The Arrival of the Three
The Alpha pack coming to Beacon Hills was a great thing for Peter. Peter could kill Ennis, get his Alpha spark and kill the wolf that had been at the core of the rift between Peter and Derek. Before Ennis had mauled Paige, Peter and Derek had been like brothers. If they still had been like brothers then Derek would have trusted him and Peter would have looked through Kates plan and their pack, their family would have never burned to death. Peter would have never had to live through six years of hell.
Cora and Derek left Beacon Hills after everything was dealt with without a second thought to Peter. He was left behind by the only other surviving members of his family - again.
And his Territory - their territory - now had a true Alpha teen idiot and his merry band of misfits. They were not worth Peters troubles so he decided to get out of this hellhole for a while.
He should have known better, after two months of actually living again everything went to shit.
He just had to fall through that portal. Peter was so done with this shit.
LordVoldemortTomMarvoloRiddleTheDarkLord had a headarch. Everything hurt. He felt like he properly belonged in an institution now, he had different sets of memories that he knew happened at the same time. His mind palace was all over the place and his head hadn't been this unorganised since he had been a thirteen-year-old. He also had all these emotions he hadn't felt so long and he felt clearer. A hole in his chest had been filled, numbing emptiness that clouded his every thought with rage of not being able to fill it had disappeared. Power thumped through him. He remembered everything now with a clarity that made him angry at his mad and unplanned moves in the past decades. He had memories of setting Nyra let lose on the school again and a red headed girl, he had memories of a houseelve and the Black Townhouse, he had memories of shinning gold and of the live of a boy growing up in a cupboard.
He had his Horcruxes memories. He had his Soulshards again. The emptiness had been the missing pieces of his Soul. His failsafe. He was mortal again. He still couldn't open his eyes but he felt his heartbeat quicken and his breath stutter.
When he could finally controll his panic and force his eyes open he saw a nightsky. Was this Death? Tom had always liked a clear nightsky, it brought him clarity, it meant not holding out in a bunker for the bombs to stop dropping, a clear sky meant no bombs would drop. Hogwarts had been his first home but he had missed the nightsky in the Slytherin doorms. During his travels he had seen the Nightsky in different countries something reassuring familiar.
When he could move his limps again he carefully locked around and found out he was not alone, also he had a human body again.
Damon had a plan, he would get Katherine out of the tomb and they could finally be together again.
Only Katherine hadn‘t been there, had never actually been in the tomb. Damons emotions were constantly between angry and hurt and the emptiness of it all. He wanted to rip Katherine apart like she had ripped his heart apart. Also he just wanted the numbness and feel nothing anymore because all these emotions where to much.
when he stumbled out of the tomb he didn‘t even care that he fell into a portal. Nothing could be worse then this.
Last thing he saw where the stars as the portal closed. When he blinked he still saw the stars but it was a different nightsky. And he was in different woods. And he was not alone.