Transitioning Into The Unknown [Book 2]

Why Start Fight's You Can't Win?

Notes:

PROCRASTINATION WILL KILL ME BECAUSE I NEVER GET ANYTHING DONE, OTHER THAN USELESS SHIT!

I have a midterm essay due tomorrow.
DID I START IT? NO, I DIDN'T.
DID I WRITE ANOTHER CHAPTER? YES, I DID.

AM I A FOOL? TO BE DETERMINED.

ENJOY:

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Peter POV:

By the time I arrived, I'm quite surprised, Stiles' said many times that he's not really the fighting type, but he must've been pissed. Damon and Stefan are on the floor, sadly not dead, but they sure had the crap beaten out of them. That girl, Elena, is crying next to them, but she's not even scratched. And farther down the road is that girl Bonnie. At first, I thought she was alone, but then I noticed Stiles. Who is currently on the floor. Damn it.

I ran up and smacked the girl on the back of the head and went to Stiles; he was grabbing his head, she's a witch she did something. I'll kill her . I get up and move to her with my claws out, she either fixes Stiles, or she's dead. I'd kill her anyway, but Stiles' was friends with her at some point, so mercy, and I don't need a dead body at the moment. I didn't hit her hard enough, and she's slowly getting up.

"Fix Stiles, or I'll kill you," I say as I walk closer.

She looked at Stiles; her face was confused, then she looked at me.

"What are you?"

I give her a look,

"Fix him or die."

I move closer and pop claws on both hands.

She backs up, and she's terrified,

"I'm not doing it. I swear the moment I lost concentration; he should've been back. I don't know what's happening anymore."

I glare.

"What did you do to him?"

"I-I just thought that Klaus was controlling him, so I tried to get him to see clearly. You know, get rid of the compulsion. I tried to get rid of the other's presence in his mind. If not Klaus' then who? I was helping him!" Bonnie yells the last part out.

But he can't be compelled. Another presence in his mind? What could that b-? Oh no. The fox, he said half wolf and half fox. Shit. I don't know what to do. I run over to Stiles.

I tried to shake him awake,

"Stiles wake up! Stiles! Shit, just wake up!"

I need to take him home. I need to call someone. Or at least wait till he wakes up. Or-

"Fuck!"

I get thrown away from Stiles, who the hell?

"Claw's, huh? But blue eyes, yeah, that's new. What the hell are you ?!" That asshole, Damon says, standing over Stiles.

I don't really want to do this, but I need to get Stiles safe. I take out my phone and call another person I don't really like, but I like them at least more than Damon. Damon just gives me a look that says, is-a-phone-call-really-that-important-right-now-?

"Hello?"

"Come to the high school and help me, and I'll let you be the one to rip Damon's head from his shoulders. Also, Stiles is in danger, and I assume you still owe him one."

"Interesting, I'll com-"

Damon grabs the phone and smashes it,

"You called Klaus! I'll kill you."