Another day came, as there are three things that cannot be hidden forever.
The sun.
The moon.
And the truth.
And the sun just rose on the horizon as Stiles watched it, his eyes red because he didn't sleep and kept crying for a long time. He was still getting used to the fact that his friends abandoned him, that Derek abandoned him, even though there's a slim of hope that they would come to find him, but that hope was slowly dying. "Boss..." Turning around, he sees Taylon coming out of the floor as he floated upwards, his light blue eyes scanning the roof before he smiled gently at Stiles, approaching him and sitting on the ground beside him as they both stared at the sunrise... The coffee shop was a three story tall building, with the shop at the bottom, Stiles' home, and the "attic"- aka Storage Room right above his home.
And right now he and Taylon were on the rooftop with each other, looking at the sunrise that was partially blocked by the other buildings and skyscrapers, but its rays able to hit part of the shop... "I miss them." Stiles whispers slowly, he had no tears left to cry anymore, so all that was left was his sad, cold chuckle, eyes to the dark sky turning light orange and red with the glowing sunrise, his sad smile still on his face. "Tell me about 'em?" Taylon did what he did best, spoke less and listened more, he asked Stiles to tell him about his friends so he could vent and express himselt, maybe if he talk about them, his griefing process would be... Accelerated? He hopes so.
"Well, what you wanna know?" Stiles voice cracked a little bit, but Taylon was smart enough to ignore it and slowly reach out and touch his shoulder in a comforting manner. "Whatever you want to share." His words were simple, his voice was calm, he provided the stability Stiles needed and was handsome... Maybe he would fall for the Poltergeinst? Heh, who is he kidding, his heart and head can't stop thinking about Derek even though he hurt him so bad when he left him alone to deal with the nightmares... With the darkness that he knows still is inside of him, he just hopes he can control it this time. "Well... There's Jackson, or how i like to call him, Jackass. He's an asshole, likes to brag, humiliate, and kick the shit out of people... But is so gentle, so compassionate, so good to those who are crying and lost... He held me while i had my first panic attack after the-..."
Stiles stopped, swallowed his words, and sighed a shaky breath. "After the Nogitsune... After that demon possesed me, and made me kill so many people..." Taylon's hand tightened on Stiles' shoulder, he was trying to show him support to him without talking, but Stiles could speak every language, so the language of silence was one of them... What people want to say when they don't say anything and stay quiet, a simple gesture (Like raising eyebrows), a simple movent, a simple sound that can convey more than you think... That's how he would also be able to speak other non-verbal supernatural languages as well. "He held me while i cried and hyperventilated, he didn't know what to do, so he called... Derek..." Another voice crack as Stiles spoke his name out loud, as his eyes looked directly at the sun- Heh, he sure was an Icarus, he flew too close to the thought that maybe there could he something between them, and when there wasn't, he fell.
"Derek was someone i loved. We saved each other's life so many times that i thought-" his voice cracked, he had to stop there as he took a second before continuing: "I thought maybe our bond was stronger than that but- He just left. And with him, everyone else that loved me and supported me... Scott blamed me for Allison leaving after I almost killed her, she was lucky Lydia found her lying on the floor and was able to bring her back just like she did with Jackson. Oh, Scott was my best friend, keyword: Was." Stiles placed his head between his legs as tears threatened to leave his tired and dry eyes once again. "He was my best friend, he was someone I could count on, but after he gog bitten by a Werewolf, by Peter- Sorry, after he got bitten by Peter Hale, he changed. I don't really know when our friendship died, but i can remember the process of it dying, i still wish i could've saved it you know? Saved that dying friendship... He was my brother, but after he said those awful words- blaming me for something I couldn't control, blaming the victim that i was- that I still am- He... No longer was someone i trusted or loved."
He noticed how easy it felt to call Peter with his surname as well, it felt like there was a distance in them, something he needed. "Then there was Erica Reyes, Vernon Boyd, and Isaac Lahey, these three were Derek Hale's Betas, they were great friends, Erica Reyes liked to call me Batman while i called her Catwoman, we were great friends... Vernon Boyd was quiet but gentle, always there when you needed him, and like you he spoke less and just heard more i guess, he was calming in a great way. Isaac Lahey was a sweet boy, fragile, but sweet as hell- He liked to be hugged after he found out how hugs feel like, he was abused by his dad a lot so his self-esteem was really bad, it took me a long time calling him cute to actually make him think of himself as cute."
Taylon smiled as Stiles kept talking. Malia Hale, Kira Yukimura, Allison Argent, Lydia Martins, Peter Hale, Cora Hale... He kept talking about his life, his dad, his mom, and even his family in Poland. By the time he finished talking, he felt better, and the sun was up in the sky- meaning the shop was opening soon. "This was great... Thank you, Taylon." Stiles rested his head on Taylon's shoulder as they both turned transparent and slid down, phasing through the rooftop and down to Stiles' home. He took another bath and wore his work clothes, that were basically plain white with a black tie, because he felt like wearing a tie today. Maybe a mask? Huh, not a bad idea... He searched through his [Inventory] to see if he had a mask, and seeing that no, he hadn't a mask, maybe he should get one?
Or make one... Yeah, that sounds great.
He would make that mask later, now he had a work to do.
"Milord, the coffee shop is opening now." Mortherio bowed as his master looked at the closed doors of the Void Caffee, he tried to expand his mind and send his spiritual self inside the building, but his mind was blocked by the powerful wards that protected this shop. How strong would the magic caster that placed these wards need to be to block even he, Mepheretir Morputis! Oh, he was curious, he truly wanted to meet the one who is responsible for the creation of such powerful- and old, since he can feel the magic is old, really old- wards... He watched as a man, he couldn't tell if he qaa human or something else, came forward and unlocked the door while switching the little hanging sign on the door from [Closed] to [Open]. "Let's see who this... Void, might be..." Mortherio nodded shortly while opening the door to his master.
They were both wearing formal attire, which meant they were both on tuxedos, while Mortherio wore a black tuxedo, his master wore a white tuxedo. While Mortherio's tie was blood red, his master's tie was a light blue tone, together with his ethereal beauty and gentle aura, he was the most eye-catching person to walk in a shop ever. The young man that Mortherio knew as Taylon, because he has been keeping an eye on the shop, listening and gathering information about the owner and the employees. And before you ask, Stiles of course knew about it, wards, remember?
"Welcome to Void Caffee, my name's Oste, would you like a to order something to go or would you like a table?" The polite voice of the little flying creature in front of them made the two Nosferatus look dowk at the creature, a pittle fairy wearing a black little cap while holding a little feather and a piece of parchment, looking straight at them while their little wings flapped like a little hummingbird. "Ah, yes, we would like a table please." Mortherio quickly switched to his gentle and polite persona when seconds ago he was acting like a slave in front of his master, but the little fairy did not want anything to do with this kinky shit, so they ignored it. "Very well, please follow me to table number 7." The little fairy flew slowly towards a table while the two Nosferatus followed them.
"May i enquire about the whereabouts of this establishment's owner?" Mortherio decided to be as polite as he possibly could, he did not want to offend the man, Void, at all.
"Void is busy." The little fairy answer was short but to the point, their little green eyes glowed in a darker shade as they quickly asked: "Would you like the standard menu or the special menu?"
What was Stiles doing? To answer you, he was slashing and cutting down trees!
Moving, angry trees.
"Shit." Stiles narrowly dodged another branch of the [Treant lvl 31] that looked like a very old tree with big branches that moved like hands, trying to hit him on the head, stomach, or chest. But Stiles was of course retaliating, his [Run! Lvl 37] increased his Agility while he was sprinting, and Stiles wanted to take full advantage of his skills, so he decided to be more than just to rely on magic but also on his body, that's why:
[Status]
[Name: Mieczyslaw Stilinski]
[Age: 22]
[Gender: Male]
[Lvl: 35] (+10 Extra Stats Points per Lvl)
[Race: Human (Spark)]
[Class: Wizard lvl 2]
[Wizard: Int MP Multiplier ×10]
[Titles: [He who runs with Wolves], [Spark], [Survivor]
[He who runs with Wolves: You are a human who has run among Werewolves. (+5 to Agility when running alongside Werewolves)]
[Spark: You are a rare spark, a being of pure magic, trapped within a mortal anchor. (+ [Spark Magic])]
[Survivor: You survived something that you shouldn't have, this makes you stronger than ever before (+10 to Endurance and Will when below 50% HP)]
[Apprentice Fae Slayer: Does +10% Damage to all Fae/Fairy Type Creatures]
[Experienced Undead Slayer: Does +30% Damaga to all Undead Type creatures]
[HP: 250/250] (Vit ×5)]
[MP: 1000/1000 (Int ×10)]
[SP: 150/150 (End ×5)]
[Strength: 25] (Physical strength, physical damage)
[Endurance: 30] (Resistance to damage, pain, and physical ailments such as disease and poison)
[Dexterity: 34] (Flexibility and control over your body)
[Agility: 50] (Moviment speed, reaction speed)
[Vitality: 50] (Life force, life span, health)
[Intelligence: 100] (Memorization, gathering of information)
[Wisdom: 50] (Experience, knowing how to use said information)
[Charisma: 50] (Aura, Presence, Beauty)
[Will: 60] (Resistance to Mental ailments such as Confusion and Pain)
[Spirit: 50] (Strength of the soul, ability to sense things beyond human senses)
[Extra Stats Points: 260 (+10 Strength) 250 (+20 Agility) 230 (+20 Vitality) 210 (+10 Dexterity) 200]
[Skill List:
Passive: [Sharpshooting Mastery lvl 12], [Lying lvl 26], [Hand to Hand Combat lvl 14], [Blunt Weapon Mastery lvl 6], [Reading lvl 69], [Research lvl 68], [Mumble lvl 55], [Driving Mastery lvl 13], [Pain Resistance lvl 35], [Physical Damage Resistance lvl 31], [Magical Damage Resistance lvl 29], [Charismatic lvl 29 (Char +50)], [Iron Will lvl 32 (Will +50)], [Magic Manipulation lvl 39], [Elemental Magic Affinity lvl 38 (Int +50)], [Supernatural Senses lvl 27 (Spirit +50)], [Rune Making lvl 42], [Enchanting lvl 35], [Writing lvl 21], [Cooking/Baking lvl 40], [Bladed Weapon Mastery lvl 26], [Sage Wisdom lvl 19 (Wis +50)], [Intimidate lvl 29], [Elemental Damage Resistance lvl 9], [Crafting lvl 30], [Magical Talent lvl 9 (Int +100)], [Superhuman Agility lvl 4 (Agi +50)], [Increased Lifespan (Vit +50)], [Potion Making lvl 40]
Active: [Spark Magic lvl 42], [Run! Lvl 37], [Observe lvl 28], [Summon Fairy lvl 30], [Draining Touch lvl 36], [Ghost Transformation lvl 22], [Mana Shield lvl 12], [Mana Manifestation lvl 13], [Mana Blade lvl 12], [Mana Thread lvl 11], [Spinning Mana Arrow lvl 11]
Class Skills: [Thunder Clap lvl 17], [Telekinesis lvl 18], [Telepathy lvl 19], [Minor Illusion lvl 16], [Magic Missile lvl 19], [Firebolt lvl 6], [Frostbite lvl 7], [Shocking Grasp lvl 5]
Unique: [Gamer Body], [Gamer Mind], [Dungeon Creation/Destruction lvl 10], [Inventory], [Allspeak], [Wizard's Book of Spells]
Dungeons:
[Lvl 1: Fairies], [Lvl 10: Zombies], [Lvl 20: Ghosts], [Lvl 30: Forest]
Inventory:
Loot: [Fairy Wings (259×)], [Fairy Glitter (30×)], [Fairy Hair Brush (10×)], [Long Battle Needle-Sword (3×)], [Zombie Teeth (195×)], [Zombie Flesh 107×)], [Zombie Heart (49×)], [Zombie Core (10×)], Ectoplasm (128×)], [Broken Ghost Core (127×)], [Ghost Essence (32×)], [Pure Ghost Essence (2×)], [Pure Ectoplasm (2×)], [Ghost Core (1×)], [Treant Wood (34×)], [Magical Leaf (4×)], [Brown Mushroom (7×)]
Bought on Shop: [Fairy Seeds (30×)], [Spiral Seeds (30×)], [Gook Seeds (30×)], [Peluny Seeds (30×)], [Burum Seeds (30×)], [Holy Water (10×)], [Zombie Venom (10×)], [Steel Long Sword (1×)], [Dust of Deliciousness (999×)], [Ghost Detector (1×)], [Cursed Mirror (1×)], [Ghost Essense Compactor (2×)], [Ectoplasm Compactor (2×)], [Long Steel Bow (1×)], [Steel Arrow (78×)]
Miscellaneous Items: [Water Bottle (2×)], [Condoms (10×)], [Pan (1×)], [Kitchen Knife (3×)], [Paper Sheet (109×)], [Blue Pen (2×)], [Candle (7×)], [Backpack (1×)], [Headache Medicine Pills (2×)], [Butter (1×)], [Plastic Containers Tupperware (10×)], [Important Notes by Mieczyslaw Stilinski (8×)], [Broken Pen, Poorly Fixed by Mieczyslaw Stilinski (1×)], [Poorly Crafted Red Wool Sweater by Mieczyslaw Stilinski (1×)], [Poorly Crafted Clay Pot by Mieczyslaw Stilinski (5×)], [Special 2.0 Menus by Mieczyslaw Stilinski (99×)], [Standard 2.0 Menus by Mieczyslaw Stilinski (99×)], [Potion of Healing brewed by Mieczyslaw Stilinski (10×)], [Antidote Potion brewed by Mieczyslaw Stilinski (10×)], [Overdrive Potion brewed by Mieczyslaw Stilinski (10×)], [Potion of Fast Digestion brewed by Mieczyslaw Stilinski (10×)], [Potion of Pure Wolfsbane brewed by Mieczyslaw Stilinski (10×)], [Wolfsbane Alcoholic Drink brewed by Mieczyslaw Stilinski (10×)]
Money:
Copper: 07
Silver: 98
Gold: 55
Platinum: 5
Dodging the second branch, Stiles holds the sword on his left hand tighter, the blade glows blue as he uses [Mana Blade lvl 12] on his sword to increase the damage he will do, with his newfound strength, he slashes horizontally at the giant walking tree, the impact explodes the bark of the tree, sending splinters everywhere! Stiles closes his eyes for a second while using his sense of hearing to dodge another branch, he opens his eyes again just in time to see a couple of roots moving like snakes, trying to strike at him, his hand glows blue as a blue shield appears and blocks the strike of the roots. "I need to be faster..." Stiles mutters to himself, his hand glows red as a tiny bolt of fire hits the tree, doing some damage due to his [Elemental Magic Affinity] and [Magic Affinity] increasing the damage he causes when using elemental magic and magic.
"Let's just finish this, i have to go back to the shop." Talking to no one in particular, Stiles focuses for a second and a sea of flames explode around him as his [Spark Magic] comes to life, a raging inferno burns around him as his Will controls it, his Imagination shapes it. Rather quickly, the flames surround the [Treant lvl 31], the creature screeches as the fire burns its very core!
[You've slain lvl 31 Treant]
[Auto-Loot function activated, loot sent to your Inventory]
[Treant Wood (6×)], [Magical Leaf (1×)], [Treant Core (1×)], [Skill Book: Root Strike (1×)]
Stiles hummed at the loot dropped by the tree, it was great. He was curious about the skill book though...
[Root Strike: Uses your roots to strike the target, if no roots are available you can create your own to strike]
Well, a new skill is always welcome.
[You've learned the active skill [Root Strike lvl 1], congratulations]
The world around him shattered as he used his [Dungeon Creation/Destruction lvl 10], he has yet to complete the [Lvl 30: Forest Dungeon] so he still hasn't unlocked the shop of this dungeon, so he doesn't know what he can buy and may be able to add to the special menu of his coffee shop. As soon as Stiles returned, he was back at the kitchen of the coffee shop, his body adjusted to everything around him, the light, the smells, the sensations, everything. He sighed a little tired since running around consumes [SP] after all. "Boss, Boss, come quickly! We fear there will be a problem!" As soon as he adjusted to things around him, Stiles heard the voice of the leader of all Fairies under him, Feiry. "I'll be there..." Stiles quickly put on his black apron and opened the door, leaving the kitchen and entering the shop just to sense several eyes on his person. His face was clearly seen by several people, but it doesn't matter now since they won't remember it, but he'll get a mask just in case.
"So, what is this ruckus about?" Stiles tired voice echoed on the silent shop, he raised his eyes to see four people he recognized as the previous trouble makers he kicked out of his shop one week and one day ago, alongside four other people he didn't recognize at all. So he did what he thought would be best he used [Observe lvl 28]
[Mortherio (Nosferatus)- Lvl 105]
[Amalithia (Vampire)- 65]
[Bartholomew Ergo (Alpha Werewolf)- 57]
[Emerillian Ergo (Druid)- 52]
Alongside some people he couldn't recognize, the man beside Mortherio had what Stiles could only describe as ethereal beauty, his long blond hair reached his hips, his vibrant red eyes and broad shoulder were a sight to look at, but Stiles couldn't help but compare him to Derek and scoff at the thought, his eyes shifted to the two ladies beside Amalithia, but not before using [Observe] on the man:
[??? (Nosferatus)- Lvl 258]
Stiles was impressed, this was the highest level he ever met! Anyway, the two women sitting on the same table as Amalithia were holding hands and looking at him, he could see a faint red aura around the shorter woman while the taller woman had red eyes, it was not difficult to see that they were a Nosferatus and something else, just to be sure he used [Observe] on them as well:
[??? (Nosferatus)- Lvl 180]
[??? (Blood Witch)- Lvl 200]
'Oh, what a surprise. A Blood Witch?' Thought Stiles, due to his inconspicuous research, he found a lot more about the supernatural than he thought he would, and one of such things was about witches and their classification. Depending on what element or source of powerful the witch draws power from, the morr powerful their powers are. A witch that draws power from the stars is a Star Witch, relatively weak when its about magical destructive power, but strong when is about magical utility. A witch draws power from the ground is called an Earth Witch, a witch that draws powerful from the air around is called a Wind Witch, and so forth. But some Witches are harder to find, because to draw power from something, you need to have an affinity to it!
Some forces are rather difficult to find witches that can draw from it, witches that have affinity to it.
Such as Blood, Void, Life, Death, Fate, and Time. You may think that "Oh, but don't witches sacrifice things, killing them and using their blood? Isn't that blood magic? Death magic?" And I'll tell you, no. That's a ritual. Blood Magic is highly connected to life and life energy, blood rituals are a thing, but most of true blood rituals are used to heal and revert ill things... And Death magic, at least true death magic, is much more complex. There are rituals that can be used to cause the death of someone, but the True Magic of Death was lost a long time ago, including the True Magic of Life that was said to be closely tied to True Death Magic, which is not surprising since death and life are two sides of the same coin. The same thing applies to Void, Fate, and Time Magic their "True" counterparts were lost a long time ago...
The last person Stiles looked at was a dark-skinned tall woman, she had a missing eye and a scar on her arm and was not afraid to show it, her confidence showed as she stared Stiles in the eyes for a long time.
[Allana Erebus (Beta Werecoyote)- Lvl 67]
'Huh, higher level than her alpha?' Before you ask how would Stiles know she was part of Ergo's pack, take a second to consider she's fucking standing beside him... And considering how intimately she's holding his hand, and considering the fact that it says (Beta Werecoyote) its safe to assume she's part of his pack, and the higher level can also mean a higher training, which can lead to a number of different possibilities but reading her body language (since that's a language, Stiles can read it), she is tense and ready to attack... As if she takes him as a threat, so he thinks she's his Left Hand.
"Oh. You." Stiles simply says, he wants to test the waters, see what they are up to, and thankfully he has his [Gamer Mind] ready to help him to keep calm, even though he saw it wasn't truly omnipotent, he needs to learn skills to protect his mind... He doesn't want to lose control of his body ever again. "So, you came back to pay the money you owe me?" He looked directly in the eyes of the Druid girl, not bothering looking at the Alpha at all, who seems to be offended by it... 'Making him angry may work at my favor, he may spill out something, but i need more information...' He looked at the two Nosferatus in the eye, the man with the long hair suddenly flashed his eyes and-
[Mental Attack blocked by Gamer Mind]
"Sir, do not use Compulsion in this establishment, or else I'll have to kick you out." His words seemed to shock the stronger Nosferatus, who suddenly starts to laugh loudly, madly, cackling like a insane clown out of a horrpr movie. "Interesting... You are very interesting..." Stiles could hear this man's voice coming from everywhere, it was not physically spoken but rather mentally, he was using a form of [Telepathy] to speak to him because not only once did he see the man's mouth open. "I try my best to be the most interesting person in the room at every second of my life..." His tone was flat and full of sarcasm, his self-preservation instincts were offline because he clearly didn't want to live! Mortherio's face grew red presumably anger- Oh, he can read in his body language that yes, he is angry.
"How dare you speak like that to Lord Mepheretir Morputis!" Shouted the angry little Nosferatus, Stiles just looked at him with a cold glance while he used [Intimidate] and said: "In my establishment there are no lords, there are costumers, employees, and the owner- which is me. You and your Lord are costumers, undesired costumers, so I'll treat you like so." It seemed to have an effect because he shut his mouth and sat down, or maybe his Lord spoke to him in his mind or something like that. "So be quiet or I'll kick you out." Finishing his sentence, the ground and walls around him began to move like ripples on a still lake, which made the four who experienced look around nervously, while the other four only were curious or on guard, or both.
"So, what do i have the honor to meet such... Powerful and influential people on my oh so humble coffee shop?" His question was met with silence for a few seconds before the Blood Witch spoke: "I can only speak for my group that we are here to take a look at your wonderful shop, Amalithia here told us how great your tea was, can i have the menu please?" Stiles had to bite back the 'The man i please' joke as he nodded politely, asking: "Would like the standard menu, the special menu, or both?" This had her tilting her head in a very dog-like confused manner, he could read on her body language that it was rather forced, which means she's trying to make him think she's some kind of canine Shapeshifter due to the fact that most Shapeshifters do attein their animal instinct while in human form.
"Special menu?" She asked, playing the fool, but Stiles could clearly read her and she was fishing for something on him, but what is the question he wants answer to. "The special menu has a an arrange of different- as the name says- special items that are reserved to the supernatural side of this world." There was a glint in her eyes as she smiled at him, asking: "So may i have the special menu, please?" Stiles nodded and brought it out of his [Inventory] as it was completely normal to him, but to others it was an incredible sight to see... His arm vanished out of thin air as he penetrated space as if it was his bitch and took out his arm holding a black menu with golden letters reading [Special Menu, 2.0].
"Oh, new versions?"
"Yes, they contain more... Experimental items that are rather dangerous, if you are willing to try. Including the [Old Magical Tea], [Ghost Coffee], [Brown Mushroom Brownies], and some... And if you want some... "sauce" i recommend the [Dust of Deliciousness]. We also have regular potions such as [Healing Potion], [Antidote Potion], and the [Overdrive Potion]. We also do have special made drinks for Werecreatures, alcoholic drinks to make them experience what is like to be drunk, brewed specially by yours truly." Stiles took the item he qas talking about, a transparent bottle full of a light pink drink, it was alcoholic, could maje a Werecreature (or creatures that have a high metabolism) drunk, and tasted good!
"What is it made of?" The Werecoyote lady, Allana was her name, spoke. Stiles looked at her and smiled mischievously: "Of course Miss Left Hand." This brought the Ergo siblings and her to a stop, Stiles' smile grew as he continued: "Did you really think i wasn't going to notice? Like how the Blood Witch's head tilt-" He pointed at the startled Blood Witch- "Was fake, she was probably trying to mislead me into thinking she was some kind of Shapeshifter, a canine Shapeshifter to be specific. And how Lord Bloodsucker right there-" He pointed at the man in qiestion, making his loyal subject to hiss, something Stiles ignored completely: "Is very... Excited in the sexual way about my little ass, and how his little subject has been faking his reactions all this time to try and get me intimidated or make me offend them further, just to see how far I'd go. Or how your little sister, Puppy-" He pointed at the Alpha who flinched a bit, interesting: "Has been hiding away her fear throuhh magic so you wouldn't smell it... Sincerely, you all are bad at this. When you scout the enemy- or threats- for information, you don't come yourself... Yoy aend someone who knows how to do this kind of shit. Amateurs..."
His whole speech left them, well, speechless. They all were embarrassed to be caught, well, not everyone, the Lord Bloodsucker was blissfully looking at him which made Stiles feel grossed out- "Don't look at me like that, pervert." Stiles successfully stunned the old Nosferatus, who looked away after being lost in his own mind for a while, recomposing himself, he apologized: "Forgive me for my... Vulgarity." Mortherio's face was priceless, his shock was visible on the mouth as his chin fell to the ground (figuratively), making Stiles chuckle. "Okay, you're forgiventh because you're not the first person to look at me like that. Now, y'all want a menu?"
Nods was the only response.
Derek looked at the door of the office of the most influential Alpha on New York, Alpha Reima Venus. He was waiting for an audience with her, he and Peter were there, the rest of the pack stayed at the hotel, they all had their own rooms there. Peter stayed on the same room as Chris, Allison and Lydia were in the same room, Cora and Erica were on the same room, Aiden, Ethan, and Danny were on the same room, Isaac and Edward were on the same room, Jackson and Boys were also on the same room. He was the only one alone because they managed to contact Kira, she and her family agreed to help and she came to the hotel, sharing a room with Malia.
Lying there on that empty bed made Derek restless as always, he couldn't sleep ever since he learned that Stiles was out there... His mind kept making up scenarios where he died alone, calling for him, calling his pack, begging for help, only to be ignored and left to die alone... Every time he closed his eyes after one of such scenarios played in his head, he would see Stiles' face, crying tears of blood as he says in a haunting whisper: "All your fault..." Making him scream himself awake.
"Ready, Alpha?" Peter asks with a hearable tone of concern in his voice, making Derek sigh deeply and open his eyes to stare forward at the opening door. "As I'll ever be." Came Derek's short answer as his lega dragged his tired body forward, ready to throw away his dignity to find the man of his life... To find his Mate.
He was desperate.
"Alpha Hale." A stern looking woman with long dark hair and a pair of gorgeous black eyes smiled at Derek, who nodded back at her and returned her greeting by saying: "Alpha Venus." Peter just repeated the greeting and showed his respect to Alpha Venus' Left Hand, a short man with a shock of black hair, he was small, about probably 5'2? But don't underestimate him, Peter and Derek feared him because of his ruthless nature that was worse than Peter's own ruthlessness. "Left Hand Mars." Peter bowed his head a little, Mars, the Left Hand of Venus' pack nodded as well and greeted them: "Alpha Hale, Left Hand Hale."
"I would like to know why you requested an audience with me, Alpha Hale." Alpha Venus did not hesitate to ask the question, she went directly to busyness and cut short through the pleasantries, she was used to having someone kiss her ass to try to get favour from her, so she was always a 'direct to business' woman- It was seen as rude by many other Alphas, but she did not care, and neither did Derek because he was here for one purpose: "I want- No, i need your help " Alpha Venus' eyebrows were through the roof with that, Derek had to hold a dry chuckle when a memory came to mind... Stiles, looking at him with that gorgeous smirk of his, saying: "Yeah, i speak eyebrows now. Thanks to Derek Hale." But that memory faded away as the woman curiously looked at him and fake coughed on her hand- She could probably smell his misery and sadness, Cora always says he smells like that when he thinks about Stiles. "And how exactly would you need my help?"
"I want your help in finding my Mate."
Said Mate was lazily looking at the costumers that came into the shop, most of the supernatural costumers were the usual groups of Gargoyles with George asking for his usual [Void Coffee] with the usual amount of Overdrive Potion to give him that extra energy to finish his work today so he can start preparing dor hibernation. Apparently, Gargoyles go on this process where they go inactive for a whole month, where they transform into their true form and keep still like a statue- In fact, most of the Gargoyles in Notre Dame are real supernatural Gargoyles that went into hibernation and died, getting frozen there forever and being used as decoration for that building... Sad.
He could still see the other costumers he dealt with earlier... The trio Ergo went back to their pack after paying the debt they had, the two women that came with Amalithia left after they got their drinks, and the Nosferatus that came with Mortherio left soon after together with said man.
Now everything's peaceful... Or so he thought, because the second he heard the shouting, he sighed tiredly. He approached the table as a tall, buff older man raised his fist and punched the table, he probably wanted to break it, but not even a crack could be seen on the table surface. "We pride ourselves on our sturdy tables... Sir, please calm down or else I'll have to kick you out." Stiles' voice seemed to scared the man out of his stupor because his angry eyes turn to him as he points at the girl in front of him: "This bitch is a fucking guy! You want me to get fucking calm!? I've been going out with this fucking guy wearing girl clothes and he says he's a woman!? Disgusting!" Stiles drags his eyes to look at the young woman who is looking rather ashamed, her eyes are filled with tears as the man keeps insulting her.
"All i see is a beautiful young girl crying because an asshole is shouting at her." Stiles voice took a colder tone, his eyes locked with the other man as he kept saying: "I'm going to give your transphobic ass two options. One, you leave peacefully and with your bones intact, or you leave with all of your bones broken." The man looks at him up and down before he raises his fist and brings it down in a quick right jab, highly underestimating Stiles due to his thin and small frame. The world around Stiles goes into a slow motion as his thoughts move way faster than his body, he sees his hand slowly moving and grabbing the man's wrist and pulling him down, twisting his arm around, putting his back as the man falls forward and flipping him over into the ground before knocking him out with a quick kick to the head.
[Hand to Hand Combat leveled Up]
'Huh, nice.' Stiles thought as he heard the thumping sound the body of the big guy did as he hit the wood floor with all his weight, it was followed by the groaning before the impact of his feet connecting with the guy's head. He was out could in less than 10 seconds, that was his personal record! "I'm sorry you all had to witness this, we will now return to our normalcy. Thank you." Apologizing to his other costumers, Stiles grabbed the man by his feet and dragged him out before calling an ambulance to him, which in the United States is equal to bankruptcy. He returned to check up on the poor girl that was shouted at and found her on her table, still a little sad as she looked at the menu.
"Are you okay miss...?" She turned to look at him with a weak smile in her quivering lips making Stiles remeber how he looked after his father died. "Oh. It's okay... Everything's fine now." He will do to her what he wished someone would have done to him after his dad died: Comfort her. Hug her, tell her everything's gonna be fine... "He won't be able to hurt you anymore." Stiles might've broken a few bones of the guy, like, just 5 of them... Or maybe one of them in five different pieces. Just maybe. "Come on, let's get you something nice to drink." He didn't wait for her answer as he took her by the hand behid the counter and into the kitchen... When she noticed she no longer was at the shop but on the kitchen, she stopped. "Wha- Where am i?"
"Oh, you're on ny kitchen." Stiles appeared from behind her again, scaring the shit out of her for a second, and before she could say anything he gave her a mug of hot chocolate with three white marshmallows just floating on the brown liquid, the white steam raising from the mug blinded her for a second as she flinched her head away from the steam as it rushed and hit her face. "Here you go." Stiles smiled at her as he took a seat on the suspiciously convenient chair behind him, she looked around and suddenly saw movement, her eyes widened when she looked at the little humanoid with wings behind the man in front of her- Was her hallucinations returning? They can't, can they? "Oh, you can see them? That's great." Stiles chuckled and turned to the fairy flying behind him, took the other mug the little creature was bringing to him and took a sip.
"See them? What you mean? You can see them?? They're not a product of my imagination!?" Stiles raised an eyebrow at her with a very questioning gaze, she must've seen his 'what you mean?' expression and paled. Whispering to herself: "They're not hallucinations... They're not hallucinations..." over and over while looking at the fairy that handed Stiles his mug, her eyes looked around as she began to see several other little fairies flying around, carrying a new tray of fresh cookies out of the oven to Stiles, he raised his hand and the tray began to float towards him and stopped just before them. "Cookies?" He asked, his hand glowing a pale blue while he touched the rather hot tray, she could swear she saw Stiles smile as the tray's temperature dropped to the room temperature.
"What's going on- How can you see them? I thought only i saw them-" Her breath started to turn into restless panting, she was starting to have a panic attack. Stiles placee his hands on her shoulders and said: "Come, breathe with me." Hus breathing was steady, soon he helped her out of a certain panick attack. "See? Everything's okay." Stiles chuckled dryly and used [Observe] on her:
[Bianca Marolo (Spark)- Lvl 5]
'What-' His thoughts were cut short by Bianca, who once again sighed as she looked at him with a clear curiousity and a need for answers burning deep on her soul. "I know what you're going to ask, so I'll tell you now... I did not know you could see these little buggers-" Stiles opened his hand and a little fairy landed on it, sitting on the palm of his hand before flying away. "I thought you were a pure human..." Bianca, shocked, asked: "What do you mean pure human? I am human!" Stiles only shaked his head in dismissal as he explained: "The supernatural world is vast and wide, there are many supernatural creatures you can think about... Nymphs, Dragons, Werewolves, Fairies, Ghosts, Demons, and not only creatures by also phenomena like Magic- This is what you are, magic, pure magic contained inside a human body- You are like me, Miss Bianca Marolo, you are a Spark."
"How do you know my name? And what the fuck is a Spark?" Her voice was sharp and her eyes focused on Stiles, he was the only source of information- Damn, he feels like Deaton now. "Well, you know your name, i just happen to get it from you while you were whispering to yourself while panicking. 'They're not hallucinations Bianca Marolo, they're real' was what you said." Not exactly a lie since she did say that once while whispering to herself. "And what a Spark is, I already said... Magic, pure magic contained inside a body, a Spark is potential, Spark is but the start of an Inferno, if the flames are kept ablaze." Bianca frowned deeply as Stiles now understood why Deaton never gave them straight answers when they were running around in Beacon Hills- Because it was way too fun to act mysterious! "And you're telling me magic is real...?"
"You're looking at it, aren't you Miss Bianca?" Stiles' left hand reached out a sphere of blue mist appeared in his hand, Bianca flinched at the sudden brightness before her eyes were caught by the amazing sight. "Magic is energy." The blue mist vanished, Stiles used his [Spark Magic] and suddenly there was a ball of water floating in his hands, his fingers brushed against the water sphere and it suddenly froze, turning into a sphere of ice... "Magic is concept." The ice sphere turned back into water, the water started to boil and suddenly turned into a ball of white steam. "Magic is everything, a feeling, a thought, a movement..." The sphere of steam simply faded away into nothingness, Bianca's widened eyes turned from where the sphere was back to Stiles' face, staring into his deep blue eyes. "Magic is what you want it to be."
"You said I'm a Spark...?" After a few seconds of silence, Bianca asked her question: "What are you then?"
"Albeit it was a little rude, I'm also a Spark. But differently from you, I'm still developing... You? You haven't even started developing yet. You can see the supernatural because you are part of it, your magic unveils your eyes to the creatures that are normally unseen to the eyes of the mundane. A mundane that you don't even know everything about... And now a whole nee world to learn about- I sincerely am sad to say i know exactly what i feels like, being thrown into a whole different world, i mean."
"Can you help me...? Can you- Can you teach me?"
"Hum... Sure." Stiles smiled warmingly at her. "I sure can teach you what i know."
"Are you sure that's everything I need to do?" Bianca's nervous voice echoed in the endless grass field, her eyes landed on the little pile of ash on her hand. "I just need to believe that i can do it? I just need to imagine myself doing it and want it to happen like, really, really hard?" Stiles once again nodded, his face serious and collected, if anyone from Beacon Hills ever saw him like this they would be shocked! Stiles was acting almost like Alan Deaton! "Believe in yourself, if you can't do a Mountain Ash circle, the most basic thing a Spark can do, how am i supposed to teach you about harder things like... This?" Stiles pointed his finger to tje horizon and boom a bolt of purple like lightning hit the ground, going out of his finger like he was a certain Sith Lord that would shout 'Unlimited Powa!' or something like that.
"That's so cool." Stiles only nodded along to Bianca's remark, his eyes closing as he went back to his [Meditation] training. Right now they were inside Stiles' first try at creating a time dilated dungeon, and the max one he could make was a [10H: 1H] one, which means 10 hours inside this place is 1 hour outside of it, and they've been here for 2 hours already. "When you are ready to leave, tell me. Or when you can make a circle without taking a bath in Mountain Ash." He chuckled at her annoyed huffing, he's been teasing her a lot ever since she accidentally dropped ash on her feet, tripped when she tried to get a few handfuls from the pile on her feet, and ended up sending the whole container of the Mountain Ash flying and falling into her head, bathing her in a lot of Mountain Ash. Thankfully, he was experienced in dealing with Mountain Ash, so he just willed in back into the container and let her try again, but only after teasing her for a few seconds.
It's been a another whole week since she asked him to teach her, the first thing Stiles her was to kept her mouth shut. Not say to anyone she wasn't comfortable with or one hundred percent sure would talk about it out loud- And when asked why, he just told her what Hunters are and how they work, he told her about the Argents as an example and even though he knew many Hunters do follow The Code, some of them do not and you cannot distinguish between them until they come knocking on your door, so it's better to keep quiet about it and only talk about it with others that already know. He also lectured her on the subject of supernatural creatures, he hired her as a waitress as well and she met with other supernaturals, one of them being George the friendly Gargoyle.
She met Vampires, Werewolves, Werecats, Witches, Weredogs, and even a Banshee.
"I'm trying okay?" Bianca huffed, she looked at what Stiles was doing... Floating 5 inches from the grass in a meditating pose, if she wasn't sure he was a Spark, she would've called him a Monk! "I am not a Monk, Bianca. Focus on your training." How does he do that!? How can he know what she's thinking about? Can he read her mind- "No i cannot." The fuck!? He totally can read her mind! Bianca gave him her best stink-eye while he stood there, floating. A few seconds passed by and she decided to follow his instructions once again, taking hold of the ash in her hands she closed her eyes and willed it to form a circle around Stiles, to keep him locked there, she opened her eyes to see another failed attempt- When she thought she had failed, the ash in her hands suddenly flew out, as if blown by an invisible wind, and formed a perfect circle around Stiles and although she couldn't see the ash, she felt the circle form around him- It was strange.
"Congratulations, you just created your first Mountain Ash circle." Stiles opened his eyes and smiled at Bianca approvingly, she blushed a little and looked away with a barely hidden smile in her lips, he then clapped his hands and the ash around him floated up and formed this circle around him before slithering in the air like a snake and entering the container they were using to store the ash. "Now try again. This time do it faster." Bianca only nodded and grabbed another handful of Mountain Ash and threw it in the air once again.
It's been a week since Alpha Venus agreed to help him search for his Mate, she spread the word out to every pack of Werewolf in New York, and till now there has been no news. He considered spreading his photo all around, maybe setting him up as a missing person but he doesn't want to upset Stiles if they end up finding him. "Derek?" Turning to face his sister, Cora, Derek winces and whines a little when he sees her and Erica holding their hands- He's happy for them of course, but he feels jealous that they have love, they found love on each other while he threw away the opportunity he had in his life for love 5 years ago... Well, he was never worthy it anyway, he wouldn't be surprised if Stiles has already forgotten him and moved on with his life, only he is this creepy guy that doesn't want to move on and is still clinging on the possibility of what it could have been.
"Yeah?" His voice was dry- hoarse, very sandy, when was the last time he drank water? "We got some news-" Derek got up faster than he thought he could, his head instantly hit the bunk bed above his, they have been staying at Alpha Venus' pack house she spared them some rooms, they wantes to stay close to hwr to get the news as soon as they arrived. Like now. "We got news!? Have they found him? Is he okay? Is he hurt?" Derek's voice grew heavier at each question he asked, his nails turned into claws and he clenched his hands, he only stopped when he smelled the scent of his blood flowing out of his hands. "Well... No. They haven't found him yet, i know you just can't stay here and wait till they find him, so we asked if we could narrow down where he would most likely be- And we got some good news, Alpha Venus' Left Hand was able to narrow down by percentage where he would most likely be, so now we have a 90% chance place to search through."
"How would they narrow down where he is?" Derek asked, sceptical about the veridicy of tjis information, he didn't doubt Mars' information gathering power, he was only below Stiles himself when it comes to information gathering, but he was curious and a little doubtful about this. "Well, we gave them all the information we had on Stiles, his scent, his preferences, his personality, and through some kind of computer program Mars was able to narrow down through probability and percentage the places or regions where Stiles would potentially be." Erica answers this time, her face holds a little bit of hope, her eyes shining like they never did before, making a little seed of hope sprout in Derek's heart. Cora gave him a list of places alongside a map with different marks and colors, different regions on the map with different letters and colors.
"We told them how he is a Spark too, they were kinda impressed because Sparks are rare but they also included the areas with high supernatural and magical activity." Cora added hopefully, making Derek nod as he turned the page and stared at a name that caught his eyes... "What is this [Void Caffee]? Is this something important?" There was a red circle around the name, so of course it must be important. "Well, it was opened a few days after Stiles left his last apartment, and it is also a high point of magic and supernatural activity, there are several different packs of Werewolves and even some Vampires and Nosferatus that go to this place, as if they are-"
"Drawn to it." Derek concluded. His hands helding the paper tightened as felt it, deep into his being, that this was where Stiles was! This place! This! Go there- He sighed. "He's there... I know it. Let's go. We're going to buy coffee."
Cora and Erica just looked at each other before they nodded, they were going with Derek, if Stiles is there he probably wouldn't be happy to see the friends that abandoned him.
Stiles sent Bianca back to the shop after she tiredly begged him to let her go, they were there for only four hours so it wasn't even close to the time to open the shop. Right now he wanted to try something he saw on his [Wizard's Book of Spells] that was very interesting... A familiar, he saw a spell called [Find Familiar] and luckily for him, it was a [Lvl 1 Spell] so he could learn it if he really tried. Familiars are very useful, including to him since they can help him greatly with their natural ability to regulate magic and help who they are bonded with when there's magical or emotional turmoil, so when he has a very strong panick attack, he can have help with him. They can also use spells through them, spells that require touch or even ranged spells, you can also switch your senses with your familiar, seeing what it sees and hearong what it hears as well as smelling- the only thing you can't do through your familiar is speak, so spells that require speech will be said by your own body.
"Let's do this..." To get a Familiar, you need to cast the spell doing a ritual, this ritial requires focus from him as well as MP. When he closed his eyes, he felt his mind expand outwardly and reach out through space and time, through the thin veil that separated dimensions just to reach for the Familiar that resonated the best with him... Since the spell could only find the familiar, the bond needed to be done willingly by both parties to be a Familiar bond, if forced it becomes a master slash servant bond and that's not what Stiles wants... He wants a friend, after all, he has none right now. (Well, he has Taylon, he's kinda his friend right? Maybe Bianca, but she's more of an apprentice than a friend)
His mind kept brushing against several entities through time and space, reaching out to things that wanted to form a bond with him, this spell sounded very risky but it was safer than it sounds due to the fact that Stiles was doing it as a ritual, which was used to hide away his mind from others and only be felt by the creature with the greatest affinity to him.
He kept going for about an hour, his mind brushed past little mermaid creatures, beings made out of pure energy, fey creatures, little fiends, creatures of the deepest pits of the multiverse only to find one creature. Once he found the creature, the creature found him as well, and it could sense their high affinity to each other- black scales, little wings, a chubby body- it was a baby dragon! A baby black dragon, it looked like it was recently hatched because it looked naive, not that Stiles have met dragons before, he can see the color and light in those eyes that he hasn't seen in someone's (or something's) eyes a long time now. "Hello there, little one." Stiles did his best to sound friendly, his eyes darted to the sides as he was there only in spirit, he had found the creature that had most affinity to him, now he must convince them now to form a Familiar bond with him. "Do you want to-"
[Baby Void Dragon (lvl 01) would like to form a Familiar Bond with you. Do you accept?]
[Yes] [No]
"Well, that was fast..." Stiles confirmed the [Yes] option before he read further: "Wait, Void-?"
[Contract Established.]
[Baby Void Dragon- Lvl 01 is now your Familiar]
[You can have multiple Familiars, but you can keep only one every 10 levels of the skill [Find Familiar] spell.]
[The bond with your new familiar has awaken a deep mark left behind in you by the Nogitsune. You've received the skills:
[Void Form lvl 1]
[Void Walker lvl 1]
[Void Control lvl 1]
You've also received the Unique Skill:
[Touched by the Void]
Congratulations.]
Stiles' breath came to a stop as he watched the notifications pass by, there was a little crack in space as the little black dragon appeared in front of him with its little wings spread out while squealing cutely, but Stiles didn't care- The Nogitsune left something behind him-!?
[Touched by the Void: You have been touched by the Void, a very vast and endlesd dimension full of chaos and darkness, not necessarily evil but not necessarily good, simply chaotic. As a being touched by the Void, you have a high affinity to it, being able to easily gwt through it, use its energy, and even enter it at will.
Increases damage done by [Void] spells by 500%]
Stiles couldn't breathe- Oh God, he couldn't breathe-
[Emotions suppressed by Gamer Mind]
[Gamer Mind failed to suppress emotions]
[Gamer Mind blocked by emotions]
Stiles was having a panick attack, after everything he went through, to think the Nogitsune left something in him after leaving was- Way too fitting for that damn fox! His emotions and thoughts were a complete mess as he tried to piece them all together, he felt broken and useless when-
[Baby Void Dragon (lvl 01) is Helping you with your Emotions]
Stiles felt better, not a lot better, but way better than before. Tears were still falling from his tired red eyes, but he could breathe now so that's a plus. He looked at the big-eyed little black dragon and they looked very soft, so he picked it and hugged it like a squishy teddy bear- It actually squeaked like a little ruber duck! So adorable.
[Status]
[Name: None]
[Species: Void Dragon]
[Sex: Male]
[Lvl: 01]
[HP: 10/10]
[Age: 1 Week (Baby)]
[Skills:
Passive: [Void Born lvl Max], [Hard Dragon Scales lvl 1], [Hunger Resistance lvl 3], [Thirst Resistance lvl 3], [Sleep Resistance lvl 3]
Active: [Void Dragon Breath Weapon lvl 2], [Void Dragon Strike lvl 2]
Looking at the little thing's status made Stiles' heart sink, the poor thing was tired, hungry, and thirsty and here he was selfishly hugging it, he quickly got up as the world around him shattered into tiny pieces, he was back at his room and was ready to feed the poor thing- Wait, what does a Void Dragon even eats!?
Stiles completely forgot he was having a panick attack seconds ago... Why is this such a Stiles thing? His emotions were stable again and he didn't even notice it, he kept holding the baby dragon like it was a cat, he thought a bit about it and probably meat was good... If not, the little thing would probably be grossed out, right?
Well, it turns out Void Dragons can eat anything you give them- and even the things you don't- like meat, vegetables, bones, metal, and plastic alike. They ate anything! He kept monitoring the little guy's vitals through his status to see if his little HP would get any lower, because if it did Stiles would have to force feed a potion to accelerate his digestive system together with some healing potions as well... But if one thing was sure was that it surprised the costumers when he talked to them with a (baby dragon) black kitty on his shoulder, after all, the little thing didn't want to leave him alone after his little episode...
He even named it!
"Erebus dear, please stop eating the spoon!" Stiles tried to pull away the spoon the little rascal had in its mouth only to fail miserably when the little dragon swallowed the whole spoon, making Stiles sigh. He was standing at the kitchen with the little shit on his lap as he took a break to eat and relax a little before going back, which was ending right about... Now. "Let's go." He picked up the little shit and put him on his shoulder, the little dragon held tightly to him with its little tail and surprisingly sharp claws that pierced his skin but didn't hurt as much as he thought it would. He exited the kitchen area just in time to hear the door of the shop open and the bell ding happily, his eyes raised to meet the hauntingly familiar pair of green-blue gorgeous eyes that he dreamt and dreams about several times...
"Stiles."
It was Derek. Derek Hale on his shop.
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