Chapter 13: Back To Beacon Hills We Go

Summary:

Stiles is on the first plane back to Beacon Hills.

All the daunting tasks ahead of him scare him but he has to get through them whether he likes it or not.

He has a legacy to fulfill, for his father and for his mother and for his ability as a Grimm.

Chapter Text

Stiles POV:

I woke up the next morning feeling not any bit more refreshed than I could have felt. Honestly, I felt really tired and a little bit drained. Yesterday was a clusterfuck of horribleness. Like all the things that could have gone wrong went wrong yesterday. And now I have to book a flight for today to go back to the one place I really don't want to go right now. But I have to deal with my father's death end deal with my family and whatever the fuck back in Beacon Hills.

And I also have to deal with Scott and Derek and all that Supernatural stuff. I have so much on my plate. And only the rest of the summer to figure it out. Because I signed myself up for classes here in Portland in the fall. So if I don't finish all this crap before the summer's up I'm going to have to continue classes in Beacon Hills.

And as much as I love Scott and Melissa, I just can't live in my house. I can't live there alone. I can't even think about Beacon Hills without my dad there. It'll be torture. And I-I just can't do it.

Soon after I wake up Daniel also wakes up. He gives me his laptop so that I could book a flight 2 hours later. Daniel nicely offers to drive me to the airport. Which I accept because I don't have a car here. I wonder if my Jeep can make it down to Portland. I definitely don't have enough money to ship it over here. I guess I have to figure that out once I get to Beacon Hills. I have to see how much money I have overall and if shipping my car down here is worth it. But I don't want to leave it in Beacon Hills either. Maybe I can store it with Derek or someone and then when I make enough money I can ship it down here.

But I guess that's not for right now, that's not something I have to deal with right now it's something I can deal with later towards the end of my trip when I start to head back to Portland. I mean I'm sure I can go any place in the world but I have a friend in Portland now and Nick is also in Portland. And as much as I don't really trust him yet, I guess I trust him more than probably anyone else I would meet inside that world. Also, the captain is there and my dad trusts him or trusted him so I guess I can trust him as well. Until he gives me the reason not to I guess.

Everything in this new world is a guessing game for me. And I don't like guessing games I like to know my information beforehand. So everything sucks pretty much.

Two hours passed by pretty quickly. I mean I just had to quickly pack a small suitcase that was left to me by Daniel. I didn't really have much stuff. What I brought with me originally was all in my bookbag. And I bought maybe two extra shirts when I got here. It was a tourist shirt. I hadn't been out of Beacon Hills sue me. I also got a few gifts for my friends back home. I even got something for my dad but I guess he doesn't need it anymore.

After I was all packed up Daniel drove me down to the airport. The car ride was pretty quiet seeing as we were both still really sleepy and we were leaving on a good note. And I was coming back. So it's basically like a tiny little vacation that was not going to be fun, and then I'd be back here again. Daniel drop me off and gave me a quick hug since we were friends but do you know when you're still friends but it's only been recently and you don't really know how to hug each other yet. It was that kind of hug.

But I appreciated it nonetheless.

I'm closing in on the plane going home. It's a 2-hour flight back home to good old Beacon Hills California. It's pretty much uneventful, since well I'm not in a happy mood. I thought at the beginning of this trip that once I got to go back home I'd be happy and that I couldn't wait to go back with my friends but honestly, I'm just the opposite of that. I've been dealing with my father's death, but it's been easier because I haven't had to exactly face it. But once I get back to Beacon Hills there's nothing else to do than face it. And I mean like head-on face it. It's daunting because, he's my father, he's dead. As I was walking through the airport after Daniel dropped me off.

I'm heading to my boarding gate and I see these two kids in the corner, kind of hidden away. They're much younger than me, maybe like 10 or like 12. One kid, the bigger one is bullying the smaller one. I wouldn't have said anything about it but well they woged midway through. The smaller one kind of looks like a pig. And the bigger one had red eyes and looks like a werewolf. For the life of me, I can't remember the names but I've definitely seen these before in either, some of Daniel's books or some of my own. I can't for the life of me remember what they're called .

I decided to text Daniel just cause, well I was bored and I might as well start remembering these things since I'm not staying in Beacon Hills forever.

"Hey, Daniel I have a question about some wessen that I saw. Could you remind me which one looks like a pig? And what has red eyes and kind of looks like a werewolf. I forgot the names. And is there a reason that the werewolf one would bully the pig one."

I wait for a few minutes. I have half a mind to go over there and break it up but I don't want to be made as a Grimm so soon. also my flight leaves in like 5 minutes and I'm not close enough to the gate to have the time to go and break up a fight. I'm sure their parents will be there soon enough. And I didn't get a text back from Daniel until I got on the plane. Luckily it was when I was already situated and sat down.

The text read,

"The pig wessen is called a Bauerschein, and the one you think looks like a werewolf is called a Blutbad. The reason they were fighting most likely is because Bauerschwein and Blutbaden have a feud that goes back centuries and they hate each other because of it. They skirmish all the time. Kind of barbaric but that's just how they are. Blutbaden follow tradition more so than most."

Huh, it was that simple. I guess the story of The Three Little Pigs comes from somewhere huh. Kind of makes me wonder how many fairy tales and folklore really range from truth rather than fantasy. Though I guess I should have been thinking about this a long time ago. Since I know werewolves exist. I wonder if Derek knows about wessen. I wonder if he knows anything about the curse placed on Beacon Hills. I doubt he'd know. It has to be someone older. Or maybe Deaton would know. There are only so many options I could choose from.

Maybe my mother knew. I can't believe she left me anything. I can't believe that she left me a letter and I can't even believe I read it in the first place. The shock of her being a Grimm is still fresh in my brain. And the fact that my father is gone too, it's a little mind-boggling. I mean the way people talk about Grimm's oh, it's like they're super rare and for my parents to both be Grimm's it must be extremely rare and not common. I wonder if that makes me like a super Grimm. I doubt it I'm probably just right stupid but I mean my mother said that it's not common that to Grimm's get married. That must be that, I guess I don't have to marry another Grimm to have a Grimm baby. I wonder how much Nick knows about Grimm's and just all this stuff in general.

I wonder if he's ever met another Grimm. I wonder how many Grimm's there are out there. I mean there has to be a few dozen all over the world but even then that's a very small number. I wonder if I could find some other Grim's while I'm in Beacon Hills. I doubt there would be another Grim in Beacon Hills but since no wessen can get me in there I might have a good chance to just search for them. I guess I'll have to look into that. I mean how would I even pinpoint a grim in the first place. I guess there are no outside markers that you're a Grimm. I mean I didn't even know I was a Grimm until I was outed already by Daniel.

I guess I'll have to go deep in my research and Beacon Hills. And I guess that's the best place to search because wessen can get in or out of Beacon Hills. This is crazy. This family legacy kind of seems like a family curse. All things considered.