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Cosmic Chaos

Chapter 30

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Came back from death seemingly with no change to the naked eye all while standing at the edge of a firece sea strom and endless nothing. Allison confession and regret and bonnies heartache melting by your reassurance. Grams emphasizes that their trio—human, werewolf, and celestial witch—will make history .Fleeting happiness comes as night guest sharing soft tender kiss with Issac and unexpected grumpy wolf to share your thoughts.

You walk inside, closing the door behind you. Pausing at the window, you glance outside—and as you expected, Derek is there, watching. The moment he sees you, his stance relaxes. He lingers for a few moments before vanishing into the night

“Wow nephew must be so worried? And you got a new boy toy and you didn’t even tell me.” Peter says sitting on your bed with faux hurt look on his cocky face.

Closing the window you silently walking back to your bed intend to not give the attention to your new roommate.

“I thought we were closer than this?” peter turns towards you watching you as you get comfortable under your bedsheet. “Are you on your nonverbal moods, well I have something you might wanna hear about.”

You pause, at that sitting up straight at slight seriousness in his voice “You know the vampires they killed a girl last night?”

“What?” your eye widens scotting closer to him “Who died?” you quickly take your phone beside you sending frantic texts to all your friends Haley, Lydia, Allison, even the girls you were once acquainted with.

“Someone named Viki? Yeah Viki” peter leans back against the wall, sighing

“Vicki Donovan?” you stop texting turning to peter confused and worried “How?”

Peter eyes glisten with mischievous “Oh the drama that vent down, she was turned by the damon, love that guy, but he is bit full of himself.” You raise your brow at that “So she tired to bite this melena.”

“Elena”

“Yeah, that one. So, she tried to bite her brother and then tried to kill the girl and the two vampires killed the girl, a stake through her heart really cliché. But whatever right.” he says so freely for a moment you feel like this is prank but you see no reason for him to do so.

“What?” peter frown at your question sitting dumbly at head of the bed. “I mean how did you know?”

“Because I’m dead, and dead people can see another dead especially supernatural beings.” He answers.

You look around you “is she here?”

He rolls his eyes “No.”

“How many people have died actually now?”

Peter shrugs “three or four, I didn’t count.” Peter doesn’t comment on your side eye. “Anyway, are you really going to be associated with the Argents.?”

“Peter-.”

“No, I wanna know are you stupid or acting like one. You know what the Argents did 11 of us died including humans because of them.” the edge in his voice starts to gets high his jaw clenching and unclenching.

“Because of kate Argent, not because Chris, not Allison. You heard him he didn’t know.”

Peter scoffs “Well apple doesn’t fall far from tree, is it?” you sigh before scotting closer to him sitting beside him you give him a moment to clam as clam he can be before speaking.

“I…me saying sorry doesn’t change anything or ease what you had gone through or bring back the years you lost, your family that you lost. How you spend all those days I can’t even imagine what I would do. You did what right in your eyes though killing your niece wasn’t a good idea but you did all for vengeance and you had your vengeance you killed those who was involved in that,

“I still have to kill your teacher Harris, ask derek to do that.”

You closed your eyes for a moment, telling yourself to calm down and not punch him in the face “and your resentment against the Argent is reasonable but you can’t expect me to do the same and Allison and Chris Argent are innocent.”

You turn to look at him seeing already looking at you search his eyes and face seeing that he still intends to listen you “And for the sake of scott and derek, a proper talk with them is long overdue. I am not asking you be all buddy buddy with them, just don’t tear their throat. A war only bleeds another war and frankly I’m really tired of all this, I don’t want any of my friends or family get hurt.”

You glance at him again “I’m not asking you to forgive and forget, just please try not kill each other, when I bring you back.” You channel your inner sam Winchester puppy eyes.

That if you can

Peter cold eyes doesn’t flinch at your earnest pleading look you’re giving him; he exhales before nodding silently you sigh in relief falling back on your bed “Now I need to figure out how the hell I would do that.” You whine into your pillow peter look amused at shift standing up letting you get comfortable on your bed he walks towards the head of the bed glancing down at you despite the grin on his face something akin to softens linger on his face.

“No need to worry, your pretty little head. I’ll guide you.” you look up at him in confusion “Go sleep. Be ready tomorrow morning.”

“Whatever.” You grumble closing your eyes before you knew it, you’re out like light Peter sigh taking the blanket he lay it over you tucking you in.

The next morning you get your wound redressed by melissa by yourself, stiles and scott wanted to stay home with you today but you didn’t want them to miss the class. And it’s not like you’re alone Peter pops up every now and then he’s been pissed off since you said no to his plan that involved getting your friends hurt now you don’t know where he is.

That doesn’t mean you’re alone either because derek calls you from his new number saying he’s near, along with hundred questions of why you were at Mellissa and where is the two idiots in his words you switch put him on mute when started to get demanding who does he think he is before walking towards the Argents.

Derek almost wants bang his head against the tree as he watched you switch your phone to silent ignoring his call with side eye but he can’t risk anyone seeing him out in public. So, he settles into but the self-preservation gets thrown out the window when he realizes you’re walking towards the Argents house.

Before you can reach the house gate, derek pulls you back “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”

“Good morning to you, and also why the hell are you so demanding?” you rip his hands of you smoothing down your dress and fixing your hair. “I know I said we would be friends but be demanding like this I will shove mountain ash down your throat and your ass.” You check your wound dressing he pulled you a little to hard.

Derek sense the pure irritation sweeps through your natural scent he frowns at your words and guilt creeping inside as you fix your dressing. “I’m sorry.” He mutters “but can you tell why are you here?”

You cross your arms, looking him up and down. His voice is calmer now—no longer demanding, but filled with worry “Allison’s dad said he wanted to talk to me.”

“Why?” he cast a suspicious look at the house before looking at you again “Why can’t they come to your house or at the grills or something?”

“I came on my own violation, she didn’t say I must come to her. they might be afraid of grams or something. chill for second.” You open the gate but derek close it.

“You can’t go alone.” You sigh in annoyance.

“Wait here, then.” You try to open again but he doesn’t budge “Now what?” he fixes you with hardened look.

Chris Argent was expecting to meet up with you and apologies on the behalf of his now dead sister whose funeral will be held tomorrow as they wait for the arrival of his father. But he wasn’t expecting you show up at his doorstep especially with derek Hale on your toe.

“I tried to lose him, but it didn’t work.” That’s the first thing you say before greeting him. he opens the door for the two of you. “I’m sorry for coming unannounced but I just wanna get this over with before I go back to school.”

Chris wave off “No need to apologies, I should have visited you sooner Allison said she talked with you.” he pulls a chair for you to sit before opening the fridge taking out cranberry juice bottle pouring you a glass Derek’s eyes follow him all his move making you sigh inside at least they aren’t threatening each other.

Before you can take the juice derek takes it sniffing it looking awfully suspicious at the drink and Chirs “He’s still learning basic manners…...” you glance at Chris embarrassed “he’s very slow learner.” “But yeah, we talked, we are good.”

“I don’t blame him” Chris lean against the counter “I know sorry doesn’t cut it, but I’m terribly sorry for what my sister did. What my daughter did.”

“It wasn’t her fault, it happened. We are good now Mr. argent.” You offer him a smile “You don’t need to worry.”

He nods “still I wanted apologies on their behalf, how is the wound healing?”

You look at your wound area “It healing well actually. Scott’s mom basically appointed herself as my personal nurse.”

“Good.”

“Mr. Argent”

“You can call me Chris.” He cut you off

“Yeah…you’re not going to hurt Scott or derek right?” you slowly voiced your concern making derek and Chris look at you and each other.

He stands straight “We…we go by code” he says you name with sincerity “We don’t hunt innocent creatures, and I didn’t realize that someone in this family would go behind my back and break the code.” Derek scoff at that making you slightly kick him in the shin.

Chris looks at derek “and it cost you all your family. I’m sorry it happened to your family. I didn’t know my sister would do that.”

Derek’s jaw clenches he feels tug on his shirt looking down he sees your pleading eyes, he exhales “I’ll be outside.” With that he leaves.

“I understand” Chris says to you, nodding you stands up “I would offer ride to home, but I don’t think he will like that.”

“Yeah.”

“it’s good to see you up and awake.” Chris says walking you out.

You pause by the door “I’m sorry for your loss, Chirs. I really wish yesterday didn’t went down like way it did.”

Though he did a pretty good job at keeping his emotions at bay his eyes held trace of grieving in them, you were sure even though the truth of his sister’s betrayal and cruelty made him change in few on his sister, it was still his sister at the end of the day and he is grieving his sister in his own way.

“Yeah, me too.”

You linger around “What is it?” Chris questions

“I know you have way of covering up everything, but the sheriff knows who’s behind the fire.” You answer “You can’t cover up this, it won’t be fair to those who were murdered in the fire.” The words didn’t come out biting but rather clam and pleading, Chris nods.

"I won’t let my family repeat the same mistakes," Chris said, jaw tight. "No more senseless bloodshed."

The leaves crunch under your boot, the weather pleasant with cool breeze and its not too hot right now, you and derek have been walking around the wood for few minutes until the two of you reach his home.

“So, being an alpha how is it?”

Derek shrugs “empowering.”

“Right.” you nod looking around derek turns to you, you been awfully silent throughout the walk and you accompanied for what reason he doesn’t know it not like you’re keeping eye on him it was his do list.

“What’s going on?” he finally asks sensing something there is you want to say but you’re hesitating.

You gaze up to confused “What?” “nothing” you walk pass him inside the house looking around the destroyed house.

“You been quiet, which is very unlike you.” he prods following you.

“For your information, I’m a quite person in reality. you just make me bring out my crazy side.” You shrug, behind you a grin tugs on his lips his eyes following your figure until he picks up your distress in your scent.

“I find it hard to believe.” He gently pulls you before you walk inside the house “Tell me what’s going on.” You hesitate for moment his eyes trace the exhaustion on your face now being visible.

You sit on stair “I’m seeing peter.”

“What?” he frowns walking closer his arms crossed.

You nod playing with your fingers “He was in my head when I was in hospital, still he is. I see him, he talks to him.”

“What do you mean he’s in your head.?” confusion evident in his voice.

You heave a sigh “He’s somehow latched on to me. I’m his backup plan to come back to life, he even has plan in which I knock you out during one full moon perform a ritual using your blood bring peter back.”

Derek doesn’t know what to say but he knows his uncle would go in to such length keep his neck unscratched. But you somehow getting caught in that web.

“Is that why you came now?” he looks at you warily his stance rigid.

You look at him offended “No, I wanted to tell you all this. that’s why I came, trust me if I wanted beat your ass, I would’ve done it a lot sooner.”

He nods he goes sit down next you making you scoot away rolling his eyes at your pettiness he doesn’t say anything about it “What makes him so sure about that you can do it?” derek feel like today’s not his best says as you throw him another deeply offended glance and side eye. “I mean you’re still learning, right?”

You scoff “right.” you wrap your hands around your knees “but he seems so sure I can do it. say stuff like he knows that I can, and that he knows about my power more than me and he’s right about that.”

He glances at your face more perplexed “What do you mean?”

“Well, you can say he pulled me out my own personal hell.” You let a laugh that lacked any humor making. Derek waits patiently beside you.

“I been having these dreams or vison sort of thing about a woman, her life, her pain and suffering every time.” derek eyes catches how your hands tremble, you move your hands around to hide it.

There are tears on your water line “and it’s not just I’m seeing these things, but I was living it night and night again. I felt her happiness, her joy but I also felt the anguish, her grief. Her parents, her brother, lover, kids, her friends, everyone she lost i feel it all.”

Your voice starts to get broken “I felt it all and it was awful.” Your chest starts to heave “I couldn’t figure out what is wrong with me. And so much going on I didn’t know what to do. And I started to stay up and it helped. But when I was at hospital it all came rushing ten folded.”

You inhale running your hands through your hair “But peter saved me somehow, he said I have to bring him back from death.”

Derek sits silent for a moment he isn’t familiar with consoling people, is that what he should he do or should he ask questions? He’s brightest when it comes to dealing with others in distress.

“How long has been going on? Do you still see her? did you sleep last night? Who was she?” derek asks maybe he should’ve kept his mouth shut he thinks to himself.

though he fired multiple questions all at once his voice was low almost like a whisper, he fears if he asks any louder you wouldn’t tell what you been experiencing, he’s trying so hard not shake you and get answers of what’s causing you this much distress.

“Shouldn’t we focus on where I said we bring back peter to life.”

Derek shakes his head “No, tell what happened to you.” you chuckle at his honest quick answer.

“If you don’t think I’m crazy this might certainly change your perspective.” Derek eyes bore into yours for answers. “Her name is Wanda, Wanda Maximoff. She is me, a version of me that exist in another universe."

Derek, as part of supernatural being knew that the world and life that he is living goes beyond him to few months ago, he thought vampires were wiped out but there are vampires left and right and new ones popping day by day, so it not really a farfetched idea that there are other worlds universes like his exists.

His face remains unchanged as he only asks another question “Do you still hear her screams?”

You shake your head “No, its all silent now but I do see her sometimes here and there but she helps me.”

“She does? How?” you’re quick to stand up patting off the dust in your dress “What are you up to?”

“Just you wait.” You flex your hands the red mist foaming a large orb soon you throw a blast at the side making derek jump on his feet soon the area you hit starts become new you conjure up more and more you let the glow branch out reach around nook and crane of the house and soon the charted house starts to reshape, remold and rebuild itself into unscratched and unscraped brand new house.

You pants hunched down catching your breath as rest of the mist sweep back inside you “How do you like the new look?” you ask the start struck derek who taken his home, now its truly his home. “Its not entirely fixed” you wheeze out seeing the celling taking longer to change but it’s a progress. “Didn’t knew I could pull it off actually.” You confess feeling contented.

“She taught you this?” he gulps touch walls fearing it will fade but it doesn’t he press him palm firmly on it.

You nod happily “Among other things yes.” “So, what’s your thought on bringing him back.” You ask nervously.

"We’ll find another way," Derek said firmly. "You’re not his puppet, and I won’t let him use you."

You frown at that letting your hands fall limply on your side “if it’s not me it will be someone else. Peter chose me instead of Lydia because he knew I could do it faster. He said I have abilities I haven't even begun to understand. And he's right."

“Why would you do that? After everything he had done, to you, your friends.” He scowls at you with his squinted eyes.

You look at annoyed “He knows more about my power, I don’t know what he saw but whatever it is he’s been helping, teaching me and…...I need to learn, everyone will around me will soon die.” You said so simply and defeatedly as if you already know it’s the truth. “And I have to stop it, I have to learn or…or I’ll become.” Derek takes hold of your shoulders halting your ranting whispering your name with softness you didn’t know he had neither he.

“Whatever you saw it’s not the real, it was just a dream, no one’s going to die.” He locks his eyes with yours. You shake your head at him.

“No, you don’t understand, only he can help me. I already lost so much in another life time and it came back haunting me. if I let it repeat, I would lose everything all over again. I can’t do that…. it’s not a dream. I saw what happened to her. I saw grams…. i saw grams dying and I couldn’t do anything…grams.” derek wipe your tears that’s falling he thinks you don’t even realize that you had started to sniffle and then full-on sobbing in his arms right now, and it scares him that you saw something that made you shake this much in his hold that you don’t have sense of yourself.

Cradling your head he brings you closer to him, wrapping his one hands around your back while other cradle your head shushing you as you sob into his chest, pushing your face on his chest to hide your tears your hands wrap around his back holding on to dear life.

Just then his vision gets blurred he sees visions, images of Grams death, bonnie waling pierce his ears, he sees her shaking screaming at her grams to open her eyes. He can feel waves of grief pulling him down his hands shaking, bonnie turns to him yelling your name. he turns to mirror on the wall only to see a scared tear stained you looking back.

Derek stumble back his hands tighten around you, his breathes are rapid, heart beating out his chest. He stands straight propping you up as well. He gets more anxious when your head fall back you falling limp in his arms that bring back an ill feeling.

He becomes even more disturbed when he catches the glimpse of peter standing few feet away his eyes fixed on your slumped figure in his hands ,they lock eyes for a second but he fades away just as quickly.

He sighs and takes you in his arms, careful not to let your head hung back he adjust that your head is laying on his chest, walking to his room for a moment he forgot that you just magically rebuild his house he was worried he might have to set you down on the dirty floor to making something comfortable lay you down, but now walking into his new room with perfect painted and painted and decorated room give him whiplash.

He set you down on his bed gently and making sure your hands aren’t in odd angle take off your boot he pulls the blanket over you. His eyes catch stray tear on your cheeks, gently as he could he wipe it away, in fear of waking you up he tucks your fallen hair away from your face.

He cast you one last glance before closing the door behind him first things first there is something really troubling you and cunning as ever Peter seems to know more about what you going through. The first solution he though would be calling any hunter or priest to condemn peter eternity in hell but knowing, he might just crawl out.

Walking downstairs, he finds your phone laying on last step he takes it and there are couple of texts from your friends most of them being from stiles and one name that he’s now all too familiar for him.

A question lingers in his mind what did he saw? Was it a vision of future or something that peter made up to manipulate you?

But the pain felt too real to brush it off.

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