Chapter 23: Let’s get this Grimm on...wait what?

Summary:

Stiles heads back to Portland after finishing everything he had to do back in Beacon Hills.

Except when he comes back to Portland he seems to have landed himself in the middle of a war.

Which side will he choose to fight for? What will happen next?

Chapter Text

Stiles' POV:

Apparently, Peter's rich as shit; he got me first-class tickets, which I called him to thank him when I was told I could use my phone again. And the plane ride was nice, I got some bougie food, and I may or may not have stolen the headphones.

After getting off the plane, I looked around, and it looked the same as before. But unlike Beacon Hills, I already noticed some wesen. I decided to keep my head down and just walk out. From what I read, wesen don't like Grimes, probably because every Grimm they've ever met cut their head off, but I don't want to get attacked by the faults of my ancestors, so I'm going to just keep my head down and make my way to Daniel. Well more to Daniel, who has my stuff.

I can't keep imposing on him forever; I have to find an apartment or a house. Preferably a house, but I'll take an apartment if I can't find one that's reasonably priced.

I got on a bus and headed in the direction of Daniel's place. But halfway there, I noticed a weird guy in a hoodie. Not that it's weird to wear a hoodie, but he was suspicious. He was looking all over the bus all the time, and he was really twitchy. It was getting on my nerves, and I'm generally twitchy, but this guy was weird.

I tried to ignore it until I caught his gaze. He was looking directly at me, suddenly completely still. It was eerie and really creepy. His hands were bloody from where he bit off his fingernails, and so his mouth was bloody too. And his eyes...he was wesen for sure. Nobody had slits in their eyes like that, and nobody's eyes were that neon green.

The moment I stared back, he started smiling, wide, and showing all his teeth kind of smiling. I was thoroughly creeped out. I avoided his gaze, but it was hard, considering he turned in his chair to face me. And was openly staring.

Some people around me also noticed and gave the dude angry looks for staring at a kid, but it didn't affect him in the slightest. He would unblinkingly stare at me throughout the whole ride until he got a phone call. I had a few more stops, and I was kind of debating on whether or not I should wait until this guy gets off, so he doesn't follow me home.

As soon as the phone call was over, he ignored me again and went back to being twitchy and turned back around in his seat. I made sure when I got off, I was quiet, and I checked who got off the bus too, but luckily I was alone. Like completely alone, no one else got off with me, better for me in case I do run into someone I can attack without holding back.

I walk on some unfamiliar roads for a while following my phone's GPS. I relax when I finally start to know where I am. There's a bunch of broken store windows and trashed cars. I walked up to Daniel's bookstore, and it looked like someone took a baseball bat to it. The doors unlocked, and I cautiously decided to head in.

This all looks new; it looks like it happened like a day or two ago. I have to make sure Daniel is alive first. And then I have to see what happened, what the hell happened while I was gone? It's only been a few weeks.

Though I guess things only need a minute to change.

I put my bag down underneath the cash register desk. I figured no one would take it from there. And if Daniel found it, then he would know it's mine. I took out my pocket knife and walked deeper into the store, but it seems like there was nobody there. I made sure to check the whole store, even the basement, but Daniel was nowhere to be found.

But it doesn't look to be any blood or anything, so it seems it was just maybe a gang hit or something. I walked out of the store without my bag, doing a quick survey of the road again. But instead of finding people who I assumed could answer my questions like the shopkeepers or a little old lady or something. I saw out of the corner of my eyes glowing dots.

Not just any glowing dots but a pair of neon green glowing eyes. And it scared the shit out of me. Especially after seeing not just one pair of eyes, no, I saw six others. All similar in shape and design to the original neon green eyes but with different colors like yellow or blue.

I'm confident enough that I can take on one person, but seven people are a bit too much since I have zero training. I wanted to walk back into the store, but it was already broken into, and the lock didn't work, so I decided to leg it down the block as fast as I could and just try to outrun them.

I wasn't too far away from the police station. But it was long enough that they could possibly catch me. At least I was a pretty good runner from lacrosse and from running from the big bads in Beacon Hills.

They were definitely after me because I could hear several sets of steps running after me. I was trying to be silent, but halfway into the run, and I thought, why should I be silent? I should probably be making as much noise as possible because I'm the victim here.

So as soon as I open my mouth to yell and scream my head off as loud as I could, I get tackled from behind. I tried my best to kick off the person, but suddenly I had like 20 hands-on me pushing me back to the floor. I struggled a lot.

But like I said 1 v. 7 was impossible for me. I tried to go for a scream again, but I was punched in the face, so I stopped screaming. Actually, I got punched so hard in the face I kind of got dizzy and couldn't see anything for a second. But I don't think I could've come out of this any other way because the moment after I got punched in the face, I heard some tires screeching in the background, and a hood was placed over my head, and I was shoved in a car.

I kept trying to fight, but I think I got knocked out soon after that.

Honestly, I can't remember too much because my head hurt a lot. But I definitely got knocked out.

Well, considering I woke up tied to a chair somewhere else is proof enough.