Transitioning Into The Unknown [Book 2]

Into My MIND

Notes:

I broke 100 pages for this story. Like 12 font and not double spaced, that's new. Probably the first story to do that for me. Series obviously not included.

Also this story alone already has 35,000 words, WHAT! I'm just lowkey shocked at my own brain.

Anyway please enjoy this chapter:

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Peter's POV:

After waiting another day, and Stiles still not waking up. I hear a car stop in front of the house, I don't think anything of it until I hear feet walking up the driveway, and then I hear the knock. From the distinct click of her heels, I already knew it was Lydia.

"Lydia," I said in greeting as I opened the door.

She just glared, still not over the whole haunting her thing. She should let it go already, it's so old news. I step back and let her in and close the door behind her. She just drops her bag on the floor and walks into the living room instantly spotting Stiles. She runs into the room, not noticing Klaus who was still here. I assumed he had, you know, other things to do, but apparently this was too interesting to pass up, his words not mine. I walked into the living room after her, watching Klaus study her, I think he thinks she's a witch, I'm not gonna correct him.

"What happened to him?" She asks not looking away from Stiles' face.

"A witch tried to do something to him, and it backfired because the witch was stupid. And now he's not waking." I said as Klaus chuckled because of my explanation.

Lydia's head snapped up,

"Who are you?" She asked Klaus but looked at me.

"My name is Klaus, love. I assume your Lydia, pleasure." He says smirking at Lydia's annoyed face.

Lydia just shakes her head,

"Only Stiles could leave Beacon Hills, and get into more trouble."

She sighs, I hmm in agreement because sadly he's a trouble magnet.

"Okay, how are we waking him?" She asks composing herself and sitting straight on the couch next to Stiles.

"Well remember the last time you went in his head?" I asked as she grimaced,

"Well that, again."

Lydia nodded,

"It has nothing to do with... that... does it."

She said censoring herself, to the annoyance of Klaus, who obviously realized he wasn't privy to something.

"Well, I'd like to say no, but don't worry Stiles' is himself, you'll see when we go in." I tell her as I move to sit Stiles up.

Once he's sitting and Lydia is sitting next to him. I look to Klaus,

"Don't let anyone, disturb us if you'll be watching. We know what we're doing."

Lydia just laughed,

"Peter doesn't try to fool anyone, we never know what we're doing, but let's get this over with already. So I can yell at Stiles for not answering my calls." She says as she pulls her hair forward to expose her neck.

I just sigh and get behind them. I pop my claws and look at Klaus one last time before I stick it in both their necks and I feel my eyes burn as I struggle a bit, I close my eyes and soon darkness.

Stiles POV:

I've been sitting in my room, for a while now. I know somethings weird because I'm sitting in my room from Beacon Hills and I know for a fact I'm not in Beacon Hills anymore. I can't see much though it is really dark, I can't even see the light switch. But I definitely know I'm not alone in my room. I can see the two sets of glowing eyes. Respectively the purple and yellow eyes of my fox and my wolf. I can vaguely see the wolf but not so much the fox, no, just it's eyes.