ALWAYS || TVD x TW

Chapter 2: I'M UPSET

"SO YOU'RE TELLING ME YOU'VE BEEN RUNNING AROUND WITH A BUNCH OF TEENAGERS acting like a petty human, faked an American accent, got threatened by hunters and also this werewolf who changed into a beast, chased around this kanima, dealt with a whole bunch of Alpha werewolves that traveled together, and then got possessed by some bloody demon?" Klaus narrowed his eyes on Stiles. Stiles pressed his lips together tightly while nodding.

"I leave you alone for only a decade and this is what happens" Klaus grumbles. "Say, you never told me how you dealt with all the threats. What'd you do? Your famous chop the heads off? Or a casual rip the heart out" Klaus smirked taking a gulp of whiskey from his glass cup.

"Uh actually, I didn't kill anyone" Stiles muttered looking down as he swirled his glass of bourbon around. He felt Klaus burn holes into the side of his head. "This ring prevented me from turning into my old self" Stiles said showing him his hand that showed an ancient ring and a ring Klaus never seen.

"What do you mean?" Klaus asked sternly.

"When I fled from you a decade ago, I didn't just want to leave because I was tired of your constant nagging of power. I wanted to create a life for myself. So I found someone to cast a spell that subdued my-"

"How typical of you, little brother" Klaus cut him off with a sneer. "Always trying hide the fact of what you really are. When are you going to grow up and realize you're not some nineteen year old human?" He spat angrily.

Stiles narrowed his eyes dangerously. "Watch it, Niklaus. Just because I am still wearing this ring does not mean I am one to be messed with. I am still the same thousand year old original vampire" Stiles scoffed standing up to square up with Klaus who was breathing out in anger. They were nose to nose now having a stare down inside the place called Mystic Grill. The building was cleared out tonight and they were the only two in. "And I will always... be the most feared Mikaelson of us all" Stiles taunted.

And that did it. One second they were staring each other down, the next Stiles was flying across the room and smashing into a wall. A surprised gasp escaped Stiles' mouth from not being thrown around like that in years. A growl of anger escaped his mouth much to his dismay before he felt himself being lifted by the throat and dangling in the air.

"You have the audacity to come into my home and call yourself the better Mikaelson! You can't even fathom yourself as a vampire, of what you are are, of who you are! How do you suppose that makes you better than me?!" Klaus yelled. His hold on Stiles was getting tighter by the second and Stiles knew he had to do something. He couldn't die and he knew he wasn't facing death right now, but the pint up anger and his inner self was begging to come out.

Stiles closed his eyes as he felt his hand clamp around the black iron ring. This was it. This ring had been keeping his true self hidden and had made him feel more human than he ever had. But he knew it had been way too long. And suddenly, he felt his finger bare and everything seemed to zone out.

He felt the strength he almost forgot he possessed course through his bones. All his senses seemed to heighten ten times better and he smelt and heard everything was feeling and saying. He felt the tingling feeling in his gums that haunted his dreams but felt so good when used properly. And then finally, he felt his eyes snap open looking down straight at his older brother who looked stunned as soon as he opened his eyes.

Stiles had a dark look on his face with black veins running from his eyes and down his face. A twinge of red filled his irises but the part that scared everybody was the fact that his eyes always looked completely black.

Klaus still stunned from Stiles actually returning to his true form was thrown off guard when Stiles gripped his arm and twisted it, snapping it out of place. Once Stiles was standing on his own again, he jabbed Klaus in the chest flinging him across the room like nothing.

Stiles inhaled deeply for a second forgetting for a second why he ever thought putting down his vampire side was a good idea. When he reopened his eyes he found Klaus getting back up from the broken debris around him with his eyes glowing yellow meaning his werewolf side was coming out.

"Hello, brother" Stiles felt his signature smirk come onto his face. Looking to his left he found his other older brother staring at him with a hint of a smile.

"What a wonderful surprise seeing you here, Samuel" Elijah said taking a small step forward. "It's no surprise though what kind of welcome home our brother Niklaus has given you" he said giving a disappointed look toward Klaus.

"I would say it's a family tradition welcoming a Mikaelson back with a little brawl" Klaus witted back.

"God, I've missed you both" Stiles muttered.