𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔗𝔴𝔦𝔫𝔰

Chapter 47

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I stared at Stiles' sleeping figure in his bed. "He's going to be fine." Marcel said walking in. "How's Aunt Bekah?" I asked getting to my feet. "I'm okay, darling." Rebekah said walking in good as new. I hugged her overcome with relief. "What about your brother?" She asked me. "Freya thinks he'll be fine. Knocking him out ended his Ripper state." I explained turning to Stiles. He gasped as he woke up. He looked around with wide fearful eyes. "Please tell me that was a nightmare." He said quietly. "Hate to break it to ya, kiddo. But...it was all real." Marcel told him. He dropped his head. He got to his feet and immediately gave Rebekah a hug. "I AM SO SORRY!" He cried into her shoulder. "It's okay! Nikky, it's okay!" Bekah told him rubbing his back as she tried her best to comfort him. "Am I...Am I...dead?" He asked looking at the three of us. "That's the rumor." Marcel told him. Nik ran a hand through his hair. "That bloody fox!" He raged. "Stiles...what was your nightmare about?" I asked. "What else do you think it was about, Hope? The goddamn fox and hellhound...Side note...I'm bloody terrifying when I'm evil. Surprisingly very stylish, believe it not. White suit, black shirt, black shoes, and black soulless eyes. Nothing like having a dark alter ego of me in my mind to keep me awake at night from now on..." Stiles explained as the ADHD in him kicked into overdrive. "Stiles! Focus!" I shouted. "Right...sorry. Uh...I--the Nogitsune...void me? I guess you could call it that...Anyways...he threatened to kill everyone if I ever tried to control him or the Hellhound." He explained. "Well...maybe we can keep your mind off of it by helping me with something." I said. "Are you sure you want my help after what I did?" He asked. "Of course. You're my brother. Besides, Alaric thinks it's a good idea to create a magical barrier around the school to keep monsters from getting into the school." I said. "Sound good?" I asked. He nodded his head. "I guess." He breathed. "Good let's go." I said with a smile. He walked by Rebekah and she gave him a kiss on the forehead. He gave Marcel a hug. "I'm sorry for snapping your neck." Stiles said apologizing to Marcel. "Hey. Don't worry about it, Kiddo. You weren't yourself." He said with a smile returning the hug. 

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I walked into my dad's office with suitcases and Josie. "Too late." I heard Hope say. "Oh, God. Uh, girls. What are you doing here? You're not supposed to get in until tonight." Dad said. "Mom was able to get us direct into Dulles. Then faxed, texted and emailed you our revised itinerary." I told him. "I am so sorry. It's-it's chaos around here." Dad stated. "It's okay, Dad. We know that you're overwhelmed. But Europe was amazing. And seeing Mom was really good." Josie chimed in with a wide smile. "Jo's covered the bright side. Far less sunny was waiting for you in the chilly dark of morning at the terminal and you not showing up." I explained. "In his defense, um, we've been in crisis mode around here." Hope told me. "Oh, we've heard all about it. Hope got bamboozled by one of the monsters and now only two keys separate the entire supernatural community from being consumed by a hell portal. I'm guessing that weird little vase is one of them?" I ranted. "It's an urn, actually." Hope said. "I don't care what it is. I care that instead of being welcomed at the airport, we were forced to take a three-hour shuttle ride that smelled like an open sewer. And feet. Thanks a lot, Hope. Way to ruin life for the rest of us. Where's Stiles? I want to "thank" him as well?" I stated, my last statement filled with sarcasm. "Stiles isn't..." Hope started. "Uh...Hope, how about we don't talk about that right now?" Dad said interrupting her. "No, no. I want to know. What happened to Mr. I'm-So-Perfect-In-Every-Way-Possible?" I asked sarcastically rolling my eyes. Dad sighed. "He died." He stated. "WHAT?!" Josie and I screamed in unison. "Good job because that was subtle." Hope told him sarcastically. "What do you mean he died?!" Josie yelled shocked. "There was dream demon that was controlling his nightmare, making him see what it wanted Stiles to see...his darkest fears...and the demon fox. It stabbed him in the stomach, killing him. Whatever happened in the dream...happened in reality." Hope said quietly rubbing her nose. "You didn't think to mention that to us?!" I exclaimed. "Am I interrupting something?" A man asked. I turned to the left to see Stiles. "I've finally lost it." I said. "I thought you said he died!" Josie shouted. "I did. And then I came back...beat the shit out of my entire family crazed by an insatiable appetite for my aunt's blood. You know...as cool as being a vampire sounds...the whole blood thing...not really a fan. I don't know about you...but I like my meals cooked...and served with fries and a nice beverage...with a wrap on it that says either, "Mystic Grill" or "Rousseau's Bar and Grill". Not...Type O, or AB-positive. Besides...it tastes very metallic...just disgusting." Stiles explained entering the office. "On the plus side, I defied the impossible...even though I activated my vampire side...I can still do this." He said with an excited wide smile. He extended a hand out and made various things levitate off of Dad's desk. He put them down before bouncing on his toes. "I know it's a simple spell. But I'm so glad I can still do it. That's the whole reason why I've been afraid of dying. Not being able to do anymore magic. Magic makes me who I am. Without that...I'm just a dude that's a vampire/werewolf hybrid, possessed by two demons foxes, and the host to the only Hellhound in history." He rambled. "Okay...not that I think about it...It wouldn't be that bad. But it would be less fun." He continued. "And yes, I've had a lot of Adderall." He said pointing at Hope blinking a couple of times. Hope covered her mouth to hide her laughter. "Stiles. Stiles. Nik. Why don't...why don't you go settle down for a bit? Okay?" Dad said walking Stiles out of the office. "Hey. I've been wondering will I go up in flames if I walk outside?" He asked him as Dad showed him out. "No clue. Don't go trying it out. Your dad will kill me if I let you." Dad said closing the door behind him. He turned to us and smiled. "Sorry about that. Stiles has been trying to keep himself occupied after what happened. It would be best if you try not to bring up the words: "Vampire", "Demon", "Fox", "Nogitsune", "Ripper", or "Blood" in conversation." He stated.