[And take him a second, because this is going to get long.]
I may have a situation arising wherein an unwilling protege of mine may extract his revenge. You see, it is very hard to have hybrids. Blood curses, situations lining up, needing werewolves, etc etc. Well he was my first. And everything was fine and dandy. I had other hybrids until he decided he was going to take them off of me. Basically I had to kill them all. And I may have killed his mother as retaliation.
[No remorse.]
It's been a game of tit for tat ever since, and while I very well could annihilate him in one go, he's mostly pathetic. And what cat doesn't love a good mouse to bag around? However he is here, and he thinks himself on even ground. While I'm not entirely too worried, my brother wants to disembowel one of his friends bit by bit very painfully and slowly, it does cause some stress. I'm not looking to start a war. I've moved on, mostly, but he knows I don't do well to idle threats.
I know this has absolutely nothing to do with you, and I'm warning him now. But if it does get messy, I thought you'd like an in on what could be a very messy situation.
If we're in the same house and diabolically scheming here, can we please burn down that obnoxious eyesore of a slide?
[ But no okay, back to business.
Okay, so. This explanation makes maybe... a smidgen of sense to Peter. He's picturing some complicated bullshit that involves lore he knows about vampires, werewolf bites or scratches, and not-druid witches. Okay. Whatever. ]
This sounds unnecessarily complicated.
[ But seeing as that the parties involved legitimately actually have nothing to do with him... ]
I'll tell you what. I'm in, so long as when it comes down to it, you'll be willing to back me up should I need your assistance as well.
That goes without saying. After all, what are friends for? [Klaus, do you even know how to do friendship?]
There's nothing going down yet, but there are a few others involved. A precocious teenage girl amidst a love affair between brothers, said brothers who are also vampires, her best friend, a sassy blonde and my progeny's sweetheart. And as I've mentioned, my dead brother.
It is all very complicated. He's the only one likely to strike on their side. My brother is a bit of a loose canon, but we'll see how that goes.
[ Hahahaha the 'friends' comment actually earns a legitimate rare smile on his end. Peter assumes it's a really good joke. Because literally what are friends. ]
Oh. So you're battling the chore of dealing with unruly obnoxious teenagers as well. Good to know this is a universal thing and not just me.
That said, I would advise keeping this "alliance" under wraps. I have two teenage werewolves, one daughter of a hunter, a banshee, and oh, their useless human friend keeping tabs on me. Oh. Not to mention my also-a-werewolf nephew who already killed me once. Nothing I can't and haven't dealt with before but, just keep it mind.
Teenage supernaturals are indeed a tiresome lot. I understand your predicament well. How odd we face similar circumstances, not just here but back home.
And no one will hear a peep out of me. I'd rather them not know just who else I have. Surprise is still a good tactic.
Sometime you must tell me about your world though. It sounds utterly fascinating.
Honestly, it's my own fault for turning one of them. I'm pretty sure I dug myself into this hole.
[ He's not excusing the existence of Scott fucking McCall but Jesus H. Christ. Regretting life choices. ]
What do you want to know? Who's dating who? How many hours I sit on my nephew's couch, waiting for someone to ask me some life-or-death threatening question on any given day? Or the general jest of how unbelievably screwed up this place is when it comes to the supernatural?
[ Like Scott's not an actual person or something. ]
Former Alpha. Nephew killed me, as I mentioned. Managed to resurrect myself post-death. Born again as a substantially weaker Beta. Not a whole lot I could have done until I formulated a better plan and regained my strength which was... a long term goal. Until, you know. I ended up in an even bigger landfill called 'Asgard.'
He's a little... Slow on the draw isn't he? Didn't seem to understand what an Original vampire was. Seemingly nice kid, but I take it he's the champion of teenage heroes where you're from. How quaint.
[Oh. Family.]
Waiting is a mind numbing task. Recently I had to play at another progeny's prince to his king until he learned I don't play so nice as second in command. It didn't help that my sister was once or still is quite taken with him, bad taste on her part, and she inevitably turned on me. Too bad there were about thirty dead vampires eviscerated because of their foolishness. Let's say I'm good at getting what I want.
Which leaves me currently responsibility free with plenty of time to strategize on just what to do with pesky little hybrids that try and threaten me. Because let's face it, I don't give a damn about this place either.
Oh, so you've met him. I'm only assuming an Original vampire is exactly what it sounds like. But Scott's a little bit... yeah. Slow. He never did thank me for getting him a smoking hot girlfriend, making him incredibly popular while simultaneously curing him of his asthma. AKA, you know. Making him the hero of where I'm from.
[ These two are literally on the same page. ]
Thirty dead vampires. Puts my 100% justified killing spree to shame. Well done.
Also, can we please somehow avoid the inevitable likelihood that your Mr. Lockwood and my Mr. McCall start a similarly swimming friendship? Because I'm literally wincing at the idea of twice as many teenagers being on my case.
I have it seems. And you are right if you're assuming it means I am the first of my kind.
No. Tyler is an asshole. And I'm not saying that as someone with a bias. He's the jock in high school no one likes because his daddy has all the money. Only his father was killed, and I killed his mother. Your Scott is most likely to bond with my Elena, the doppelgänger who has a love affair with two vampires. She's far more noble than Tyler. But you may still run into the others. Stefan and Damon are said girls lovers, once in love with her face twin who turned into a psychopath who I've been hunting her whole life. Stefan is also the noble, tragic brooding type. But when he feeds on blood, he's a Ripper. His brother is more like a bad boy frat type. And then there's Caroline. Turned by Damon, cheerleader type, can do way better than small town Tyler.
Must be a big deal. I imagine living that long comes with a lot of baggage and even more people who hate your guts.
Oh. Stefan. That rings a bell. You know, this gives the conversation I had with him a completely different context. And here I was just assuming he was some kind of cannibal. Good to know. Also sounds a lot like my nephew Derek who, god bless his little brooding soul, would probably never have to balls to take on the namesake of a "Ripper."
Actually, in general your world sounds a helluva lot like mine. We've got the asshole jock, Jackson. He couldn't even make the cut of being a werewolf at first and ended up a kanima, controlled by a complete and utter psychopathic child with a really unhealthy crush. Golden boy Scott, who you met. Ex-girlfriend? Allison. Hunter's daughter. Substantially more terrifying than her own father for the record, but also one of those hero types. Her family burned my family's house down about seven years ago, killing mostly everyone inside. It's been awkward ever since. Then we've got Lydia, the banshee. Probably your Caroline. Bubbly, naive, and incredibly intelligent. Which is why I used her to help bring me back from the dead. Who else... there's Isaac and Erica. Former pack mates. Isaac's a brooding, beaten, shell of a kid who really only had being a werewolf going for him. Now that's gone. Oops. And Erica is a similar case. She hilariously enough, was dead before I came here. Imagine my surprise.
Oh.
There's also Stiles. He just sort of exists. Follows everyone around. Likes to think he's important. He's not. He's a lowlife dweeb who's probably still a virgin.
[ Yes Peter's resulting to immature insults of people who are probably a third of his age. ]
Your world is acutely similar. Complete with useless humans, Matt in my case. The other reason Elena became a vampire. I'm pretty sure she doesn't know any of this. To her I'm still her nemesis. I did kill her aunt, some other people. Sort of kidnapped her boyfriend and turned him into a killer. He was much more fun in the 1920's. He even pursued my sister.
Though he remembers none of this.
My role in their lives is a little complicated. The doppelganger's family goes back to mine, and my abilities were dependent on her for a bit. Until I broke the curse. And then she got herself killed and was no longer useful. Hence why Louisiana sounded better.
Wow. You sure have a lot of family-related drama. I can related. Granted. Probably not on the kill-count. I just killed my own niece to become Alpha and wreak havoc on the assholes responsible for ruining my, and the rest of my surviving family's lives. I did plan on giving Scott's mother the bite but said human friend rear ended my car. So. That didn't work out.
[ What complete contradictory and hypocryptical bullshit, Peter. Whatever. He thinks he's justified. ]
You keep saying the word doppelganger. I get what it means but again, never had that problem. Surprisingly. And Beacon Hills gets a lot of garbage.
I haven't even scratched the surface on family drama, I assure you. [Wait til he tells you about his mother.]
You would do anything to secure your power, your safety. I can respect that. I'm much the same. I don't kill for pleasure. I don't attack people because I can. Every move is a calculated maneuver. Do I have my anger moments? What werewolf doesn't? But I will always come out on top.
Doppelgängers have their own magic, a breed of supernatural all their own. I have met a few before Elena. Her ancestor was used in making me what I am, and using their magic to suppress my werewolf side for near a thousand years. You see, my mother had a dalliance with a werewolf outside her marriage, and never told anyone. When I turned after spilling my first blood on the full moon after I was made into a vampire, it essentially let the cat out of the bad.
But we were already unnatural. And an unstoppable son was a no-no. So I paid for her indiscretion. And I did so for a thousand years.
You know, given how blatantly obvious it should be that we as wolves have control issues, it's surprising how many people don't exactly seem to get that. Other werewolves included. But we've pretty much beat that horse into the ground by now.
Wow. Sucks to be you. I'm surprised you didn't take the liberty of going on more angry murderous rampages. Sitting around like a vegetable faking catatonia for years was enough for me. If I actually had my wolf suppressed for a thousand years, I'd probably lose it. That's also me. Admitting to theoretical defeat. More proof of how boring this place is.
How about hunters? That's been the biggest apparently permanent thorn in my family's side for literally centuries. Got any of those?
My killing has general purpose. To regain what is mine, to avenge someone, to retaliate for what has been done to me. Bloodlust could be a terrible thing, but everything has purpose, everything can be utilized. Most people forget this.
See, that's where you come in. Not only do I like you for your ability to actually think, something truly rare, but you have an air about you. People like us need to stick together, not just because our respective thorns in our sides for where there are Scott's there will be more Tylers after him. I know I look younger than you, and I wouldn't dream of mentoring you, but if you want to get anywhere in this world or yours, take heed. I told this to someone once, and it speaks very true.
Do not arm yourself after war is declared. Make your army so large that no one dares to challenge you.
This is how I have survived witches, doppelgängers, supposed cures, rival vampires, and even my siblings. And yes, hunters. I have killed and tortured enough in my day.
Bloodlust isn't necessarily ever terrible. Like any kind of lust, it serves as a means to drive you. Under the right circumstances, it's really just more of a tool to use to your advantage. I mean, with as a human, I guess it can make you go in over your head. But as a werewolf or even, I'm assuming, as a vampire, it just makes your drive more powerful.
Philosophical bullshit aside, thank you. Believe me, if I were a super powered werewolf-vampire in Beacon Hills, I would have taken care of unfinished business long ago. Unfortunately, it's not as easy. I'm working on it.
Here on the other hand? No pack ties, obligations, or statuses, I've got a bit more leeway to... form new packs so to speak.
[ Because he absolutely refuses to think of himself as human, even here. ]
Realistically speaking, without being who we used to be, we won't get far here alone. And as we discussed, the general draw pool of idiots the gods are bringing in don't seem to appreciate our way of thinking.
Also, we're seriously going to need allies who can do something that doesn't involve mentally tipping cans over and figuring out who's got a crush on who. No offense, but our firepower is pretty limited.
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This may be a bit personal, but can I ask just what ability these gods gave you?
And if you fancy getting your hands dirty any time soon?
[scheming]
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I'll tell you, if you tell me.
But, telepathy.
[ Something he's not necessarily happy about but has recently found can at least be... mildly entertaining. ]
I'm jobless, homeless, and bored out of my mind. The answer is probably yes but I'm gonna need "deets" first.
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Telekinesis. Which means we're in the same house.[And take him a second, because this is going to get long.]
I may have a situation arising wherein an unwilling protege of mine may extract his revenge. You see, it is very hard to have hybrids. Blood curses, situations lining up, needing werewolves, etc etc. Well he was my first. And everything was fine and dandy. I had other hybrids until he decided he was going to take them off of me. Basically I had to kill them all. And I may have killed his mother as retaliation.[No remorse.]
It's been a game of tit for tat ever since, and while I very well could annihilate him in one go, he's mostly pathetic. And what cat doesn't love a good mouse to bag around? However he is here, and he thinks himself on even ground. While I'm not entirely too worried, my brother wants to disembowel one of his friends bit by bit very painfully and slowly, it does cause some stress. I'm not looking to start a war. I've moved on, mostly, but he knows I don't do well to idle threats.
I know this has absolutely nothing to do with you, and I'm warning him now. But if it does get messy, I thought you'd like an in on what could be a very messy situation.
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[ But no okay, back to business.
Okay, so. This explanation makes maybe... a smidgen of sense to Peter. He's picturing some complicated bullshit that involves lore he knows about vampires, werewolf bites or scratches, and not-druid witches. Okay. Whatever. ]
This sounds unnecessarily complicated.
[ But seeing as that the parties involved legitimately actually have nothing to do with him... ]
I'll tell you what. I'm in, so long as when it comes down to it, you'll be willing to back me up should I need your assistance as well.
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That goes without saying. After all, what are friends for?[Klaus, do you even know how to do friendship?]There's nothing going down yet, but there are a few others involved. A precocious teenage girl amidst a love affair between brothers, said brothers who are also vampires, her best friend, a sassy blonde and my progeny's sweetheart. And as I've mentioned, my dead brother.
It is all very complicated. He's the only one likely to strike on their side. My brother is a bit of a loose canon, but we'll see how that goes.
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Oh. So you're battling the chore of dealing with unruly obnoxious teenagers as well. Good to know this is a universal thing and not just me.
That said, I would advise keeping this "alliance" under wraps. I have two teenage werewolves, one daughter of a hunter, a banshee, and oh, their useless human friend keeping tabs on me. Oh. Not to mention my also-a-werewolf nephew who already killed me once. Nothing I can't and haven't dealt with before but, just keep it mind.
They don't want me to make friends. :(
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Teenage supernaturals are indeed a tiresome lot. I understand your predicament well. How odd we face similar circumstances, not just here but back home.
And no one will hear a peep out of me. I'd rather them not know just who else I have. Surprise is still a good tactic.
Sometime you must tell me about your world though. It sounds utterly fascinating.
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[ He's not excusing the existence of Scott fucking McCall but Jesus H. Christ. Regretting life choices. ]
What do you want to know? Who's dating who? How many hours I sit on my nephew's couch, waiting for someone to ask me some life-or-death threatening question on any given day? Or the general jest of how unbelievably screwed up this place is when it comes to the supernatural?
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I understand completely. Hence my current predicament with Tyler Lockwood.[Casually name dropping.]Waiting your time? You do not seem like someone who is easily leashed.no subject
[ Like Scott's not an actual person or something. ]
Former Alpha. Nephew killed me, as I mentioned. Managed to resurrect myself post-death. Born again as a substantially weaker Beta. Not a whole lot I could have done until I formulated a better plan and regained my strength which was... a long term goal. Until, you know. I ended up in an even bigger landfill called 'Asgard.'
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He's a little... Slow on the draw isn't he? Didn't seem to understand what an Original vampire was. Seemingly nice kid, but I take it he's the champion of teenage heroes where you're from. How quaint.[Oh. Family.]
Waiting is a mind numbing task. Recently I had to play at another progeny's prince to his king until he learned I don't play so nice as second in command. It didn't help that my sister was once or still is quite taken with him, bad taste on her part, and she inevitably turned on me. Too bad there were about thirty dead vampires eviscerated because of their foolishness. Let's say I'm good at getting what I want.
Which leaves me currently responsibility free with plenty of time to strategize on just what to do with pesky little hybrids that try and threaten me. Because let's face it, I don't give a damn about this place either.
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[ These two are literally on the same page. ]
Thirty dead vampires. Puts my 100% justified killing spree to shame. Well done.
Also, can we please somehow avoid the inevitable likelihood that your Mr. Lockwood and my Mr. McCall start a similarly swimming friendship? Because I'm literally wincing at the idea of twice as many teenagers being on my case.
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I have it seems. And you are right if you're assuming it means I am the first of my kind.
No. Tyler is an asshole. And I'm not saying that as someone with a bias. He's the jock in high school no one likes because his daddy has all the money. Only his father was killed, and I killed his mother. Your Scott is most likely to bond with my Elena, the doppelgänger who has a love affair with two vampires. She's far more noble than Tyler. But you may still run into the others. Stefan and Damon are said girls lovers, once in love with her face twin who turned into a psychopath who I've been hunting her whole life. Stefan is also the noble, tragic brooding type. But when he feeds on blood, he's a Ripper. His brother is more like a bad boy frat type. And then there's Caroline. Turned by Damon, cheerleader type, can do way better than small town Tyler.
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Oh. Stefan. That rings a bell. You know, this gives the conversation I had with him a completely different context. And here I was just assuming he was some kind of cannibal. Good to know. Also sounds a lot like my nephew Derek who, god bless his little brooding soul, would probably never have to balls to take on the namesake of a "Ripper."
Actually, in general your world sounds a helluva lot like mine. We've got the asshole jock, Jackson. He couldn't even make the cut of being a werewolf at first and ended up a kanima, controlled by a complete and utter psychopathic child with a really unhealthy crush. Golden boy Scott, who you met. Ex-girlfriend? Allison. Hunter's daughter. Substantially more terrifying than her own father for the record, but also one of those hero types. Her family burned my family's house down about seven years ago, killing mostly everyone inside. It's been awkward ever since. Then we've got Lydia, the banshee. Probably your Caroline. Bubbly, naive, and incredibly intelligent. Which is why I used her to help bring me back from the dead. Who else... there's Isaac and Erica. Former pack mates. Isaac's a brooding, beaten, shell of a kid who really only had being a werewolf going for him. Now that's gone. Oops. And Erica is a similar case. She hilariously enough, was dead before I came here. Imagine my surprise.
Oh.
There's also Stiles. He just sort of exists. Follows everyone around. Likes to think he's important. He's not. He's a lowlife dweeb who's probably still a virgin.
[ Yes Peter's resulting to immature insults of people who are probably a third of his age. ]
And I'm just the creepy uncle.
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Your world is acutely similar. Complete with useless humans, Matt in my case. The other reason Elena became a vampire. I'm pretty sure she doesn't know any of this. To her I'm still her nemesis. I did kill her aunt, some other people. Sort of kidnapped her boyfriend and turned him into a killer. He was much more fun in the 1920's. He even pursued my sister.
Though he remembers none of this.
My role in their lives is a little complicated. The doppelganger's family goes back to mine, and my abilities were dependent on her for a bit. Until I broke the curse. And then she got herself killed and was no longer useful. Hence why Louisiana sounded better.
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[ What complete contradictory and hypocryptical bullshit, Peter. Whatever. He thinks he's justified. ]
You keep saying the word doppelganger. I get what it means but again, never had that problem. Surprisingly. And Beacon Hills gets a lot of garbage.
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I haven't even scratched the surface on family drama, I assure you.[Wait til he tells you about his mother.]You would do anything to secure your power, your safety. I can respect that. I'm much the same. I don't kill for pleasure. I don't attack people because I can. Every move is a calculated maneuver. Do I have my anger moments? What werewolf doesn't? But I will always come out on top.
Doppelgängers have their own magic, a breed of supernatural all their own. I have met a few before Elena. Her ancestor was used in making me what I am, and using their magic to suppress my werewolf side for near a thousand years. You see, my mother had a dalliance with a werewolf outside her marriage, and never told anyone. When I turned after spilling my first blood on the full moon after I was made into a vampire, it essentially let the cat out of the bad.
But we were already unnatural. And an unstoppable son was a no-no. So I paid for her indiscretion. And I did so for a thousand years.
Like I said though, I always come out on top.
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Wow. Sucks to be you. I'm surprised you didn't take the liberty of going on more angry murderous rampages. Sitting around like a vegetable faking catatonia for years was enough for me. If I actually had my wolf suppressed for a thousand years, I'd probably lose it. That's also me. Admitting to theoretical defeat. More proof of how boring this place is.
How about hunters? That's been the biggest apparently permanent thorn in my family's side for literally centuries. Got any of those?
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My killing has general purpose. To regain what is mine, to avenge someone, to retaliate for what has been done to me. Bloodlust could be a terrible thing, but everything has purpose, everything can be utilized. Most people forget this.
See, that's where you come in. Not only do I like you for your ability to actually think, something truly rare, but you have an air about you. People like us need to stick together, not just because our respective thorns in our sides for where there are Scott's there will be more Tylers after him. I know I look younger than you, and I wouldn't dream of mentoring you, but if you want to get anywhere in this world or yours, take heed. I told this to someone once, and it speaks very true.
Do not arm yourself after war is declared. Make your army so large that no one dares to challenge you.
This is how I have survived witches, doppelgängers, supposed cures, rival vampires, and even my siblings. And yes, hunters. I have killed and tortured enough in my day.
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Philosophical bullshit aside, thank you. Believe me, if I were a super powered werewolf-vampire in Beacon Hills, I would have taken care of unfinished business long ago. Unfortunately, it's not as easy. I'm working on it.
Here on the other hand? No pack ties, obligations, or statuses, I've got a bit more leeway to... form new packs so to speak.
[ Because he absolutely refuses to think of himself as human, even here. ]
Realistically speaking, without being who we used to be, we won't get far here alone. And as we discussed, the general draw pool of idiots the gods are bringing in don't seem to appreciate our way of thinking.
Also, we're seriously going to need allies who can do something that doesn't involve mentally tipping cans over and figuring out who's got a crush on who. No offense, but our firepower is pretty limited.
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We must form our own pack then. Both with no obligations to our former and to form a cohesive group. Strength in numbers, mate.no subject
This is seriously going to take some getting used to.
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Birds of a feather or some such.