I'll Last Forever

The Missing Photo of 1923

 Short chapter alert!! So Erica and Boyd never died and void Stiles never happened. I mean don't get me wrong, I love void Stiles as any other person would, but I just felt like with him being an original was bad ass already so yeah ; ) Here we go.

Stay amazing!

****Stiles's POV****

03 17 2017 

I almost lost control today. The blood was all I could think about. I was in that trance again, a trance that turns me into a monster. That feeling again was amazing yet scary. Scared to turn into what I once was. A part of me wants the power, the blood. Another part of me wants to be human again, or the closest I can get to it. I want to feel that warm sun on my face. To actually feel something, to feel connected, to be normal.

I set the pen down and closed my journal. I set it down by other many journals. I smiled as I picked one up, 1923. My hand grazed through the pages, feeling the memories through my fingertips. "What?" I said as I peered closer to the empty page where a picture of Niklaus and I used to lay, now it was gone.

"Noah?", I called '' Where you in my room by chance?"

"No. Why?"

"No reason," I said mulling through my head to think of anybody that would take it.

****Scott's POV****

"He just vanished!"I yelled facing my pack, except for Stiles.

"So? He could have just slipped away." Issac said with a scarf wrapped around his neck.

"But I started walking for a few seconds and then turned around and he was gone!"

"Scott, it's Stiles. He's a master of slipping away. He has to since he can't fight with us, or at all. He's only a human, a weak, defenseless, skinny human." Derek stated as Boyd and Erica nodded in agreement.

I thought about what Derek said, he's right Stiles is only human, he always slips away when we fight with our enemies. I came to a decision, but I still wasn't convinced though. "You're right Derek, he did probably did just slip away.

"See", Jackson sneered" He's only a sarcastic ADHD kid"

Derek nodded in agreement, along with Erica, Boyd, and Issac. Allison, Malia, and Lydia scoffed. 

I sighed, knowing what he said had to be true. I mean I've known him for pretty much all my life, he would tell me anything. Right?

After the pack meeting, we dispersed. I went on my motorcycle and sped off for home.

*****

I made my way smoothly to my driveway. I parked and got off of my motorcycle, slowly making my way to the house. He's just a human even Derek said so. And we would have noticed something. He's my best friend he would tell me anything.

I reached the wooden porch and sat down stuck in my thoughts until something caught my eye.

I picked it up studying it...

My heart froze...

I noticed that there was a picture which had a man with dirty blonde hair with a spine-tingling smile. But what startled me the most was the other man who looked exactly like Stiles. I flipped it over and read

1923, New Orleans. Klaus and Mieczysław Mikaelson.

What the hell?!