Fathered By A Vampire- Part 1: The Vampire Child Series

Chapter 59- Back From The Dead

Damon's phone was blowing up with messages from Bonnie until he answered.

"What, Bonnie," Damon asked.

"Where are your sons," Bonnie asked.

"Hunting," Damon said, "Why?"

"Something is wrong," Bonnie said, "Did anyone use a resurrection spell whatsoever?"

"Not that I know," Damon asked, knitting his eyebrows, "Why?"

Bonnie shook her head.

"Something is going on," Bonnie said, "Something big... It's happening through the other side of the veil."

"Why do you think a resurrection spell caused it," Damon asked.

"Because I think whatever was used created some sort of backlash from Nature," Bonnie said, "And I'm not the only one who feels it."

"What do you mean," Damon asked.

"I mean, I received a call from Elena claiming she thought she saw Katherine," Bonnie said, "Jeremy mentioned he thought he saw Vicki and Anna. Tyler mentioned Mason. I mean so many people are mentioning that they saw someone they knew died... Damon? You there?"

Damon was listening but his mind was unfocused as he was looking directly at his mother... Who just so happened to be dead.

"Bonnie, what happens when someone uses a resurrection spell in the wrong way," Damon asked.

"If it's not correctly done or doesn't work in line with Nature's law, then it can open the doorway for more than just one person to come back," Bonnie said, "Multiple people all come back from the dead... Let's just say not all of them are happy with those in the living realm. Why?"

"I'm gonna have to call you back," Damon said, hanging up.

"Hello, Damon," Lily said.

"If it isn't mommy dearest," Damon teased, smiling nervously, "Wonderful..."

Dean was driving peacefully when he noticed someone in front of the road. He moved out of the way before hitting the person but looked back. He stopped the car as he slowly recognized who was standing there. No... It couldn't be! He was dead!

"Sam, wake up," Dean said, patting his shoulder.

Sam opened his eyes and sat up.

"What," Sam asked.

"Do you see that," Dean asked, pointing.

"Is that... Dad?"

As the person got closer, it was clear that John Winchester was alive.

"Sam? Dean," John asked, looking at them confused, "What happened?"

"Shit..."

Lucien was checking the mailbox when he heard a noise. He looked around the empty yard for a minute.

"Lucien?"

He froze and turned around.

"Tristan? How are you alive?"

Tristan stared at him just as confused.

Klaus was painting quietly when he heard footsteps close by. He turned his head, checking his surroundings.

"Hello, boy."

He felt himself stop breathing. He knows that voice anywhere.

"Father..."

Stiles woke up slowly as he heard Derek talking about something. His sleepiness made the words sound indistinct.

"Don't hurt him... Please! Just let him go! He didn't do anything wrong," Derek said.

Stiles's drowsiness disappeared instantly at Derek's words. He looked over to see Kate Argent... The woman who burned down his home. Which was impossible because Stiles killed her himself. Stiles snapped his fingers, killing Kate once more.

"Derek," Stiles said, "Are you alright?"

Derek was shaking violently as he relived his trauma.

"Stiles, something is wrong," Derek said, a look of fear in his eyes.

"Damn right, something is wrong!"

They both looked over to see Peter fucking Hale, who was supposed to be dead, walking in. He was Derek's uncle that was alive for some time before Kate got to him too. And right now, he looked thoroughly irritated.

"You two dumbasses opened the door to a place you shouldn't have," Peter snapped, "Stiles, if you are gonna use a resurrection spell, don't use it to make my nephew a werewolf when he's human! You just broke the law of Nature. So obviously everyone is going to have to pay!"

"Is there a way to stop it," Stiles asked, "There has to be a way!"

"There is no way," Peter said, "You just damned this world to self-destruction. Get up and come on. Put these on, Derek."

Peter tossed some clothes at him.

"Where are we going," Stiles asked.

"Away from here," Peter said, "This place isn't safe. And too many people from your family line of enemies want you dead, Stiles."

He walked away to let Derek get dressed. Stiles took a shaky breath.

"Stiles..."

"I'm sorry, Derek," Stiles whispered, "I'm so sorry."

"You didn't know," Derek reassured.

"You're right. And because I didn't know. I think I just killed us all."