Gabriel Valet

Stiles stared at the guhy stood next to him, squinting slightly behind his mask. Something itched the back of his mind, something rung a bell, but he just couldn’t figure out what it was. Instantly his mood dropped once again - who was this?

“Wait, do I know you? You seem familiar… Unless you’re new, if you’re new just ignore that.” This guy hadn’t even answered him verbally, barely even acknowledged him, and it didn’t sit right with Stiles.

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The question made Gabe’s heart sink as he turned to look at Stiles’, there was just a bit of chocolate smeared on his mouth that he wiped away as he dropped his eyes. “I..I don’t think we’ve ever talked before.” He said as he turned away, anxiety clawing at his chest. 

It wasn’t a lie, not exactly. He had never talked to Stiles’ before.

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Kelly was just trying to stay away from the masked people, she was trying to distract herself from the bad things that could happen if she lost control over her body. Her phone was ready to dial Scott if she felt something strange happening. She suddenly turned her face noticing a masked teenager standing as her, away from the rest of the people. “Hi” Kelly said shyly trying to look for something to keep herself distracted, and for the poor guy, he was in the wrong place if he wanted not to be disturbed.

Gabe was surprised to run into someone else, he’d only snuck away from the crowd for a moment. “Hi...” He said softly, staring at her. “Are you okay?” 

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When in doubt, find the snacks, that was his motto. Since being left to his own devices, Stiles was pretty sure he had been zoned out in his anxiety for an hour - putting masks on people did nothing to ease his nerves since everyone in town was there and lots of them were probably not nice people. So, to avoid having to stare down people and search for Lydia for the fifteenth time, he resorted to stuffing his face, mostly with the chocolate fountain ( whoever had invented those was a genius ). “I know eating a lot of this will make me sick but honestly? Totally worth it.” He grinned at the person next to him, mood slightly brightened if only temporarily.

Gabe had been hesitant to eat food, wondering if there was some kind of hidden price. He didn’t know why he kept showing up to these things considering what happened last time. 

Seeing Stiles’ next to him he worried for a moment if the other would recognize him, what he might say. He was terrified. But the other was grinning, so maybe he could get away unrecognized. 

Reaching over he grabbed what Stiles’ was eating, deciding that he still had to live. Even if the fear and anxiety was ever present. 

Kol pouted at the answer. The vampire tilted the head. “Aww why is that?” The vampire asked. “When else would you get to go to such an extravagent occasion?” He asked. 

“Uhh, never I guess? I dunno, it’s just not really my style. I don’t really have..fancy clothes to wear to it.” He admitted, flushing as he looked away. 

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Kol swung the baseball bat in the store, he held the bat in his arms before making a face. “Too light.” Kol said. He picked up another, feeling it’s weight again. “Too heavy.” Kol whistled to himself examining the bats and sighing. Nothing good. 

The vampire stopped and overheard the conversation about the ball.  Kol turned to the other customer, trying to change his thoughts . “So this ball- are you going alone or with a date ?” He asked. 

Gabe looked over, he hadn’t been the one talking about the ball but it appeared the question had been directed at him. “Uh..I wasn’t planning on going, I guess if I do it’d be alone..” 

Lilith had spent the morning shopping, actually buying clothes for herself. How she’d survived all this time without clothes was a mystery to her; but then Lucifer had explained she could just create clothes with the powers she no longer had.

Stepping outside the last store, she closed her eyes, feeling the warmth of the sun soaking into her skin. It was true what they said about the sun making you feel sunny.

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Gabe saw the woman basking in the sun, just a little confused. She almost looked like she’d either never took the time to admire the sun on her skin before or had just begun life. A sign easily recognizable, but she didn’t seem like one of them. Like a recycled. 

“Are you okay?” He asked softly, unsure as he watched her. She didn’t look dangerous. 

Ramiel shook his head and gently tilted the other’s chin. “You can make eye contact with me if you wish.” He attempted to make those silly faces humans do. “I won’t bite.” He held up his hand. “Name’s Kit.”

Gabe was taken aback suddenly, his eyes widening. “Oh..uh..good to know.” He swallowed, looking away again as his cheeks flushed. “Um, I’m Gabe.”

Ramiel wasn’t one to fret about collisions. He has indured much worse than a someone bumping into him. Instead he focused on the boy. There was a small smile and a hardy chuckle. 

“Worry not.” He said raising his hand. Ramiel looked at the other. “Are you injured?” He asked focusing on Gabe’s face for injuries. 

“Oh uh..okay.” He mumbled, confused for a moment. “No, I don’t think so. Just um..I get freaked out sometimes, so uh, sorry.” He admitted, looking down. 

“Fear will eat you alive if you let it. You gotta control it before it controls you,” Kol advised. He figured he could lend some wisdom he typically used. “Trying is but another excuse. I say you jump head first and you might surprise yourself.”

“How? How am I supposed to jump head first when I don’t even know where I’m going?” He asked, shaking his head. “I don’t know if I want anymore surprises.” 

“What makes it hard?” Kol questioned. He didn’t have much to go off so he couldn’t just assume why it was so difficult to get out and about. He himself had half of his memories in tact and still wandered so he questioned if it was something along those lines. “Life’s hard. You should get used to it.”

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“Fear, I’m afraid. I just...I had a bad experience the first time I tried to get..back out there, living and stuff. But someone hurt me and it set me back. But I’m trying again, but I still get uneasy, especially around strangers.” He admitted, shrugging. “I’m trying.” 

Kol stared down at his shirt now stained  just slight with a splash of coffee that he had in his own hand. On most days he would be annoyed but he was waving it off on this occasion. “It’s alright,” he assured the other. “Are you ok though? You sound jumpy.” If not nervous but he wasn’t sure what warranted the behavior. Kol hadn’t done anything remotely intimidating. Yet.

“I’m..okay. I just..don’t get out much, I’m trying. But..it’s still hard.” He admitted, he rubbed at his neck. The bite from the vampire had healed, but it had scarred badly. Leaving him with a constant reminder. So it made him jumpy when he ran into strangers, because he never knew if they were one too. 

“ i learned how to make popcorn ! “ does olivia sound overly happy about something so simple ? absolutely and not ashamed in the slightest. as the wide smile on her features reveals. the first time ? she had burnt it and this time ? it went well.“ we won’t talk about the first time i made it. but this time i did it.”

“That’s awesome! Did you burn the bag the first time? I think everyone's burned the bag at least once.” Gabe said softly, “Was it good? Did you like it?” 

Gabe was out job hunting, he was just looking anywhere that was hiring, he couldn’t live in his abandoned aunt and uncles house forever, eventually they’d come home or sell the place. 

He was walking out of a coffee shop where he’d just gotten rejected when he ran directly into somebody. “S-Sorry I...” He flinched back, still working on the whole being out and confident thing since coming back to life. 

She smiled slightly, hearing it come from the other’s mouth. She couldn’t do it herself. She just wasn’t strong enough. But she could teach Gabe how to help to protect the town. Support the pack. Train him in the same way that her father trained her. Sliding her phone over to him, she smiled weakly, giving him a chance to put his number in her phone. “We don’t kill. We use our skills to strategise. We assess the situation, and we figure out the most humane way to keep people safe. Humans and supernatural species alike.” 

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Putting his number into Allison’s phone he slid it back over before looking up, “Okay, so how are you gonna teach me?”

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Allison looked away. “Gerard probably conveniently forgot to tell you, but as the leader of the Argents, I changed the code. For the better.” She smiled sadly to herself, looking down at the table. “Nous protegeon ceux qui ne peuvent pas se proteger eux même.” She hadn’t said it since she came back. “We protect those who cannot protect themselves.” The other question, she carefully side-stepped.

“Gerard didn’t have a code, he just killed.” Gabe muttered, staring at the table. Hearing her code he nodded, “We protect those..who cannot protect themselves.” He whispered as he nodded again, “Okay.”

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She sat down opposite him, ordering them both a coffee. Gerard had taken so much power away from him, just like he had her. But they weren’t victims. There’d only been one way she’d been able to work through her own sins, only one thing she could suggest to Gabe. “…. Were you good?” She asked, looking up at him at last. “I don’t mean the killing, that’s not…” She shook her head. “But the hunting. Could you do it?”

“I learned how to shoot real fast, I was good at that. I mean...I was good at hunting, but..what would I hunt? I thought...I thought the pack hated hunters?” He asked, confused. “Do you still hunt?”