Deception

Hi, Dad...

Stiles lets out a gulp of air as he made it outside. The plants in the garden seemed to sway creepily in this non existent breeze. There where some trees obscuring everything but Stiles thought behind them would be a good place in contacting his father.

Quiet, with no other distractions. Where he could contact his father in piece. It had been so long. He needed him. Needed to know he was okay.

Stiles moved his way towards the trees, taking care where he stepped and some plants literally did look like they were big enough to eat him, scary enough too as well.

Stiles found a nice place to stand under a huge acorn tree, it's roots digging up, underneath the earth. He closed his eyes and put his hands together, channeling his magic through his hands.

He opened his eyes and smiled. He could feel it and see it as it danced around his hands. Now for the big part.

Stiles closed his eyes again, his hands closing more tightly together and the energy danced and twisted faster and faster around his hands.

I need to find my dad.

I need you to go into the human world and help me contact my dad.

Please.

Please!

For a minute as the feeling of his magic shooting around his body and his hands intensified and grew, he thought that he was going to get thrown from his feet, that his magic was going to go against him, to energetic and fast for to direct and control.

Stiles let out a gasp and suddenly he could see. See like he'd never been able to before. He could see the portal  he'd come from clearly, like he was there, then he could see the town, Beacon Hills.

There was a hazel thread running through the air, leading into the town. Stiles magic latched on to the thread. It was familiar and tugged at his heart.

Dad...

Stiles was suddenly pulled along the thread, he withheld a gasp of shock as his energy was followed the thread at top speed. He could only see flashes of the town go past.

Then before he knew it, the hazel thread, now tinged with his golden magic, went past a door into a very familiar looking house.

His house.

He followed the thread into the living room. And...

Stiles swore he almost had a heart attack, it stuttered in his chest.

Because there his father was... he was sitting in a chair, almost looking like he was going to sleep, his eyes fluttering closed.

Stiles energy buzzed around his father, as if it was asking what Stiles wanted now Stiles had found him.

I want to talk to him.

Let me talk to him.

Stiles pleaded with his magic.

Something odd suddenly flushed through his body, an odd heat and then stiles eyes widened, he stepped backwards, almost into the oak tree.

His father was right in front of him. He looked almost like a...hologram? His chair was also in view as well. Stiles energy was visible around the edges but he could actually see through his father, like he was a ghost or a hologram.

"Dad" Stiles whispered.

His father at first did not seem to notice him, probably believing he was dreaming but then Stiles watched as his father tensed, his hands clutching the arm rest tightly.

"Tell me I'm dreaming" Noah, his father said softly.

"Hi Dad" Stiles said, his voice cracking.

So I'll be answering comments later on and I just wanted to know something. Do you prefer if I do longer chapters, say around each 1000 or do you prefer around 600 or 500?

I've planned a lot of chapters ahead and we have MANY chapters to go so I was wondering if you thought it be easer to lesson the chapters by writing more on each chapter but it's up to you, whether you don't mind a lot of chapters around 500 or 600 and sometimes 1000 or less chapters but with around 1000 in each one. It's up to you x

Anyway I hope you enjoy and let me know what you think x