Scott insisted on him and another pack member to come with Stiles, so Derek was dragged along. They followed the ghost through the woods and found themselves at the burnt down Hale House. "Ironic right?" The ghost chuckled and Stiles mumbled, "You can't be serious." "Don't worry, I didn't die in the House. I actually died where you're standing." Stiles made a face and jumped back.
"When are you going to be done?" Derek asked grouchy. "So just set the book down and let me flip the page." The pages seemingly flipped on their own, it landed on a page filled with candid photos in the Hale front yard. Derek frowned, "What is this?" He was becoming angry. "You think he'd have solved it by now." The ghost chuckled. Stiles looked confused, "You attached yourself to me because of Derek?" Stiles asked astonished. Derek looked up at Stiles, and visible realization crossed his face, "Of course he did." Scott turned to Derek, "You know who it is?" "If I'm right then yeah."
"Burn the book." The ghost interrupted the conversation. "You want me to burn it?" Stiles looked at Derek, "That's what I said." The ghost rolled his eyes. Scott could hear as Derek's heart picked up speed, "Yeah, go ahead." Derek answered Stiles unspoken question. Stiles lit the book on fire and began to chant something in Latin that nobody understood. The ghost growled as his eyes lit up blue and his claws and fangs came out, Stiles didn't know his ghost was a werewolf.
Stiles stopped chanting and everything went quiet, the wind wasn't even blowing. There on the ground laid a man with brown hair and brown eyes, he was small and he wore a class ring and a silver ring on his finger, "Class of '08". Derek's eyes grew wide as his prediction was proven correct.
"You idiot!" Derek roared, at the seemingly unconscious man. Derek's eyes turning his Alpha red in response, "You go and get yourself turned into a werewolf then you're killed!" Scott and Stiles had no idea what was going on, until Stiles noticed the silver ring was identical to the matching ones the boy and Derek wore in the photos. "Dante." Derek said almost in a whisper. "Hey Derek." The ghos-man whispered back.
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Hallucinations
FanfictionStiles Stilinski has changed since the Nogistune possessed him; Suddenly he isn't sure about what is real or not. What happens when he begins to see a figure from Beacon Hills, and more importantly Derek's, past.
