Save Them All: Stiles Stilinski's Rebirth

Over the Weekend, I spent most of my time in deep meditation. I needed to work on getting control over these impulses. I can't afford having my emotions leaving me vulnerable in vital moments. It's a slow process but I feel like if I was in a similar position again. It would take 10, okay maybe 5 seconds less for me to pull away. Still it's progress.

Dad continued to explain my powers.

So it turns out that all death reapers are classified into either warrior, mage or scholar type gifts. The typical reaper only gets one gift. One is enough for them to be considered lethal but because of how my bloodlines interact, the synergy created isn't a simple 1 + 1 +1 = 3. It's more like 1 + 1 + 1=1000. Dad said his never heard or seen anything like me, even Khlaus Michaelson the Original Hybrid, the most dangerous being in existence, is nothing but a little puppy in comparison.

In terms of Power Scaling, Khlaus's is nothing compared to those aliens but I would still rank him higher than any threat I will face in the immediate future. Thinking about it, if Khlaus is able to compel aliens, then his overall strength would definitely be in the upper middle tier.

A quick calculation of how my power is impacted, works like this. 1) As a death reaper, I am a descendent of the Goddess of Darkness. I'm basically a half god. Any gift I have is at a level beyond any mortal comprehension. 2) As a Qetsiyah Descendent, my intelligence, magic control and mana pool is already greater than any human . 3) As a inheritor of the Immortal bloodline, my abilities apparently include: Accelerated Healing, Channelling, Dream Manipulation, Elemental Control, Hoshi no tama, Illusions, Immortality, Kitsunetsuki, Linking, Pain Infliction, Possession, Projection, Pyrokinesis, Shapeshifting, Siphoning, Super Agility, speed and strength, Telekinesis, Telepathy, Werewolf bite, Intent magic, Compulsion and Absorption.

Overpowered, if you ask me.

I never even knew I was capable of 90% of what dad's research found. If I knew there was a supernatural almanac in his wardrobe, I wouldn't have gone through searching all hunter libraries for a decade.

Khlaus's insane tendencies have never rung truer than now, 'Absolute Power, controls Absolutely'.

If I knew I had these stupidly ridiculous abilities in the past. How easy would life had been? My Childhood obsession with ruling the entire world may even come true.

When Monday comes round, I stroll into school where I hear ramblings of some animal attack occurring Friday evening. With all that was going on I completely forgot about the full moon. Seems like Peter killed someone. I didn't really care much as long as it was not a loved one. Quite heartless on my part but I'm not the goody goody Scott who cares about everyone and their mother.

Making my way to the locker, Scott 'surprises' me from behind.

Laughing at my panicked expression, "You good man? I haven't heard from you all weekend?"

A sour taste is left in my mouth knowing what I did Friday, but seeing his good mood I take it that the date went well.

"Yeah, headache and all … but it's much better" I pull a face, "How about you? How was the….date"

He leans against the locker as he speaks "It went great! Until I took her home and her dad was …. Intense."

That's Chris Argent for you. The guy had a permanent scowl on his face. It was a wonder how Victoria fell for him when he could barely crack a smile. Not that the guy was unfeeling, there's a Japanese word to describe him- Tsundere, a person who is initially cold (and sometimes even hostile) on the outside but warmer, friendlier on the inside.

"Well… You were defiling his daughter. Any dad would be pissed"

"I wasn't defiling anyone, jackass." He laughs and then suddenly sucks in his breath.

Seems like Allison has made her appearance. Awkwardly I turn around and catch a glimpse of her eyes for a second. Nodding in her general direction.

At lunch, Scott and Allison join me at the table. We don't really know how to interact with one another after what happened. It seems like we have come to a tacit agreement to forget it ever did happen.

Not long after I smell the familiar perfume, I was all to accustomed to. 'Channel no.5 honey, it's the only thing I wear everyday' Lydia would drill into my head. The sun-drenched honey and lemon notes soar towards me and I take a deep breath as the popular crew joins us.

"Hey Allison. Can't spend a moment away from your new boy-toy?" Lydia says with a mocked friendly expression holding no malice at all despite how it comes across.

"Aren't they adorable" I murmur as she agrees.

Jackson soon makes his way over with Danny and Bianca in tow.

He then makes one of the jocks with no name leave and I quote for "staring at his girlfriends coin slot".

He may be a bit of a douche but he won some points from me for that move. Maybe I ever have to kill him, I won't let him suffer. He then ruins any favourable impression I had by making some dumb joke about Scott And I being testicle 1 and 2. It's settled he is so going to get maimed.

The group then soon begins to discuss going bowling. Without me obviously.

Not that I mind as this leaves me free to go to the Hale house and check to see if Derek has buried his sister's body yet. I actually do feel somewhat bad about digging her up but I need her. It's the only way I can help bring justice for her family without you know just killing everybody. Which may be way simpler but I haven't yet reached the level of ego where I feel like I am entitled to play God. I hope she understands that.

A camera's shutter then goes off and I am instantly reminded of a little crazy friend.

The camera's shutter continues to click after click after click with no end in sight. Swinging around I find the source in the 30 yards away on the other side of the cafeteria. He's pointing his camera at Allison. Seems like the creepy little stalker Matt has already begun with his behaviour. In the past we never picked up on it because of the world burning around us but seriously he is acting out in the open with no regard.

Furrowing my brows, I concentrate on him. Before I grunt a few words which causes Matt to jump, from his seat which causes the camera to fall from his hands and crash on to the floor. Even If that didn't break the thing, I've made sure to magnetise it. Ensuring that any and all data on there will have been wiped. His actions caused everyone to turn their heads at the source. Some laugh at the idiocy while some feel pity at his expense.

If it's not one thing it's another. I may have to step up on my schedule. I've really been taking it way to easy. Well you can't blame me. When half my day is wasted in school. It's not like I can just not show up. Scott will notice something and so will dad.

Turning back. I find Lydia staring at me thoughtfully. That's not a good sign. She's seriously one of the smartest people I know. I think she found something suspicious in my actions. And knowing her she will stop at nothing trying to understand it. She was one of the most curious people I ever knew. Not matter how disinterested she pretended not to be.

Curiously killed the cat …. But satisfaction brought it back.

I excuse myself, in part to pull myself from her gaze and in part because I'm so god darn hungry. I swear I've been eating way more than normal. A teenager is a weird creature.

Allison soon follows as she makes an excuse of wanting yoghurt or something and we walk together to the counter.

"Stiles…" She begins to speak

After a moment or so I answer back "Yeah"

"About Friday. The kiss."

Taking a deep breath, I try to interrupt her "Ally, I alre-.." but she stops me "I know, it was a mistake. I get it.... Let's just ignore it ever happened. I don't want things to get weird between you and Scott"

I nod before trying to continue the conversation which has plateud nowhere "How was the date?"

She half smiles, "Scott is really sweet. I... he really likes me."

Taking a moment, I look towards Scott whose giving her a doopy smile

"He does….He really does" I answer as we make our way back in silence. Well that really went 'well'? I guess.

Not long thereafter, Lydia and Jackson leave the table to do the obligatory strut around campus to greet their constituency as King and Queen of the roost.

"Bro" Scott calls for my I attention, "You know you have a voice right? I know Lydia's been your dream girl and that you've already worked out your wedding and kid's names. But you have to actually speak to her if you want to make that happen" He reaches over the table to pat my hand

I assume he thinks I was intimidated in the moment. But it's not that. This version of Lydia is pretty hot but it's not the one I was charmed with. I know I will end up with her eventually. She is the half of my soul, I've always been missing… She's just not that person yet so I'm in no rush.

"Thanks Scott," I say anyway "The plan to make Lydia Martin fall in love with me has already hit the 10 year mark. It may have to stretch to 15 but its going to happen"

"I'm rooting for you" He says with a huge smile as Allison is looking intently at me with mixed feelings.