Boyd looked around the vicinity, trying to see if there was anything he could make do with. Know the reason why Klaus was here on earth. He noticed the mansion had a lot of room in it. He entered the room and noticed it was empty. "What is going on here?" He mutters, seeing the room was neat and without furniture.Boyd's heart thud again hearing feint whispers. He hid behind the door, trying to see where the voices were coming from, but nothing. He peeped again and still couldn't see Kluas."Where the hell is he?" Boyd said, gently tiptoeing towards the other room. He walked in, and on the wall he saw tier pictures one after the other. Mine was on top, and he wondered why it wasn't that of Derek. They all knew Derek was the leader, but I was like an anchor for them all. Boyd looked at the pictures but still didn't understand what the pictures were all about. He heard a sound and quickly hid again. This time, the door opened, and Kluas walked in. Immediately he walked in, the setting
Boyd and Helena parked right outside the house waiting for Klaus to come out. " Do you think he is trying to turn him against us?" Helena asked looking at Boyd who had his head placed on the wheel. " How should I know that, Helena? We both are right outside here keeping watch." Boyd replied A part of his words sounded cold and harsh. He looked at Helena and saw she was quiet. " I am sorry, I don't mean to snap at you but I think.." " I know what you think without having to get inside of your head. We all wanted an end to all of this. I think Max paid the higher price for the peace but it breaks my heart that the holiday is over. We need to unravel Who Klaus is and what he wants with Peter or should i say,Max." " I think we need to do that first and we need Peter on our side. We need him to believe we are the good guys." Boyd said rubbing his temple. " And how do we do that?" Helena asked not sure of how they were going to convince Peter to join them. " Are you asking me?" Boyd lo
Emma turned and looked at Peter's face. "I think this is for you again." Peter turned and saw it was Kluas at the door. He became calm and walked towards the door. Mrs. Whitmore saw Kluas and smiled. "I guess you are a friend of my son. Come in," she said without waiting for Peter to invite him. Kluas walked in, looking around. He wanted to know the connection I had with Peter and why I chose him. " Hmm." He let out a sound slightly, and Peter titled his head in his direction. "What is it? Are you here to tell me what I need to know, or are you just dripping by? Besides, I don't think we are close enough for you to come knocking at my door." Peter said, taking a seat right in front of him. " Water?" Emma asked, staring at Kluas, and he nodded. "Be nice. Remember you need answers, and he might be your king shot at it." Emma looked at Peter before he walked away. Klaus smiled mischievously, knowing Peter wasn't sure of what was going on. "Well, let's just say I am here to help you r
Peter stared at Emma, his chest heaving, his breath unstable. The uncertainty in his eyes showed the turmoil roiling within him. He no longer recognized the person he saw in the mirror, let alone the person he was becoming. But deep down, he felt something awaken. Something he had no control over.Emma’s hug lingered longer than usual, as though she feared letting go might result in losing him entirely.“Peter,” she whispered, her voice laced with concern, “you’re not telling me everything. You are holding back and not sure if you can confide in me."“I’ve told you what I know,” Peter muttered, his voice hoarse. He pulled back from her embrace, rubbing the back of his neck. “I don’t understand what’s happening either.”Emma’s eyes narrowed, scrutinizing him. “It’s like something else is inside you... But Peter, it feels like you’re fighting it. Maybe you don’t have to fight.”Peter grimaced. “Fight what?”“I don’t know.” Emma’s voice was quiet, almost a whisper, as though she was afra
"Good afternoon, mom." Peter said codly, entering his room. He dropped his bagpack on the floor and sat down on the bed clutching his head in his two hands. "What is going on with me?" He said it with a frightened face. He got up and walked towards the mirror right in front of him. Peter was perplexed. He was looking at a well-developed muscle and abbs. As Peter stood before the mirror, he couldn't help but examine every inch of his physique. His eyes scanned his reflection, taking in all the details. His face was chiseled, with sharp jawlines and prominent cheekbones. His eyes, a deep shade of blue, seemed to hold a hint of sadness despite his rugged appearance.His dark brown and messy hair framed his face perfectly.His shoulders, broad and muscular, sloped down to his arms, which were toned and strong.His chest, well-defined and sculpted, showcased his pectoral muscles. His abs, a perfect six-pack, rippled beneath his skin.His arms, powerful and muscular, seemed capable of li
Helena and Boyd immediately went to Derek's gym house after they were done with lectures. As they got down from the car, they noticed a strange sports car parked just outside. "Whose car is that?" Helena asked, looking at the car. It was tinted, and the windows were up. "Can you just be overly sensitive and let's go see Derek?" Boyd said, looking at her. They entered, and they were surprised to see that Derek had changed the setting of the whole place. He was now having more clients, and the gym instructors were more than one. They walked towards the front desk, where a young lady was seated. With a smile on her face, Helena told her they wanted to see Derek. "Did you have an appointment with him?" She asked, looking at their faces. " Appointment? Do you know who we are? We don't need to make any reservations before we are allowed to see him." Helena replied "I am sorry, but I can't allow you in without making sure you book an appointment." The lady replied again."Tell him Boyd i
Helena stormed off, leaving Boyd behind, but her thoughts were racing. She couldn’t shake the image of Peter’s glowing eyes. It wasn’t natural—it couldn’t be. Peter had never been the brave type, always hanging in the background while others took the lead. Yet, today, something was different. She had seen it in his eyes. The way they flickered with an unnatural light, just like Max’s had when he first discovered his powers. But Max was dead. Wasn’t he? She replayed the last moments before my death in her mind. They had all been there, watching as my body was consumed by the flames. The demons were gone, but so was I. The ashes had scattered, leaving nothing behind but memories. Yet now, here was Peter, a boy who had never shown any sign of power, suddenly brimming with strength and, more troubling, with glowing eyes. Helena shook her head as she made her way to the library. She needed answers, but first she needed to clear her head. Boyd could think she was crazy all he wanted, but
Helena looked sideways, trying to see if her superhero was going to appear to save the day, but Boyd was nowhere to be seen. " What? Don't tell me you are waiting for him again." Zack said with a smirk across his face. "The usual." One of his goons said from behind. Zack was about to lay his hands on Helena, but Peter's strong hands stopped him. Zack made a hurting sound that made all his friends look at Peter and back at Zack. "Don't just stand there! Beat the crap out of him!" Zack shouted, holding his hands. " Run!" Peter shouted at Helena and Emma, and they took to their heels, with Zack and his minions chasing after them. They managed to run into the university garden. Breathing heavily, Helena turned and looked at Peter. "What was that?" She asked, gasping for breath. "What was what? I guess you are not happy that I saved your life. I wonder what Zack would have done to you." Peter said, looking at Helena as he fell down on the grassy lawn in front of him. "We both know Zack
"What are you doing?" Helena heard a voice right beside her, and she turned to look at who she was. "And you are?" She asked, looking at Emma. "What are you doing here, Emma? "Ain't you supposed to be in your school?" Peter said, looking at her confused. "What do you mean be in your school? We both now attend the same university. Don't tell me you don't remember any of that." Emma asked, looking a bit taken back by the fact that Peter didn't remember what had happened in the last few hours."Let us try to relax and help me understand this. You are now a student here, and what is she doing in front of me?" Peter asked again, looking at Helena, who was confused. She saw Peter Whitmore was back to his old self and wondered what was happening. One minute he was acting like he had a big secret that needed to be shared with her, and the next moment, he was a nutcase. "I am sorry, I thought... I just..." Helena stammered, feeling like a complete idiot. "By any chance, are you hitting on my
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