Mørke smiled brightly before hugging his waist, finally getting his attention.
"Can I get a golden apple to eat??"
Before Jordan was about to say anything Mørke started crying historically.
"I need a golden apple~~!!"
*I got him pregnant.*
Stiles had Uriasz in his arms, softly rocking side to side in their bedroom. Klaus was in the shower while they were both wrapped up.
His eyes glowing red with black splattered everywhere in his eyes.
*I should have killed him. Why didn't I kill him??*
He was thinking really hard. He couldn't find it in himself to kill Marcel but why. Why couldn't he?? It was like he was a part of the family. Specifically to Klaus and himself.
He doesn't know the answer but he knows that Klaus has to know the answer. Because they are connected so if he doesn't want something to happen, Stiles will feel it.
Just as he came to this solution, Klaus came out of the bathroom with only sweatpants on.
Stiles looked at him up and down before closing his eyes and shaking his head.
"Can you tell me how you know Marcel?"
Klaus looked at his mate before sighing, looking down to face the ground. He nodded slowly before going to sit next to his son and mate.
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