A New Life That May Include An Imortal Hybrid

The build up

Sorry for the short chapter and the wait I've been really sick past month and this was all I could come up with hope you don't hate it. Leave your thoughts in the comments.

Rebekah had no idea how long she was sitting there. Part of her still had hope that this was all in her head and Stiles was just knocked out. That he would wakeup dazed and confused and that she could find a way to use that to have him forgive her. She knew it was wrong of her to even think of taking advantage but it was in her nature. Vampires were cold hearted monsters and her closest friend would now wake up as one of them. Never have the choice to grow old. Never be able to have a normal life now that he'll have to keep a low profile. He won't even be able to stay in one place where he has friends for more than ten years. Over the course of her life that's what she discovered to be the safe time limit. After about ten years people start asking questions. And there was a reason vampires hid their existence from the public.

She had cursed Stiles. Cursed him to walk this earth until he is killed. Not until he dies in his sleep, but until he is killed by the sun, or a wooden stake. And there's the whole mess of an afterlife for supernatural creatures. Some purgatory type thing that just sounds terrible to her. She had no idea if it was even still there after that whole mess with her father but it was one of the main reasons she feared death, even as an immortal.

So she sat there for some more time. She eventually grew enough nerve to check on Stiles and see if it was working. And she almost cringed when she saw a purple bruise on his head turn back to his normal pale skin in a matter of seconds. Deciding that it wouldn't matter what Stiles would think right now she took it upon herself to do a minor injury check.

His arms were broken and if she listened she could hear his bones crack back together. When she lifted his shirt though it was then when she figured out how she smelled him from so far away. His entire abdominal area was nearly torn to shreds. Long gashes and cuts covered him. But what was even more concerning than that was how quickly he was healing. Most in transition take at least eight hours to wake up. Some even still retain some of their mortal wounds. She remembered a German girl she turned five hundred years ago and how she still had a broken wrist when she woke up. Of course she was attacked by a werewolf but still this level of healing was not normal.

This was how hybrids healed. The thought crossed her mind right as lights blinded her eyes and her brother approached them.

"Nik I swear I found him injured, and I... I turned him. Or at least I think I did. His body is healing so he'll wake up." Klaus didn't say a word. He just walked right up to the tree that Stiles body was propped up against and fell to his knees. He didn't say anything, there wasn't much he could say. Hearing a heart stop beating over the phone was one thing but seeing Stiles like this. It hurt him more than he thought it would. He did hear Rebekah but he just didn't have the stregnth to even reply. All he could do was look at his 'boyfriend' Stiles had called him his boyfriend. And now he would come back with heightened everything and be even more hurt than he already was.

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"Nik I'm sorry. Please just don't take it out on him." Rebekah pleaded growing fearful of her brothers infamous wrath.

"I'm not mad." Was all he said back to her.

"You're not?" She questioned back.

"There's no point in being mad. Let's just get him back to the house so he doesn't have to wake up in the middle of the woods." Klaus mumbled at a volume he knew his sister could hear.

"Okay." Rebekah said, having no idea what she was talking to. Because it wasn't her brother. Her brother would scream, yell, he'll threaten to dagger her. Burn Mystic Falls to the ground but sit and mope. They'd been together what a month tops and he's already been domesticated. She gave him props.  But back to the most concerning thing was how fast Stiles was healing. Klaus didn't seem to have any idea that Rebekah had anything to say so he simply picked Stiles up and started carrying him to the car.