Infinite

Back From The Dead

There was only silence between the two of them for several moments.

Then Stiles let loose several curses in several different languages, shouting them at the top of his lungs,"WHAT THE HELL, ALLISON?!!!"

Allison winced,"Hello, to you too, Stiles," She said, smiling nervously.

"No," Stiles said, walking forward, jabbing an accusing finger at her,"You don't get to flash that adorable dimple smile and expect all your troubles to just disappear."

"That's not—"

"What the hell were you thinking?!" Stiles demanded,"Letting everyone think that you're dead! Your Father was trying to find a way to bring you back to life."

Allison hung her head like she was ashamed,"I know."

"Did you just come back to check on him, or are you planning on staying?" Stiles asked.

Allison shook her head,"It's not that simple, Stiles."

"It's actually pretty simple," Stiles corrected,"You knock on the door and say,'Hello, it's me Allison. You know, Scott's first love, huntress, and former dead girl'."

"I can't!" Allison said a little more forcefully,"I'm different now, Stiles."

Stiles looked again to the daylight ring on her finger,"What did you do to yourself?" He asked in a whisper.

Allison's eyes become bloodshot, veins surrounded them, and when she opened her mouth to speak her upper canines elongated into fangs,"I did what I had to do to survive."

o stay alive."

"This isn't alive, Allison," Stiles growled,"This is never moving forward in your life. Never growing old, never being human, never having a peaceful afterlife."

"From what I hear, you have the similar problems," Allison retorted, her vampire face fading.

"Yeah, that's right," Stiles said,"Except I didn't choose this!" The rage filling Stiles started to take effect on the environment around him.

Nearly invisible waves of power start to come off his body, the lights flicker and the ground at Stiles's feet cracks.

Allison blinked, she had heard of the powers Infinites have, the power to alter nature itself, but as thunder crashes it shook her to her core.

Stiles looked around, seeing what he was causing, closing his eyes he drew the power back into him and it all disappeared.

"Whose blood did you drink?" Stiles asked, needing to know what her sire line was.

"I think Klaus Mikaelson," Allison answered,"Gerard always kept a vial of his blood with him, he thought it could cure his cancer. I don't know how he got it though."

"Niklaus," Stiles said, thinking about his favorite of the Mikaelson brothers, but when he died as Henrik and was born as another, he found out about the vampires and the Great Evil also known as Niklaus Mikaelson.

"You knew him, right?" Allison asked nervously, not wanting to anger Stiles again.

Stiles glared at her,"I don't see why I have to answer that. After all, you're just a walking corpse."

"Stiles, I'm sorry--"

"No," Stiles said,"What was the plan here? Check on your Dad, make sure everyone is alive then leave again?"

Allison nodded,"Basically."

"Where have you been?" Stiles asked.

"I still do what I've been trained to do."