Peter Hale (
sassiopath) wrote2015-07-25 10:01 pm
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Life changes desperately
Peter knew the world changed, and he had been changing with it. This time though it had turned completely upside down and inside out. Not just for himself, but for most of the town.
Including Lydia and Stilinski.
With that Peter had learned two things. Whatever he had felt for the Martin girl after nesting in her mind was gone, and he had to prepare Stiles in case the next big bad thought he would make a decent vessel.
Of course, that meant convincing Stiles he was there to help, and to get the boy to listen to him. Someone had to protect him before he was actually the deadly supernatural being he could be.
So he set out looking for him, heading for the Stilinski house, using dusk to stay under the radar and hoping he didn't have a run in with someone looking to stab him with something sharp and pointy.
Including Lydia and Stilinski.
With that Peter had learned two things. Whatever he had felt for the Martin girl after nesting in her mind was gone, and he had to prepare Stiles in case the next big bad thought he would make a decent vessel.
Of course, that meant convincing Stiles he was there to help, and to get the boy to listen to him. Someone had to protect him before he was actually the deadly supernatural being he could be.
So he set out looking for him, heading for the Stilinski house, using dusk to stay under the radar and hoping he didn't have a run in with someone looking to stab him with something sharp and pointy.
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The FBI is in on it, and he'd never thought he'd be happy for Scott's asshole father before now. While his dad knows about the supernatural now and everything, he hates that he's become an even bigger burden to all of them. With Allison and Aiden, he's surprised that he's still actually living really. That Isaac or Ethan or someone else - Lydia maybe or even Scott hasn't poisoned him or just conveniently severed his brake lines. He wasn't good enough to keep Erica and Boyd alive, wasn't good enough to keep the parents from getting caught, wasn't good enough to keep the nogitsune from doing whatever the hell it wanted with him.
So he's curled up in his bed, trying to sleep or just be still and silent. Staying out of trouble, so he's not anymore of a burden than he already is just by breathing.
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