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Cosmic Chaos

Chapter 46

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Lockwood Mansion

Jackson walks around the Lockwood mansion to catch his friend, he sees him walk towards the office with Jeremy gilbert, since when did they become friends, he follows them. when he hears the shuffling inside along with Tyler raised voice he rushes inside the room, his eyes widen seeing Tyler pushing Jeremy against the wall.

Jackson speeds towards them “Dude don’t kill him.” he holds back Tyler, the latter look at his friend with suspicion.

“You know too, how did you do that?” Tyler tries to break from Jackson hold, but he can’t even though he knows jackson is strong not this strong.

Jeremy looks at both of them “You are a werewolf too.” He says looking at Jackson.

“No, I am leprechaun. Get out of here.” Jackson snaps, he pulls Tyler away from Jeremy walking towards the window.

“Why are you here? And is it true.” Jackson sighs hearing hint of anger on Tyler’s voice, he had left the latter hanging ever since he was turned then full of cut the male out of his circle, though it was mend to protect his friend from harm, since he was learning more about his werewolf side with derek and scott. But he is not that soft to have a heart-on-heart conversation about it especially not when Jeremy lingers looking at them, jackson speed back to the gilbert boy.

“How did you know about all this?” jackson look down at Jeremy’s chest “And don’t bother to lie. I will know.”

Jeremy slightly startles at that, even having almost live with stefan and damon the superhuman enchantments of them leaves him unsettled. Behind them Tyler’s eyes widen with new found amazement at his friend’s ability.

“My uncle john left this old diary lying around. It was written by a crazy gilbert ancestor who wrote about this that runs in his family.” Jeremy confesses honestly.

Tyler walks closer to them now visibly less intended to kill Jeremy “A curse about what?”

“Werewolves. It’s crazy, right? but then, matt was attacked by a wolf under a full moon and your uncle had just gotten back to town. It was too weird. Is it true? Or was that you?” Jeremy glance towards Jackson with raised eyebrow Jackson scoff at the implication.

“Please. I’m not running around like that. Besides…” Jackson stop himself he had seen how you and stiles even derek seem to have dislike towards elena and the vampire who knows maybe Jeremy is here because of them. “That’s not me.” He states firmly meeting Jeremy’s apprehensive look head on.

“About my uncle? Yeah.” Tyler who still in disbelief state.

“But You…. you’re not?”

“No, he’s not.” jackson jumps in defensive of his friend, Tyler glance at his friend before nodding.

“Jackson is right, no. I mean not yet. Just saying that out loud, I sound insane.”

It just tip of the ice burg jackson thinks.

“I don’t think so but then again, I always did believe in the crazy stuff.” They both look at Jackson.

“According to my uncle, you have to trigger the curse, somebody has to die at my hands, like murder or an accident. I basically have to cause death and then boom: next full moon. I’m howling on all fours.”

Tyler glance at Jackson who now leaning on the table with a pensive look on his face, realizing that he came rushing because he thought he might kill Jeremy and trigger the curse, million questions swirling in his head but he had feeling Jackson won’t fully talk with Jeremy here.

“Is that why he came back? To tell you all this?”

He turns to Jeremy a scoff leaving his mouth “yeah, right. he had to tell me. I caught him. he is not here for me.” He takes a crystal stone from his pocket and holds it up. “He’s here for this.”

“A crystal?” Tyler rolls his eyes at jackson.

“It’s a moonstone. I looked it up online. It’s natural rock but there supposed to have all sorts of supernatural legends attached to them.” Tyler reveals.

“Why didn’t you give it to him.”

“Because he wants it and Tyler is dick, that way.” Jackson answers for Jeremey though Tyler doesn’t seem upset by his words only grinning at his words.

“That and also because I don’t trust the guy so I’m not just gonna hand it to him.”

Two girls Aimee and Sarah burst in.

“Found you!” Sarah exclaims loudly.

“Hey, you guys are missing all the drinking.”

Sarah eyes glance at the three males with mischievous look on her face “Oh I’m sorry. Were you guys having a moment? And you jackson we thought your party days are long behind.”

“Nope, just taking a reset.” Jackson says walking towards the door “I need a drink.” He takes his phone out his phone he sends a text to stiles asking about the moonstone. He shivers slightly when he realizes he’s being mature and responsible. He pours himself a drink taking it few sips only to hear sound of bang dropping the drink he goes towards the stairs.

Sarah is laying on the floor laughing, Jackson’s face twisted into confusion “You pushed me down the stairs.” She says pointing at Tyler.

“Look he didn’t mean it okey? You got her?” Jeremy says, Sarah gets up and leave with Aimee.

Jackson lay his hand on Tyler’s shoulder “You’re coming with me.” Tyler snaps out his daze, nodding numbly he follows Jackson.

Jackson and Tyler are in Jackson’s Porche “Did you mean to hurt her?” jackson hurts.

“No, but hoped she was dead so I could become like you and mason.” Tyler voice was eerily calm and true.

“At a cost of another person’s life?” Jackson exhales his knuckles are white as his grip on the wheel tighten before he relaxes. “Being werewolf isn’t that easy, and that without your fucked up curse.”

Tyler turns to him “What you do mean?”

“I didn’t kill anyone to turns; I was turned by an alpha. but it was hell something was wrong with my turns, I did things that I still regret something beyond my control, I even died before my werewolf side saved me.” Jackson’s voice was heavy with guilt and shame as his eyes refusing to meet his friend.

“It was addicting to have superstrength and speed, but I have hurt my friends along the way and innocent people.” he turns to Tyler “your wish can become a nightmare before you can blink, trust me I know.”

“Who turned you then?”

“I can’t tell you, oh my god. I wasn’t supposed to talk to you even.” Jackson groan already picturing derek’s wrath at least with you now here he won’t throw much fist. But hey he found about a supposed magic stone.

The Mall

The rest of your day was spent with Lydia and Allison to shop with their dress of the masquerade ball at the Lockwood Mansion, it was nice to catch up with the girls, though peter is always lurking with meant derek is also there and stiles was constant beside you, blushing whenever lydia try on any dress looking very much like love sick fool, which was adorable and embarrassing for you.

“Tell me why aren’t you coming.” Allison question again, though the answer the same each time.

“Doesn’t feel like it.”

Lydia put a dark red dress on you not giving a single care at the tired look you gave here “This would be good on you. besides the mask can hide you.”

“I don’t need a mask to hide me.”

She gives blinding smile at that “Then it solved, and I will have hot date.” Stiles give you a betrayed look.

You raise your brow at that before sighing, taking a golden dress for lydia “You can take stiles, if you want a date.”

“I also said hot.” She mutters look at the both you. stiles deflate shrugging off your sympathy pat on his back. he mutters that he would be outside the store.

“Don’t be so cruel, Lydia.”

She huffs stomping her heel “I’m just messing around, I was going to ask him you know.” she confesses turning away from you before you can catch her smile.

Allison smile is strained slightly she says your name “Issac is taking me, are you okey with that?”

You nod “Yeah, why won’t I be. It was just a kiss.” Allsion pauses before nodding with a small smile on her face.

Lydia turns to you in disbelief “I don’t know what is your taste.”

“Traumatized puppy eyes” The three of stand still before shrugging going back to racks of clothes eyes scanning the materials with meticulous inspection fabric, design and more important space to run if needed.

A dress catches your eyes, taking it off the rack and examine it before set it back. you part your way with them with their final plea for you to come to the ball, stiles stand leaning on his jeep on the side of the mall, with derek and peter beside him they look like they were having a deep conversation.

He stands straight “You didn’t buy anything?” you nod glancing at the Hales. Stiles sighs “They think it’s idea for you help elena her two bats since you hate them more than peter.”

“Its help you with control over your impulse and emotion.” Derek adds the whole idea is experimental and theoretical similar to putting a bunny in harsh living environment to see if it adapts to the change and live, expect this bunny has astronomical level of destructive power literarily flowing through your veins.

You whine throwing your head back “I don’t want to.”

“Too bad, you gonna do it.” peter chimes in “Especially since your sister is already involved in it all.” The last sentence make you close your eyes standing straight, stiles give you soft look while derek eyes scan you ever so carefully.

“I hate you.” you say look at peter who is all smiley and happy, getting inside stiles jeep.

“Love you too, pumpkin.” You hear peter retorts along with stiles fake gagging and derek telling peter to shut up.

Grams House

The sun had set when the two made short stop at the library before going to stiles house to pick some more stuff and then the final stop, your home. Getting out of the jeep you and stiles round the jeep, you two look at the piles of books and bundle of energy drink.

Stiles grin beside you “You ready for a long fun night?” you crack your knuckles taking off the jacket you gave same grin back at him.

“Let’s do it.”

you raid your grams room finding more books there and take it to the study room where stiles and you had set up the rest of the book.

Stiles had one side of the wall empty and a white broad cleaned he turns to you “alright, we are looking for What the hell is this moonstone, what exactly is Katherine is.”

You nod sitting on the chair starting from grams books, stiles open the first two can of drink and hands you the two of clink it taking the first sip at the same time before diving to the piles of the books.

Hours pass without a sound, can’s starts to piles up before getting replaced by coffee, stiles had few Ardella to speed up the thing. the moon was in its peak when the two you took a break.

Stiles is laying down a yawn escape his mouth soon you follow that, he nudges you with his feet “You go first.”

You whine before sitting up with slumped shoulder, the two of you had ditched your normal clothes stiles is rocking your fluffy rob while you opt to wear your Cami and shots, standing up you take one sip of your coffee frowning at the coldness before exhaling loudly, taking the black marker from the table.

“Alright the moonstone first, it was originally thought to be used some time in !5th century like that’s when the legends started from. An Aztec shaman had put the curse of sun and moon, meaning making vampires vulnerable to sun and wolf to moon. The stone with the certain ritual can make the curse go away.”

“Fraud.” Stiles muses sitting up now, you nod before stating why so.

“It does sound off, Vampires being vulnerable to sun and werewolf to moon is supposed to be nature’s way of balancing the supernatural, curses are intentional and can someone can really put a curse like that, Wait is that why Mason wants that stone so he can escape his curse.”

“Yeah, and the legend appearing mid-century is suspicious enough, because we have king Lyacon which dates back 440 BC. And from there is mention of werewolf worshipping Moon learning from transformation, controlling it.” stiles add.

“Like the Hale pack.”

“But it is tied to wolf.” You assert.

Stiles hum in agreement “Of course, MOON- stone. But maybe tied a specific one.”

“There is no coincidence.” You write moonstone on the broad and wolf under it and, “if the sun and moon curse is fake and just a cover up then there is another specific reason the stone is valuable maybe?”

“Some other curse or power this stone can give.” stiles ponder watching you write curse/ power under the wolf.

“Katherine and Mason are back here is no coincidence either.” You turns to him “she turned stefan and Damon, if she wanted to rekindle her pupils she should have come long ago, but she’s here now.”

You toss the marker to stiles “Your turn.” He caught it and stands up the rob only reach his knees, the pink rob he wear comfortably is tied covering his naked upper half, grams bonnet in sits his head, the bones cracks as he walks towards the broad.

You sit on the chair, swirling your finger you make a cold shake and sip it with a pleased hum, stiles yawn writing the word doppelganger in the broad beside where you wrote moonstone.

“The freakish fact that both Elena and Katherine look like printed copy is because they are doppelganger.”

“My first thought was she was a shapeshifter?”

“I thought to, as we now know, she was human and turned vampire by someone.” He walks towards you and takes your drink sipping it before walking back with your drink, you lip curl in annoyance before making another.

“So, they are human beings exists because of Silas and Amara.” Stiles nods taking the Bennett history book.

“The first immortals shadow selves, since they can’t die, nature said let’s copy and paste then delete.”

Stiles face light up “Yes, elena and Katherine are doppelganger, they are not fully human but supernatural catalysts sort of beings, I searched your grams stash, the Argents, Alans and books we borrowed from the library.”

“The one we stolen a while back.” you correct him.

And he corrects you “Borrowed.”

You hum biting the straw “So elena and Katherine might be Amara’s shadow self.”

“That the possible fact, I just hope there is not another Damon walking around.” Stiles and your face are pained at that possibility.

Stiles write down the name of Amara and Silas then write shadow self in bracket “Shits gets real because, Doppelganger blood is naturally used for all sort a binding ritual, spells, and we all know blood rituals in general doesn’t ends well. And the fact that all Bennet witches get screwed over because this cycle.” He wrote down the word blood before writing catalyst in bracket.

Stiles glance at you with heavy eyes both from exhaustion of the research and the finds “Qestiyah with Amara, and Emily who was murder was with Katherine decades ago, and……. now bonnie with Katherine. Grams wouldn’t be alive if it weren’t you, and who know how many lives will suffer because this vicious cycle.”

The drink disappears from your hand as you slam against the chair, arm crossed over your chest your eyes zero on the broad “Should I just kill them all?”

Stiles shuffle in his feet hearing the seriousness in your voice, he exhales walking towards you, standing in front of you he put the drink in his hand on the table “How about we take nap” he pulls you up throwing his hand over your shoulder, he checks his watch navigating out of the door to your room. “Yep, officially next new day. Let’s get some sleep.”

Stiles nods “It is true Lockwood are cursed might be because they pissed of wrong people. but this curse doesn’t make sense.”

“And this doesn’t really affect us”

Stiles shrugs “Not really I think, unless they make this our problem.” You and stiles look at each other “Its gonna be our problem isn’t it.” he murmurs after a bit. You fall back on the bed with a sigh while stiles follow after you, the two of you close your eyes falling asleep quick.

Lockwood Mansion

Scott is the Lockwood MansAion with Bonnie, for two purpose one to find out if Mason is crazy like the day he was last night and so far he doesn’t seem like sadistic bloodthirsty individual like some people, and two to ask Bonnie to be his date for the Masquerade, and mission two is still pending and Elena had pulled Bonnie away to talk and people keep dumbing work on him, jackson is also here though he is with Tyler, while carrying a box he catch mason walks away and accidentally runs into Bonnie.

“Excuse me.”

Bonnie continues to watch Mason as he looks away. A strange look spreads across her face, which Stefan notices. Stefan walks over to her.

“What’s the matter? Are you okay?”

“When I touched him, I saw something.”

“What do you mean? Like a vision?”

“I saw Elena.”

“You saw Elena?”

“He was kissing her.”

“No, Bonnie, Elena wouldn't kiss...” Stefan considers this for a minute, and his face changes from confused to understanding. “You didn't see Elena, you saw...Katherine.”

Scott walks over them “You alright?” she nods stefan glance at scott before walking away to find damon to fill him in on the discovery.

Scott watches him walk away before glancing at bonnie “How about we take a break?” bonnie agrees the walk towards a secluded area, scott hands her bottle of water clearing he let her relax for few minutes.

“So, Masquerade, right?” he weakly starts making bonnie glance at him confused look at the oblivious statement making him flatter slightly.

He falls silent looking away in the back of his head he can see stiles disappointed look. He breathes in and breathe out, he had seen Jeremy gilbert giving same look he supposes to give Bonnie, and that makes him even more anxious what if he already had asked her.

He gathers up his courage turning to ask her again when stefan and damon walks up to them, he sighs loudly closing his eye for moment.

Bonnie mirrors the same sentiment though she doesn’t out worldly show it. “What do you want?”

“A favour.”

“Like that's gonna happen.”

“So predictable.” He looks at Stefan. “That's why I brought him.”

“I know how you feel about helping us out, but since you're the one that linked Mason with Katherine, we finally have an opportunity to get an upper hand on both of them so, just hear us out.” Stefan said looking at both bonnie and Scott with pleading eyes.

“Pretty please.” Damon adds with his usual cocky look on his face.

“I’m listening.” Bonnie muses.

Stefan's phone starts to ring. “I have to fill Elena in on what's going on.”

He looks at Damon. “Can you play nice, please?”

“I guess.”

He walks aside and answers his phone. “Hey, what are you doing? You shouldn't be calling me.”

“I know, but I have no idea what's happening. Damon's got Jeremy into something and you've got Bonnie with you and I'm sorting stupid masquerade masks for Mrs Lockwood.”

“Alright, it's okay. Hold on.”

He walks away. Damon is talking to Bonnie.

“All you have to do is touch Mason Lockwood again to see if he gave Katherine the moonstone.”

“My visions don't work like that. I don't get to ask questions.”

“How inconvenient. Although, let's talk about that little witchy juju thing you do with me. You know, the fun one where my brain bursts into flames? What is that?”

“That's me giving you an aneurysm. Your blood vessels go pop, but you heal quickly; so, I do it over and over again.”

“Is it vampire specific?”

“It'd work on anyone with a supernatural healing ability.”

“Good. Good, good.”

Scott frown at them “Why do you hurt him, he hasn’t done anything wrong to you?”

Damon rolls his eyes “Why are you shouldn’t be your own witch.” Scott’s frown even deeper at that, you had let them all know elena and the Salvatore brothers saw that you’re alive, and you still seem to dislike them and the way they talk about you and bonnie does make it reasonable hell even their way of dealing things seems very questionable to scott.

Bonnie glance at them nodding at Scott’s words “He’s right. Damon, I'm not gonna help you hurt him.”

“Mason Lockwood's a werewolf, Katherine's evil. They're the bad guys. Really? You're gonna play morality police with me right now? Let me put it to you another way: they're a threat to Elena. So, you, witch, are gonna get over yourself and help us.”

Stefan walks back over to them. “Yeah, he meant that as a question with a "please" on the end.

“Absolutely.” Damon adds.

Scott sees the familiar look on her face and he prepare himself for what about to happen.

Mason walks down the front steps and towards his jeep. “Hey, can you move your van? I'm blocked in.”

He sees Bonnie trying to remove a table from the back of the truck and runs over to help her. “Hey, how did you get stuck doing that by yourself?”

“All the guys bailed. Something about draft picks. I don't know, I don't speak that language.”

“Here, let me give you a hand.”

He grabs the table and starts to pull it out. Bonnie looks around and then at Mason. She uses her aneurysm spell on him. He grabs his head and yells in pain and falls down onto his knees.

“I'm sorry.” Bonnie whisper, scott sees the guilty look on her face when she looks at him,

Damon walks past Bonnie and knees Mason in the face. Mason falls to the ground, unconscious. Damon opens the passenger door and signals for Bonnie to get in. Stefan takes Mason's keys out of his pockets and throws them to Damon. Bonnie gets in Mason's jeep. Damon and Stefan put Mason in the trunk of the jeep.

Damon gets in and turn to scott who stand by the side the jeep with apprehensive tick on his face making him roll his eyes at him.

“You follow me, I have something to ask you.” he doesn’t wait for scott’s answer and drives off with Bonnie in the passenger seat. Scott is at the steps of Salvatore house before the car reaches making them slightly surprised, Damon is carrying Mason over his shoulder. Bonnie drops his bag in a chair. Damon places Mason into a chair.

Damon walks over to Mason's bag, scott stands on the side, uneasy as damon go through the bag.

“He's not gonna be out much longer.” Bonnie reminds

Damon takes chains from Mason's bag. “Whoa. Looks like this guy's used to being tied up.” He glances at Scott “do you have to chain yourself too?”

Scott looks almost offended at that “No, I have control over my wolf and Lockwood are cursed.”

“He’s older than you, how did you able to learn so fast?” damon prods.

Scott says your name “I had her, stiles and derek help me.”

“What exactly is your sister bonnie?” damon ask cautiously “in my hundred years of life, I never seen a witch like her.”

Scott face hardens speaking up before bonnie can “Why do you wanna know? so you can take advantage of her just like you use bonnie.” The seller fall silent at the firmness of his tone. Bonnie shifts uncomfortably.

“Its just helping out those in need, kid.” Damon says with a smug smile. Bonnie takes Mason's head in her hands “What are you doing?”

“You're looking for a moonstone. I'm trying to help you find it.” she exhales “The sooner I do that, I can leave.”

“Oh, good, yeah. Find out if he gave it to Katherine, and find out where she is. And find out what they're gonna do with it once they get it.”

Damon is tying Mason down into the chair. Bonnie closes her eyes and concentrates while she touches Mason's head.

“Somewhere small. dark. There's water.”

“Like a sewer?”

“No. Like a well? That can't be right. Yeah. It's a well.”

“Why would it be in a well?”

Bonnie lowers her hands and opens her eyes. “I told you, I only get what I get.”

Mason grunts and grabs Bonnie by the wrist. She gasps. Damon pulls Mason's hand off of her and Scott pull Bonnie away checking her wrist.

“You alright?” she nods slowly pulling her wrist, she starts to walk away.

“That's it. That's all I got.”

“Hey, judgey!” Bonnie turns around and looks at him.

“Thank you.”

She walks out of the room, leaving Scott with Mason. “Come on. Wake up, wolf boy.”

He punches him in the face. Scott cringe at that “Do you have to hurt him?”

“No one asking you stay and watch.”

Scott huff looking at Mason who is chained down to the chair. Damon is heating up an iron poker in the fireplace. Mason struggles to get out of the chair. Damon looks at him.

“Someone's feisty.”

Damon gets up. Mason continues to struggle and thrusts the chair backwards, falling onto the floor. Damon walks over to him, Scott stands in front of him, he furrows his brow at him.

“What?!” Mason says seeing himself chained in unknown setting.

“I can talk to him; can we please talk first.” Damon speed past him and sticks the iron poker into Mason's chest. Mason screams.

“You can hurt -- good to know. I was afraid you were gonna be some beast mass with no affinity for pain.” Damon pulls Mason's collar down and looks at his wound. “Oh, but you heal quickly. Not good. Guess I'll just have to keep applying pain.”

He turns to Scott “Now you we can try talking.” Damon grabs Mason and pulls him back up with the chair. He walks back over to the fireplace and heats up the poker again.

“So... Katherine. How do you know her? What is she up to?” Mason spits on the floor but says nothing.

Scott walks towards mason “I’m not with him; I can help you. Just tell us what is going on?” Mason glance up at scott, who’s eyes pleading him to believe him.

“I have all day.” Damon says walking over; he thrusts the white-hot iron poker into Mason's stomach. Mason grits his teeth and screams.

Scott closes his eyes walking out the room he moves far away from the house and take out his phone to call derek.

The phone rings two times before he picks up “What is it, scott?”

Scott hum looking at the Salvatore Board house “I have question.” He hears derek shuffling around on the other side “I don’t know if I should involve myself in this.”

“Just tell me what is going on, you hurt?”

“No, Damon has Mason Lockwood, he is literally torching him hot iron because Mason is with Katherine, I don’t know what to do.”

“Scott, this isn’t our problem let them deal with it.” Scott hear derek sigh “please tell you didn’t bring her and stiles into this as well. Something bigger is going on with them that they don’t even understand, we should just stay away.”

“Big how big and no they don’t know, and stiles said she and her will tell you something later.”

“I don’t know, I don’t want to know. and what are they up to now, I didn’t get any text from her” scott can hear his frown but choice not comment on that.

“I had them deliver some texts from Alan yesterday evening and both were still asleep when o checked this morning.” He hears mason screams now louder and painful.

“Scott.?”

“Yeah.”

“Don’t do anything. Go to your friends. I will be there.”

Scott hums looking at the house in dread, he speeds inside the house and hear ruffling of and see Damon superspeed over to Jeremy and grabs him by the throat.

“You wanted to be a part of this? Well, here it is! Kill or be killed! The guy is a werewolf; he'd kill me the first chance he got! So, you suck it up or leave.”

Damon lets go of Jeremy. Jeremy coughs hearing footsteps they turn to see scott “You’re still here.” Damon raises a brow at scott before waving his hand to Jeremy “Get him out of here.”

“He wants me to kill him, anyway. Don't you, Mason? It really is a curse, isn't it?” Damon says looking at mason.

Jeremy gets up and leaves, brushing past scott who look at him smelling Wolfbane he frowns he is pull backed by Damon’s monologue “You know, I look at you I see myself. A less dashing, less intelligent version.”

“I love her!”

“Oh, I know! I've been where you are. But Katherine will only rip your heart out. Let me do it for her.”

Damon goes to thrust his hand towards Mason’s chest but get slammed by Scott “You can’t kill him.”

Damon rolls his eyes “Children.” He rolls his eyes headbutting scott, he throw scott to the wall, he falls on the table with wolfbane making him grunt in pain, damon walk towards mason with enraged look on his face, scott sits up he break off the leg of the table and stab damon with it, the latter scream at the wood sticking on his back kicking him to the wall, scott break the chains and free mason, throwing the man over his shoulder he speed out the house out towards the wood.

In the wood he places mason down, who now healing slowly because of the wolfbane, he crouches down to his level “You alright?” he feels his own pain fading away.

Mason groan in pain nodding nonetheless “We need to go somewhere, safe. They will come for me.”

“Right.” Scott thinks.

Grams House

Scott is sweating buckets when he strides across your backyard with Mason behind him, the latter look around the surrounding in curiosity, Scott open the backdoor and let himself in mason follow close.

Inside the house they can hear two heartbeats, steady and even Mason cast questioning glance at Scott, though choice to trust fellow werewolf, just then front door opens and derek step inside catching them by the stairs, Derek eyes narrow at them finding Scott’s sheepish look.

Derek sigh before shaking his head, scott walks up the stairs and knock on the door as the rest stand behind him, derek frown at the nasty healing wounds on Mason, Scott calls out your and stiles name, they hear protesting whines and curses.

Stiles opens the door with the black bonnet hanging crocked in his head, hair sticking out wildly adorning baby pink rob hang lose off shoulder, he yawns saying scott’s name still groggily his vision register the two other individuals beside his friend, making him clutch the rob as if he’s protecting his dignity, before slamming the door shut loudly.

Derek only heaves a sigh disregarding the male in pink rob to glance inside the room, you’re still asleep comfortably, hair undone and clothes crumbled showing the sliver of your body as the blanket pushed away on the corner.

The door opens again stiles pull scott inside before closing again, there is murmuring inside the door, Mason glance at derek confused the hushed conversation is stopped when a third voice calls their name, mason caught derek perk up at the voice.

The door opens, but this time its opened by you, exhausted dark circled eyes and sluggish frame, you scan two with indifferent glance, stiles now dressed in a hoodie and sweatpants step out with scott.

Walking down stairs to the kitchen the rest follow you; you sit down in one chair stiles take the one next your scott on the other side, derek and mason sits across from you.

“The sun and moon curse is not real.” Stile’s state getting straight to the matter, tried and wanting this over.

Derek nods as well “You can control your transformation.”

Mason frowns “It’s been one year, I can’t.”

“Because you don’t know the basic.” Stiles says “Moon only intensify and challenge your other side, but if you learn to control yourself, it is possible.”

Mason scoff making you lean closer speak up “your family is cursed, unlike derek who was born wolf into a werewolf family and scott who was changed by alpha, your case is different.”

“The sun and moon curse.”

Stiles and your groan “No.” the two of you say making mason look at the two of your weirdly,

“Werewolf has been around from the BC and the moonstone which apparently can break this sun and moon curse is created on the 15th century, your ancestor likely pissed off wrong people and they placed this curse.”

“The moonstone is legit, it has been used for serval rituals” stiles continue after you “but moon is not the enemy of werewolf, full moon is where they are just the human nature is dormant but that doesn’t mean you have to go full on massacre, you just have to accept who you are and try learning to control urges.”

“And there is high chance that you’re being used by Katherine.” You cover your mouth as yawn escape laying your head on the table.

“No, she loves me.”

You groan at that “Listen mason, something else is going on, you, the Salvatore and elena are all pawn in bigger game that we don’t know. My best advice would be runaway and don’t get killed again. Trust me you don’t want to go purgatory.”

The group looks slightly disturbed at the emphasize you made at the end “and if she was really in love with you, I don’t think she would want derek to do the nasty with her.”

Stiles find new found energy at your comment crowding towards you “You looked in her head.”

You scoff playfully at stiles tugging at your hand, derek mouth is slightly open in disbelief, scott give Mason a painful smile. “Dude, her thoughts were so loud.”

Stiles and your crackle on the side while the other three sits uncomfortable, you leave saying you have to freshen up and eat something, stiles take the spare bathroom for shower while scott migrates to the kitchen starts to go through the fridge and pantry.

Derek and Mason sit on the table the latter turns to derek “Can I trust them, they seem…”

“Annoying, handful, arrogant. Yeah.” Derek fills the sentence with dryly though his voice softens at “But those three are kind, selfless at times and stupid really, almost killed themselves to safe people like us……. me.” Derek exhale crossing his arm on the table “Not all werewolf is affected by moon like that we learned to control ourself.” Derek sees the reluctance in mason eyes to believe, he contemplates asking if you could give his last night’s memories but that would expose how powerful you are to mason, another person would learn the power you harness which can and will endanger you something derek does not want ever.

You come down, walking to the kitchen moving aloof and clam as if the two-werewolf discussing about their nature is mundane occurrence in your household. Scott has some fruits cut and eating a large bowl of cereal, the specific one your hide from stiles.

“DUDEEEE, I was saving that.” You stomp your feet “I hid it well from stiles.” You take a piece fruit as scott give you wide grin flashing his werewolf golden eyes at you.” Stupid werewolf.” Scott offers you a scoup you accept with narrowed eyes.

“I knew you lied” stiles come from behind you shaking his head “I forgot to pick up my ass.” He imitates your voice poorly making you kick him in the butt he swats your leg finding not a spoon but ladle you and scott protest at that throwing both yourself over the bowl.

Mason glance at derek as the three of you fight in the kitchen, the latter is gazing at the table. The doorbell rings and derek walks over to open it, the indifferent look for peter presence is derek’s default setting but the frown was formed because of the three people accompanying his not so dear uncle, the Salvatore brothers and elena along with Caroline and bonnie.

“Good morning nephew, is my pupil awake?” Peter chippy voice already giving him headache, derek steps aside to let bonnie in though peter takes up on invitation for himself, bonnie follow in after and elena.

Bonnie invites the rest in mason stands up seeing them, damon glare at him he speeds towards the man only to get thrown to the wall as red blast hits him.

Peter playfully winces at that waving at you when you step inside the dining room with stiles and scott.

“Does your sister her little friends’ know that she’s protecting the bad guy, bonnie.” Damon taunts standing up shaking off.

“Last time I checked it was you committing murder and arson.” You snap back, your eyes find bonnie “Did you know he was going to Mason, before you helped him?”

Bonnie looks stunned “What?”

“it’s true, he was going to rip Mason’s heart out.” Scott speak up “I couldn’t let that happen.” Bonnie looks crushed at that, realizing that unknowingly she was being used to kill another person.”

Stiles and derek glance at you see how your posture and eyes narrowing deadly at the elder Salvatore brother, you seem to lost in trance eyes void of the warmth and softness that you had earlier, a look that was familiar but not a good reminder. Peter seems to catch on that to as derek feel peter stiffen slightly.

You can see the victims of damon and their cries echoes in your head, their pain, fear, hopelessness and pure terrified realization of their inevitable death is screaming at you, calling out for you to silence their suffering, to end their torment, to…. end their tormenter.

Stiles clap his hand making you blink as he nervously stands in the middle “I have a feeling no one wants to die and we all like to keep our insides inside right.” He turns to you see you blink few times he motions scott to watch you.

Scott lay his hand on your shoulder as derek walks over the two of you.

“Mason here also don’t want that” stiles continue turning back to them “he was being lied and used by Katherine, just like you guys. We can help each other; no one have to get hurt.” He points upstairs “I have something to show you guys, come on.”

Stiles glance at you and scott, derek and peter remain with you while the rest follow stiles, he brings them to the study room, book and paper scattered everywhere, laptops buzzing and tons of cans and coffee cup here and there.

“Alright, I’m gonna tell you one time then question later” Stile inhales deeply moving towards the broad with writing, he glance at group with faux enthusiasm before starting, he starts from the moonstone, the origin, use, myths related, then to doppelganger, which made everyone fill with question though stiles shut it down until he was completed speaking fully.

Downstairs

“You alright?” scott ask you making you frown.

“Yeah, why do you ask?”

Peter leans over to look at your eyes “because you seemed so far in your head.” He taps on your temple.

You swat his hand away “I’m fine.” Looking upstairs “Stiles is with them.”

“He’s doing fine.” Scott comforts saying your name “You sure you are alright?” you nod disappearing into smoke of red leaving them stunned.

“I didn’t know she can do that.” Peter muses.

“Yeah, neither did we.” Derek says rushing up the stairs to see you stand by the door and walking inside, he follows you close hearing scott and peter behind him.

Stiles gives you comforting glance as you stand by the door he turns to the crowd “Any questions?”

“What is again a doppelganger?” bonnie ask first glancing at elena “Is she not a human?”

Stiles hums thinking “Well, not human like I am, but she is human it’s just her existence is serve larger purpose for rituals, doppelganger blood carry more magic components than humans.”

“That’s why she hasn’t killed elena yet?” stefan ponder stiles nod at that, Bonnie take look around the manuscript that laying around flipping through the pages.

“So, I am not just descended of Katherine Pierce, but also the first Immortal woman?” elena sounds sceptical but the events that’s happened so far in her life is anything but ordinary.

“That’s is correct.”

“it’s like rare gene in family line that appears every thousand years apart sort of deal.” Stiles explain further crouching down to gather the books one by one to clean up the room.

“That’s all you know?” damon asks looking between you and stiles with look that screamed he doesn’t fully trust the two you.

“Yep” stiles say curt and popping the ‘p’, he set the books down on the table they stand around “if you want to know more you should go to Katherine, since she has been playing you all.” He slams his hand on the stack of the book lightly.

He turns to them “if you need any further help” he walks over to you throwing his hand over your shoulder “Please hesitate to reach us.”

Peter slap on stiles arm “Don’t be rude kid, if anything interesting comes up. Please call me.” He gestures all of you. “We all will help you.”

You and stiles lean away to give side at the male who is overly excited about the proposition he just made stiles lean down to your ear “Overly excited middle age man is creepy as hell.” Scott nod at that like a muscle memory.

Damon, scoff they had gone to Hale house thinking scott might have taken Mason there but when peter opened the door saying there is no one here the man himself told them scott would have run to your house with injured Mason and he was keen on helping them even after learning that damon has been torturing a werewolf.

“Last time I checked, your stary pup took my kill.” The murderous glint in Damon’s eyes darken his cold iris.

“Damon” stefan voice rung tiredly and pleadingly for his brother to calm down. Derek glance at the pinched cease of your brow, then to Mason, who had been standing behind the group for his own safety by the window.

“He doesn’t know what this Katherine wants, he’s stupid and innocent.” Derek speak up from the doorway standing adjacent from you and stiles with scott beside him. “And now he’s with us, I suggest you don’t try anything.” His words were firm and final.

There was tense silence that followed, mainly because derek has been an enigma for them, unlike peter who they know that he is now retried homicidal maniac. damon sees glimpse of himself in peter. the latter didn’t hide who he was he was prideful and arrogant of his actions just like Damon. recklessness and darkness wrapped under quick humour though peter himself knows that he’s superior to Damon, Scott on the other hand shows irritating moral scale the bends but never broke fully, as it is clear in his conviction that he still believes everyone is worth saving and deserve a chance. Stiles is no mean any threat to them at all, purely on the basis of physical and supernatural measure but he is clearly useful, sarcastic quip and sharp mind and his knows when to back down and when to fight back. And you…. you were too similar like your sister yet much far worse…more stubborn and blatantly and more vicious without holding back your obvious dislike to him and damon can see that your dislike isn’t just towards him but towards your sisters’ friends also.

Derek, had always been an enigma from the start, he wasn’t loud on his threat like damon, nor was he cunning as peter, but that’s doesn’t mean he wasn’t a someone meant to be dismissed even as natural predator to vampire, derek didn’t sought out them even after they crossed the line derek’ resistant isn’t just his patience but a deliberative choice as if he’s waiting for right time, he is not arrogant but his indifference to almost to everyone yet it made no sense as he is alpha of very peculiar pack. It doesn’t seem like a mask either, it who he is, blunt and dismissive unapologetically himself.

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