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      Argent/Derek_Hale
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      Buffy_Summers, Faith_Lehane, Damon_Salvatore, Caroline_Forbes, Elizabeth
      Forbes, Matt_Donovan, Tyler_Lockwood, Blair_Waldorf, Isaac_Lahey, Alaric
      Saltzman
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      Stilinski, Elena_the_Vampire_Slayer, Buffy_the_Vampire_Slayer_References,
      Alternate_Universe, The_Vampire_Diaries_References, Slash, Male_Slash,
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      Published: 2017-05-13 Updated: 2017-09-13 Chapters: 7/? Words: 24871
****** A Breath of Life ******
by bloodrednight25
Summary
     the Stilinski triplets are used to the supernatural world, with their
     mothers being the Slayers and what not, but for Stiles Stilinski it's
     going to be a roller-coaster ride when he meets Stefan Salvatore who
     pulls him into his dark world; where Elena Gilbert become his best
     friend and ally.
Notes
     Author noted: Allison and Stiles are twins and Lydia is their cousin.
     Lydia pretty much their sister. Title inspired by Florence and the
     machine; a breath of life. This is a crossover with the Vampire
     Dairies, Teen Wolf, BtVS(Buffy & Faith), and Gossip Girl (Mostly just
     Blair). Some things like plot will most likely change for all
     characters. Most of the story line may be from the Vampire Dairies
     and mentions of past episodes from BtVS and Teen Wolf. Poszukiwacz
     Gwiazdy means star seeker is Stiles birth name, Prawdomówny is
     truthful which is Allison birth name, and Czcicielem Boga is Lydia
     birth name which means worshiper of God.
***** the Kids are Alright *****
Poszukiwacz Gwiazdy stared up at his new home as his sister Prawdomówny stood
to his left and Czcicielem Bog who was pretty much his other sister stood to
his right. This was the final move their mother explain to them as he held the
box that said kitchenware on it. Heading up the front porch stairs to the front
door, Poszukiwacz Gwiazdy better known as Stiles Stilinski sat the box done by
the door as he looked around the furnished living room.
"This has to be a better move then the one when we where in Sunnydale Buffy.
Their starting to present." Stiles heard his mother whisper to his other mom.
Stiles dropped the box off in the kitchen before moving up the stairs giving
their mothers some kind of privacy. Making a left down the hall in the corner
Stiles walked into his room to fine his twin and his other sister sitting on
his bed. "Why are you guys loitering in my room," he asked them.
"Sshhh... I'm trying to listen to moms conversation." Prawdomówny better known
as Allison said as her eyes glowed a bright red. It still freaked Stiles out
whenever Allison flashed her eyes at him or Czcicielem Bog better known as
Lydia, but he knew it was part of her way showing that she was the Alpha of
their small little pack. "What is mom saying," Lydia asked as she moved closer
to Allison side.
"We moved to this backwater town to give our children some type of normalcy, so
they wouldn't have to grow up like us Buffy." Faith whispered as she stared at
a picture of the three of them. Lydia, Stiles and Allison.
"Come on; come to the sound poof room! Allison Gwendolyn Stilinski, mind your
business and help unload the U-Hal." Faith yells up to her oldest daughter
before pulling their other mother down the stairs to the basement where the
walls where sound proof and most of the weaponry hung on walls or in trunks
along with magic items and other old tomes and scrolls on book shelves.
Once the door was closed Faith signed as she ran a hand though her thick dark
chocolate brown hair. Taking a deep breath she square her shoulders before
approaching Buffy. "Our oldest daughter was bitten by a werewolf, and is now an
Alpha. Our second oldest daughter is a Banshee and our son a mega witch; a
Spark." Faith started, she was already resigned to the fact that their kids
were gonna be anything but normal. The day they came into their life's Faith
made a vow that there wouldn't be anything she wouldn't do for three to keep
them safe and happy.
"Trouble is going to follow them, B. That's why we moved here to protect them
as well as give them some type of hope that they know their not alone. There's
a strong werewolf pack here, along with the Bennett Witches. They are a strong
convent; they can help our son and there's an emissary here that goes by as a
veterinarian during the day who can put our other daughter on the right track.
We train them well. They know how to protect them self if we're not there. Plus
on the bright side, Willow was strong enough to do a spell to give them part of
our DNA with our slayer blood. She also put a cloaking spell to hide them if
need be from the other big bad supernatural world. We can protect them Buffy."
Faith whispers as she moved closer to her once enemy turn friend turn lover
turn wife. "We can protect our children. We were the first two after along line
of Slayers. We got this, everything five by five!" She whispered pulling the
short blonde into her arms.
*^*^*
"What do you thinking their talking about?" Stiles asked as he was handed
another box by Lydia. "I mean beside the obvious?" He asked as he hopped down
from the truck, heading towards the house. It was totally like mom's to take
their other mother down to the sound proof room so they couldn't hear them
talking about them.
"Their worried about us. But we're three kick ass supernatural creatures,"
Lydia said as she moved from the truck placing another box on top of the three
that Allison was already carrying. "Beside we start school tomorrow that's
gonna be enough hell for the three of us. We should worry about our studies and
try to keep a low profile."
Stiles nodded, they did have enough to worry about. This was their sophomore
year of high school. It had to be better then their freshman year where Allison
was a attacked by an omega Alpha werewolf and Lydia going off her rocker with
the noise of the dead calling to her and Stiles burning down their old high
school due to a panic attack.
***** Welcome to Beacon Falls *****
Chapter Summary
     Allison faced to face with the Alpha of Beacon Falls, Stiles meets
     Stefan Salvatore for first time and gets a glimpse of Elena Gilbert
     while Lydia goes head to head with Caroline Forbes.


Faith Stilinski stood next to Buffy Stilinski as she took a look around the
high school their children would be going to. Right off the back she could feel
her spidy senses going off the chart, but she couldn't pin point where the
vibes where coming from. Their was too many teens mingling in the area to zero
in on the feelings she was catching.

"I mean this place hast to be better then England high school. Those people
where just rude and standoffish." Faith heard her son say as he fixed his
backpack on his shoulders. "I mean what could go..." Stiles didn't get to
finish that sentence as Allison and Lydia covered his mouth with their hands
over it.

"Don't jinxes us." Allison said as she moved her hand from his mouth. Nodding
once Stiles turn to look at his mother with the blonde hair. "I just hope this
high school is nothing like Sunnydale high that was over a hell mouth. So on
that note have fun, not to much fun and for God sake Stiles don't burn down
this high school." Buffy whispered as she gave all three of them hugs before
watching them walk away, as Allison jump on Stiles back and Lydia bark of
laughter followed them.

"Their so dome!" Buffy stated as she got back into her red Chevy Tahoe.


*^*^*


"Tell me why I have P.E do I not look fit as a fettle?" Lydia asked as she
looked over her schedule. She had all A.P. Class most of them coincided with
Stiles schedule. Like A.P Calculus, English Literature, Biology and Chemistry.
Allison had English 2, Health with Lydia and P.E. with Stiles. They had lunch
together so that was a plus. Lydia had A.P Social studies first period with
Stiles while Allison had History.  Allison had regular mathematics and biology
her second and third period, she also had art with Stiles so that left Lydia by
her self with French 2.

"That cause you failed P.E freshman year Lyd's don't play coy." Stiles spoke as
he looked over their schedule together. "At lest we won't be apart most of the
day." He finish folding his schedule up and putting it in his back pocket.

"I have Mr. Hale for history now so I guess I'll see you during fourth period."
Allison stated as she went down the hall.

Saluting, Stiles watched as she walked away. "I'm gonna head to the restroom.
I'll meet up with you in class, save me a set." Stiles said as he parted ways
with Lydia. Heading down the hall looking though his Calculus book Stiles
wonder where the class was at in their chapters. He knew Lydia and himself
where pretty much a head in most of their studies. Things just clicked faster
for them then most. He offended wonder if Allison just wasn't applying herself
more; she was beyond smart too but she didn't want the extra work load that
Lydia and himself took on. While he thought that over as well as doing math
problems in his head he wasn't paying attention as he walked into hard wall.
That hard wall ended up being a really attractive guys with blonde hair and
thick eyebrows.  "Shit.. Sorry." Stiles whispered as his book fell to the
ground.

Looking up Stiles eyes meet light green. The guy in front of him was about the
same height as him a few inches taller. Picking up his book Stiles took a step
back as he looked from those light green eyes to straight nose that curve a
little around the end to the bow tie lips to the long neck. Stiles could feel
the heat in his cheeks as he took the other male feature in. He was hot with
his strong jaw bone. "Sorry... hi! I'm Stiles Stilinski I just started here
with my sisters." Stiles stated as he held out his hand.

"Stefan, Stefan Salvatore." He said taking Stiles hand in his. Gasping Stiles
pulled his hand away; he was cold almost winter cold. A shiver of dread went
down Stiles back, he could feel this darkness around guy. There was nothing
there but dark clouds in this guys future.

"Sorry I run cold." Stefan said in low voice as he dropped his hand to his
side. The tingling he felt from Stiles he only felt when a witch was near by.
It was like he could almost taste the power rolling off of the kid in front of
him. He watch as the teen nodded before side stepping him and continuing down
the hall.

Stiles makes it to the bathroom just in time to have a mime little panic
attack. As the lights flicked above Stiles tried to take in slow breath though
his nose then out though his mouth; he did this for a about ten minutes until
he felt the tension leave his body. Using the restroom then washing his hands.
He made it just in time to his class only to see Stefan in the second row of
desk and Lydia in the fourth near the back. Walking past him, Stiles got that
vibe again of the darkness. It wasn't like darkness that was necessarily bad
but it wasn't good either. It felt like a presence unknown leaked from the guys
being.

^*^*^


Allison stared up at her teacher as she tried to keep her beast at bay. She
could feel the power of the alpha in front of the class. It was like he was
shooting out waves upon waves of energy. Allison didn't have much contact with
werewolves beside the one who hunted her, then bit her; who she later ripped
out his throat and gain his power.

"Now class I know we're studying US History, but I also gave extra assignment
to person who could name the person who preeminent leader of Indian
independence movement in British-ruled India. Employing nonviolent civil
disobedience, Who also led India to independence and inspired movements for
civil rights and freedom across the world? Any one of who can give me the name
of that person will not have to take the pop quiz today," Mr. Hale asked as all
students continue to oblivious to the questions that he was asking.

"مهند كارامشاند غاندي," Allison whispered under her breath in Gujarai. If it
was one thing she caught onto fast was languages thanks to aunt Willow.

"You, new girl..." Mr. Hale started as he looked at his student roster.
"Allison Stilinski, what was that you said?" He ask as she meet his eyes dead
on.

“ مهند كارامشاند غاندي,” Allison said clearly.

"And in English." Me. Hale asked her.

"Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi."

"Congratulations no pop quiz for you, everybody else phones down, pencils out.
You have 10 minutes to complete this." He stated handing out the quiz.

"Who the hell is she?"

Allison turn to her right to stare at the blond pale skin girl then took a look
at the other two girls that where looking her way as well. "Last I knew test
times where supposed to be quite time Caroline. Elena and Bonnie do I need to
separate the three of you again?"

"No Mr. Hales," the dark skinned girl said as her eyes went back down to her
test.


^*^*^


Buffy stared at the police uniform. It wasn't really that bad the grey button
down with the words Assistant Sheriff on the right breast pocket that would be
covered up once she wear the full police suite. Standing there in her red
Henley shirt with two top buttons undone and dark blue skinny jeans with knee
high leather black boots that had buckles near the ankle area with a leather
jacket. She thanked her lucky stars she still got to pick out her outfits each
day. Clipping the sheriff badge on her belt near the side of her hip on the
left, she touch the right side of her hip where her gun sat. She was never a
big fan guns ever since she was shot, but duty called.

"I'd like to welcome you to Beacon Falls. I know your familiar with what goes
on around this town but I have some light reading for you when you get the
chance." Sheriff Forbes stated as she shook Buffy's hand then handed her over a
dozen files.

"You call this light reading?" Buffy asked with a slight chuckle of panic in
her voice. She was never the book worm unless it dealt with killing vampires
and stopping apocalypse prophecies.

"There's no rest for the wicked. I know your just settling in with your family
and everything, but you might want to be here for tonight's council meeting.
It’ll be held at Lockwood-Hale estate."

"Sounds like old times." Buffy stated as she picked up her police uniform.

"It's at seven. Get there twenty minutes before so I can introduce you to the
founding families."

Nodding Buffy said her good byes while she head back out to her SUV.


^*^*^


Faith looked around her office. It wasn't a bad setup working for the only bar
in town that also carter as a family restaurant. Beacon Falls Grill was plaster
to the top of the wall above the door.

"So the last bar manager was killed I hope that doesn't put you off. It was a
wild animal in a long list of wild animals attacks. You get use to not going in
the woods at night. Any ways a couple of the high school kids work here part
time. It's like the teen hang out place they usually show up after three
clock."

Faith took in the words the young women was saying, but she was stuck on the
animals attacks. "Just remember no one under the age of 21 can sit at the bar.
We got a lot of regulars so you'll become familiar with who's who and when to
cut that person off."

"Any ways I wanna welcome you and your family to Beacon Falls, I heard your
wife is the sheriff assistant."

"Actually she's the Assistant Sheriff, second in command to Sheriff Forbes."
Faith corrected as they moved into the bar area.  Looking around it was pretty
dead at 11:00 clock in the morning. Faith wonder what Buffy was up to while she
took in her employees. They were college students at best. Most of them all
pretty much worked part time.

"Hey there good look-in!"

Turning around to see Buffy standing there a wide smile formed on Faith lips as
she took in her wife. It took a lot of years for the girls to go from slayer
sister, to friends, to enemies, to slayer sister once more to lovers, an five
years were they were together as wives.

"Hey B," Faith greeted with a kiss to the blonde lips. "What you doing here?"
Faith asked as she pulled Buffy to an empty table. They sat down cross from
each other as Buffy told her about her conversation with Sheriff Forbes.

"This town has had a bunch of animal attacks lately. You know what that means."
Buffy stated as she sigh.

"Our job never ends B. As long as there vampires we put them down." Faith
whispered the last part.

"I know I just thought with children we'd have a little break." Buffy said as
she eyed her wife.

"The wicked never sleeps." Faith said as she stood up.


^*^*^


Stiles held his food tray as we walked between his sister as they looked for a
table to eat during lunch. Classes had been going good after Stiles realize he
had no more classes with Stefan Salvatore. He still didn't know what he was or
where that dark blackness came from, but it had a feeling that Stiles couldn't
shake.

"So my history teacher is an alpha werewolf!" Allison blurted out as she took a
bit of one of the hamburgers she had on her tray.

"What the fuck Alie you can't just say shit like that." Stile spoke after he
already choked on his bit of french-fries.

"Calm down Stiles, moms told us there be supernatural people here. This isn't
news. Why are you acting like it is." Lydia asked as she ate her salad. She
wasn't big on the carbs like Allison and Stiles. Granted Allison had a
metabolism that Lydia would die for she still had to train and exercise like
Stiles did just not as hard since she ate pretty healthy. "What was he like."
She finally asked taking a bit of green goodness.

"An alpha I guess. He didn't speak to me much other then to call me out in
class since I knew the answer to the question he ask. This school is like three
years behind England school curriculum."

"Yeah we noticed." Stiles said as he looked around the cafeteria. There where
all kinds of groups formed. From the popular crew, to the book worms to the
jocks. It was like TV stereotypes and statistics all rolled up in one at this
school. Locking eyes on three girls heading his way to their table, Stiles
couldn't help but think of ‘Mean Girls,’ as he alerted his sisters.

"So your the Stilinski triplets. You guys don't look alike at all." The girl
with blonde long hair and dark make up that shown bright almost grey color eyes
spoke as she sat down in front of Stiles next to Allison.

"That cause we're not triplets." Lydia spoke in her undermining tone as she
continue to flip though the magazine she had in her hands.

'This should be good.' Stiles thought as he watch Lydia eye the three girls.
Lydia at most was a stuck up bitch to people she didn't know and had a mean
streak to boot if people annoyed her. There was no way this blonde chick and
Lyds where going to get a long any time soon unless fashion was their subject
of topic.

"Allison and Stiles are twins. I'm their cousin but might as well be their
sister. What do you want." Lydia asked as she spoke slowly and clearly with a
hit of annoyance in her tone.

"Well you guys are new right?" The girl with dark brown hair and dark brown
eyes asked as she sat next to Stiles.

"Good eye mousy." Lydia arched an eyebrow as she took another bit of her salad.

"We have history with Allison and just wanted to say hi to you guys. We don't
get new people in Beacon Falls that much. The people who've lived here have
live here for generations. But it's kind of weird, you three show up along with
this new guys." The girl with dark skin; she African-American with stunning
green eyes and perfect white teeth. Stiles could see the beauty in her an not
just by her appearance but her aura was a bright white and gold color, that
made him want to touch her. It was a weird feeling and he had to hold himself
back from grabbing her hand and floating around in her aura of brightness. "Any
ways, I'm Bonny Bennett, that's Caroline Forbes and Elena Gilbert." She said as
she takes the set next to Lydia.

"We have a bonfire each year and you guys are totally welcome to come its in
next weekend. It's something we do to kick start the new year." Caroline the
blonde girls says as she eat her salad.

"Well let you know and get back to you." Allison finally speaks to girls. She
looking up at the person that just reach their table.  Holding in a growl her
eyes flash quickly as she stares at the guy. "I think you guys should leave."
She says slowly keeping an eye on the guy in front of her.

The girl with blonde hair scuffs as she stand up, “God you guys are so rude. We
just wanted to welcome you." Caroline states as she looks at all three of them.

Lydia stands up as well her arms crossed over her chest as she took a defensive
stand. "No... you wanted to know if we’d fit in with your group, and honey were
a little to big for that, but we’ll think about the bonfire party. You should
go now."

Stiles watch as the three girls walked away Elena turning back to look at their
table as she took in the guy as well. Stiles watch the eye contact they held
until she disappeared

"Your not welcome at our table. We don't socialize with vampires." Allison
whispered keeping her voice down. She tried to keep the wolf at bay. She could
feel her claws growing as she scratch underneath table letting her claws dig
into the wood.

"I've come in peace. I don't mean any harm. I just wanted to talk to Stiles for
a moment."

Stiles looked up at Stefan with a frown. So that's what that darkness was
about; he was a vampire.  "How can you walk in the sun." Stiles asked. He was
dumb founded; not once did their mothers say vampires had the ability to with
stand the sun and walk among the humans; their food.

Stefan held his hand up showing his wedding finger with a gotti ring that had
an S on it . "In good grace I just showed you my weakness. So if you could put
the flashing eyes away that would be great." Stefan said as he took a set next
to Stiles.

"So talk." Lydia said as she looked at the vampire sitting next to her brother.
Gripping her sliver fork tight; one wrong move and he was getting stabbed
period.

"You know the rules Salvatore, your not to come in contact with them unless
it's on their terms. Your breaking the agreement your uncle Zack granted for
you to stay in this town."

Looking to the right Allison looked up at her history teacher.

"My apologies Alpha Hale, but you know just as well as I do that it's starting
and with the three of them here it's best if we start clueing them into the
state that Beacon Falls is in no thanks to your family." Stefan stated as he
stood.

"Don't test me Stefan. My patients and violence don't go together. " his eyes
flashed a bright red. Nodding Stefan took his leave. Staring up at the man,
"Who the hell are you?" Stiles asked looking at the man.

"Peter Hale. Please follow me." He said walking away from the three. Standing
up quickly Stiles follows the teacher as the girls followed him.

Mr. Hale leaded them back to his classroom. Closing the door behind herself.
Lydia took a look at the teacher. He was tall maybe 6'1 he had broad shoulders,
along thick neck, straight jaw that had stubble on it. His lips where thin to
the straight nose that looked like it's never been broken, to the electric blue
eyes. He was with out a word hot, to hot to be just a teacher; 'Go figure he's
a werewolf' she thought.

"What was that all about?" Stiles asked as he asked the man.

"As you may know we have quite a lot of supernatural creatures in our little
town we call Beacon Falls. Once upon a time it was over ran with vampire until
my family took over. My name is Peter Hale, my sister Talia was the Alpha
before she was murder, her power went to my niece Laura and myself. Beacon
Falls is our territory we don't usually let other were's in but you three are
children of the Slayers so I granted the request." Peter started as he looked
at all three teens. To have an alpha in his presence that wasn't family was
slowly but surely making him want to defend his territory whether she was only
seventeen or not. "We made it very clear not to approach you three unless you
request it first. We knew others would seek you out. To have a small pack such
as your own making you are an alpha that omega would most likely kill to join."

"Whys that?" Allison finally spoke as she looked at the alpha.

"You have a banshee that can predict death & future and a Spark. A very
powerful Spark that's still a virgin and almost a virtue." Peter says with a
sly smile as he looks at Stiles.

Blushing from his cheeks down to his neck, Stiles looks away from that smile as
Lydia raises her voice. "No talk about my brothers sexual activity."

"My apologies I just thought your alpha would want to know that her pack is
special not only by the power inside it but also by the fact that you are all
connected by blood. Blood power is something rare for werewolf packs to have."
Peter said as once more all eyes where on him.

"Why did Stefan want to talk to Stiles." Allison asked after a while.

"Mostly like to court him." Peter shrugged as move towards his desk. "You
should prepare yourself for this Alpha Stilinski!"

Nodding at him, Allison pulled her twin closer to her as Lydia took a stances
in front of Stiles as well. "We'll be more cautious of the people around us."
Lydia said as she head towards the door.

"You do that." Peter said as he watch the three leave. He couldn't help but
think of the book he once read of the Sliver, the Wolf and the Raven. The three
remind him of that folk tale. He just knew they weren’t going to last long in
staying out of the fray of trouble much like the Sliver the Wolf and the Raven.


^*^*^

"I'm gonna be so date-able. Guys and girls are gonna line up to tap this."
Stiles said with wide smile.

"Bro, not cool. No one wants to hear about that." Allison says as she shoves
him a little.

"Alie twin of mine. I listen to all of your sexual flings yours as well Lyds.
You guys can take two minutes and just appreciate that I may not be the kid
that gets kidnapped all the time due to my virginness." Stiles smiles as the
head down the hall.

"Do you even hear the words that are coming out of your mouth?" Lydia asked as
she shoved him to the side. "We have Bio next lets go Stiles!"


TBC>>>
***** the Council *****
Chapter Summary
     Buffy and Faith along with their children are introduced to the
     founding family and council.
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Buffy stared up at the house that could only be called a mansion. It was
fifteen till seven and she stood along side her wife with her children next to
her. "This home is outrageously huge." Lydia said as looked a upon it.
"How many rooms do you think it has." Stiles asked in amazement. His mothers
weren't poor by any means and they stayed in upcoming homes before but nothing
like this.
"Bro it's gotta be over twenty with extra bathroom," Allison could only guess
that's how huge this Lockwood/Hale mansion was. 
Faith looked at her wife then her children. "It some rich pricks home. Close
your mouth and let's get in, I think where the last one to arrive." Walking up
the pavement slowly Stiles hung back a little as he reach the door. He could
feel the mansion as if it was pulsating; as if it where alive. 
"I can't go in there." Stiles said as he stood a foot from the glass doors. 
Buffy looked back at her son with worry as Lydia and Allison surrounded him as
if they where feeling his uneasiness too. "What is, what do you feel?" Buffy
question as she placed her hand on his cheek. 
Stiles frown as he tried to put it in words. It wasn't so much a bad feeling,
it was like there was an energy coursing though the air above him. To many
people with to many sources of power. "There is over twenty people in there and
only five that don't have a energy plus trying to suck me in." Stiles looked
towards the door as it open. Once more he he was greeted to the sight of Stefan
along with Peter Hale. 
"Welcome," Stefan said as he throw a smile towards Stiles moving aside to let
them pass. 
Faith stared at the teen at the door and just knew he was a vampire. She got
the vibe that she was going to have a Buffy/Angel romance on her hands when it
came to the vampire and her son. 
"I will dust you and not think twice about it!" Faith explain as she crossed
her arms over her chest. 
"Oh she feisty, I like it." Peter smirked as he caught her eyes. Stefan moved
to the side as well to let everyone in. 
Stiles stood in front of the threshold holding his breath as he closed his eyes
then opened them to see the barrier. Taking a deep breath then letting it out
he waived his hand above his head as the seal broke. 
"Alpha Stilinski, Slayers. Welcome to Lockwood-Hale manor. Please take a set
Sheriff Forbes was just informing us about the resent animal attack," all eyes
moved to Peter Hale as he took in Slayers. Giving him a nodded Allison took a
seat while Lydia took her right and Stile took her left with Buffy and Faith
standing behind them.
"Back to pressing matter. Three dead body so far none of them local this month,
but the body count has got significantly higher. Where up to about 45 for the
last three months. That's 15 each month and not all of the killing have been
vampire attacks some have been from werewolf wounds, and random unexplainable
deaths. At first I thought I had a serial killer on my hands with the random
deaths the why the bodies where line out and setup but I’m not so sure now. I
fond Charlie Wilson with a moon crystal that had a wicked spell attached too
it. I know we've been trying to protect the lands but the lands or the higher
power or whatever it is dragging us down; we don't have enough man power and
with the new arrival of people being drawn to Beacon Falls things couldn't be
worst for our town." Elizabeth Forbes states as she looked around the room. All
eyes where on her as she spoke.
"Be that as it may we still don't know who feeding on the locals," an elderly
African-American woman stated.
"Ms. Bennett, they have to eat some way." Another man who was African American
sat next two African American women.
"You've got some nerve shaman. Just because you can't pick a side doesn't mean
this new arrival will is right."
"And just cause your a light witch doesn't mean your capable of good will."
"So you say Dr. Deaton," Sheila said as she whispered something to the women
next to her. "We will let the matter go for now."
Alpha Hale nodded as he looked over to Sheriff Forbes. "On the other matters we
like to welcome the Slayers and their three children to the our lands. I’m
assuming you came to have council from each group is that to be correct?” Alpha
Hale spoke as he looked at the two older women. They where stunning, from the
different eyes color to the their features.
“As you already know my oldest daughter is an Alpha and though her control is
great now, she still has things to work on. I was wonder if you could take her
under your wings,” Buffy said as she looked at Alpha Hale.
She couldn’t let the thought that he was hot go, as she stared into his deep
blue eyes but he was also dangerous she could feel it deep in her bones. “You
are correct though her control is great she will work with my nieces Laura and
Cora and my nephews Derek and Darren. The other two are more then welcome to
come along with Alpha Stilinski when she training if they like.” Hale said as
he waived a hand to his right, where a women maybe in her late twenty sat, next
her was an older man in his early twenties. Laura had dark eyes that were
almond spaced, with dark chestnut hair and full lips. Allison eyes lingered on
her as she took her in. She could feel power coming off of her, like she did
Alpha Hale, it was strong as they continue to look at each other. “If you like
to come with me I’ll go over our training?” Laura voice was smooth and low as
it reached Allison ears.
Looking at her siblings Lydia gave Allison the nodded to go. “We’ll be fine.”
Stiles said as Allison got up and followed Laura out the back sliding doors.
“On to the next, Dr. Deaton stated that he would help your banshee with her
control twice a week and that she was more then welcome to bring her spark
brother along in her outings.” Alpha Hale spoke as Deaton nodded to the two
teens. Nodding back they continue to listen to Alpha Hale as he pointed out
Shelia Bennett who would be helping Stiles with spark.
This went on for a while, Peter introducing everyone and going over the basic
rules of the small town. This was the first time they had Slayers in Beacon
falls and it would be a sock to the Slayers that they couldn't just kill the
locals that were supernatural. There were rules that they had to keep as well.
Their hadn't been hunter in the small town since Talia Hale’s passing, and they
wanted to keep it that way. Peter did state that with more creatures that was
heading into the town they might need to start a registry.
“Don't you think that's a little inhuman. If we start placing people or
creatures on a list what's to say they won't be hunted once people get wind
that this town isn't really normal. I'm all for protecting the locals and
killing the next big bad, but you started isolating the ones that are different
and you'll have a war between the two.” Stiles said looking at Peter before his
eyes went to Elizabeth.
“Stiles is right, we monitor the new arrivals and go from there. We can't just
start rounding people or non people up.” Elizabeth said as she smiled at the
young man.
“Elizabeth is there anything else you’d like to go over?” Alpha Hale asked as
he looked over at the Sheriff. “No that’s it Peter.” Elizabeth said as the
meeting was over.
Stile watched at Allison came back into the room looking a little rough around
the edges, well mostly her hair. Standing up Lydia and him walked towards her.
Pulling a leaf out of her hair, Stile smile. “You have fun out side puppy?” he
asked her as she growled at him, flashing her eyes. “Okay oaky no puppy jokes,
but really are you okay?” Stiles asked her.
“Yeah we just went running, it was nice. She let me smell where their territory
started and ended. I’m feeling kind of great now.” Allison said as she smiled.
“I can tell, your energy is pulsing.” Stiles stated as he grabbed her hand.
“Come on high on life Alpha our moms waiting.” Lydia said pulling her along as
Stiles followed.
“We where hoping you’d stay a little longer?” Alpha Hale said as he looked at
the five of them.
“Maybe next time Alpha Hale.” Faith said as she stared at the wolf. He was
taller then her 5’6 height, but she knew she could take him. “But thank you for
the introductions well be seeing you.” She said as he pulled her family towards
the exit.
Chapter End Notes
     So I know this chapter is super short but the next one should be a
     little longer.
***** 3's a Crowd *****
Chapter Summary
     Elena not sure if she crushing on the new kid Stiles, but there is
     one thing she knows; she shouldn't be left along with Stefan if she
     can help it.
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Stiles could officially say this was the first time he had been by himself in
long time. With Laura Hale training Allison in her wolf ways and Lydia seeing
Dr. Deaton every other day, this was first time Stiles could remember not
having his sister around on either side of him. As he explored Beacon Falls
walking around the small town before he found Beacon Falls Cemetery pretty
easily since it had been calling to him. Sitting there thinking about how life
turned out with their parents being killed at such a young age, then finding
Lydia their long lost cousin as well everything they went though before Buffy
and Faith found them and taught them it was okay to be loved. Then Allison and
Lydia being bitten by the same werewolf with Allison becoming a beta then an
alpha and Lydia not changing at all but being coming a banshee. It was
defiantly a different life they lead now.  Stile let those thoughts go as he
became engrossed writing down his answer to chemistry homework, when fog
started rolling in. Which was weird since it was the middle of the day, but the
sun was covered by clouds. When he hear foot stamps approaching fast he looked
up only to see Elena running. 
 
“Ahh.” She groaned. Staring to his left he watch her fall into the tree trunk.
Standing up Stiles walked over to her. “Are you okay?” Stiles watch as she
breathing in heavily closing her eyes.
 
“Were you following me?” She asked as she looked at him.
 
“No I uh I just—I saw you fall.” Stiles told her.
 
“Uh—huh and you just happened to be hanging out in the cemetery?” she question
as he looked at him. ‘This is the first time I’ve seen him without his sister.’
Elena thought at she kept breathing in deeply.
 
“I’ve been here for the least two hours enjoying the scenery catching up on
homework.” She gave him a look like she didn't believe him, “Look my butt print
still fresh in the ground, so no I wasn’t following you.” Stiles said as he
started to move way from her back to his spot. He didn't need the third degree
especially when he was only making sure she was okay.
 
“Hey wait.” She yelled out. Stiles stopped and turn around to look at her, “I’m
sorry. It’s the fog, it’s making me foggy, and then back there, there was this
bird, and it was all very Hitchcock for a second.” She said waving her hands
back from where she came from. “That is the bird movie right, the Hitchcock?”
she asked after a moment.
 
“Yeah it is.” Stiles said as he chuckled little. “Birds freak me out too.” He
stated as he grabbed his backpack and started to put his books back inside it.
“Are you sure your not hurt, you fell pretty hard.” Stiles asked her.
 
“I don’t know.” Elena said as she pulled her pant leg up. Her ankle was
bleeding pretty bad. “Oh wow, I didn’t even feel it until now.” She said as she
looked at the piece of wood embedded in her skin. She went to pull it out when
Stile stopped her.
 
“That would be adrenaline coursing though your veins, come on my house isn’t
that far from here. I’ll get you patch up and you can be on your way.” Stiles
said as he moved towards her placing his arm around her waist as she wrapped
her arm over his shoulder.
 
“Thanks.” She said. As they passed her book bag, Stiles bent down an picked it
up swing it over his shoulders before placing his hand around her hip helping
her walk.
 
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The trip to Stiles house was fast. He mostly talked as she listen, but feeling
the quietness now made her want to start talking. “So how are you liking Beacon
Falls so far?” Elena asked as she sat on Stiles couch looking around his living
room as she waited for him to come back with first-aid kit. There were a lot of
pictures of the three siblings together and their moms together with different
people as well. Elena got the warm embrace the space was offering as if they
spent lots of time in the living room. The quilted blankets on the back of the
couches was dead give ways that they spent a lot of time in the living room.
 
“Its like any other town, though its behind in its curriculum, it’s a nice town
so far, way better then England, I’ll give you that.” Stiles said as he sat on
the coffee table in front of Elena. “A lot over Englanders don't care for
Americans.” Grabbing her ankle gently he lifted it up over his lab as he pulled
back her pant leg slowly. Looking at wood embedded in her skin, it looked deep
as dried blood surrounded it. He knew it was going to hurt when he pulled it
out, so he got her talking asking why she was in the cemetery to begin with.
 
Stiles looked up when she didn't start talking. Her face was tilted to the side
her hair hiding her eyes, “I was visiting my parents. They died four months
ago. We were in a car cash, and I survived.” She whispered. “So I go see them
as much as I can.” Elena said slowly not making eye contact.
 
“I’m sorry to hear that. I could understand the need to hold on to past.”
Stiles said after a while as he wrapped her leg in gauze. “Alie my twin, our
parents died when we’re super little, but then our mothers’ Buffy and Faith
found us along with our cousin Lydia. We’ve been with them since we where
five.” Stiles told her as he pulled her pant leg back down around her shoes.
“All done."
Putting the bloody towel in the bowl with large piece of wood, Stile smile at
her.
 
“Thanks Stiles, I  appreciate it even after I accused you of following me.”
 
“Don’t mention it.” Stiles said as he stood up. “Really don’t mention it.”
 
“Okay.” Elena said as she stood there frowning just a little.
 
“So do you need a ride back—” he trailed off as the front door open.
 
“Stiles are you— oh your home with company.” Buffy said as she open the door
and let Allison and Lydia in with clothing bags.
 
“Hey mom. This is Elena Gilbert.” Stiles said as he looked at her, moving
towards her, he grabbed the bags in her hand.
 
“Hello Elena, I’m Buffy, its nice to meet one of Stiles friends.” She said
smiling. Buffy was trying to play it cool; this was the first time he ever
brought over a girl to the house any one for that matter beside Conner, Angel
kid.
 
“Nice to meet you Sheriff Stilinski.” Elena said moving towards her with her
hand out. Grabbing her hand, Elena felt the shock of power run though her as if
wave of power crossed over her inter body. “Wow.” She breath out slowly.
Pulling her hand away slowly Buffy stared at her for a moment. She knew that
feeling, she felt it before, right when Willow sent out the spell to active
every Slayer. “Would you like to stay for dinner Elena, I don’t cook unless you
want burnt boiled water but I’m magic with a take out menu.” Buffy smiled at
her.
 
“I would but I made plans with my best friends, Bonnie and Caroline were
meeting at the Beacon Falls Grill, you guys should come.” Elena said as she
looked at Stiles and his sisters. “It’ll be fun I can introduce you to Matt,
and Tyler as well.”
 
"No— I don't,” Lydia was cut off by her mother.
 
“They’d love to, what time are you meeting up.” Buffy asked as she was ware
they three where going to say no. Better to change that chance then let it slip
away. Plus she could keep an eye on this Elena girl and speak with Faith about
her.
 
“Around Seven. I guess I’ll see you there.” Elena spoke as she grabbed her bag.
Heading towards the door, she looked back at Stiles. “Thanks again for your
help.” She whispered before hugging him and walking out the front door.
 
Once the door was closed all three eyes looked back at Buffy. “Mom.” Lydia
wined as she looked at similar green eyes as her own.
“What Lyds, you guys can’t stay three, you need outlets and friends. I’ve been
reading that parents book and it can’t just be the three of you guys.” Buffy
said as picked up the bags Stiles grabbed from her. “This will be good for you
lot. Plus she might be an active slayer and I’m gonna have to get to know her.
So you will be on your best behavior and no bitchyness from you Lydia Penelope
Stilinski!” Buffy said as she headed up stairs.
 
“What the hell Stiles.” Allison said as she punch her twin in the arm. “Gees,
Allison tone down the testosterone, you just gave me a dead arm.” Stiles yelled
as he pushed her back. Growling at him, Stiles watch as Allison eyes bleed red.
“Sorry—Sorry.” He whispered. “She was hurt, and I couldn’t just leave her.”
Stiles explain to the two. “I was out in the cemetery doing home work when I
found her. She was running from something and fell pretty hard. I brought her
here to clean up her wound.” Stiles told them showing them bowel with blood
towel and large piece of wood in side it.
 
“Now mom think we need friends.” Lydia said looking at him.
 
“Well we can’t all have flings Lydia.” Stile throw at her as walked up the
stairs to her bedroom.
 
“Allison I’m sorry, but she needed help I couldn’t just leave her.” Stiles
explain once more to his twin.
 
“I know. That’s not who you are. It’s fine. We’ll play nice appease mom in the
process. Did you get any weird vibe from her?” Allison asked as they stood
facing each other.
 
“Other then the sadness rolling off her in waves— and that she was a tad bit
lonely. None, she was just really nice.” Stiles informed her as they started to
walk up the stairs.
 
Heading in the same direction since Allison bedroom was right next to his own,
they shared a bathroom between their room. “She lost her parents a couple
months ago. She was really bother by that. She survived when they did not.”
 
                                   **^**^**
 
Faith Stilinski stood in her back office trying to slow her breathing so her
frustration wouldn’t get the best of her. With frustration came violence she
knew better to let her emotion get the best of her. She knew that deep down she
didn’t need to work, that she could be a kept women, that Buffy would love her
if she wanted to stay at home and make cookies for her kids all day instead of
work, but she wouldn’t be able to live with herself if she was kept women. The
one thing she loved about being a slayer was the silence. The bliss dead of the
night silence. She didn’t have that working as the manager of Beacon Falls
Grill. First of all their where pre-teens, teens then more teens then she was
equipped to handle. They were everywhere. “Yo Faith, Earl not respecting the
code that he’s cut off, do you want me to call the Sheriff?” that a Vicki
Donovan yelled.
 
“No Vicki I got it, go help other customer.” Faith said as she walked out of
office.
 
“I’m Working Gilbert.” Vicki said while caring two orders of food.
Faith watch the teen boy. He was younger then her kids she could tell he had it
bad for Vicki.
 
“Yo little bit, if she wants you she’ll come to you.” Faith said giving her
advice even if it wasn’t asked for. The kid as least nodded and went back to
the pool table. Walking past the open doors, Faith ears zone in on the teens
that just walked in talking about her kids.
 
“So it’s Stiles, Lydia and Allison Stilinski. Allison and Stiles are twins with
Allison being the oldest out of the two, then Lydia. Apparently they
transferred from England after their mother the blond one got a job as second
Sheriff of Beacon Falls. Apparently she skilled in cold cases. They have
another mother that work here as the Manager. Also Stefan Salvatore he live up
at the old Salvatore Boarding house, with his uncle, he hasn’t lived there
since he was kid, military family, so they moved around a lot. He’s a Gemini,
and his favorite color is blue.” The blond girls stated as she turn around to
look at her friend.
 
“You got all that in one day?”
 
“Oh, please I got all that between third and fourth period. We’re plaining a
June Wedding.” Faith watch the two as they sat in Vicki section; she’d have to
keep an eye on those two.
 
                                   ^^*^^*^^
 
“Mom I’m leaving, I told Alie and Lyds I’d meet them up there.” Stiles yelled
as he open the front door. Gasping he took a step back as he stared at Stefan.
“Ah—Hey.”
 
“Umm hi.” Stefan said as he smiled a little. “I wanted to apologize for my
behavior at the school the other day. I know it was strange,” He started.
 
“No worries, its cool dude.” Stiles smiled at him. “How’d you know where I
lived?” Stiles finely asked.
 
“It’s a small town, I asked the first person I saw. Any ways I wanted to know
if you wanted to hang out. I’d like to get to know you.” Stefan said as he
looked at him.
 
Meeting his eyes, Stiles smiled a little. “I thought Mr. Hale said I had to
come to you.” Stiles smirked widen a little as Stefan rubbed the back of his
neck a little nervous.
 
“He did— yeah he did, but I thought what could it hurt.”
 
“I’d liked to get to know you as well Stefan but I’m supposed to be meeting my
sisters and Elena at the Grill. Did you want to join me?"
 
“Sure.”
 
“Cool come on I’ll drive.” Stiles said as he jingles car keys in the his hands.

                                   ^^*^^*^^
 
“What the hell could be taking Stiles so long.” Lydia asked as she looked
around. It must have been half the school body in this place, everywhere was
packed and noise level was high.
 
“Shhhs,” Allison whispered. She was trying to listen in on Elena’s friends talk
about her. “Her parents died four months go Matt how do you think she doing?”
 
“Well has she asked about me?”
 
“No—no and no. I’m not getting in the middle of you two. Pickup the phone and
call her.”
 
“I feel weird calling her, she broke up with me.”
 
“Well just give her time— or not.”
 
Allison listen to the gasps in her voice. Looking up, Allison smelt her
brother, along with that vampire; touching Lydia hand, as she watch the three
of them come in. Stiles was in the middle with Stephan and Elena on either side
of him.
 
“Should we be worried?” Lydia asked as she watch her brother move in between
the two. “Totally.” Allison answered.
 
“So I feel like we totally walked into an awkward moment?” Stiles said he watch
a blonde guy walk up to them.
 
“Hey I’m Matt nice to meet you.”
 
“Stiles!” Stiles said looking at him. Matt had clear crystal blue eyes that
almost looked like sapphires gems with straight nose, full lips that had a
scare on the left side. He handsome in a rugged kind of way. They where about
the same height, okay Matt was about the same height as Stefan as he looked at
them not welcoming but not really hostile either.
 
“Hi, Stefan.” They shook hands. Then Matt’s eyes landed on Elena.
 
“Hey.”
 
“Hey.” Matt said as his eyes went back to Stefan then Stiles. Moving between
the two guys, “So I see my sisters.” Stiles said heading towards them.
 
“What’s going on, why are you with him?” Lydia asked him.
 
“He came to the house, so I asked him if he wanted to come with me.” Stiles
said stealing one of Lydia french-fires only for her to slap his hand.
 
“Geese Lyd hold up on the violence.” He said rubbing his throbbing hand.
“Aren’t you just making friends every where.” Lydia said as she crossed her
arms giving Stiles a pointed looked before her eyes went to Allison.
 
“Well this is going to be awkward.” Allison said as chairs where pulled up to
the table.
 
After all the introduction where made, after Stiles officially meet Bonnie and
Caroline, while Stefan meet everyone and his sister they sat there for a while
just looking at one another.
 
“So you were born in Beacon Falls.” Caroline asked Stefan. Her focus was only
on Stefan which was good. Stile kind of hope she stayed that way. He could
already tell Caroline Forbes was the type of girl to alway get her way. She was
nice with a mean streak.
She was kinda like Lydia in her own way. Which was kinda weird cause he didn't
think the two would get along.
 
“Yeah I left when I was younger.” Stefan answered as he smiled at Stiles. “—and
your parents?” Bonnie asked. Bonnie Bennett was the quiet one. Always watching
never really in the middle of other people drama. Stiles could tell between the
three girls she wasn't the one the do anything spontaneous she wasn't reckless.
 
“My parents passed away.” Stefan said. Stiles chocked on his soda giggling a
little. Stefan parents probably died before they where even thoughts in their
parents eyes seeing how Stefan was couple of hundred years old.
“Sorry...sorry.” Stiles said as Lydia handed him a napkin.
 
“Its fine, I know it’s a little awkward some times to speak of people who’ve
past.” Stefan said as his eyes once again where pulled to Stiles.
 
“So Allison, Lydia. How are you guys liking Beacon Falls.” Caroline asked after
while.
 
“Its crap for shopping.”
 
“It’s great.”
 
They answered together. Smiling once more, Stiles looked between his sisters;
willing one of them to take the blonde girl and go. “I know right. I’ve been
petitioning for a new mall with high end clothing for a year now.” Caroline
said as she stood up, Lydia follow her.
 
“So Bonnie, wanna play some pool?” Allison asked her. She nodded. Once it was
just the three of them, Stiles felt a little better. He wasn't use to large
crowds. It had only been his two sisters and mothers for the longest time. Even
when they lived in England they weren't a around watcher council or Slayers
that offended.

“I’m sorry about Caroline, she likes you Stefan.” Elena said smiling at him a
little. She still got the feeling that something was off about him, like he
shouldn't be left alone or with anyone for that matter. Stefan only nodded.
There was a feeling he got from her that he should be wary in regarding her,
but it wasn't like she was Katherine. That was a box of objects he didn't want
to open. “No worries. It’s fine.” He answered.
 
“So what brings you back to Beacon Falls?” Elena finely asked the million
dollar question that had been on Stiles brain since he meet the vampire.
 
“Something was just calling to me to come home.” Stefan answered. He looked at
Stiles when he said that. His eyes linger on the dark hair teen. Elena looked
between the two. She knew something unspoken was happening between the two.
 
“Hey guys y'all alright over here?” Turning around Stiles smiled at the women
behind him. Getting up he hugged his mother Faith as he introduced her to
Elena. “Hey mom, this is Elena Gilbert.”
 
Holding out her hand Faith let Elena touch her first, and she felt a shock run
though her as if she was just getting her slayer powers all over again. Stiles
felt the shock as well. Faith felt him tense for a moment. Taking a deep breath
she let go of her hand slowly. She kept her breath even not to give way that
she felt anything. Letting go of Stiles she let him sit down once more.  “Hi
nice to me you. I'm Faith, Stiles, Lydia and Allison other mother.” She said as
she moved her hand to Stefan’s even though she already meet him. Shaking his
hand firmly, she grin when she felt bones pop a little. She lifted an eyebrow
at him, “Nice to see you again Stefan. Make sure he gets him before midnight.”
Faith said before walking away.
 
Elena could only look between the two before a wide smile formed on her face.
‘So that's what's happening,’ she thought as she voiced it as well. “Wait are
you two dating?”
 
“No we're not, I’ve only just meet him yesterday.” Stiles answer before Stefan
could. He was pretty sure Stefan would say ‘Yes, they were.’ Stefan gave Stiles
a wicked smile as he touched the back of his neck. He applied the perfect
pressure to have Stiles close his eyes in slight pleasure. Remembering where he
was Stiles pulled Stefan hand from his skin.
 
Elena looked between the two. She wasn't sure if she should feel disappointed
or a little turn on as she watched them. “Okay cool this doesn’t feel like a
third wheel moment at all.” Elena said with a little awkward laugh.
 
“Sorry about my mom she weird. Don’t mind her.” Stiles said after awhile. “So
enough about dead parents and mellow dramatic behavior. I'm feeling like this
place is  most action this town gets.”
 
"Don't knock it, Beacon Falls is known for its parties and festivals.” Elena
said as she sent Stiles a warm smile. Laughing out loud Stiles throw a smile
her way.
 
“No Elena right Stiles, this town is know for their gatherings. Every year they
do a historical founders party. It's the most up and coming thing in Beacon
Falls.” Stefan spoke as he pulled Stiles eyes to him. Holding his gaze Stiles
could feel the tension between them. It was like he was dawn to him, something
was pulling him towards Stefan that he wasn't aware of what it was yet but it
was strong. “I'll be right back.” Stiles said as he excused himself.
 
Heading to the bathroom Stiles got kind of turn around until he went down a
narrow hall that had arrows leading to the restroom. Trailing his fingers along
the wall he picked up the energy around the building. He was so focused on it
that he didn't see Bonnie until he ran into her. Gasping as he touched her
skin, felt the power rolling off of her in waives. It was bright and
intoxicating. If he had to describe how her residual energy felt liked when he
touched her he'd say it was like the best orgasm he's ever had in his life and
he was a virgin. “Ohhh—” His skin glowed bright as a flush of pink tinted his
cheeks. “Oh wow. Your like a walking good vibe.” Bonnie said as she held onto
his shoulder to keep her balance.
 
“I’ve never felt anything like that before.” She whispered, as Stiles moved his
hands to her hips to steady himself. He felt weak in the knees as he held onto
her as well.
 
“What are you?” Bonnie asked as she finely looked up at him. Stiles eyes where
wide with wonder as he looked at her in return.
 
“What are you?” He asked her as he slowly pulled away from her only their
fingers where touching now.
 
“Usually I just get feelings and emotion, but you’re like an open energy line
of raw power." Stiles stood there for a minute just touching her. “I should be
getting back— your sister waiting for me.”
 
“Yeah— yeah sure.” Stile answered as he moved to the side letting her past.
Following her with his eyes, Stiles wonder what he was going to do about that,
she was fast becoming Allison friend, and he couldn’t avoid her like the
plague; he was bond to bump into her again, and he didn’t want people to see
what his ‘O’ faced looked like when he wasn’t even in action.
 
Taking a small breath to calm his racing heartbeat he headed to the men's room.
Throwing water on his face to cool his heated skin he looked at himself in the
mirror before repeating ‘you are okay’ over again.
 
"Are you okay?” Looking up through the mirror Stiles could see Stefan though
the mirror. He had a worry look upon his face. “Elena wanted me to check on
you. You've been gone for quite some time.” He said looking at Stiles as he
held the door open for him.
Standing there for a moment Stiles turn around to look at him, “I'm okay. I
just…” Stiles started when all of a sudden he started to feel light headed. It
was like he was seeing himself out side his body as the vision took over.
 
"Come out come out where ever you are little birdie. I wasn't finish playing
with you…” Stiles knew that voice. It was a voice he long ago thought was dead
and gone. He stood in woods alone, trees after trees covered the land. Huge oak
trees that would have blocked out the moon light if there was a moon. It was so
dark out that even the stars didn't shine brightly in the night sky like it
should, but Stiles could still see the roots of the tree that was cut down in
the middle. It had ring ripples as if it wasn't done growing but now all it
was; was a tree with no top but the bottom of roots.
 
“I have a riddles for you little birdie, everyone has it, but no one can lose
it. What is that? When is a door not a door???”
 
“Leave me alone your gone. Your dead!!!” Stiles scream as he looked into the
dark only to see gleaming gray sharp jagged shark like teeth. “Your gone you
can't find me..” Stiles whispered as he  counted the fingers on his hand.
 
“You can ran all you want little birdie but I’ll always find you, know matter
where you run, no matter where you go, no matter where you hind. I’ll always
find you Stile—I’ll always find you. ”
 
 
Gasping for air, Stiles sat up sucking in deep breathe as he stared up into
Stefan’s green worried eyes. Stiles held down the scream he wanted to unleash
as looked up at Stefan. “Hey are you okay?” Stefan asked while he helped Stiles
stand.
 
Feeling weak kneed Stiles willed his vision to clear as he tried to force on
Stefan face once more. Taking in much needed air to his lungs, Stiles cleared
his throat before he spoke, “I have to go.” Stiles whispered as he looked over
Stefan shoulder to see his sister standing a few feet away. He could see the
worry on Lydia and Allison face. “I’m sorry—but I need to leave… don't follow
me. Tell Elena I'm sorry.”
 
Heading toward his sister Stiles looked at Lydia first as he caught Allison
eyes. “It's starting again.”
 
“It's okay come on let's head home.”
 
Chapter End Notes
     Hello everyone!! So sorry for the delayed update. Life been kind of
     stressful. Any ways I'll try to update either Wednesdays or Sundays
     when I get a chance.
***** the Shadows *****
Chapter Summary
     With Stiles having flashes back of the Shadow King, and Allison
     trying to tame her ender wolf, Lydia knew the day was going to get
     worse when Elena shows up to her house looking for Stiles.
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
 
             Buffy listen to the grunts and elbow to wood wing chun Ip man for
a good half an hour before her two daughter came down stairs from their
bedroom. Lydia still had on her pajamas which meant she wasn't planning on
leaving the house at all today. Allison stood in black rip skinning jeans, a
half cut off white t-shirt that read ‘fight the power’ in black writing with
black leather ankle boots and her black leather jacket her hair pulled back in
a high ponytail.
 
“So what's the problem with Stiles, he's been down in the training room since
dawn on a Sunday, and we all know how he feels about Sunday.” Buffy finally
asked as she sipped at her black coffee looking at her teenage daughter that
throw looks between each other before Lydia finally nudge Allison shoulder.
 
“He had a episode last night while we were at the Beacon Falls Grill,” Allison
answered as she looked up at her mother with a frown.
 
“He wouldn't tell us what happened just that it was happening again.” Lydia
finished as she looked back over to her sister.
Buffy sat her coffee mug down and kissed each of their heads before she left
the two in the kitchen and headed down stairs to the basement.
 
The door was wide open, she could see Faith standing to the side of the room as
Stiles stood on the matts with his back to her; his body still as he breath in
and out slowly. He had a black blind folded over his eyes as he took up tai chi
pose. He let his arms cross in front of him as he lean to side with his left
leg.
 
“Right leg high kick,” Faith spoke as Stiles did as she asked.
 
Buffy watch as he follow instructions. “Left arm low blow.” Faith said once he
follow through with first instruction. This went on for couple more hours until
Stiles was completely warn out.
 
Buffy continue to watch as he laid on his back slowly taking in shallow
breaths. Sitting cross legged in front of him, Buffy ran a hand over his hair
brushing it away from his forehead. “Do you want to talk about it?” She asked
gently. Big honey colored eyes looked up at her. It still amazes her some time
how much Stiles and Allison looked so much like Faith and how Lydia looked like
a small version of self with red hair.
 
“You remember when I was younger and I had those night terrors about the Shadow
King. How he always wanted me to play with him, and solve his riddles?”
 
Buffy nodded while Faith took a set next to her. “He's always been there in the
back of my mind. I thought Aunt Willow had gotten rid of him when she did the
cleansing spell, but last night it was like I was in the frost again looking
for that tree all over again with him saying I couldn't hide forever.” Stiles
said as he sat up. “It happened right after touching Bonnie Bennett. She a
powerful witch and doesn't even know how to shield herself. Not that I know how
either, but how is it her grandmother is supposed to teach me how to cover my
spark and her granddaughter is an open line of raw power? I just feel kind of
helpless, I have all this power but I don't really know how to use it.”
 
Faith always knew Stiles was the hopeful one out of the group of three, but
also the down right whatever it takes person out of three of her kids. He could
be ruthless. He had no qualms about doing whatever was necessary which was a
trait he got from herself but it also scared her sometime to see the look in
his eyes when he felt helpless.
 
“As long as we're here Stiles nothing will harm you. We'll figure out what this
shadow person wants with you. In the mean time you'll start patrolling with me
or Faith. To see about your limits and strengths,” Buffy said as he hugged him.
“Now go take a shower you stink and I hear Shelia Bennett hate when her pupils
are late for her trainings.”
 
Stiles smiled at his mothers before heading back up stairs towards his room
when he stop at the next words his mother spoke.
“You know we can't keep this from him forever. He's gonna figure it out sooner
or later. Willow said the cleansing spell would only last for so long. He has
to close the door him self.”
 
“If Allison and Lydia could do it I have faith in him B.  But your right it is
something he's gonna have to do by him self.”
Stiles stood at the top of the stairs listening to them talk about him and
closing some door, when the topic changed from him to their jobs.
 
                                     ^~^~^
                                        
                                        
Allison had been on the Hale land for over an hour as she tried to change into
her full wolf shift. She had only managed to spring more hair then a full four
legged wolf. Laura Hale was talking once more. She closed her eyes as she tried
to take in each word she spoke.
 
“Everything you are is connected to these woods. The frost is your playground,
soon the shift won't just happened on full moons it'll happened when you call
for the wolf.” Laura stood in front of Allison as she taught her how to call on
her wolf to do the full shift. So far she was only able to do her beta form
which was a lot of facial hair, blazing red eyes and claws. “The wolf in side
wants to change Allison.”
 
“Wolf isn't really feeling it Laura.” Allison growled as she flashed her alpha
eyes at the older women.
 
“Derek please, I need a break and she not listening to me.” Laura said as she
looked at her youngest sibling.
 
“Get Cora to teach the girl. I can't help an alpha,” Derek said as he crossed
his arms over his chest.
 
Allison stared at him for a moment. The Lockwood-Hale family were hot. No
question about it, but they were all wolfs as well and she was by herself here
with no anchor or pack near by. It set her on edge as she stood on their land.
 
“Plus you can't teach a dog new tricks.” Derek said with a hint of smile as he
listen to grumble that left Allison throat as she charged at him. Sinking her
claws deep into his shoulder bring him down with one finale blow to the throats
with her elbow, Allison sat a upon Derek's waist as she snapped her teeth at
him in warning. “Don't move.” She threaten scenting him none the less.
 
Laura held her wolf at bay as she watch Allison sniff at Derek's neck before
getting off of him abruptly. Staying back Allison held out a human hand as she 
looked down at him.
 
“Well at lest her control good.” Cora said as she stood next to her sister
smirking at Derek.
 
“You call this control she nearly ripped off my shoulder.” He yelled snarled at
her. His eyes flashing beta yellow.
 
Allison snarled right back at him her eyes flashing alpha red once more.
Feeling frustrated Allison took off in to a full speed run into the wood as as
she shifted half human half werewolf.
 
“Well don't just stand there Derek go after her.”
 
Looking over to his oldest sister he stared at her with a frown for moment.
“Your pheromones are suggesting you want to mate with her. So go after her.”
Laura said as she turn around and headed for the estate with Cora following
her.
 
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“Poszukiwacz Gwiazdy, welcome.” Shelia Bennett stood next to the open door as
she looked at the young boy. He was around Bonnie age one of many
granddaughters she had, he was more like her then she originally thought as she
gazes at his aura. Its was a bright gold color with sliver wrapped around him
much like Bonnie's. He had the potential to be more powerful than he
understood. Which could be a danger if he didn't start cloaking himself. She
could feel the power rolling off of him in light waves as he gazed a upon her.
 
Stiles noticed that she didn't invite him into her home, but paid no attention
to it as he looked at her dark brown eyes that held a twinkle in them. She must
have been proud she pronounced his name correctly in German. “It's Stiles no
one really calls me that but my mothers when I'm in trouble.” Stiles said
smiling lightly as he walked into her home. He looked around the place as he
stood in the entrance hallway. It was covered in cherry wood furniture, green
lively plants took up ever square inch of her home, Stiles could smell lavender
in the air sun light could be seen in every room making it have a natural glow
about it.
 
Shelia watched him as he looked around the room. She watch him study the
pictures and books on the mantle as he took in her living corers. Closing the
door Shelia nodded as she walked more into her house, “Right your mothers are
the slayers.” Shelia said as she lit some candles around the room with a flick
of her fingers.
 
Stiles stood there amazed as every candle became lit. “Soon you'll be able to
do this with out concentrating, but first we’ll go over the balance. Come sit
down with me.” Shelia gesture for Stiles to take a seat next to her on the
couch. It was a big four seater, soft like suede couch it was green almost a
frost green color. Stiles watched her as she pour tea in to the tea-cup it
smelt like earl grey tea. He watched as Shelia then dropped two square cubes of
sugar then added cream. Stirring it clock wise three times she handed it to
Stiles. “Do you know why I stirred it three time clock wise?”
 
“Three times is the three folds law. What ever you send out you get back ten
times more. It's common sense.”
 
Shelia nodded letting him understand she heard him as she poured herself some
tea as well as she continued talking. “Yes and no. Clock wise because time is
forever moving, if it is to stop then the balance would be shifted and balance
should always stay on course. We can't have light without dark much like we
can't have life without death. Our existence is based on balancing the good
with the bad. We as witches are natural earth people. We gain our power from
the roots of the ground we walk on. If a root is to be lifted before it's time
or a tree cut down before it's has it life we stop at balancing the scale of
good or evil. Our life's are like ripples in a pound when a pebble is thrown
into it. It ripples out ward always moving so we take the good with the bad to
balance out the scale, cause if it where to tip in any one direction more other
then not chaos would for sure plague us.”
 
Stiles nodded as he took in her words. He couldn't help but think of the tree.
“So no tipping the scales got it. What else should I know?” Stiles asked her as
he took a sip of his tea.
 
“I come from a line of light witches, though some where thought to be dark,
we’ve always kept the supernatural balance in Beacon Falls. When you look at me
can you see my aura?” Shelia asked him after taking a sip of her tea as well.
“Close your eyes, will yourself that you can see the colors, then take a deep
breath, count to three in your headed then look at me. Explain what colors you
can see. Go on do it,” Shelia said as she took his tea-cup placing it down on
the wooden coffee table.
 
Stiles sigh before closing his eyes and concentrated on willing him self to see
the colors. He let all the thoughts and emotions leave his body as he took deep
a breathe then slowly let it out through his mouth. Counting to three slowly he
open his eyes. Stiles could see the yellow and sliver and gold as well as a
hint of red in Shelia aura. It pulsed throughout her. The colors were so bright
and vivid. “You have gold, red, sliver and yellow in your aura.”
 
“Correct. Which one is more dominant?” She asked him.
 
“Yellow.”
 
“Which means I'm spirituality inspire. I've been awaken to my spiritual
experienced. I'm going to give you some reading material I hope you can get
through the next three books in next two weeks. I hope you have a clear
understanding of the material by that time so we can move on to next subject.
Remember Stiles your gift is based off of wills. If you can't will it; it won't
happened. Do you have any questions for me before we end?” Shelia asked him as
she continued to sip at her tea.
 
“How come Bonnie doesn't know how to shield herself yet. I touched her by
mistake yesterday and I got an energy high just by touching her?”
 
“Bonnie is much like you; new to the craft. I will be teaching her slowly, but
until she fully aware of what she is keep it to yourself. Their will come a
time Stiles that Bonnie is going to need you dearly, make sure your available
for her. Any ways it's time to go, the girls are on their way back. It's not
time for you to meet them yet.” Shelia said as she stood. Picking up the three
warn books she handed them to Stiles as she walked him to the door. “Once you
read the book about the herbs I’d like you to bring me three that call to your
or that seem powerful. Any ways you must be off until two weeks Poszukiwacz
Gwiazdy,”
 
                                    ^~^~^~^
                                        
 
Stiles found himself in the cemetery once more after leaving Shelia home. It
was quiet no birds or small animals running around this time. Finding the same
spot from yesterday, Stiles started reading through the first book, he noticed
it wasn't so much a book but a journal by Emily Bennett, Shelia great-great-
great-great grandmother. Looking through the other books he found that they
where from Shelia other lineage.

Going back to first journal he read through the herbs that helped with healing
and the ones that could stop compulsion when dealing with vampires which was
call ‘Vervain' then there was also ‘Wolfsbane’ that was poisons to werewolf. He
kept reading about all herbs and meaning of each that he didn't know he was
being watched.
 
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“Hello Stiles, you home?” Elena called out as she stepped inside the house. She
found it odd that the front door was just wide open. Moving more into the house
she called out for Stiles once more.  Tripping over her feet she almost dropped
the books that where in her arms.
 
Straightening herself she glanced once more around the living room. “I guess
your not home.” She said to no one but her self as she turn around to see Lydia
standing in front of the door. “Dear God you scared me”
 
“What are you doing here?” Lydia asked as she crossed her arms over her chest.
She gave Elena the look that could melt ice.
 
“Sorry your front door was open. I was looking for Stiles I wanted to make sure
he was okay.” She whispered.
 
Lydia stared at her for a while. She could tell what kind of person Elena
Gilbert was, she didn't need to be a genius to see she was a decent human
being. But with soul searching Lydia also knew she was going to get hurt
following this path that lead to Stiles. She could hear it, it whispered on the
wind when ever she was close by. “He's not here he should be back in a few if
you'd liked to wait for him.” Lydia said as she felt a sharp pain in her gut.
 
Elena watched as Lydia became stiff as a bored as she started to fall forward.
Letting the books in her arms fall to the floor she watched a Lydia became
ghost white eyes wide with terror as a crippling scream left her voice. Stiles
name echo through the house as Lydia screamed.
 
 
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Allison heard the scream of her sister. It was a call of the Banshee scream
that made her stop running. She turn around to look at Derek as he too looked
upward at the scream that only supernatural creatures recognize. Allison could
make out the name that was uttered as she felt a sharp pain to her gut. 
“Stiles.” She whispered slowly as she honed in on his link to her. She grunted
in pain touching the right side of her stomach as if she’d could see sticky red
blood coat her fingers.

Racing though Hale-Lockwood territory Allison ran as fast as she could towards
area she could feel Stiles link to her pulling. It was in flames, it burned her
as much as poison through her veins would feel like. “Allison slow down.” Derek
said pulling on her shoulders.

Allison snarled at him her eyes a bright alpha red as she looked at the beta
before her. “Stiles is hurt, he's bleeding out somewhere.” She said through a
mouth full of sharp teeth. She tasted copper in her mouth, she must have nicked
her lip on her front k-nines.

Derek eyes glowed a brilliant gold as he looked at her. Whipping the drop of
blood off the side of her lip, he smeared it along her chin as he stared at
her. “Close your eyes. Stiles and Lydia are part of your pack so you'll be able
to feel them not just see the links that tied to you by rope, or by pack. You
guys are blood. You should be able to see exactly where he is. You just need to
zone in on his whereabouts.” Derek spoke slowly and clearly to her. Watch as
she closed her eyes and took a few calming breaths he watched those eyes open
they where no longer a red alpha color but a vibrant purple almost lavender
color.

Allison took off without a word. Derek could tell she was moving towards the
cemetery. It took maybe fifteen minutes to actually get to the cemetery where
in reality if they weren't werewolves it would have taken twenty to thirty
minutes to get there. Allison came to stop before heading south through
graveyards.

They found Stiles laying on his back clutching his right side of his stomach
as blood seeping through his fingers as he breath slowly. Sweat pooled in
throat as tears slide from his eyes. “Oh Stiles. I'm here.” Allison whispered
as she smooth his hair back from his forehead. Placing pressure to his wound
Allison tried not to frown as he grunted in pain. “I have to get him back to
the house. Can you call Deaton then my mothers?”  Allison asked as she picked
up Stiles gosling him a little. He weighed nothing as she started running
towards her home.
 
 
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Elena sat in shock with Lydia in her arms as the other girl cried silently. Her
ears where still ringing from scream she let loose. All she could do was wrap
her arms tighter around the girl as she shivered. “Lydia what's going on?”
Elena asked slowly. She stared into wide emerald color eyes as she placed both
her hands on either side of her face. “Stiles…” Lydia whispered as she stood up
slowly moving towards the door. She moved to the side just as Allison came
running in with Stiles in her arms.

Setting Stiles down on the kitchen table, Elena watched as Lydia and Allison
started gathering supplies. “Elena come here and hold pressure to his wound.”
Allison called for girl while Lydia went up stairs to get the first aid kit.
 
Allison didn't have to tell her twice as Elena went into full nurse mod. She
grabbed the scissors from the block of knife in the kitchen to cut Stiles shirt
off.  Then whipped the area where blood was pooling the best she could before
applying pressure once more. “Why aren't we taking him to the hospital?” She
finally asked as she look over to Allison then Lydia who stood across from her
with first aid kit.

“Because we can't.” Lydia answered as she started pulling out gloves and gauze
along with stitching thread.
 
“I just got off the phone with your mom’s their on there way back.” Derek said
as he looked at Allison before his eyes moved to other girl. He knew her, not
personally but he knew who Elena Gilbert was. She was currently holding a
soaked bloodily towel to Stiles bleeding gut.
 
“If he's gonna have any chance of surviving we need to do something about the
blood flow. He's losing to much blood as it is.” Derek said as he moved next to
Elena side. He placed his hand over hers as he took up applying pressure to
Stiles side as she moved her hands and got another towel applying it on top of
the already soaked ones.
 
“Allison grab some warm water and add soap. I'll check the wound in fifteen
minutes to see if blood flow has stop.” Elena said as she looked at the needle
and thread. “Lydia do you guys have more towels I may need them.”
 
“What are you planning on doing?” Lydia asked as she Elena square in the eyes.
 
“If the bleeding stop and there's no major arteries have been hit, then I'm
gonna stitch up the wound then apply the bandages to
it.” Elena answered as Allison brought back soap and warm water.
 
“Do you know what your doing?” Allison asked her.
 
Elena nodded as she took Stiles pulse. It was steady not fast or slow; it was
even thumping, a strong beating heart. “Fill another bowl with just warm
water.” Elena directed as she placed her hands over Derek Hales. She hadn't see
the older male since his mother died a couple of years ago. He was maybe five
years older than her, he still looked the same; jaded.
 
Moving the bloody towels from Stiles abdomen she looked over the wound; inside
it she didn't see any debris in the gash so she called that a win as she
started to clean the wound again. That's when Stiles came too screaming on top
of lungs, “Hold him down. We don't want it to start bleeding again while I'm
checking it out.” He struggled against Allison and Derek's while they held him
down.

Elena could hear Lydia whispering to Stiles trying to calm him as Allison and
Derek held him down more securely. Once she figured the wound looked clean of
any dirt or soap; she wiped it down with warm water before grabbing the needle
and thread. It took her only minutes to thread the needle, “This is gonna hurt
like a bitch so keep him steady, he can't move at all,” Elena spoke as she
started to stitch Stiles stomach skin together in the inside. She pinched the
stomach tissue together as she blocked out the screams that left Stiles throat
as she went to sewing the outside together. He had screamed himself raw until
he pass out with exhaustion. Once she was done she wiped the area of the excess
blood. When she could only see smooth blemishes skin and the angry red lines of
her stitches she then placed gauze over the clean injury.

“I think someone should move him to his room watch him for a while make sure he
understand not to pull his skin or he'll have to get new stitches.” Elena said
as Derek picked up Stiles; Allison walked a head of them as she lead Derek up
stairs to Stiles room.
 
 
                                    ^~^~^~^
 
 
Elena stared at the blood on her hands. It was turning a maroon color or maybe
it was turning a deeper red almost black color because that what happens when
blood turns old. It turns an ugly black color because it's no longer fresh.

Lydia watched Elena as she stared at the blood on her hands. Walking up to her;
Lydia grabbed her shoulder only for Elena to place her hand around her throat
squeezing tightly. “Elena—” Lydia gasped as she stared into wild eyes. Lydia
could see that she was gone, that she was somewhere else. “Elena please.” Lydia
whispered clutching at her fingers.
 
Shaking herself out of the trancelike state Elena looked at Lydia. She saw her
hand wrapped around her neck. Releasing her, “I'm sorry. I—I didn't—I should
go.” Elena said as she looked at the red marks around Lydia pale throat. They
weren't a angry red but they’d be an ugly color by morning. “Don't go.” Lydia
said as she once again tried to touch her. She did it slowly this time,
wrapping her hands around the girls hand. Lydia stared at Elena hands that were
covered in her brother blood. Nodding to herself she moved them towards the
sink. Turning the water to warm, Lydia grabbed soap as she started to clean
their hands together.
The blood was caked on her fingers and palms, “How did you learn to do that.”
Lydia asked as she washed their hands. The water started to turn a pink tent as
it went down the drain.
 
“My father was a doctor, it's something I want to follow. I read most of his
medical books and journals. He used to let me practice on my stuff dolls when I
was younger.” Elena spoke as Lydia covered her hands with soapy water scrubbing
at the blood from under her fingers nails. “My hands would be bloody some time
from the needle pricking my skin. All figures would be bandage in Band-Aids. My
mother would call me glow fingers cause those Band-Aids glowed in the dark.”
Elena gasped as tears ran down his face at the memory. “He could have died. I
could have killed him.” She sobbed.
 
Lydia placed her wet hands on either side of Elena face as she stared into dark
chocolate colored eyes. “You did good.” Elena followed those emerald eyes as
they searched her own dark brown ones.
 
“Girls?”
 
Buffy stood in the kitchen with Faith. They stared at the blood all over the
table and floor. It looked like something out of a hospital surgical ward;
bloody towels and gauze wrappers were everywhere. “What's going on?” Faith
finally asked as she stared at her younger daughter and Elena still touching.

Lydia couldn't pull her self away from Elena even as she spoke to her mothers,
“Stiles was hurt but he's okay now. Allison and Derek are up stairs with him.”
Lydia spoke. She watched as both women nodded, she could see Deaton her
emissary that was teaching her follow her mothers up the stairs. One it was
just the to of them again, Lydia looked at Elena. “Don't—don't go—okay.”
Grabbing a bucket under the sink Lydia started to fill it with water, soap and
bleach.
 
“Don't you want to go up there with them?” Elena asked. She felt cold with out
Lydia hands wrapped around her own.
 
“Stiles will be fine. Allison got to him in time, you got to him in time.”
Lydia spoke as she grabbed a garbage bag she put all the soiled towels in it.
Lydia watched as Elena sorted the first aid kit. “How did you know he was
hurt?” Elena finely asked.
 
“Help me clean this mess up then I'll answer your question. All of your
questions.”
 
Chapter End Notes
     Hey everyone, so I'm not really sure where this story is going but if
     you like it still leave a kudos and if you've already have, well
     thank you very much. Next chapter will probably be out in two weeks.
***** I walk the Line *****
Chapter Summary
     Elena thought seeing Stiles bloody was scary, it had nothing on eyes
     the glowed a bright red.
“If it isn't our famous Elena Gilbert in the mix once more!” Peter Hale stood
at the entry way of the Stilinski home. He looked over to his nephew who sat
next to Allison. She flashed her eyes at him in greeting as Laura and Cora Hale
could be seen behind him.
“Your welcome to come in or you can stay outside it really doesn't matter to
me,” Faith said as she crossed her arms over her chest. Even though she didn't
have much experience with werewolves, this much she knew Peter Hale was
dangerous and he posed a threat to her family even if he was helping one of her
daughters.

Buffy watched as he passed the threshold of her home. His nieces following
close behind him. She watched as he sniffed the air before coming closer to
Faith and herself. “Is the boy hurt?” Peter asked as he looked at the women. He
frowned he could smell the blood in air underneath the bleach and water. “No.
He should be down with Deaton in a moment.” Buffy answered as she closed the
door behind the three.

The room was quiet as Elena looked around herself. She grasped her hands
together ringing them tightly before Lydia grab one of them to stop her
fidgeting. A slow calm washed over her as she watched Stiles descend from the
stairs. He held his right hand to the right side of his stomach as he walked
slowly to the group of people in his home. Deaton the veterinarian doctor
walked behind him slowly but made quite enough noise to know he was still a few
feet behind him.
 
“No one speak all at once.” Stiles said as he looked around. He zero in on
Lydia holding Elena hand. ‘Huh!’  he thought as he moved his eyes to his other
sister his twin his better half. She was sitting next to someone he faintly
remembered carrying him up to his bedroom.
 
“Are you alright?” Faith and Buffy asked at once, when their son was in front
of them.
“I'm fine moms.”

Elena stood up heading towards Stiles, she pulled him into a gentle hug. “You
should be resting.” Elena finely said only to have all eyes move to her.
Tensing for a moment Stiles closed his eyes as he relaxed tighting his hold on
her, hugging her back as he whispered a ‘Thank You,’ in her ear. Pulling away
from her slowly. Stiles gave her a nod before sitting in the leather recliner
that was available. Grunting a little he hissed as his stitches rubbed against
his t-shirt.

Stiles could see the worry in Elena eyes as she gazed at him. He could also
feel it which was strange cause normally he had to be touching the person to
get insight on their emotions but her emotions where loud and clear like she
was connected to him like how he was to Allison and Lydia; like pack. “I'm fine
Elena, don't worry.” He spoke giving her a reassuring smile. Stiles took a
moment before he started speaking again. “Allison do you remember seeing any
books—journals by me when you found me?” He said nonchalantly like he wasn't
bleeding out a few hours ago on death door.

Allison thought for a moment. She could only remember seeing the blood around
Stiles and the panic she felt at seeing her twin bleeding out; thinking she
might have been to late. “No there weren't any items by you. There was only you
and a lot of blood.” Derek answered for Allison as he gazed at her twin. He
could see the similarities traits the two shared. Their eyes where a prefect
whiskey color. It was almost a deep gold-brown color. They looked a lot like
Faith. They had her defining jawline, and almond shaped eyed.   
 
Nodding Stiles rubbed his index fingers crossed his bottom lip as he thought.
‘I must have surprised them,’ he thought. ‘They weren't thinking I’d that
strong enough to fight them off.’ He finished his line of thinking. “Shelia
Bennett had just provided me three journals on her early descendants. I don't
think they where necessarily after me but what I had. There was two of them a
girl and boy little older then me maybe. I had held them off for quiet a while
before she stabbed me in the gut. I don't know what they need with the journals
but they took her family journals then they went to great lengths to put me
down with a double edged knife that connected together with a space in the
middle. It was a beautiful knife until it end up in my stomach.” Stiles started
only for his mothers to gasp.
 
Faith thought about that time she was the rouge slayer and how she went after
Buffy only for Buffy to end up stabbing her with her own double edged knife.
“It couldn't be.” Faith whispered as she looked at Buffy. “Who else knows about
that knife beside the Scooby gang and Angel?” Faith asked as she looked at
Buffy.
 
“No one. Just you and me.” Buffy answered her.
 
Stiles watched the wild look take over his mother faces. “M-Moms?” He asked
looking between the two.
Buffy ran a hand over her face before her eyes meet her sons. “When Faith
became the new Slayer after I died, we kind of clashed. She went rouge. It was
my first apocalypse. Things were on high alert. I stabbed Faith with the knife
you just described. She was in a coma for eight months. I nearly killed her.”
Buffy said as she looked over to her wife. Though she didn't regret her actions
she regret the way things happened after that. Faith was her best friend now,
her companion, her love, partner and her wife. She couldn't see a life with out
her. “Any ways that knife should be in England with Giles.” She finished.
 
Elena listen as Stiles and his mothers spoke. She thought her life was rough.
How do you stab someone and end up marrying them. It was surreal. “Why would
any one want Bonnie grandmother family journals?” Elena asked.
 
Stiles eyes moved over to Elena; this is were it got tricky. ‘To tell the truth
or not to tell the truth,’ Stiles thought. Lydia was giving him the eyes. They
were telling him to tell Elena. Looking over to his twin he meet Allison gaze
head on. Her eyes were also telling him to tell the truth. Looking around the
room Stiles got a nodded from Peter Hale as well as Deaton. Shelia would just
have to deal with the fact that Stiles was about to out her and the whole town.
Taking a deep breathe he looked at Elena, “I'm a witch or a spark or something
closer to a mega!” Stiles told her flat out. “Bonnie grandmother is a witch as
well. She's teaching me how to control my unpredictable power.” Stiles
finished.
 
Laughter could be heard as clear as a glass dropping on the floor and all eyes
went to Elena as if she were the shattered glass. She was the only one
laughing. She stopped after a while. “I'm sorry but did you hit your head as
well?” She asked. Stiles gave her a frown then a pleading look willing her to
believe him, “Are you guys serious.”
“Can't you feel it. I can feel you. Your energy signature is much like my
mothers. You’re a Slayer in the making. Which is weird since all of them were
called upon the day that Sunnydale California became a sink hole.” Stiles
explains. “Why do you think you avoid Stefan some times?” Stiles asked her.
 
“Cause there something deeply off about him. I can't put my finger on it but he
feels like darkness, if darkness had a feeling...” Elena trailed off looking at
him. “I thought you were my friend Stiles; friends don't lie to each other.”
 
“Oh god are we gonna have a melt down?” Stiles throw a glare at Peter as he
spoke. Peter only smirked as his eyes went to his nieces.  “Laura, Cora would
you please.”
 
They stood up together as they shifted into their Beta form. Elena eyes went
wide as she gazed upon at the two. Laura eyes glowed a bright red, her mouth
was full of sharp teeth and her ears were pointed but the most stubble change
in her appearance was her face it was no longer high cheek bones smooth skin,
but ridges forehead, a flat nose and hair all along the side of her face. Cora
had the same features only her eyes flashed a bright yellow. “Oh my god?” She
questioned as she stood up. They had change back no longer hairy or flashing
eyes. Lydia pulled Elena back down to sit with her. “What the hell???”
 
“Everyone in this room is a supernatural creature.” Lydia started as she gazed
at her before dropping her eyes as they moved to Stiles.
  
“It's true. We got our own Jessica Fletcher predicting murder.” Stiles started
as he looked around. No one was laughing at his reference to Lydia. “Really no
one? No one watched murder she wrote?” He asked looking around. “Your guys’
childhood was bleak. Any ways Lydia a banshee she can predict death, Allison an
Alpha werewolf long with Peter and Laura Hales. Derek and Cora are beta
werewolf’s, and Deaton is a shaman or a Druid. My mothers are Slayers.” Stiles
finished.
 
Elena knew her eyes couldn't get any wider but they did the more he spoke. “You
called me a Slayer. What is that?” She asked looking to Stiles before her eyes
went to Buffy and Faith.
 
Buffy and Faith looked at each other then shrugged, “We're vampire Slayers. One
in each generation is given the power to fight the evils of darkness, but once
Buffy fought the first along with me, Willow a powerful goddess broke the spell
that it could only be one. Now there's thousands a upon thousands that tip the
skills towards good. We slay anything evil really.” Faith told her.
“I have to go,” Elena started as she stood up heading towards the door. She
didn't make it far. Stiles stopped her at the door. He pulled her to the side,
his body lined up with her own. He made sure to look her square in the eyes as
he spoke, “You can't tell anyone Elena! Not your aunt, not your brother or your
friends. Bonnie doesn't know what she is yet but she will soon. There are
things happening that could get you killed, case and point,” Stiles said
pulling her hand down to touch his bandages side. “Please just don't say
anything to anyone.” Stiles whispered to her.

“I get it.” Elena said as she touched her forehead to his own. She sigh as she
looked at him. His eyes were such a dark brown that reflected her own colored.
“I won't say anything,” Nodding once Stiles open the door letting her slip out.
He turn around to the silent room as all eyes were on him. “So—yeah I'm gonna
go lay down.”
 
“We'll be heading out as well.” Peter said as he walked towards the door with
his nieces. He stopped by the door to face Stiles, “I’m happy you’re okay.” He
told him as Stiles nodded once. Peters eyes went to his nephew who was still
sitting with Alpha Stilinski. “Derek are you coming or staying?”
 
Derek looked at Allison. He felt the pull, the need to be close to her. He
didn't want to leave if she wanted him to stay but he also didn’t want to over
stay his welcome. “I'll be okay if you need to go.” Allison told him. Derek
nodded once only for Allison to stop him by the arm. She felt the rush like she
did hours ago when she jumped him, “Thank you. I don't think…” she trailed off
a scowl gracing her face as thoughts of Stiles bloody and bleeding out crossed
her mind.

“You're welcome.” Derek said touching her eyebrows smoothing them out to get
rid of the frown. He smiles once at her as he left following his uncle and
sisters.

Deaton was the last to leave as he spoke to Faith and Buffy by the door. “I'll
stop by tomorrow to look at the wound. Ms. Gilbert did an excellent job on the
stitchery. If the wound by any chance becomes enflamed, tender along the side
contact me immediately, other then that it should take about two weeks maybe
three to heal but he has your blood so it should be smooth healing from here.
Good day ladies.” Deaton took his departure as well.

Lydia stood in the living room with her mothers and sister. She waited until
the door was closed and locked before talking. “Is anyone else worried that
Stiles was attacked in broad daylight with a knife that mom used on Faith? I
mean it can't be a coincidence right?”

“I'll contact Giles and Willow tomorrow. For now go be with your brother I need
to speak to your mother alone.” Buffy said as she looked at her girls. Giving
them each a hug, she watched them head up the stairs. Buffy walked over to
Faith slowly. She pulled her wife into her arms. Their bodies touched from
toes, knees, hips, stomach, and chest. There was no space as Buffy gazed into
Faith’s auburn colored eyes. Kissing her slowly, Buffy wanted to feel something
other than dread and panic because that's how she felt when she got the call
from Derek Hale; that her child, her only son was hurt and bleeding out.

Faith let herself be kissed for a while. She knew Buffy needed the distraction
from the overwhelming feeling of hysteria. She understood the feelings that
were coursing through her veins, but there was also business at hand that
needed to be discuss. Pulling slowly away from those talented lips, Faith met
Buffy green grass colored eyes before she spoke. She wanted to make sure she
had her full attention, “If it is my old knife you used on me, then this was a
message to us. They went after one of our kids. I want them dead or bleeding
out just the same.” Faith whispered running a hand through Buffy’s blonde
locks. She wasn't the same person she was back when Buffy stabbed her with her
own knife, but she'd be damn if someone hurt one of her kids and got away with
it.

Buffy understood her rage, she was feeling it right a long side her. Hearing
her phone ring, Buffy pulled away from Faith to answer it. “This is Stilinski.”
Faith could hear the conversation Buffy was having with Sheriff Forbes. ‘There
was another body found at a camp sight.’
“I'm on my way!” Buffy said as she hung up. Kissing Faith as she grabbed her
leather jacket she went to the side hall where the safe was, opening the hall
closet, pushing in the code where her gun was held in the safe, she grabbed the
gun a long with her badge.
“See if you can find any new arrivals to town that might narrow down who's out
to get us.” Faith said to her as she walked out the front door. Locking it
behind Buffy, Faith walked up the stairs to the second floor. Making a right
she headed toward Stiles room. Opening the door a little she looked through the
crack to see her children sound a sleep. Lydia and Allison were on either side
of Stiles; cuddling against him.
 
                                    ^~^~^~^

Elena felt lost as she made it back to her home in one piece; though she felt
warn out as she looked upon her childhood home. It was strange to know there
was a different world out there that she didn't know about until today.
‘Vampires, Witches, and Werewolves’ she thought. Just standing there in front
of her house, Elena went over everything Stiles had told her. She didn't know
what to believe but she knew deep down he was telling the truth. Laura and Cora
Hale shifting into werewolf was a dead give away.
But Stiles was right.
 
She did feel different around Stefan. She knew to keep her distance from him,
to not be alone with him if she could help it. In the back of her mind she knew
something just wasn't right about him. So for Stiles to confirm he was a
vampire and she was a Slayer made prefect since to her, but if Faith and Buffy
were Slayers how come he was still alive. Unlocking her front door she let
herself in, she saw her aunt Jenna on the couch a sleep the TV still on. Elena
let her be on the couch, she wasn't ready to talk to anyone as she headed up to
her room. Passing her brother Jeremy’s bedroom she saw that it was empty, but
it was still early so she wasn't too worried about him being out late.

Heading to her room she close the door quietly as if someone would hear her.
Pulling her clothes off she headed to the bathroom with one thing in mind. To
take a shower, write a little, then bed. She did that in that ordered. After
her shower she had wrote a little in her journals before sleep finally took
over. Her dream started off normal, she was in Beacon Falls Cemetery. She sat
in front of her parents grave sight like she done a million times only it was
night out and she had never come to visit them during the night. It was a full
moon maybe it was the Flower Moon that's why it looked so bright yellow, so big
it lit up the area.
She had been sitting there since sun down. It was strange but she felt welcome
here like this was her territory. “Hey new girl.”
Elena turned her head to look behind her only she didn't see anyone. Turning
back around that someone who spoke was in front of her with sharp fangs and a
fucked up face that had black veins showing from his eyes. “You gotta be
kidding me.” She whispered as she looked at the vampire.

“Nope. You get me what I want and I'll keep you alive.” He was tall maybe six
feet tall with strong broad shoulders thick black hair. His eyes were a clear
ocean color blue once he change back into his human form. “What is it you
want?”
“I need the Bennett witch amulet. It looks like this.” He showed Elena a yellow
gem that was connected to a gold chain. “You get this and I'll help you with
him!” He smirked looking over her shoulder.
Looking behind her, Elena was faced to face with another vampire. “Another one
of your friends?” She asked as she square up with the vampire. Deep inside she
felt like she was going to die but she could also feel the power running
through her veins. Punching the vampire in the face, she watched as it did
nothing to him. He grabbed her by the arm bringing her closer to him as he
tried to bit her neck.
Waking up with a scream leaving her voice, Elena looked around to see that she
was in her bedroom and not in the cemetery where she was almost devoured.
 
                                    ^~^~^~^
 
Blair Saltzman stared at her brother as he looked at her with a frown as his
eyebrows came together. “You could have killed him B.” He was always the moral
compass, always the righteous one. “It needed to be done Isaac and if he's
anything like his mothers he'll be healed in a couple of days not weeks plus we
needed those journals.”
 
Alaric Saltzman walked into the room to see his two teens arguing, “What are
you two talking about?”
 
Isaac and Blair turn around to look at their father. “Nothing father. We got
what you asked for.” Blair said as she handed over the three journals.
 
“Any problems getting them?”
 
“No father.” They said together as they looked at him.
 
“Good. You guys get ready for bed you have school in three days. You need to
start getting a routine on your sleep once more. I heard the history teacher is
a prick.”
 
“Dad you shouldn't talk about your faculty peers like that when your one of
them.” Blair said with a smile.
 
                                    ^~^~^~^
 
Damon Salvatore looked up at the boardinghouse that was once his home when he
was still human and then years later as a vampire. He looked upon the house
with great disgust as he stood in front of the double wooden doors. There
wasn't a lot of love in this home after his mother Lily Salvatore died May
1858. After that it was brut force submission to his father Giuseppe that tried
to control his life if he wasn't beating the shit out of him. Damon shook his
head from the thoughts of his father and his past as a human. He had come back
to this town with a clear mission to get Katherine out of the tombs that locked
her deep inside, but that plan alter a little when he saw Elena Gilbert a dead
ringer for Katherine.
 
He could see clearly that girl was avoiding his brother and more interested in
the also new kid Stiles Stilinski. Stefan was interested in Stiles as well. He
couldn't wait to see how that little triangle played out. He knew it was going
to be hard to cover his tracks with the wolfs that had taken over Beacon Falls,
but he had been playing it safe nonetheless; the murders that had been
happening around town weren't from him. Just a few sire people from him to
start the motion. Now it was time to show face stir up a little more trouble.
 
“Damon!”
 
“Hello brother.”
 
Stefan stared at a face he hadn't seen in along time. Damon was still tall dark
and dangerous even to him. “The crow was a little much don't you think.”
 
Damon smirked at him. “Wait tell you see what I can do with the fog.”
 
Stefan held himself tall. He knew Damon was up to something. “When did you get
here?”
 
“Well I couldn't miss your first day of school. So I've been here a couple of
weeks before you showed up. Your hair different. I like it!!!”
 
“Damon it's been 15 years why are you here?”
 
“Thank god I couldn't take another day of the nineties. That horrible grudge
look, did not suit you.” He chuckled as he made circles around Stefan.
“Remember Stefan it's important to stay away from the fads.”
 
“Why are you here.” Stefan finally yelled stopping him in mid walk.
 
“I missed my little brother.”
Stefan frowned at him. “You hate small towns. You get bored easily. Why are you
here?”
 
“I've been keeping my self busy.”
 
“With what killing the town locals. You know it's only matter of time before
the Slayers… yes Vampires Slayers and I mean an army get wind that your killing
people their gonna put you down.”
 
“Oh Stefan did you think I got here tonight. I've been here a month watching
the people who keep rolling in. It's coming I know you can feel it.” Damon stop
moving to look at him. A full smile stretch across his lips. “Those who were
killed weren't by me, but then again Beacon Falls is a Beacon. Who would have
thought Katherine doppelgänger would be right in the middle for what's coming
for that kid—oh what's his name again?” Damon placed a finger over his lips as
he smiled at Stefan with wide eyes. “Stiles… Stiles Stilinski!”
 
“You stay away from him! Every where you go you bring death!”
 
“You know there no lines I won't cross to get what I want and he’s gonna
crossed my path one way or another Stefan. Happy hunting little brother.” Damon
said as he walked away.
 
TBC>>>
***** Now or Never *****
Chapter Summary
     With a heavy heart Elena seeks out Stiles for a heart to heart.
     Allison meets Cora cousin and other brother. Stiles come faces to
     faces with his attackers.
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
“How long do you think we should let her wait out side?” Buffy asked her wife
as she sipped at her black coffee. It was only 6:45 in the morning and class
started at eight.  
Faith throw a smile her way. “Stiles almost done getting ready but then again
she could be here for Lydia who's still in the shower.” Faith answered her.  
 
“You saw that too! I thought it was just my over active brain. Good to know I
wasn't seeing things.”  
 
“No not at all what about Hale?” Faith asked her.  
 
“Peter…ew” Buffy frown at the thought of that overgrown dog with one of her
daughters. There was nothing wrong with werewolf’s hell Oz was pretty cool
before he got caught up in that life but, she couldn't keep the disgust off her
face.  
 
“God B, not Peter, Derek.”  
 
“Oh he's too old for her.” Buffy said with no hesitation.  
 
“Really this is coming from the girl that date a vampire when she was 16, at
lest their a year older then you were plus they'll be 18 next year. Really B!” 
 
Buffy couldn't keep the little frown from gracing her face. That was years ago
and she didn't want Allison to go through what she went through dating an older
man, plus she knew she was going to have to keep a look out for Stiles and
Stefan; she didn't want history repeating its self. “Just go open the door and
let her in.” Buffy said waving her hand toward the front door. She could hear
Faith chuckles. She listen in as Faith greeted Elena; she had asked
to see Stiles.  
 
“Mom I need to go clothes shopping nothing fitting right,” Stiles yelled coming
down from the stairs with his shirt off as he saw Elena in the living.  
 
Elena stared at his chest. He wasn't overly muscular but he did have some
definition to his built, plus he had abs so there's that. She didn't really get
a good look at his body when he was bleeding out, but now it was imprint in her
brain. He still had on the bandage at lest it was clean of blood so it
was healing correctly. Elena pulled her eyes from Stiles body only to meet his
mothers eyes with the blonde hair.  
 
Buffy tried to hide the smirk from her lips by taking a drink of her coffee.
“Hello Elena it's nice to see you again.”  
 
She nodded at her in greeting. “I need to talk to you.” Elena said glancing
over at Stiles to see he had his shirt on.  
 
He nodded his head up the stairs. She smiled following behind him.  
 
“Keep the door open,” Faith yelled up towards them. She smile over at Buffy.
“I've always wanted to say that. It sounds so grown up!” She smirked as Buffy
laughed at her as they headed back into the kitchen.  
 
 
                                   ^~^~^~^ 
 
Stiles lead her to his bedroom, cracking the door as Elena looked
around; Stiles room was messy but clean too if it could be both. There was a
place for each item in his room. She stared at his wall that had music bands
and rap artists posters on it. He had two bookshelves full
of music records, CD’s, DVD’s and of course books. There were pictures of his
sisters and mothers all around his room. His desk sat next to his closest
closer to the double window. Taking a set on the edge of his queen size
bed Elena smiled as he started to clear it off.  
 
“It's fine Stiles. I didn't come over here to watch you clean; come on sit
down.” She moved over a little.  
 
She took a deep breath as she looked over to him. “I believe you.” She started
as she took his hand. She didn't think twice about touching him. It came
naturally. It was like something pulling her to him, she wasn't an overly
touchy feeling person but with him, she wanted to be closer. Elena looked at
their hands together how her tan off set his paleness. “I think I kinda new a
couple of months ago that I was different that the things that have been
happening here weren't normal. I broke a door knob trying to open it for Christ
sake. All the animals attacks and what not should have been a neon sign. Beacon
Falls is a Beacon after all. Any ways I wanted to know what I needed to do?” 
 
Stiles smiled as she babbled a little he couldn't help the smile that took over
his face as she talked; there was just something about her that pulled him in.
Maybe it was the first person he could feel, like to fullest of the emotion she
was emitting out in waives other then his sisters and Mothers. “What do you
mean do?”  
 
Elena shrugged. She knew she was needed somewhere at night. It had been calling
to her for a while but she kept pushing it away. Pushing it to the back of her
mind until the buzzing would stop, until the pull was over, “I feel like at
night I should be sitting on a fresh grave waiting, watching.” She told him.  
 
“Oh you mean patrolling. Moms do that at night around five minutes to sun down.
I'll tell them you'd like to join them.” He told her but she still had a frown
on her face. “Is there something else going on?” Stiles asked her.  
 
Elena looked down at her hands. “I had a dream after you guys told me the
truth. I mean I've been having graphic dreams about monsters for a while but
this one was different I died or I would have but I woke up. I wasn't
prepared. It didn't help that—that other vampire let me died. It was so weird;
the other vampire he was so in control but the one that came after me he was
reckless he was just hungry. I stood as food in front of him, he had
no concept, no thought pattern other then blood.  I knew I could have killed
him if I knew what to do.” Elena told him. It should have bothered her that she
spoke of killing so easily but it didn't bother her at all.   
 
“He's a new born. There harder to kill some times. They still have their human
blood in their system when they transition so their a little more stronger then
normal vampires. But even older vampires are strong. If they've been around for
centuries it means they've killed at least two or three Slayer in their life
time. Our blood or better yet your blood is power. The older the blood the
stronger you are, but anything that can hunt can be killed. It tricky but as
long as you aim for the heart or detach their head from their body, their dust
unless their older, then they turn into a mummified body. They turn gray, their
veins popping out it's not a pretty picture.” Stiles explain to her. He watched
as she nodded as he talks. She hung on to every word he spoke.  
 
“Hey guys it's time go if we're gonna get to school on time.” Allison had been
watching them for a while. It was strange to see a girl in her twins room other
then herself or Lydia. It had always been the three of them. Though they had
others friends and other groups to hang out with Stiles kinda kept
to himself unless she counted Conner Stevens; Angel the vampire with a
soul kid. She always thought it was weird that Stiles could break
down Conner's walls and get close to him, but Stiles always had a way with
people. He knew who to be close to and who to stay clear of.  
 
“We’ll be down in a minute.” Stiles told her as he met her eyes. Stiles watched
the strange look she gave him before nodding and moving away from his door.  
 
“We can talk more after school or lunch.” Stiles told her as she hugged him.  
 
“Thank you.” Elena said slowly as she hugged him tightly. “Thanks for being
here.” She whispered before letting him go and heading down stairs.  
 
Stiles stood in his room for a moment. When she hugged him she had become an
open book, he could feel her overwhelming fear that she wasn't ready that she
might die. That feeling alone scared him.  
 
                                  ^~^~^~^~^ 
 
Stiles had thanked his mom for the ride to school as he got out of her SUV when
he got the strangest feeling. It was a familiar pull, it felt a lot like the
first time he had meet Angel. Turning around to look at the student parking lot
slash drop off Stiles eyes widen as he looked over at the guy with dirty blonde
hair, dark eyes brows, green eyes and a wicked smile as he caught
Stiles eyes.  
 
Racing across the parking lot Stiles throw his arms around the young man
that embraced him in a tight hug. Stiles tucked his face into the young mans
neck as he took in his scent. He still smelt like fire and wood. “What are you
doing here?” Stiles said pulling a way. He hadn't seen Conner in two
years. “I’ve missed you Conner!” Stiles said as he hugged him once more.  
 
“I've missed you too.” He said smiling just a little. Stiles notice the car he
was standing by. It looked to be a brand new black two door Audi, “I guess
business is good?” He asked he remembered when he had a sliver Honda. “It's
been great. Come on I see your mother still by the car and Allison giving me
the death glare.” Conner whispered as he headed towards Buffy.  
 
Buffy smiled at the lopsided smile Stiles wear on his face as Conner
through an arm over his shoulder. “Mrs. Stilinski.” He said in greeting.  
 
“Conner how have you've been?” Buffy asked as she greeted him with a hug and
then he moved back towards Stiles his arm once again wrapping around his
shoulder. “I've been great. Finish college finally got a job at Dads new law
firm.” Conner told her. 
 
“Lydia, Allison.” Conner spoke to them in greeting. Lydia hugged him as well
but Allison waived. She wasn't big on contact unless she initiated.  
 
“Who's this!” Conner asked looking at the girl next to Lydia. She was tall,
long legs, dark hair and dark eyes.  
 
“Oh sorry Elena, this is one of my good friends Conner Stevens. Conner this
Elena Gilbert she in the running as best friends.” Stiles with a smile. He
kinda watched the smile slip from Elena face only to shake her hear and plaster
it back on.  
 
Conner reached a hand out towards her, she took his hand slowly. She felt like
a Slayer to him, he wonder what he felt like to her. She didn't show any signs
that she felt anything as she spoke, “Nice to meet you.”  
 
“Hey Stiles,” Stefan step up to the group of people. He had been watching from
a far as Stiles greeted the young man with tight hug then walk over to his
mother, sisters, and Elena. He felt a twinge of jealousy when he saw the
greeting that the young man got. “Who's your friend?” Stefan asked looking at
him.  
 
He had to be in his early twenty. He was tall around his own height, he had
dark green eyes thick eyebrows and his face had scruff all over it. Stefan
watched as the guys eyes narrowed as he return his gaze. “Conner Stevens.” He
said holding his hand out to him. It had pulled Stiles more into his embrace as
he reached over and touch the other guys hand in a firm shake.  
 
“Stefan Salvatore.” He answered tighting his hand around the one in his before
letting it go.  
 
Conner felt like snapping the guys neck knowing he'd wake up in a
few minutes. Letting the thought slip from his mind he looked down at Stiles.
“I guess I'll catch up with you later tonight. I really need to speak to
your Mom's.” Conner told him.  
 
Stiles nodded giving him another hug before letting him go. “I'll see you
tonight. Bye mom!”  
 
Stiles pulled Stefan along to stop him from frowning at Conner as he threw an
arm over Elena shoulder as they walked towards the high school, with Allison
and Lydia behind them.  
 
“How much you wanna bet Conner gonna kill Stefan,” Lydia asked with a giggle.  
 
“Na, he’ll just break a few bones stab him with a few pieces of wood. He’ll
live. Stiles like Stefan, Conner wouldn't do anything to break that trust.” 
Allison answered laughing at her own words. They walked into the building only
to see Cora and some dude standing next to her. Stiles was already over by
Bonnie with Stefan next him and Elena on the other side.  
 
Allison listen into their conversation as Lydia leaded her towards Cora.
Bonnie was talking about her other friend Caroline that she had been MIA for
the last couple of days which was weird cause if she wasn't with Bonnie she was
with Elena but as of now they both hadn't seen her in a couple of days.  
 
“Allison this my older brother Darren he's a senior. This is Tyler Lockwood my
cousin he in our grade.  Peter asked that I introduced you four and Stiles,
since you haven't gotten to meet them yet.” 
 
“Hey, this is my sister Lydia.” Allison said. She watched as Tyler took in
Lydia. She could see the wheels turning.  
 
Tyler looked the girl over; she had dark green eyes that where almost a grass
color with full pink lips and arched eyebrows that went perfectly with her pale
skin. She had deep strawberry red hair that sat on top of her head in a messy
bun. She wear a light blue floral blouse with a high mid stomach dark
blue shirt that flared out. She rocked three inch light blue heels. “The girl
of my dreams.” Tyler said towards Lydia looking at her legs.  
 
“Not in your wildest dreams.” Lydia said walking a way only for Tyler to follow
her. He threw his arm around her shoulder only for her to shrug him off.  
 
A bark of laughter left Allison throat as she watched to two down the hall. “He
has no idea what he's in for if he's chasing after Lydia.”  
 
Cora smiled a little. She liked Allison. She was fierce and that spoke volumes
when she only had two pack-mates that weren't even werewolves. She looked over
to her brother to find him watching Allison. She could see the wheels turning
in his head as he gazed at her.  
 
“Well I'll see you in P.E.” Cora said as she started to walking away pulling
Darren along with her.  
 
“Nice to meet you Allison maybe we can hang out some time.” He called behind
him as Cora dragged him along.  
 
Cora stopped in front of his classroom door. “Not a chance. Derek likes her.”
She started.  
 
“Well Derek can't always get what he wants.” Darren said with heat on his
tongue.  
 
“When are you gonna stop punishing him. He made a mistake.” Cora whispered her
eyes a little wide.  
 
“That cost mom and dad their life's. I don't think I could ever forgive him.”
Darren walked into his classroom leaving her by the door. Cora shook her head
as her shoulder slumped a little as she walked away.  
 
                                   ^~^~^~^~ 
 
Stiles couldn't shake the feeling that something was off about today. He had
sat next to Stefan since Lydia sat next to Cora in their calculus class, but it
was more then just changed of seating. Conner was here which could mean a bunch
of stuff but he couldn't shake the feeling that something else was going to
happen. He had split up from Lydia to go to his locker. He needed to exchange
his books. He had A.P. English Literature, Biology, lunch, Chemistry then
Art. Doing the combinations for his locker he pulled the lock opening it up. He
stared at the three leather bond journals.  
Staring at them for while. Stiles looked around himself. Both ways down the
hall to see if any one was watching him.  
Touching them he ran his hand over the leather journals before shoved them in
his bag along with his Lit, Bio and Cem book. Slamming his locked closed he
placed the lock back on it just as the warning bell rang.  Heading to AP Lit he
made it just in time for the finale bell. He took his seat in the back next to
Lydia. That's when he saw them, the people who attacked him in cemetery. He
stared at the girl as she throw a smirk his ways. Stiles gripped the table
until he felt the pain in his fingers. Her dark eyes roamed over his face as
Stefan pulled his hand from on top of his desk.  
“What's wrong?” He asked as he looked between the two.  
Stiles looked over to him. He forgotten Stefan wasn't there when he was
bleeding out on his kitchen table three days ago. “Nothing's wrong.” Stiles
whispered as the teacher came in.  
He looked young maybe in his 30's or early 40's he was tall blonde with broad
shoulders, short blond hair that kind of curled with blue eyes strong jaw and
straight nose. “Good morning everybody,” he started to write his name on the
chock board. “I'm Alaric Saltzman. I know it's a mouth full. I know it doesn't
just roll off your tongue. Saltzman is German origin. My family immigrate
here in the late 1755 to Texas though I was bored and raised in Boston. Now the
name Alaric belonged to my great grandfather who's dead. Any ways you all can
call me Rick.” He said as he looked to the classes. “I'm your new A.P. Lit
teacher.” He smiled. “Before I forget my son and daughter are new to this
school as well I'd like you to welcome them the best you can. Isaac and Blair
if you'll stand please.” 
Stiles stared as he watch the girl that stabbed him and the boy who attacked
him yesterday waive a little to the class. Stiles couldn't help
the panic he felt looking at his two attackers when a crash was heard at the
window. Staring at the blood spatter Stiles looked at Lydia as another
crow flow into the class window.  
“Stiles—” Lydia question as she heard a group of crows croaking. Standing up
out of his seat Stiles looked out the window as more crows flow towards the
class window. They died on impact. “Stiles, Lydia get away from the window.”
Stefan yelled as he pulled Lydia behind him and Stiles next to him as more
crows crashed into the windows until the glass gave way shattering.  
“Get out of the classroom.” Stiles yelled just as the teacher yelled to get
down.  
Stiles could hear the screams as teens were attacked by crows. Racing to the
classroom door, Stiles tried opening it only for it be locked, but the nob to
lock part was broken.  
Stefan could smell the fresh blood in the air, he willed his face not to change
to not sub come to the needs of his blood lust. Gripping on to Stiles tightly
and pulling Lydia along he tried the door until he heard a snap. Looking down
Stiles saw that door nob was out of its socket hanging brokenly as students
rushed into the hall.  
Pulling the fire alarm Stiles headed outside with Lydia and Stefan as classes
started to evacuate.  
Standing about 50 feet from school Stiles stared at the building as he took
deep breaths. “Stiles?” Lydia question as she stared at her brother. “Stiles
look at me.” She yelled.  
Stiles stared over her shoulder while he watched Allison, Elena, and Bonnie
head towards them with Cora and the two guys she was with this morning. “I
think I did this.” He started as he looked over to Lydia. He watched as her
eyes widen. “Students please get away from school a fire has broken out in the
chemistry lab.” The announcement was made over the loud speaker.  
It was too much; two much chaos as people shoved each other to get out of the
building. “What's going on I saw the dead crows in your Lit classroom.” Allison
started as she looked at her brother then her sister. “We need to get him out
of here.” Lydia said as she looked to her sister. Lydia started to pull Stiles
away her grip was to tight. He could already feel the bruise forming.  
“We need to leave Stiles.” Lydia yelled at him as she continued to pull him
along.  
“No you don't understand,” Stiles started when all of a sudden he scream,
“Stop.” Throwing up his hands in frustration. Stiles watched as the whole
courtyard froze. Noise stopped along with any movement. People stood as if they
where on pause. Looking around he saw that Stefan, Lydia, Allison, Elena,
Bonnie, Cora, and the two guys that were with her this morning looked around
as everything was froze in time but them. 
“Stiles…” Stefan question slowly as he looked around the school. He couldn't
believe his eyes every human being was frozen as if time had completely stop.
“Stiles what did you do?” Stefan asked him as he pulled his face to him.  
“You—you guys what's going on?” Bonnie asked as she too moved closer to Stiles
looking around at all the frozen people. They looked like mannikin stuck in a
pose.  
Stiles stared at her for along time as he looked around, “Surprised you’re a
witch!” 
Bonnie's eyes grew huge as she looked over to her best friend. “Maybe now isn't
the time for revelations.” Elena started. “How do we unfree—” she trailed off
as the courtyard became alive again. It became so loud that Elena grimace a
little.  
Stiles looked at all the moving people as fire truck could be heard from a
distance.  
 
“Poszukiwacz Gwiazdy, what have you've done baby.” 
 
Stiles turned around to see Shelia Bennett standing there with her arms
crossed.  
 
“Grams?” Bonnie asked as she looked between her grandmother and Stiles.  
 
“Come along you five.” Shelia started as she made eye contact with Bonnie,
Stiles, Lydia, Allison and then Elena. “You other four can cover for the five.
Let's be off children.” She said as she lead them to her sliver SUV.  
 
                                  ^~^~^~^~^ 
 
The ride to Shelia Bennett’s home was a quite one. Stiles sat in the very back
next to Elena. He let the jazz music wash over him.  Elena at one point had
gripped his hand not asking questions just being there, and Stiles was grateful
for her silent comfort. It meant more to him then he was willing to mention.  
 
They had arrived at Shelia home in about twenty minutes. Stiles climbed out of
the back leaving the door open for Elena. He held out his hand for her as she
step out of the SUV.  
Walking into the house first Shelia held the door open for everyone as they
crossed the thresh hold. Once again Stiles noticed she didn't ask any one to
come in.  
 
“Bonnie baby go put some water on the stove while I get the tea cups.” Shelia
spoke as Elena leaded everyone into the living room. Stiles pulled out three
leather bonds from his backpack as he took a set placing them on the coffee
table when Shelia came back into the living room.  
 
“Did you get a chance to read those journals?” Shelia asked as Bonnie came into
the room.  
 
“I was almost killed over these journals.” 
 
“What, what happened.”  
 
Stiles took a deep breath as he ran his hand through his hair then over his
face. “I was attacked the day you gave me those journals they stole
your them and today the people who attacked me were in my A.P. Lit class like
nothing happened. Like they didn't leave me to bleed out in the cemetery.”
Stiles yelled getting worked up again.  
 
Shelia stared at the lights as they flickered, “Calm yourself this instant.”
Shelia spoke with volumes as she gave Stiles a look. Allison and Lydia gripped
one of his hands as it calm him instantly. Shelia looked at the
siblings nodding to herself as she took in the calmness that took over
Stiles demeanor instantly with their contact. “They
return the journals today. I found them in my locker. Then when I saw them in
class, my attackers; I felt this rage. They had almost killed me over books.
Over books that belonged to your family. Then the crows thing happened. I just
felt panic wash over me when I couldn't get the door open.
Then I just knew something sparked; I had caused another fire—” he trailed off
as he looked up at her.  
 
Shelia nodded. She knew the minute Stiles release a good portion of power she
could feel the shift in the air. It also didn't help that she saw the mail man
frozen. She thought she would have time to teach him about his powers, but they
were manifesting faster then she had time to teach him or Bonnie anything. Her
time was running out. “You froze the whole town Stiles. The ones
that weren't effected were the ones that could only be supernatural creatures.
At this point we're gonna have to do a very fast crash course in witchcraft.”
Shelia explain to him as the whistle for teapot went off. Getting up Shelia
walked to the kitchen and grabbed it.  
 
“Grams— witches?” Bonnie asked her with a frown.  
 
“You've known I've been a witch, that I’m not just a old women that like the
drink the crazy sauce sugar. Any daughter born to the Bennett line is a
witch. We are Salem Witches. Our family fled Salem in 1692 and relocated here.
Our ancestors lived in secrecy for over a hundred years. It's important that we
still do baby girl. I was waiting to tell you about your ancestors but time is
of the essence.” Shelia spoke as she poured chamomile tea into each cup.  
 
“They are gonna come for Stiles that power you have that you released today was
a big blast of energy you're not gonna be safe much longer. So I think it's
time I do a sharing spell with you and Bonnie. You'll learn how to cloak
yourself and in the mean time you’ll be able to protect each other.” She spoke
as she grabbed memoirs, and a stack of tombs.  
 
                                  ^~^~^~^~^ 
 
Waking up gasping Caroline Forbes stared at herself in the mirror that was
crossed the room showing a full image of herself on the bed. Her hand shook a
little as she pulled her hair away from her neck. Touching the tender skin that
was broken by teeth she winced a little as her finger graze torn skin. Pulling
her fingers away from her neck she saw that they where covers in blood. Looking
to the side of her were the man that she met last night slept peacefully she
felt the vomit rising in her throat as she looked at her attacker.  
 
He slept on his back his face looking away from her, but she remembers his
eyes, they were blood red and the black veins that shown near his eyes before
he bit her last night.    
 
Panicking Caroline willing the fear to leave her body as she gently slide from
the bed. She didn't know what to do, who to call. Who would believe her? Moving
to the door on her tip toes she had one thing in mind, ‘Make it to the door.’  
 
Th floorboard creaked when she step on it making her eyes go to the man in the
bed.  He was still on his back a sleep. Focusing once more she took a shallow
breath in as she started to walk to her bedroom door again. Turning the nob
slowly the sound of the clicks made her close her eyes in fear before looking
over her shoulder to see the man in bed gone. 
 
“Good morning!” 
 
Gasping Caroline looked to the right of her to see light blues eyes staring
back her.  
 
“Please…” she started backing up away from him, “don't…” she had hit the bed
side table lamp.  
 
“Don't do that.” 
 
Picking it up she swung the lamp towards the mans face. She watch as his face
went to the side, a gash nicking his eyebrow. She watched the blood trickle
down slowly. Rolling a cross the bed away from him they stood on opposite side
across from each other. Picking up the clock she throw it at him only for him
to grunt.  
 
Caroline raced back towards the door once more only for him to stop her and
throw her on the bed.  “This could have gone a completely different way if you
had behaved.” He said touching cut above his eyebrow. Licking the blood from
his fingers Caroline watched as his eyes became blood red, black veins under
his eyes and fangs enter his mouth. He pulled her towards him pushing her head
to the side to expose her neck. “This is gonna hurt!” He said as he bit into
her shoulder. Screaming, Caroline was filled with intense terror as blood ran
down her shoulder as he feed on her.  
 
                                  ^~^~^~^~^ 
 
 
Conner Stevens stood inside the Slayers new home. “Dad said he was sorry he
couldn't come by with this, but with the new firm the wicked never sleep. Any
ways he wanted me to give you guys this.” Conner pulled out an old scroll.  
 
“Did he say what it is or why we would need this?” Faith asked as she looked at
it. It was written in a different language it like it was in Slovak.  
 
“No just that Lydia might have a better understand of it. The man he inquired
it from said that it's only the beginning that they will come in waves to get
the three. Striebro, vlk a havran, Angel said it was the Sliver, the Wolf, the
Raven that it could become a deadly force when together. Any ways he said it
was about three children that grew into a power they might not be able to
contain due to the Sliver becoming to powerful.” 
 
“Well that cryptic if I do say so. I'll have Lydia look it over when she gets
home.” Buffy said as she looked over to Faith.  
 
“The kids should be home soon. Any ways it was good to see you again. Where are
you staying for the week?” Faith asked as she looked at him. He looked so much
like Darla that it kinda spooked her.  
 
“There’s a Hilton so I’ll need to go there soon.” Conner told them.  
 
“Nonsense you’ll stay with us.” Buffy said with a smile as the front door
open. She watched as her three teens walked in.  
 
“She didn’t do anything to me that wasn’t necessary Allison. Leave it
alone,” Stiles said as he looked at her. “I’m tired and I’m going to
bed.” Stiles headed up the stairs with Lydia and Allison watching him.   
 
“What’s going on?” Buffy asked as she looked at her girls.  
 
“I’m not taking this one.” Allison raised her hands as she backed up and
walked right back out the front door.  
 
“Lydia?” Faith asked she looked at her middle child. “What happened?” 
 
                                   ~^~^~^~^~ 
 
Stiles stared at his ceiling while he laid on his bed. He could still feel
Sheila power running through him. He knew she blocked some of his power. He
didn’t feel whole anymore. The cloaking was in place. It was like part of
himself was gone, he understood why Allison wanted her to remove if as soon as
she placed it on him. It was blocking her connection to him.  
 
“Stiles?”  
 
Rolling to his side, Stiles stared out his bedroom window. He listened to his
bedroom door closed. The bed sinked a little as body laid beside him.  
 
“I don’t feel like me.” Stiles whispered as an arm pulled him back into a wide
chest. “She blocked off apart of me that I’ve never not felt before. It's like
I don't fit inside my own skin.” 
 
“It’s gonna be okay.”  
 
“I don’t think it is Conner. Something coming I can feel that much.” Stiles
whispered as he let Conner hold him a little tighter.   
 
TBC>>>>
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