•••~♾Savior♾•••~Kol Mikaelson/Stiles Stilinski~•••

Chapter 4

The clinic was quiet during the night and while I may be one for quiet, this type of quiet was setting my nerves on edge.

I sighed when I heard my old family tried to sneak back in, they were being way louder than they needed to be, I sped to the front desk and shushed them.

"What the bloody hell are you doing here?" I snapped and Bex sighed and pulled her hopeful face.

"We thought we could help, I know you don't trust us...and you have every reason not to, but we were your family first and..." She paused and looked as if she wanted to say something, but was hesitating.

"Well, that's the reason we wanted to help, we wanted to help, because regardless, you may not consider us your family..." Lijah stepped up and spoke for Bekah, then paused himself. I sighed in annoyance and gave Nik a look to get him finish it along.

"You'll always be our brother, that's why we wanted to help, mainly-"

"Niklaus!" I squinted slightly and quickly opened the little door, son of a bitch that burns.

"No time for arguing I have a werewolf to stop." With that I sped back to the operation room and immediately ran into Derek, whom stumbled back in confusion.

"Be careful, he's not-"

"Shh...I know what I'm doing. Derek, I know you're confused and scared, I know you want to find you're family-" I groaned and pushed Derek back to stop him from running off.

"Kol...you might want to hold him tighter than that."

"Why would I-" the next thing I know I'm on the floor and a werewolf bite is now residing on my hip, with Derek nowhere to be seen. "Oh, you've got to be bloody joking."

"Nik went after him." I groaned and stood up, embarrassingly with the help of Bekah.

"Are you okay?" Lydia asked and I moved to the table.

"Well, I was just defeated by a werewolf whom thought it was also a good idea to bite me." I told her as I pulled off my jacket and then my shirt, I was immediately handed a work shirt, long sleeved and grey, by Alan.

"What?! Are you dying-"

"The boy got himself sent to the station, an officer tazered him." I sighed and drank the blood my brother placed in a cup.

"Well, looks like I have to play with fire." Everyone looked at me weirdly, but I shrugged and pulled my jacket back on. As I went to leave Rebekah took hold of my arm.

"I'm sure the baby wolf can handle him...but are you interested in getting you're magic back?" I stopped and looked at Bekah like she'd lost a second head.

"If it was possible I would be-"

"It is possible, you'll have to be half human, but it's possible." I spun to face Alan.

"How?" I pretty sure my voice cracked, so I cleared my throat to cover it up.

"It'll take a couple hours and you'll barely notice the change, not until you need to..." He started and pulled out a syringe filled with what looks like blood.

"In other words unless you know what magic feels like, you won't know until you have...to defend yourself." Was the last thing I heard as Alan stabbed the syringe into my neck and I passed out.

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"Ow... Alan Deaton, you have some explaining to do." I growled as I sat up from the table.

"Sorry, I know you don't like being put out like that, but it was the only way I could make sure you didn't try to kill me right after." Bekah rubbed my shoulder and I froze for a second, she felt dead...I gasped as I felt a wave of power flow through me.

"What? What is it?" I took my pendant off and said a quick spell, then watched as an orange glow flowed from the pendant to my hands and I felt even more power flow through me.

Every door in sight flew open and I smirked, speeding to the door proved I was still a vampire. I turned back to the other four in the room with a confident grin, my siblings followed suit, they knew.

"Relax, Darling...cause I'm back and stronger than ever."

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I smirked when I found the boys, Stiles and Scott were talking about Derek in a separate room from Derek with, I assume Stiles' father, Derek was sitting on a chair waiting to be dealt with.

I shrugged and walked over to the door, then raised my hand to knock.

"You said you could help me find my family." I turned to Derek who had a hopeful look and sighed.

"Do you want me to lie? Because I can do that." Derek shook his head and I moved to sit next to him. "They're gone, Derek, they're dead." Where, swimming in the fountain of youth?! I ignored that and continued to talk to Derek.

"So, you can't help me?" It was more of a statement than a question, but I answered anyway. No, we found him buried in a tomb of wolfsbane, in an Aztec temple in Mexico underneath a church in middle a town, that was destroyed by an earthquake. I chuckled in my head at that.

"No, I can, but I have to make absolute one hundred percent sure that you want me to do this."

"How I do I show you I still want my family?" I smiled sadly at the boy, though I have no idea why.

"Take a few days to think about it, then let me know, okay?" He nodded and I stood back up and walked to the door, then knocked on it. A few seconds later the door was opened and I was pulled into the room, the door slammed shut behind me.

"Who are you?" I looked to Stiles with a 'really?' look and he shrugged, I sighed and placed a polite smile on my face.

"I'm Kol Mikaelson, it's a pleasure meet you, Sheriff." I greeted and let him shake my hand, the man smiled and shook his head.

"Please, call me, Noah, and uh how old are you?"

"17....I think." He gave me a confused look and I sent a questioning look to Stiles.

"It's your secret...not mine." I grinned at that, then nodded.

"It's easier if I show you." I said, when Noah nodded, I let out a low growl and my vampire face shone I also produced a fire ball.

"Oh, that's just great, what are you?" I chuckled at him, it's a common reaction if you already know about the supernatural.