Transitioning Into The Unknown [Book 2]

Slipping In And Out

Notes:

I had a long day and now early morning I guess considering it's 6:30 am in New York. I'm sleepy but I thought I might as well finish what I was writing.

This chapter is a continuation of the previous chapter, at least what happened for the rest of the day. And it's in Peter's POV. The next chapter is the ritual. But before I write that, I have to go over what is actually needed.

ALSO, this story is told mainly from Stiles' or Peter's POV so stuff is happening in the background but unless Stiles or Peter interacts with it, I won't tell you about it. So Klaus has been busy in the meantime. Most things will be cannon. Just some people dying and living may change. And I still have to figure out some things.

THE NEXT CHAPTER MAY TAKE SOME TIME, Strictly cause I have to research stuff for it to be correct. SO please be patient for a bit.

But without further ado, ENJOY:

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Peter POV:

I was getting in early, I figured Stiles would be okay after the whole shapeshifting, and not in the normal parameter way, thing was over. I park my car, and I hear one heartbeat in the house, but I heard our friendly, somewhat trusted vampire in the house with Stiles.

Though Stiles' heartbeat was a tad slow. Not danger slow, but sleepy slow, so who is Klaus talking to? Unless it's to a sleeping Stiles, but I find that weird. I walk in place my bag on the floor. Then I notice, by sight and smell the blood trail. Not Stiles', it's not Klaus', someone I don't know. Oh, fun.

I walk following the trail and Stiles' heartbeat to the basement door which is open and the blood continues down. Klaus' voice is definitely more panicked then I first thought. So I quickly made my way down, only to be slammed into the wall by Klaus as I somehow snuck upon him, as he only realized I was there too late to gauge who I was.

"Klaus," I say in greeting.

He drops his hands and lets me down.

"Peter? When did you get here?" He asks, backing away.

"Just now, pulled the car in."

I drove Stiles' jeep here. I got him new plates and fixed some things on my way because I like my car, and I don't mind him using it, but having two cars is better. Plus, his car fits more people in it.

I look around the room and see Stiles slumped over on a chair, he seems in pain, so I jog on over to him.

"Stiles? Hey, wake up! Klaus, what the hell happened to him? If it's that witch again, I'll kill her." I said, grabbing Stiles' face slapping it to wake him.

He groaned but didn't wake up. Klaus stopped me from hitting him again. It's not like I was trying to hurt him, it's just shaking a werewolf only does so much when they're unconscious. I leave Stiles alone for a second turning to the only person in the room who can talk to me now.

"What happened?"

Klaus sighed heavily,

"He got knocked out earlier. He was calling me and he got knocked out and-"

" Who?" I ask because seriously if it was any of those kids plus Damon, I'd kill them.

I'm already a bad guy might as well live up to it and murder some fools.

"Me." I hear a happy voice to the left.

From inside Stiles' 'full moon' cage. I walk over to see Elena there.