In which Henrik Niklaus Mikaelson gets transported Into another universe- where he was alone all alone. Without his twin, Hope- and all his remaining family.
He had no idea what to do- but he needed to find a way back, he couldn't just leave his si...
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Henrik was curled up in a ball, he was hiding from everyone. He had been here for so so long. And no matter what he did he couldn't get her blood. Something or Someone would always end up coming in between. And now he was sitting besides Stiles keep waiting for her detention to get over, his head in his hands, his hair a complete mess.
"Henrik?"
He looked up, "what do you want?" He hissed.
Stiles shifted on her feet, "My detention is over." She glances at her jeep, then back at him, "you waited for me?"
"Trying to see if I could murder you when you're all alone." He scoffed.
Stiles gave him a small smile, "I- we have to go. Issac is in trouble. And we need to get Derek as well."
"What ever."
It was eventful.
"That went well." Stiles mocked sarcastically, as she pulled her jeep to a stop in front of the MaCall house.
"Fantastic even." Henrik rocked his head back.
"So... why do you keep calling me doppelgänger?" Stiles questioned.
He blinked, "what?"
"You heard me! Got any reason? Because I googled it up and it apparently something about people have the same face or something!"
"They're very rare." He replied.
"Ok. And?"
"And most of them are annoying whiny-"
"Is that why you hate me?"
"You're the one who hates me! You don't even trust me!"
"And should I?"
"What?"
"You tell me! Should I trust you? If the rolls were reversed would you trust me?"
"No."
"Oh look at that, the first honest answer you've given me!"
And Henrik felt a need to tell her everything.
"You won't believe me if I tell you the truth."
"Try me."
"I'm not from here,"
"I figured that-"
"As in from this universe."
Stiles blinked.
"What?"
"See you don't believe me-"
"Like- like in Marvel?"
"Yes."
"You're from another universe?"
"Yes."
"How did-"
"I'm going to tell you. But you have to swear that you won't tell anyone. Or interrupt me.- what are you doing?"
"Taking you to my spot. What is Scotty or someone here's you?"
"You believe me."
"Not yet."
Once they reached a gigantic stone in the forest, and were both seated.
"What are you doing?" She questioned, when he placed his hands on her shoulders.
"Shhh." He hushed, leaning closer, "just close your eyes."
"I'm not-"
"Just do it."
And he showed her everything. Who his parents were. How his sister had gotten possessed. How he turned into a werewolf. How his parents died. How he jumped into Malavor.
"Wow." Stiles whispered at the end.
"You don't believe me." He scoffed, "this was a waste of time!"
"I believe you." Stiles whispered softly, and grabbed his arm, he turned to look at her.
"You're lying."
"I'm not. Henrik. I believe you."
"I-"
"Do you know how to get back?" She questioned softly.
Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes.
"No."
He froze. Why did he say that. She's right here. Take her blood and leave her right here. Get back home. What are you doing?
"No I don't."
She gave him a sad smile, her hair moving slightly because of the wind, she looked breathtaking under the moonlight, moonlight of the full moon.
His heat beat increased, his palms were sweaty. Why were his palms sweaty?
"Ill help you." Stiles finally grinned, "and I promise if we find a way to get you back to wherever you want. I'll help. No matter what."
His mouth felt dry.
"Why?"
"Because. You trusted me with this information. Thank you. And now I know you're not here to hurt anyone- I'll help you."
He wasn't satisfied with her answer but still nodded feeling weird, his heart felt tight and he felt like exploding every time she smiled at him.
What was happening to him?
"Why?" He repeated.
"because you're my friend, Henrik Mikaelson."
He felt like he was going to explode, his heart was jumping with joy, and his brain felt like melting. She said his name. His full name. With his real last name. He loved it. He loved it. Why did he loved it?
"And because I trust you."
And in that moment he knew there was no turning back from the path he had landed himself on to.
Because the moment she smiled at the stars, he knew exactly why his heart felt like exploding.
