Uncle Phil
Stiles POV
I had been driving for about 15 minutes before I got bored, ugh being alone on a long ass car trip with ADHD sucks.
I take offence to that statement, do I not count as company?
I nearly jumped out of my skin, I was so preoccupied with thinking about Vanessa and what I'm going to say to uncle Phil that I completely forgot about void
Sorry, I forgot you were there
I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that
I rolled my eyes, I was about to go back to my previous engagement of staring blankly at the road in front of me before I remembered something
Can you tell me about the 'effects'?
not sure if I should after you just forgot about me, but it would be dangerous if I didn't
I leant forwards In anticipation awaiting his response hoping that it could answer some of the questions I had about myself ever since I discovered my powers.
Basically you have all the powers that you had when part of me possessed you except this time you are in control.
Thank goodness
You will also notice that you have 1000 years worth of knowledge and wisdom due to my age, I haven't given it all to straight away so that I don't overwhelm you even though you are extremely intelligent it is a lot to take in all at once
that's true, I could've graduated high school when I was 15 but I decided to stay for Scott, i felt a pang of sadness at thinking about the person i thought to be my best friend, my brother...
my sadness was soon replaced by anger, I could have gone to any college I had wanted as a freaking teenager and lived the life my mother always wanted me to have, I could've had my dream job before most kids graduate but I stayed for my best friend.
when everyone left I still stayed.
when his dad left I was there for him, when he was bullied I stood up for him.
when he was struggling in school I supported him and personally tutored him to get his grades but up so that he could stay on the team.
when he was bitten I didn't leave I stayed by his side.
I took the time to help Scott with his powers,
I taught him control.
I could feel my heart speeding up and my face heating up, my hands were gripping the steering wheel so tight that my knuckles were white but In that moment I was too angry to care
I was there when Allison broke up with him,
I was the one who took care of his pack,
Stiles
I trained Liam after Scott bit him
Stiles!
I did everything that Scott was supposed to do as an alpha
I did everything for them! and they fucking betrayed me for protecting myself and my bastard "father" from GETTING KILLED!
STILES!
I was reefed out of my own head just in time to swerve out of the way of an oncoming truck in the other lane, I took several deep breaths loosening my grip on my poor steering wheel...
in
out
in
out
after a while my rage eventually died down and I could think clearly again, enough for me to realise that void had just saved my life for the second time in the span of 24 hours
thanks void
you should probably avoid thinking about triggering topics until we are in New York
yeah...what happened?
you got consumed by your anger and you almost lost control...look at your steering wheel
I hesitantly looked down pressing my knees against the wheel so that the car stays steady and lifted my hands to peer underneath them,
shit, underneath where my hands rested were ten deep finger shaped dents, I studied my hands a little bit in wonder at how I had managed to bend such hard material without much effort, then I felt slight fear at how I almost lost control so easily, how easily I allowed myself to be over taken by my anger
I think we should work on that first thing when we get to uncle Phil's, I don't want to lose control and accidentally hurt someone
yes that would be best, it shouldn't be too hard though you already have very good control over yourself
I smiled slightly at that, I had spent my whole life trying to control myself either from lashing out at my 'father' when he got drunk or any other people with a lower IQ, it wasn't easy being a genius kid with ADHD it meant that I had an even tougher time at controlling myself when I had to append my life constantly dumbing myself down to be able to interact with others and not make them feel threatened just because I was smarter with them.
controlling super powers would be a piece of cake compared to the control I had to learn as a kid to bite my tongue and not correct the teachers. right?
my breathing slightly sped up
stiles it will be ok, do you know how I know?
how?
because you were able to teach a pack of werewolves control, believe me that's no easy feat
stiles relaxed, allowing himself to crack a small smile
thanks void
no problem
The rest of the drive to New York was quite pleasant stiles didn't have anymore close calls and found himself actually enjoying voids company, and after around 4 hours we arrived at my uncles apartment building.
I walked up to the intercom to let my uncle know that I was here so that he could let me up.
I scanned the numbers on the wall until I found the one I was looking for
422
I pressed my finger to the buzzer and waited,
"who is it?"
"Uncle Phil its me, Stiles" I told him, it was great to hear his voice again after so many years
"if your really stiles then what did you give me for Christmas 11 years ago that made me cry?"
I smirked
"the last captain America trading card you needed for your collection"
there was a loud buzz and then a heavy *click* of the door unlocking, I made my way into the lobby before making a bee line for he elevator, no way was I gonna walk up a trillion flights of stairs, I mean don't get me wrong I'm actually very fit and far from the skinny weak human everyone in beacon hills thought I was but 20 flights of stairs is ridiculous, I'm not tryna die.
when the elevator reached Uncle Phil's floor I got out and started walking down the corridors until I reached my the door to his apartment, I took a deep breath and knocked.
as I was waiting for my uncle to answer the door my nerves kicked in for the first time since I'd left beacon hills, what if he's changed his mind and doesn't want me to stay with him anymore? I mean it has been 10 years since I last saw him and I've changed a lot since then, what if he took one look at me before casting me aside just like my dad had done, what if -
my chain of thought was interrupted by the door swinging open to reveal my uncles smiling face, he had aged since the last time I saw him.
his hair had thinned out and there were bags under is eyes from working hard, it can't be easy being a S.H.E.I.L.D agent it would definitely take its toll on you.
as soon as he layed his eyes on me his face broke out in a massive grin, the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes creasing
"Stiles!" He exclaimed before pulling me inside and wrapping me in a massive hug, I tensed a little at first before relaxing into his embrace.
"hey uncle Phil" I laughed returning the hug, I really missed his visits.
we used to be really close when I was younger, he was the only one who was there for me after my mums death, while my "dad" was off getting drunk within an inch of his life uncle Phil looked after me, he would comfort me when I woke up crying at night, he would stay up till all hours of the night to watch star wars with me when I couldn't go back to sleep, he was more my father than Noah ever was.
"I missed you kiddo" he said ruffling my hair as he pulled away
"I missed you too uncle Phil"
he took a step back to look me up and down
"wow you've grown up so much" he sighed looking both proud and sad,
I knew he felt guilty about missing the last ten years of my life without an explanation, even though I knew why he actually left, he didn't know that I had hacked into S.H.E.I.L.D's database when I was just a kid curious about his uncles job and found out that he was a field agent in a top secret organisation.
I would need to tell him about that soon, I feel bad that he's been carrying unnecessary guilt around for the past 10 years.
he led me through his apartment, it was small but very open and modern. I could tell he didn't spend much time at home and why would he when he had a job as awesome as being a secret agent!
He showed me around the open plan kitchen, dinning and lounge room before leading me down a seperate hall way where He showed me to my room which was right beside his so that I could put my bags down and get settled in.
Once I had unpacked all my stuff, which wasn't much, I went too met uncle Phil in the kitchen to catch up on what's happened since we last saw each other.
I was nervous, I knew I couldn't tell Phil about the supernatural or every thing about what happened to me in beacon hills, I didn't want to lie to him but I don't think I'm strong enough to re open old wounds yet.
I mean I almost had a break down thinking about one of the things that had happened to me, I don't even want to thing about the damage I could potentially cause talking about everything.
I will tell uncle Phil eventually but I think it would be best to learn how to control myself first so that I don't cause any damage.
If I accidentally hurt uncle Phil, I don't think I could ever forgive myself.
I found Phil sitting in one of the stools, elbows propped up on the kitchen bunch blowing on a cup of coffee, a second cup on the bench next to him.
Sitting down in the stool next to him I picked up the coffee and took a small sip feeling how the liquid warmed my insides immediately relaxing my muscles, I took another sip before turning to uncle Phil expecting for him to ask what I've been up to, or how school was going...or how Scott is
I was hoping Uncle Phil would ask about school, because that was a question that I could actually answer
"How's your father?"
Well I wasn't expecting that ...