Vagabond

Chapter 10||We Meet Again.

*Third Person's POV*

Mitch knew it. Everything connected. The moment he woke up this day, he already thought about it.

Peter, the person on his old pack who was power hungry and the uncle of Derek Hale, was never seen. By him of course. Ever since he arrived, which is a week now, there is no sign of Peter Hale.

He didn't want to admit it but he did spied on the last Pack Meeting. He knows that Derek is here and he wasn't with Peter.

Mitch only agreed to go to Derek's loft just because of one thing. He needed to say the real threat that was incoming to his old pack. Even though the fact that Peter Hale had a part in the terrorists is still an inference, you can't deny his instincts. Most of the time his prediction and instincts were true, so he decided to stick with it. Besides, instincts were one of the best weapons you had when you are an assassin.

Evidences crawled into Mitch's mind. He didn't have his fancy board and strings on where is he right now, so he just jotted down the things that seem to connect.

For what he knows that there is someone who helps the terrorists who know him, at the same time, a supernatural who wear V-necks.

V-necks. That is some freak show if we deny that Peter Hale didn't wear them for almost all the time.

He thought about it long and hard, and he came for a possible conclusion.

Peter may or may not be helping Ghost. Voluntary or involuntary is still unknown but he knows there is a huge chance for the former. But in the first place, it is still a mystery why Ghost is still alive if he was stabbed right in the neck, where the air he breathes supposed to be cut.

There are million reasons that made its way to Mitch's mind, and he had one conclusion. He knew that this thing is powerful, and that is enough for him to know that the Power Hungry Peter will come to Ghost for that reason.

He was beating on the clock as he saw the time, which says 9:50.

He didn't even fix himself. It's just a waste of time. He changed clothes and run his hair down. Then went for his car and drove to where the loft is.

When he arrived, he accidentally heard their conversation. On what Derek knows about his uncle. Upon hearing that, Mitch is now sure that Peter is one of them. Or at least helping them. There is no denying it.

He opened- more like burst through the doors to say what he concluded. He doesn't care even if the people inside will not believe him. Because he knew for himself that it was true.

"That's because Peter, your uncle, is part of the terrorists,Derek. And he plans to kill me." He emphasized, and would you look at that, they looked at him as if he grew a second head. Somethings really never change.

"What do you mean? Peter will kill you? And what? He is part of the terrorists?" Scott said out aloud, but Derek on the other hand seems to have a realization, and nodded slowly.

"Well, Scott. It seems that Peter is up to pretty nasty things as he was working with the enemy I thought I killed by stabbing him in the neck and leaving him in a boat near where a nuke exploded." Mitch said sarcastically, and that only sparked many more questions on the others.

"How are you so sure?" Lydia questioned hesitantly, and Mitch hummed before answering.

"Well, my superior informed me that my enemy is working with a supernatural being. And it always wear V-necks, doesn't ring a bell?" He said in a sing-song voice at the last statement, as he went for a chair, and sat there, faced them.

"Hey, Sti-- Mitch. I know it doesn't make sense but Peter had been helping us since then, so how can he be with the bad guys?" Scott inquired and Mitch scoffed. Oh. Peter had been helping them? Well that made me more suspicious of him now. Mitch thought.

"Okay," Mitch sighed, holding his hands up. "Let's assume I'm still not sure if it is him, but I got enough evidences to support my claim that I can't disclose to you and my instinct. Look, the evidences all connect to him. Think about it. Who will team up to my enemy if he doesn't know anything about me. I'm sure if it is Peter then Ghost would have offered him something." Mitch murmured the last statement, but since all of the occupants of the room are supernatural creatures- with Lydia just a few feet beside him, they heard it.

"Ghost? What kind of name is that? And who is he?" Lydia asked incredously, and Mitch mentally slapped himself. So much for not disclosing information. He sighed again.

"Its a code name. And Ghost is my enemy. Anyways that's the problem." He informed.

"And why is that the problem?" Derek asked, looking interested. But with that look Mitch just want to bash his head on the wall. God damn, don't you have common sense? You survived many things, why can't you connect the dots? He thought.

"Because if Peter is with Ghost, that means Ghost is supernatural. If he was human, he would died in the boat with a nuke." He finally said, and there comes the silence next.

Which will be interrupted by a call interrupted again, and Mitch wasn't happy that she called. Damn, why does she always call in the unfortunate times. Nevertheless, he made his way out of the loft to answer the call without answering the questions they give. He knew they will eavesdrop, so hopefully that will answer their question.

On call.

"What is it again, Irene." He grumbled.

"A letter got here for you." Came the reply.

"What letter?"

"It doesn't say anything about whom it came from, but it has the Beacon Hills stamp." And that's where Mitch's heart drop, his color paling more.

"Crap. I am on my way."

End Call.

Looks like he's running out of time since the terrorists here are moving fast. He silently cursed.

He did not bother go back to the loft since that call and instead I ran through my car and drove it fast.

His instincts kept telling him- screaming at him that is from Peter. But, they said he was in Mexico? Nope, Peter was more discreet than that. They knew that he was in Mexico, but Mitch knew that he was, in fact in Beacon Hills. If they are talking about probability, that said.

If Peter had been like that for Ghost, it means he was offered a big thing- probably the one relates with power. Mitch had an inference on what Ghost is, and it wasn't like a Genie or anything. It was connected to Magic and that explains why he was still alive. He was fooled on the time he killed him. He should've just trusted his instincts that time. When he saw some strange light in the boat. But hey, at that time he didn't know that supernatural is involved in terrorism until some people came barging in their headquarters with fangs.

Mitch drove fast as he could and possibly passed the speed limit until he saw a figure in the hazy road.

He pressed the breaks, the tires on his car skidding as a result. Though, he was too late and was about to collide with the man on the road. But... The man stopped the car from colliding. And the man he saw is the one he expected but absolutely not here. His breath hitched.

The figure smashed the glass, and now he saw the full face.

Peter Hale.

"Hey Stiles. It's nice to meet you again."

Peter blew something to him, and that made him hazy- his vision slowly blurring. But he swears, he saw that Peter doesn't have his blue eyes. It was now red.

And thus, his head fell- the world fading to the darkness.