How Not To Be A Werewolf (Editing)

We Create A Paradox

Wesley was a good listener, and he took our explanation extremely well. Even the weirder parts, like the fact we had travelled back in time to try and prove my innocence in the murder it turned out Jonathan was actually responsible for. Murders that had left, not just one, but two people dead at the rogue werewolf's hand.

Even thinking back over it the whole situation seems fucked up. If I was in Wesley's shoes, I would certainly have trouble believing us. I still had trouble believing it all, and I had actually lived through it.

"So, just to clarify, you're on the run from The Council and you've used an illegal spell to travel back in time. Are there any other laws you've broken that I need to know about?" Wesley asked.

"Well, technically we've not broken any laws yet." Kian said, "We're still a couple of hours away from doing that. I guess that doesn't really make any difference."

Wesley was just as shocked as we had been by the whole situation. I can't say I blame him. It was a heck of a lot to take in. Jonathan had killed these two men, and for some reason he has framed me for it. Or he will frame me, I guess. God, I hated time travel.

"I think the most important thing is that we get you guys back to your time period as quickly as possible," Wesley said. "If you guys stay here too long you risk running into yourselves and causing a paradox, or worse changing the future entirely."

I actually hadn't even thought about that. Shit. What if something did go wrong? What if we were seen?

My mind travelled back to the images in Victoria's spellbook and I started to feel queasy. I did not want to end up being killed by myself. Wesley was right, this whole situation was a fucking paradox just waiting to happen.

"At least that's something we can all agree on," Victoria said, "I just need to set up the ritual and reverse the effects of the Transcoinder spell to get us back to our own time."

"Seems too easy," I said, "What about Bad Wolf over there?"

I looked over at the huge bundle of limbs and net that was Jonathan, he had gonr quiet, but was still struggling to get free from his bonds and having no luck.

"I can deal with him," Wesley replied. "You guys will need to hurry up though, from what you told me SPECTRE will be all over this place soon enough. You'll want to be well clear by then."

As I thought about it something occurred to me that didn't make sense about the whole situation. It was a plot hole so big that even the MCU wouldn't be able to retcon it.

If the two guys in the clearing were dead, and Jonathan was all tied up, then who the hell had let the Council know about what the attack?

"The full picture isn't clear yet," Victoria said, seeming to also have realised what I had. " There's something else to happen. Everybody here is accounted for. The Council find out about this somehow. Somebody told them Alec was here, and we don't know who that person is."

It was bad enough that we knew  something bad was going to happen, the worst part was we could do absolutely fuck all about it.

All we could do was wait.

"We need to find out what happened next," Kian said. "Surely. We just stay by the clearing and wait to see who turns up to find the body."

"You know that's not an option."

Victoria made a good point, but we had to stay, at least until The Council were informed of what had happened. We had no choice. The whole situation had to play itself out. We couldn't change the past, we could only witness it.