Notes:

So, after I finished the last story, I also wrote the first chapter for this story. Well literally the day I posted the last chapter, I finished this chapter as well. Now let me tell you the last chapter was 4,000 words. This chapter is more than that. I wrote more than 10,000 words yesterday.

I feel super accomplished right now, so I decided to also post the next chapter, just to get it out there just in case I don't get a chance to upload again before the 13th. Because as I said that I will be starting school again then and I don't want to leave you for so long.

Also as you know I'm very impatient with uploading. And once I finish writing something it takes all of my strength not to upload it to seconds after I finish writing it. So I waited a whole day and now I can't wait so I am pleased to present to you the new book; About to be Known.

I hope you all enjoy this chapter and I don't know happy reading my friends.

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On that same day, when we last left off...

Klaus and Lydia did go out for lunch; they chatted about Stiles and Peter and what happened in the past. Lydia got to ask all the questions she wanted to ask. Klaus learned about Stiles and his crush on Lydia. They had an enjoyable lunch together, ending off that day in Mystic Falls.

Scott, Liam, Mason, Kira, and Deaton headed back home to Beacon Hills with the dead body of Theo.

The Sheriff and Malia were sticking behind to have one last conversation, albeit a peaceful one this time, with Klaus and Lydia.

Malia POV:

"How did you find his address again?" I ask the Sheriff.

We're currently driving to wherever Lydia is supposed to be staying. Everyone else went back home. The Sheriff was also going to go home too, but I asked him if he could track down Lydia for me so that I could talk to her peacefully. I guess the Sheriff decided he wanted to do the same, so now we're driving to an address that the Sheriff apparently found somehow.

"I used the police database to figure out where Lydia's friend lives, she said his name was Klaus so, after digging around I found his house, it must be an old family home, it's been here for a while." The Sheriff said as we pulled up to a big fancy house.

We got out of the car and knocked on the door. It wasn't Lydia or the other guy who answered the door; it was a new person. He smelled weird. He smelt like a dead person. A vampire, I guess?

"Is Lydia here?" I ask, trying to look past him into the house.

I can smell her scent in the house. And I can hear two heartbeats in the house, so I'm assuming she's in there. I caught sight of her red hair before the man in front of me could answer, so I just pushed past him and walked into the house.

"Lydia!" I waved, walking further in.

That guy Klaus appeared suddenly blocking Lydia from my view. I growled I wasn't sure how I felt about him, he was dangerous. I crouched down, expecting conflict, I was ready for anything.

"Klaus, stop, she'll attack you if you do that," Lydia says.

"I was worried about her attacking you, love." The other man, Klaus says, but he backs off.

I stand back up and relax, "Lydia, I'm not here to fight. I just came to say that I don't really know what happened with Scott and Stiles, but I trust Stiles, and I wanted you to let him know that. Also, I wanted you to warn him." I said before getting interrupted by Klaus.

"Warn him about what?"

I glared, "I wanted to warn him to look out for hunters because Scott is going to look for him using hunters. I think it's stupid, but I'm not really talking to Scott anymore or anyone else. Oh, also, the Sheriff is here." I say last bit, pointing back to the front door.

Where he is still standing being blocked by the other guy that I pushed past.

Both their eyes look at the Sheriff before they look back at me,

"Scott is using hunters to track Stiles. How stupid does he get? Doing that is going to get Stiles dead." Lydia says, groaning in frustration while putting her palm to her forehead. "Deaton said it was a good idea," I said confused, was it good or bad?

"Oh, of course, he would say it's a good idea, if I didn't know any better I would think he's trying to kill Stiles," Lydia says, sounding more mad.

"There's a possibility he is trying to kill Stiles. Considering how he's lying when he's talking about saving him. I think that's a worry that you might need to have, love." Klaus says.

Which makes the Sheriff push past the other guy to walk into the room.

"What? I thought he was going to give him medicine. He explained it all back home. He said how Stiles was a werewolf-like Scott, but something happened, and he mutated somehow. And that he was angrier and different because of it. He said that Peter was using him and that if he just administered the medicine, everything would go back to normal." The Sheriff said, explaining to them what Scott told me a week ago.

Klaus laughed.

"Stiles is not mutated in the slightest. He's a different kind of werewolf. He is my kind of werewolf. He's the one who explained it to me. I had never met Peter's kind before. Our kind cannot be bitten, we have to be born werewolves. We are angrier than normal, it adds to our strength. I'm guessing you weren't a werewolf since you don't know about this, but your wife is probably one. Stiles told me he was related to Tyler Lockwood, and Tyler is definitely a werewolf. So it runs through your family. I don't know what vendetta, that man, Deaton has against your son, but there is nothing wrong with him." Klaus says, leaning against the wall.

The Sheriff believed the guy's words and looked at the floor, "So that bastard is trying to kill my son?" The Sheriff asks.

But Klaus just shrugs his shoulders, "Who knows? Probably."

The Sheriff looked guilty and angry. I was angry too, I can't believe Deaton wants to kill Stiles, well, no, I can believe it, but I thought he was on our side. I have to be more cautious about smart people.

"I'm curious, what kind of other werewolf is there exactly?" The man standing by the now-closed doors says.

"Who are you?" I ask, feeling confused.

Why are there so many people here, but I guess it is a big house. There is also someone upstairs, but I could only tell because they're moving around; otherwise, I can't hear the heartbeat at all. I couldn't hear the heartbeat of the guy in front of me either. I thought it was something wrong with my ears at first, but if they are dead, they wouldn't have a heartbeat, I guess. I don't really understand vampires. I don't exactly know what one is either. The only thing I know is that they're dead but somehow alive and then they move really fast and no heartbeats? I think.

"This is Elijah, my older brother," Klaus says.

"Oh... cool." I say, looking between them.

They look nothing alike.

"We have different fathers," Elijah says before asking the same question again.

"Tell me about your kind of werewolf," He says, looking at me.

"I'm not a werewolf." I say, confused.

I look at both brothers wondering why they were looking at me. I wasn't human long enough to know enough about werewolves to give them an explanation.

"Oh, right, Peter said something about this. He said you weren't a werewolf like him, you were something else." He looked to Lydia after he said that for an answer.

"She is a werecoyote. Like her mother, right?" Lydia asks me.

I nod my head.

"And what does a werecoyote entail?" Elijah asks.

"Oh, when I shift into my full form, I turn into a coyote. I only recently became a human. I'm still not used to it. Humans have so many weird things. It's really annoying. And I still don't get the point of math. I didn't need it the whole time I was a coyote, so I don't see why I need it now." I said.

Math is stupid. I was a coyote for eight years, and I've never once used math. And I am perfectly fine.

The Sheriff and Lydia shook their heads, while both brothers stared confused at me.

"What do you mean you only recently became human?" Klaus asks.

But I wasn't exactly sure how to answer him. I said what I said. I was a coyote, and now I'm human I don't know what else to explain. But Lydia seemed to know what he wanted to know since she answered him.

"We found her as a coyote. Then Scott helped her change back into her human form. Apparently, she was a coyote for eight years before we found her." Lydia said to Klaus, who looked shocked.

I didn't know what was so shocking, though. Honestly, I still don't understand people.

It was easier as a coyote.

Lydia POV:

I could see the dumbfounded expressions on both Klaus and Elijah's faces. The more we explained about Malia, the less they understood. It would probably be better just to move off this topic entirely since it's not getting us anywhere.

"Anyway, what do you want to know about werewolves?" I ask Elijah, trying to transition the conversation.

"Right, I got the gist of it, but there are two different kinds of werewolves: Klaus' kind and Peter's kind. But what I don't understand is what is going on with your eyes. As far as I'm concerned, werewolves have yellow eyes. What is with the blue and the purple eyes?" Elijah asks me directly.

But I'm confused, so is Malia and the Sheriff.

"Well, um, the blue eyes happen when you kill someone. Your eyes go from yellow to blue, because you took the life of an innocent person or something like that, Stiles told me that's what Peter told him. I don't know about purple eyes, but their eyes also turn red when they become an alpha like Scott. And you could steal the alpha power if you killed Scott. Or any other alpha, and then your eyes would turn red if you were a werewolf. But I do not understand what the purple eyes mean." I explain, but I look to Klaus about the purple eyes.

But Elijah answers, "But I saw Peter's eyes turn purple." Elijah said, looking at Klaus.

Klaus, however, looked like he didn't believe him.

"Well, brother, I asked Peter about the purple eyes thing, and he said he never met you in a parking lot. So I don't know what game you're trying to play here, but Peter says he never threw you across the parking lot." Klaus directs to his brother.

I look at Elijah, seeing the confusion and... betrayal?

"Oh, so you believe someone's word over your own brother. But I am not lying, I don't know how you were deceived by these so-called friends of yours. But I quite distinctly remember getting thrown across the parking lot by Peter. Unless he has a doppelgänger running around like Miss Elena, I don't know what you're talking about or what game you think I'm trying to play here." Elijah said resolutely.

Klaus was confused, "I asked him. But he didn't lie to me when he said he had no idea what you were talking about. I'll have to ask him again. Let's drop this for now. Seeing as nobody knows what purple eyes you're talking about." Klaus finished.

Elijah dropped it, and after that, the Sheriff, Malia, and I caught up since we were all friends now, and we weren't working against each other, unknowingly, of course, for them. Klaus went out and picked up some food. And that's how we spent the rest of the day. Chatting about Stiles and how he was doing, and just talking about the past.

Back in Beacon Hills...

Scott POV:

"Thanks for getting back to me so quickly, Chris. You haven't heard yet, but Stiles became a werewolf. And he ran away, and we're trying to look for him because there's something wrong with his werewolf and we can't find him. And the last place we knew he was, he's now gone from there too. And he's traveling with Peter, and it's all wrong. We're trying to save Stiles, but we can't even tell him to slow down to let him know we're looking for him. I was wondering if you could help me track him since you're a hunter or if you know any hunters that could find stiles for me." I say over the phone.

"I could look for Stiles. But I don't think it's a good idea to get other hunters involved unless you want your friend to end up dead. Unless you trust another hunter that you know completely, I wouldn't put anyone else on the task. But I'll ask around and start seeing if I could track him down. If I find him, do you want me to let him know you're looking for him, or do you want me to just tell you where he is?" Chris's voice filters through the speaker.

He's back stateside but not in California.

"Just tell me where he is, I'll go find him. And thanks, Chris." I say over the phone.

"No problem; stay safe, Scott," Chris says he hangs up the phone.

Later that day, I headed over to the veterinary clinic to go see Deaton.

"Hey, Deaton! I just finished talking to Chris, and he says he'll go look for Stiles, though it's probably going to take them a little while. And he also gave me the advice not to call any other hunters unless we trust them because he said they may hunt Stiles and go for the kill, rather than just find him for us." I said as I walked in.

"Oh, don't worry, Scott I would never tell any hunter to go after Stiles if I didn't trust them. But I found some very trustworthy hunters that I know from long ago. I asked them to look for Stile as well. I made sure I said look and not anything else. Don't worry, we will find him soon enough." Deaton said, smiling, I smiled right back.

We were going to save Stiles. We have to.

...

One month later...

Bonnie POV:

"What did you say, Damon? What do you mean that Stiles left?" I ask Damon as he walks into the boarding house after coming from Stiles' place.

"I mean what I said, his house is empty, and he's not there anymore. He hasn't been there for a long time. They probably move back to wherever they came from. I don't blame them for wanting to get out of this town." Damon said, not seeming to care.

But this is a problem. He is still being controlled by Clouse. And now he's unleashed on the world.

I have to go save him. The spell I was using before was working. I just have to try it again.

"Where did Stiles move here from? Do you know Damon?" I ask before he leaves the room.

"I think he said Beacon Hill's? Apparently somewhere in California." Damon said, looking contemplative, remembering something he was probably told a while ago.

Well, that settles it for me. I guess I'm heading to Beacon Hills, California. Off to find Stiles.

Another two months later...

Scott POV:

"So you're telling me that you're Stiles' friend. And that when he was in Mystic Falls, that guy Klaus did something to him. I don't understand." I say to this girl that appeared at my school looking for Stiles.

"Yes. I met Stiles in Mystic Falls 5 months ago, we were really good friends until he met Klaus. Klaus is a vampire; he can control people's minds, and he was controlling Stiles and changed him. I was trying to help him, but they kept trying to say it was me who changed, but it was clearly Stiles. And Klaus is a bad person, he's a murder and a diabolical man. As Stiles' friend, I'm worried about him. I even came all the way here to find him, but I can't find him anywhere." The girl says.

That must be why Lydia was so different. That guy he must be controlling all my friends. Stiles in his state must've been out of control without the medicine. Klaus must've taken advantage of that and controlled his mind, and he's using him. I have to save him now more than ever.

"Okay, let me introduce you to my friend Deaton, he's currently helping me find Stiles. What was your name? I'm Scott, by the way." I said.

"Oh I'm Bonnie Bonnet, let's go." She says as we leave school, heading to the veterinary clinic.

...

At the same time, two months later, in a different point of view...

Stiles POV:

We traveled for quite a while. We didn't want to stick around California or Virginia. I didn't really know where I wanted to go. But Peter said that I should apply to schools all across America, and whichever school I get into, we should just go to that state. So that's what I did, I applied to the top school in every single state, and I let the schools decide where I went. It took about two weeks to get all of the schools to answer. I was declined in quite a few schools.

The schools that were advanced in science didn't accept me. But one of the first schools to get back to me was a famous school for housing smart students. But it was all the way on the other side. It was East Coast territory. But I guess going to the east coast isn't a bad idea considering I doubt they look for me there.

The university that reached out to me and said that I was accepted if I wanted to go was Yale. Apparently, my test scores were good enough. Peter said I should go, he said it would be suitable for whatever field I choose later on, so I'm the end that's where we moved to.

After road tripping around for two weeks, we finally decided East Coast was where we were heading, we got a small apartment in Massachusetts. Near the school and it was above a bar, but for older people. Because even on a Saturday night, it didn't get loud, which was a plus. Especially with our super hearing.

We've been here for about two months, and things have been going smoothly. I've met a few supernatural creatures other than myself and Peter. There are two werewolves in my history class. There's another werewolf in my French language class.

I took it because why not? I already learned Spanish in high school. Might as well try something else. There was one vampire as a teacher, he let me know after he found out I was a werewolf. He's a pretty chill dude actually, nothing like any of the vampires in Mystic Falls, thankfully.

No Kitsune around, unfortunately.

I mean, I still have the number that my old boss gave me. I haven't called it yet. I want to at least get some kind of degree before I go to prancing across the states to go find this guy. Also, Peter got a job as a bartender somehow, and well, he doesn't have to exactly leave with me, but he probably would anyway. Which is why I should stay for a bit.

I texted Lydia, about a week into the road trip. Apparently, Klaus and Lydia showed Scott and them who's boss or whatever. All I got from the brief text messages was that Klaus was a lovely host, and my dad and Malia are looking to reconcile.

Also, Scott and Deaton are up to something really shady, and I should not trust him under any circumstances whatsoever, in Lydia's own words. And Theo is dead, killed by Klaus; apparently, he ripped out his heart. Which I think is a plus in this whole situation.

I got a random text from Damon about a month in, telling me to watch out for Bonnie. He said he is still mad about me working with Klaus, kinda killing Elena, but apparently she's mad at him for killing her brother temporarily or something, so he's come to me to complain. He also told me he thinks there's something wrong with Bonnie and that she's coming after me. Still bent up about that compulsion thing.

But I told him not to worry because well, I'm no longer anywhere that anyone can come to find me. I obviously didn't text him from my own phone, I texted him from a different phone. I am making sure this time that I cannot be traced back and not found easily.

I was debating on texting my father and Malia, but I'll give it a few more months or so. I know even though my dad said he would give me some time, if I do call him or text him, he will probably track me down, just to know. So I'm gonna hold off a little while. And if I really need to tell him something, I'll relay messages through Lydia.

For now, it's been calm. I'm enjoying college life. It's nice. I hope things stay this way.

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Notes:

That is chapter one!

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