'Man it feels like I have been floating around in this darkness forever…' I think as my memories take me back to what I was doing before I got here, which was getting into the shower while typing up a chapter for one of my Fanfictions, one second I was reaching out to turn on the water the next everything went black.
'I must have died…'
"Oh my, Becky didn't tell me that I had a client waiting for me in the waiting room, and she didn't pull the wool from you either, when I get done with that worthless assistant, haa." I hear a woman's voice and then I'm nearly blinded by light, before my eyes adjust, I find myself sitting in…a fancy/luxurious waiting room, with a gorgeous curvy redhead.
"Hello, policy number 68-580-03207221996, I am Serena your Isekai Insurance Agent, and I am sorry to be the one to inform you but you have died in your original world…" My mind blinks out at having my suspicion that I was dead confirmed.
"Shoot, he blacked out, no doubt because of damages done to his psyche and soul after having had the wool kept over him after waiting here so long…I'm going to have to make reparations…"
I slowly blink my eyes open as I wake up.
"Have you come to terms with the fact that you have died?" Serena's voice comes from somewhere behind me.
"Yes…" I trail off because how does one really come to terms with dying yet…still being alive.
"Then let's start on the reason you're here. But first, do you remember taking out that Isekai Life Insurance policy, in 2021?"
"Yeah…probably the best dollar ninety nine ($1.99) I've ever spent…especially because they made that hoax insurance look so official…" Serena lets out a tinkling laugh.
"Yes, well…even though the insurance policy was a bit of an amusing novelty to you at the time of purchase, I assure it is a very real…very valid insurance and you purchased it. Now I know you didn't read the fine print but your policy is an unlimited use policy, so that means you're insured no matter how many times you die."
"Okay, and what does that mean for me?" I ask as I try to remember the fine print of the policy but find that it eludes me.
'Did I even read the fine print?' I wonder before Serena pulls me out of my thoughts.
"Well, as your policy is an Isekai policy…you can be transported or reincarnated into a new, unfamiliar or familiar world, which could be anything from a fantasy realm, to a parallel universe, or a game-like setting…the options I have just said are actually not completely accurate as I have limited the description to save time."
"Ahh, okay I get it now, this is like one of my Self Insert fanfictions."
"Correct, unlike your typical fanfiction though you do not get wishes as you didn't buy the additional coverage, the only thing your policy truly included besides unlimited Isekais upon true death, is that your memories…your identity and your ego will stay intact, unless you request otherwise. Oh and you have the choice of where you want to go, and of what sex and species you will be…most humans wish to remain human or bipedal humanoids, though the species that you can choose to be are limited to the universe that you will be entering…no picking a race expecting to become an omni-level entity either."
'Darn no wishes or special items to give me an advantage.' I think in disappointment, and I immediately cut Serena off before she can continue informing me of my situation.
"Sorry to interrupt, but just to clarify, say I go to a DC universe, and chose to be a Kryptonian, I die and say I chose to go to a Star Wars universe…will I still have access to my Kryptonian powerset…even though I have to change my species to something in universe?"
"No…you will not still possess the qualities inherited, for you will no longer be of that race…"
"Darn…" I mutter to myself and quickly get the feeling I'm quickly becoming an annoyance.
"Okay…thank you for explaining that to me in greater detail and sorry for interrupting you." I express my regret for interrupting.
"It is fine, little one, and as nice as it has been to have some company that can actually carry on a conversation with me after so long. But it is time to make your choices."
"I would like to go to the-" The sound of a telephone ringing interrupts me.
"I'm sorry to interrupt you, but can you hold off for a moment? My boss is contacting me…" Serena interrupts me, with a worried smile on her face making me nod yes in understanding.
"He-hello, yes sir, I'm with him right now, and I managed to stop him before he made his destination clear."
"But sir, this is unprecedented and it nearly violates the treaty, and the company's policies!" I almost feel like I can hear someone chewing out this feminine presence over the phone.
"Ye-yes sir." The feminine presence murmurs and I can feel its attention back on me.
"So, I know you heard me getting my ass chewed by the big boss."
"Uhh, sorry…I didn't mean to…" I apologize while feeling awkward.
"No, I'm sorry I should have isolated myself from you and taken the call in private, it was just so unexpected…my boss never calls me, so it seems that a peculiar opening has come up…" My eyes widen at the passion in Serena's tone, it seems these events are really lighting a fire in her…or it.
"Umm, I wouldn't be opposed to it…but is there anything…in it for me…other than the obvious?"
"Hmm, I think I like you Mr Town…yes I quite like you, indeed…there is more in it for you…have you heard of the TV shows Grimm and Teen Wolf?" Serena pauses, before asking me about the tv show Grimm.
"Yeah, they're both pretty good except for the last seasons…why what's up?"
"So I already planned on offering you reparations because of my assistant's screw up, but my boss wishes to take it a step further…you see a world of the Teen Wolf multiverse is supposed to have a Grimm, like supernatural hunter to fight back against the supernatural forces that threaten the safety of humankind…but it doesn't due to a war between them and Vampires…both species ended up extinct from the war. So here is my boss's offer, it is to go to the world of Teen Wolf as not only the first Grimm in over a century but as a super Grimm, you'll be stronger, faster and more durable than any other Grimm before you."
'That sounds like a pretty sweet deal…and it's not like I really have to do anything…'
"While you consider that option, I'll take this time to inform you that I also have a couple of boons. I'm personally going to offer you whether you accept my boss's offer or not…to make up for my assistant's neglect of her duties."
'Plus being a Grimm in Teen Wolf actually sounds pretty cool world…and if I'm lucky maybe I can steal the hotties from the dumbass male main characters…' I think as I feel myself nodding in agreement with my thoughts.
"Okay, I'll go to the world of Teen Wolf…be 'it's Grimm and do my absolute level best to propagate my line across the world, Oh probably should make it clear that I want to be male." I joke.
"Very well then…here is a list of my boons that I curated over the course of my Jump Chain career." Serena smiles sultry at me, as a holographic screen flickers to life in front of me.
'She was a Jumper…neat.'
"You may select three and only three…from this list."
Twins Of Shadow
Create a copy of yourself that has all your physical and mental stats, follows your commands faithfully and without question without regard for it's personal safety, All knowledge and experience your copy attains is transferred to you, such as memories and workout gains, negative side effects are not transferred, When copy is destroyed, a new one can be summoned again after 24 hours has passed, if you desummon the clone away you can resummon the clone instantly.
Dusk to Dawn
During the Day, you are four times stronger, tougher. and faster, you also heal from any non-insta death' injuries, within a few short moments. During the Night, you can turn invisible, read minds, and give nightmares to those asleep as long as you're within ten feet of them.
Seashell Spring
Transform into a merman, yes the sexy kind from DCEU, swim faster than a dolphin, live underwater (resistant to cold and pressure of the deep, can see just fine in the dark), and when you talk marine creatures they understand you but don't expect them to help you just because you can understand each other, another benefit to this boom is that your singing can put people in a hypnotic state, you also gain the ability of an average level Waterbender.
The Green thumb of Gaia
Hasten the growth of plants. This can make seeds become seedlings in seconds, make flowers bloom and improve the taste of fruits. Other benefits of this boon are that you gain the ability to draw sustenance from sunlight, and become immune to any viral disease, and have the lifespan of an English oak tree.
Thorn Curse
Your touch can cause pain or pleasure to humans, even if you only have a grip on say someone's hair or finger this can still be used to affect them, with enough pain or pleasure, you can essentially mind control any subject.
Seraphim
Grow a pair of strong wings from your back that allow you to fly like a bird, detect any lies from others' words, and gain average Firebending and Airbending skills.
Healer's Touch
Healer's touch covers anything from minor wounds, internal bleeding, diseases to poisons, cancers and missing limbs; it can even bring someone back from the brink of death once, will autonomously prevent the user's own death as long as he or she stays in a near-dead state, but this ability cannot revive the dead. Can restore nonliving things to a like new condition.
Pocket Loft
Pocket Loft is a personal pocket dimension, that contains a large loft style apartment, a large bedroom with a king sized bed, a window that shows a view of the owners favorite destination, a radiator, a small desk, six power outlets, and a closet, A full kitchen with a stove, always stocked fridge, cabinets, always stocked pantry, dishwasher, breakfast island, cutlery and other necessities, a full bathroom with a shower/bathtub, and a half bath. Living room with comfy furniture, a large entertainment system with consoles, stereo and speakers, massive wall dominating tv.
To travel to this pocket world simply by looking at a wall or doorway and thinking of the pocket loft, this will create a doorway into the dimension.
'Twin of Shadows' is a definite must, Pocket Loft is a must, and Thorn Curse is porn/interrogation central…between Gaia's green thumb and Thorn Curse…I like the idea of being able to influence plants…but being able to pleasure and inflict pain on someone through a simple graze…is so powerful…so Thorn Curse it is.' I select my choices.
"Hmm, quite the combination…most when I offer this usually pick The Green Thumb of Gaia, Dusk to Dawn and Twin of Shadows." Serena hums softly.
"That is a good combo too, but I'm not really interested in hearing people's thoughts, even though the healing factor and physical boost are appealing options…and as awesome as the green thumb of Gaia is, living a thousand years plus and no longer needing to eat because I can gain nutrition from sunlight are amazingly awesome…I like to eat and I'd rather not live that long I'd be happy with fourth to sixty years in peak physical condition of a fit athletic twenty five year old."
"You have interesting thoughts on my boons. Tell me something…if I gave you a choice would you order my assistant killed for almost damning you to insanity brought on by continuing to linger in the darkness, as you were?"
'Kill her for making a mistake…I mean her messing up at her job would have been horrible for me…but to kill her…'
"No but I would punish her if I were you and watch her more closely while putting her on…uhh, I can't think of the word…" I began rubbing my chin with my thumb, muttering my reply and suddenly the word comes to me, I snap my fingers.
"Probation, I'd put her on probation one more screw up and then she'd be packing up her belongings and getting kicked to the curb."
"Hmm, merciful and fair…I will allow you one more boon…choose wisely…"
"Healing Touch, and thank you Serena…for asking my opinion and giving me a reward for it." I say and thank her immediately, and although Gaia's green thumb is a great one, being able to heal people fits me as a person better.
"Hmm, you are most welcome though I will admit that I expected a different choice from you…anyways…our business is complete, now close your eyes and count to ten." Serena tells me and I do as she says I close my eyes and start counting to ten inside my head, and then I'm waking up, my bed is nice and warm, the pillow underneath my head feels great, and I'm feeling that feeling where sleep has really got you good, and you feel fanfuckingtastic, a smile makes its way onto my face.
'I guess it was all a vivid dream…' I think and in one fluid motion, I hang my legs off the edge of the bed, sit up, rub the sleep salt from my eyes with the backs of my hands.
Finally cracking open my eyes a crack, only to pause in fully opening them as I feel a warning throb behind my eyes, which makes me bring my hands up to cover my eyes.
'That was weird, it was like my body was warning me not to get up and just lay back down and go back to sleep…' I think as I remove my hands from over my face and open my eyes.
"Where the fuck am I?!" I murmur my question aloud while looking around whoever's room I just woke up in…just as I'm about to fall into a full-blown panic attack I feel this tingling sensation pass through my skull and throughout my body, and then it's like a closed door opens in my mind and an influx of knowledge/memories flow into my mind and merge with the memories I already have.
Instead of the skull-bursting pain troupe that so many authors use in rebirth scenarios…I let myself fall back onto the bed, head nearly hitting the wall, as I fell backwards.
I feel only mental and emotional turmoil that stems from the fact that Serena wasn't a dream and the devastating feelings at the loss of my family from my old life, the loss of my mother in this one, the longing for her to run her fingers through my hair while my head rests on her thigh.
The love I feel for my dad, the feeling of a lifelong friendship…brotherhood that I have with Scott McCall, and last but not least…the childhood crush I have on Melissa Mommy McCall…I mean Lydia Strawberry blonde sexiness Martin.
'Even if I don't become a part of the supernatural, I still want to achieve things I could only dream about in my last life…No, don't think like that just live life…don't set goals so you can fail at achieving them!' I think while thinking about most main characters in these kinds of stories about being transmigrated often don't speak about the weight that comes with the self expectations, the expectation to be any better than in the past, the expectation you're going to be loved and find love, the expectation to make something of yourself it is already hard to bear, and most authors skim straight past this, not fathoming the what-ifs and the ins and out's of what happened to them.
'This world is incredibly similar to my own, there is a possibility that others have also been reincarnated, or that the history of this world is vastly different than my first world…granted I know it's not other than the supernatural elements, because of Stiles being sixteen and a diligent student…even with his penchant for eavesdropping and police scanner chasing only.
Sitting up, taking the arm that I had rested across my face off, releasing a sigh, I stand up and walk out of the bedroom into the narrow hallway that leads to the other areas of the house navigating my way to the bathroom.
The cold, wooden floors lining the hallway feel good against my skin, though the much colder tiles of the bathroom floor sting slightly before my body adjusts.
Coming to a stop in front of the bathroom mirror, looking myself over in said mirror I'm greeted by the teenaged face...of Dylan O'Brian one that looks way too good to be an actual teenager though my body is a bit lanky and awkward looking…for a sixteen year old.
Staring for half a heartbeat longer, before leaning down and turning on the sink's faucet, checking the water with my index finger to make sure that the water is cold. Confirming it is indeed cold, I cup my hands underneath the stream, letting the water pool on my hands, before throwing it up into my face, the frigid liquid impacting against my skin and eyes shocking the last vestige of doubt over my death and transmigration…and the unintended side effect of fully waking me up.
Releasing a soft sigh, "What do I do? Do I play Mr.Fix-It? Do I play the Keep the Plot Intact, Do I let my Dick lead the way?" I ask myself while staring into my eyes in the reflection of the mirror as droplets of moisture run down my face and soak into my pajama shirt.
Turning off the sink, and then reaching into the shower I turn on the hot water, take a quick cold shower, get out of the shower and dry my hair before wrapping my towel around my waist I head back into my room and get dressed.
Today is a Monday, a day dreaded by the old Stiles…a dread shared between us as weekends and the last two days of the week are the best and most welcomed by me.
'It's kinda a relief that Noah is rarely home…sure I might have Stiles's love for his Dad…but I'm not really looking forward to being under the the parental care of Sheriff Stilinski
Leaving my walking downstairs looking at one of many clocks spread throughout the house I see that the time is 8:20 am. One nice thing about living here in Beacon Hills is that school starts at 9:00 am and gets out at 2:30 pm, which is really nice as having to go to school at 6:00am and be there until 3:00 pm was the worst torture of being a teenaged New Yorker.
Walking into the kitchen, reaching the counter, I reach up into the dishware cupboard, pull out a bowl, set it down on the counter pull out the silverware drawer grab out a spoon, then walk over to the fridge grabbing the box of lucky charms from the top of the fridge and pulling out the gallon of milk, I return to the counter and make myself a bowl of cereal.
Filling the bowl with sugary goodness first as only uncivilized barbarians fill their bowls with milk first, filling the bowl to the point that the cereal reaches the brim of the bowl, twisting the cap off of the gallon of milk, taking a sniff, "Smells fine." I mutter and I begin drowning the cereal with milk to the point cereal starts to plunk against the counter that I happily pick up and pop into my mouth.
Screwing the cap back into the gallon of milk, rolling the cereal bag back up and putting the potato chip bag clip on it, before sliding the bag back into the box, just as I'm about to walk back over to the fridge to put away the milk and cereal, I stop.
'I wonder how I use my Twin of Shadow ability?' I wonder and feel a mental interface at the back of my mind, it was basic [Summon Clone] [Desummon Clone]
Mentally I select summon clone, I feel this pull near my belly button and suddenly there is a Dylan O'Brian clone standing next to me in the same clothes I'm wearing.
"Woah, that's a little freaky, but hey bro, do me a solid and put the milk in the fridge and the cereal on top of the fridge." I greet the clone and it smiles at me.
"Sure thing bro." My clone says back to me, grabs the gallon of milk and box of Lucky Charms off of the counter and puts the two items away where they go.
'Sweet…and a little disconcerting as it's like I'm the one that just put away the milk and cereal…though my clone did it, I can even feel the lingering feel of the coolness of the plastic gallon jug of milk against my skin.' I think and shake off my feelings of strangeness to begin happily munching on my sugary cereal tasting the rainbow.
Putting aside the thoughts of thinking about the things I want to or should do and just enjoying the simple moment of eating my favorite cereal, "Hey Bro, go to school act like Stiles…after school and Lacrosse practice go to the fitness center and work out for a couple of hours before returning home…oh yeah, take the Jeep." I command my clone while picking up my bowl, carrying it in my left hand, while I continue to eat with my right hand as I walk upstairs eating my cereal while on the move is only slightly difficult, but it is also fulfilling entering my bedroom once more.
Closing the door behind me with my foot I walk to my desk, and sit down in my wheeled gaming chair, setting the bowl down on the desk, with my now freed left hand I power on my mac computer.
And a sudden wave of grief hits me,
I sigh and unconsciously wipe away some tears from the corners of my eyes, despite feeling like I've lived as Stiles…been Stiles all this life, there's just something so heartbreaking about the fact that I'll never be able to see my family again, my pain in the butt little brother, my parents, aunt, little cousins, grandmother, my four legged boys Harley and Deisel and my family that ain't blood.
Sighing again I hold my head with my left hand, 'Look you can't go back so there's no point in ruining this opportunity for what is long gone, you have a real chance to become happier and be more fulfilled in every aspect of your life here in this world this life than you did in your last so nutup and shut up!' I tell myself pointedly and though the words are a bit harsh I agree with myself, as I can't, won't let the pain of something irreversible and unchangeable cripple my potential whether I have a lot or not, in the end I'm going to live life to the fullest so when the end here comes I can look back proudly on my life here whether I accomplish something great or not.
A small smile makes it's way onto my face, I take my head off of my left hand and lean back in my chair looking up at the ceiling, I close my eyes and just let my emotions rage inside of me while I experience car troubles with my Jeep…more like Heep that belonged to my mother calming down as I recognize the most likely issue with the Jeep and plan out my fixes for it.
Reopening my eyes, getting slightly overwhelmed by both the double vision and sensations before they level out, I continue eating my cereal while going online and creating a MT.Gox account and then got the software I needed to begin mining Bitcoin, "I'll have to start investing in some proper hardware and build a custom rig but I should net a 100 to 250 Bitcoins, even with this hardware before the problem solving becomes too much for a standard desktop computer." I mutter marking the start of my life as Stiles Stilinski.
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Veterinarian Doctor Deaton froze as he felt the world, seemingly letting out a breath of relief, on his desk a small vessel filled with mountain ash fell over, and the cloud of ash that fell to the floor forms the symbol of the Grimm's.
"That, that's not possible…the Grimms went extinct along with the Vampires during the witch hunts of the seventeenth century." Alan Deaton murmurs as he leans back against his desk.
All around the world supernatural creatures felt a shudder of fear run down their spines, few old enough to remember that fear knew what it meant, A Grimm walked the earth once again.
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Peter Hale's eyes snap open glowing red, the symbol of the boogeyman burning in his mind's eye, "Grimm…" Peter's voice comes out a broken growl.
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Seeing Erica Reyes in the hallway at the school clutching binders to her chest wearing baggy unflattering sweat clothes, through my clone's eyes, I have the urge to go talk to her as Scott continues to prattle on about getting bitten by a wolf last night.
'I wonder if my healing touch could cure Erica of her condition? I wish I could take over my clone and talk to her.' I think and suddenly I'm fully in school and walking up to Erica the stacked girl doesn't notice me, so I reach out to her and rest my hand against her shoulder, Erica jumps at the touch and folds in on herself to turn around and face me.
"Sorry Erica, I didn't mean to scare you." I apologize to the girl who's shoulder trembles underneath my hand.
"St-Stiles!" The girl blushes pink and stutters my name.
"Yep it's me…so I was wondering if you wouldn't mind working together on the presentation for Social Studies?"
"Of, of course I can…but I…don't you usually work with Scott?"
"Yeah…but, I don't feel like carrying him…like always…and well I'd like to hang out with you…how would you feel about coming to my house after school to work on the project?"
"Eep!" Erica makes a cute embarrassed sound that makes a small smirk twitch at the corners of my lips.
"I mean, yeah sure…umm, do I need to bring anything?" Erica asks me in a shy but excited tone.
"Just those pretty eyes and big brain." I tease Erica with a teasing smile on my face, and start to worry I might cause her to have a seizure with the way she is blushing and breathing heavily, not to mention the way that she's clutching her binders to her chest.
The bell rings and Erica scurries off, a secretive but happy smile on her face, 'Is it wrong to use the crush that the girl has on Stiles, to lure her in…? probably…' I wonder as I slip back into my body and let my clone take his control back, "Stiles, what was that?!" I hear Scott asking my clone and roll my eyes.
"Well, people are starting to think…we're gay…and Erica is pretty…and has a crush on me." My clone replies in the exact words that flitted through my mind.
Scott looks absolutely floored by my response, dumbfounded mouth hanging open and everything.
'Heh, fucking with Scott is gonna be fun…' I chuckle as I start thinking about how to immediately solve my cash flow problems, while logging into my bank account on my computer to see that I have four hundred dollars.
"I guess I could sell weed…that would be kinda funny, you know the whole Sheriff's son being a drug dealer…actually, steroids might be a better path with kids like Jackson Whittemore…looking for a boost."
'Or…or you could heal rich people of cancer…or other diseases…though that seems like a pretty risky option, maybe if I had protections in place to keep me safe and protect my identity…let's put that on the back burner as a plan as it does have merit.'
"Maybe I could charge other supernatural beings to heal them. I wonder how much Deucalion would pay to have his eyes healed…? If he'd pay at all…that is, is the real question."
'I could charge Derrick a small fortune to heal him when he gets poisoned by the wolfsbane bullet Kate shoots him with…Gerard would probably take Noah, and anyone else I care about hostage if he found out I could heal people.'
"All of this is pointless right now, I should go check out my pocket loft…" Standing up from my chair I concentrate on a patch of wall without any obstructions, with the intent to travel to my pocket loft, an average looking wooden door appears, walking forward I tentatively reach out and grab the door handle.
Turning the knob I give the door a little push and it slowly swings open on silent hinges.
The place is nice, exposed wood support beams, exposed unpainted brick walls, hardwood floors, a main room size upper floor with four sets of stairs leading up to it, a full kitchen, full living room suite.
"That tv is fucking massive, shit there's even an Xbox Series X and a PS5 Pro, a full stero surround sound system too." I mutter before continuing to explore my loft.
The half bath is a simple sink and toilet only, checking the cupboards, pantry and fridge. I find all of my favorite foods, snacks and ingredients to cook foods with.
Upstairs in the loft the bed is massive more like an Alaskan king that a regular king sized bed, there's extra sheets, comforter and pillows in the closet, a dresser contains clothes in my size nothing fancy just an assortment of black and white underwear, along with simple white and black t-shirts, and sweatpants/shirts.
Walking beside the bed I pull open the nightstand and find an assortment of things, silk cord, handcuffs, packages vibrating dildos, butt plugs both vibrating and of the mundane variety, an Infinity 1911, and a Kabar combat knife.
'Well…Serena has some good taste…' I think as I take apart the Infinity 1911, and test its actions as I put it back together.
"The sex toys on the other hand…" I mutter and put the pistol, knife and toys back into the drawer.
'You know…I wonder…if I can open a doorway here through my clone…?' I wonder, as I reach for my connection to my clone and request for him to try and open a doorway for me.
'So it looks like if I want to I can have my clone operate completely independent of me…though, as of right now I kinda prefer keeping it as more of a remote control toy car that has an autopilot that lets me concentrate on other things…but I can take over whenever I want to.'
My clone sends back a mental nod of acknowledgement to my order, and requests to go use the bathroom, the teacher who happens to be Coach gives Clone Stiles the go ahead.
Ten seconds later a door to my pocket loft appears in place of the door to exit the bathroom stall.
My clone opened the door and walked in and I walked out, I allowed the door to shut and disappear, and when the clone went to leave the door opened up into my bedroom as that was the last place that I entered from.
'Okay, so my clone can open a doorway to my pocket loft, but the set location to exit the pocket loft is from where I last entered…not an amazing teleportation power but I can have my clone travel everywhere and then I can just have it open a doorway for me…might make for a cool prank.'
'I really don't want my portal leading to a stall in the boy's bathroom.' I groan, 'Should have tried this in the girl's locker room.' I think and smack my own forehead, 'Bad, bad Stiles.'
Returning to my pocket loft and sending my clone back to school, I walk over to and flop down onto the super cozy couch, grab the tv remote and Xbox controller off of the coffee table and turn both devices on.
"Sweet, Serena you're that Best!" I say while throwing my right hand in the air while holding the Xbox controller since it auto signed into my account from my old life, and though I know it has a low probability…I hope that I can cheat the system and talk to my little brother on the Xbox.
'My little brother and little cousins don't show up on my friends list anymore…' I mentally sigh and feel a little down as my glimmer of hope is dashed.
"Time to play some GTA 5." I mutter and click A on GTA 5, my clone send me updates throughout the day, and let's just say Scott…is even worse than in the show with the whininess and the creepin on Alison and worse yet his eyes are slowly growing more werewolf yellow, to my eyes must be my Grimm powers kicking in.
'I shouldn't be too hard on Scott…I've struggled to take my eyes off of the trifecta of Alison, Lydia and Erica all day…' I sigh as every time I've strengthened my connection to the clone it was when I was in close proximity to one of the three or all of them.
"At least this is the last class of the day…and then I can use Erica as a guinea pig…to test my healing powers…and maybe the Thorn Curse…" I hum as I exit the game and open up the movies and tv app, scrolling through I put on Blade, for background noise.
Suddenly I feel a rush of panicked urgency come from my clone and I take control, Erica is convulsing in her chair, students are laughing and pointing at her, one brainiac kid was aiming a pen towards her mouth, I'm out of my desk and beside Erica before I can fully comprehend that I am even moving.
Backhanding Greenberg who was trying to stick in Erica's mouth, I gently grab the girl experiencing a powerful seizure to the point she's foaming at the mouth, and lower her to the floor, and lay her on her side.
There were more than a few kids laughing, and taking pictures of Erica soiling herself and convulsing.
'I hope I never have to go through another seizure…highschool was awful for me…they always came on so suddenly…'
Erica slowly comes out of her seizure and clenches her eyes shut, but it's obvious she's crying… 'Lights are probably too bright and these apes are too loud…' I think as Miss Keding comes over she's a rather pretty early twenties art teacher.
"I'll take her to the nurses office, Miss Keding." I offer before the teacher can even open her mouth, she pauses and looks at the majority of the students who are making fun of Erica and nods to me.
"Go on then, straight to the office I'll be calling down to check."
I raise an eyebrow at that, 'What does she think I'll take Erica who just suffered a severe episode, to down dark corner and rape her?' I wonder as I pick Erica up in a princess carry, the girl barely conscious, clings to me and tries to hide her face in my chest.
"Shh, everythings alright Erica." I murmur in as soothing of a voice as I can while carrying her out of the classroom toward the nurse's office.
Entering the nurse's office the moderately attractive middle aged woman immediately waves me to the bathroom.
"Erica honey, have you been skipping your meds?!" The nurse accuses judgmentally and Erica shrinks into my hold.
"And you Mr.Toughguy, I'm going to need your help, while Erica isn't very heavy, I'm also not strong enough to support her, if you spread any rumors or do anything untoward."
"Mrs Aubrey, Stiles isn't like that." Comes Erica's extremely weak voice as she gives the nurse a death glare.
"No need for threats, I know how bad it sucks to lose control of your body and have it betray you…" I mutter and both women look at me oddly but shrug it off.
I keep my head turned to the side as Nurse Aubrey takes off Erica's solid clothes and helps clean herself up… "Do you want to take a shower Erica honey?" Burse Aubrey asks.
Erica nods yes even as she turns bright red, "Is it okay if I leave you alone with this young man to call your mother?"
"Ye-yes." Erica stutters.
'How is this happening right now?!' I wonder as Erica's big bra clad breasts are pressing against my chest.
I find myself gulping as a tent forms in my pants and I carry her into the shower. 'There's a seat so I'm mostly needed to just sit with her incase she falls or has another episode.'
"I'm so disgusting." I hear Erica mutter and suppress the urge to simultaneously bitch slap some sense into her and kiss her.
"Erica you're beautiful…you just have a health problem." I try to reassure Erica but I can tell that she's not buying it.
So I open the shower curtain, grab her chin and forcefully kiss her, "St-Stiles, w-why?"
"I meant it when I said that you're beautiful, you have a rockin 'body, pretty blue eyes, good hair, sure you've got a bit of acne probably because of your meds, but still you're beautiful." I say to Erica and hear a throat clearing behind me, breaking away from Erica I see Nurse Aubrey standing there with a hand on her hip, the other on the door frame.
"See Erica, Honey I've been telling you the boys have been noticing how pretty you are, So I called your mom she won't be able to come get you…but after hearing about Toughguy here she asked if you'd be alright with him taking you home, and as it's the end of the day I'm willing to let him leave early."
"I'll take Erica home." I say before Erica can answer.
'A little too eager there Stiles.' I internally groan, at the smirking smile and raised eyebrow of the nurse.
"Is that okay with you Eri-" -a
"Yes!" Erica shouts interrupting Nurse Aubrey.
"Ca, well then why don't you wash up and I'll grab you both a change of clothes…save your bra though…I don't have a spare that big."
…
My clone stealthily hand my keys off to me and I return to the nurses office.
"Stiles you don't need to carry me." Erica murmurs even as she wraps her arms around my neck.
"You look like a fawn trying to take it's first steps…besides I like carrying a certain cute girl in my arms." I tease the blonde and make the nurse huff out a laugh.
With Erica in my arms in a princess carry, we exit the school and make it to my Jeep rather quickly, Erica helps by opening the passenger side door and I set her down on the seat, getting into the driver's seat the Jeep wouldn't start and I can hear the starter clicking, but the battery gauge tells me my battery is good, so to start on the other hand took Erica turning through key while I tap on the starter with a hammer.
Getting back into the Jeep, "Sorry about that…this Jeep was my mom's…I know she needs a lot of work, but I can't bring myself to let it go." I tell her and it's true that the original Stiles couldn't part with Mommy's Jeep…but me, well I'm definitely going to be looking around for something better.
"She's a classic, you should definitely work on her bit by bit." Erica says and rests her hand on my knee closest to her, a smile and a deep blush on her face, before she pulls away and turns to look out her door.
'Is Erica a bit of a gear head?!' I wonder, and find myself smiling at her.
"I don't know if you remember but my house is on Baker Street." Erica murmurs and rests her head against the door, which strangely is something that I remember as Erica and Stiles had been friends when they were little before his Mom died.
As it turns out Erica's house is only ten minutes from the school by car, so it was a very quick ride.
"You don't have to stay Stiles." Erica murmurs with a blushing voice as I carry her to the front door which she opens…she doesn't even protest as I carry her into her home.
"Nah, I'll stay and hang out with you till your mom gets home."
"Th-thanks Stiles…for everything." Erica murmurs before quickly pecking my lips and then pulling back out of embarrassment.
"Don't worry about it." I wave her off with a shrug and an uncommitted smile.
'Now…how to broach the subject?' I wonder as I kick the door shut and set Erica on her feet but keep an arm around her waist to support her.
"Erica, would you like to see something very, very cool? it's something that you'd have to keep a secret though." I ask Erica encouragingly but quickly turn serious with a warning look in my eyes as our eyes meet.
Erica blushes fiercely, 'Wait, why is she blushing like that and looking shy all of a sudden? what does she think I'm asking her if she wants to see my cock?!'
Erica lets out a nervous hum, "Okay I promise not to tell anyone." Erica softly says to me, making me smile.
"Good, let's go to your bedroom." I murmur and Erica fidgets as she guides me to her bedroom, my arm around her waist making us walk a little awkwardly.
Erica's hand trembles as she grabs and turns the door knob to her bedroom, as it opens we step inside, and…Erica's room is a mess clothes every wheres dirty or clean, monster and Red Bull cans lay strewn about a decent size plasma and an Xbox 360 occupy her dresser.
"Maybe you should show me in the living room." Erica murmurs as she kicks a pink lacy thong away from her foot.
I hum and shut the door as we're both fully inside and look at her bedroom door with a desire to travel to my pocket loft. A ripple spreads across the door and I grab the handle and turn it, opening the door into my pocket loft.
Erica looks at me with a dubious expression on her face, "Erica…do you trust me?" I ask Erica with as much seriousness as I can muster.
"Yes." Erica says without any hesitation at all, surprising me, "Then let's go." I say back to her with a smirk and pull her into my pocket loft.
"Stiles!" Erica cries out in surprise before gasping, "Stiles where are we? This isn't my living room!" Erica rapid fires off a question and an expression of surprise.
"This is my pocket dimension…" I say simply and to the point.
"Pocket…Dimension…" Erica murmurs slowly with wonder and maybe a small bit of fear in her voice.
"You're sharing this with me…?" Erica turns to me with disbelief and a bit of cautiousness in her body language and voice.
"Yes, but that's not the only thing I'm going to share with you…" I say to Erica keeping a small smile on my face while internally rolling my eyes at myself because my mental voice cried out and said 'I'm gonna share this dick!'
"You see…the supernatural world is very real Erica, Witches, Druids, Werewolves, Ghouls, Kitsune and so many more supernatural creatures inhabit this world alongside us…and me well I'm the first one in my family line to awaken their magical heritage in a long long time, I'm what you would call a Grimm, Grimms can see supernatural creatures for what they are even when they look like normal people, I also have the side benefit of being stronger, faster and more durable than other humans that allows me to keep up with the supernaturals and kill them if need be." I begin to explain and Erica takes a timid step backwards.
"Erica, I'm not going to hurt you…as a Grimm it is my precognitive to protect normal humans from the supernatural creatures that would abuse and or kill them, though I'm not quite a normal Grimm as I had a mother that was a witch and her magics were passed onto me on my sixteenth birthday…one of these additional abilities that I have is to heal someone, in my mother's notes she writes that Neurological issues weren't outside of our purview to heal…you see Erica I want to set you free from your seizures and the horrible drugs the doctors put you on to try and control them." I continue to say and step forward steading Erica by wrapping an arm around her waist, I can hear and feel her heart pounding in her chest.
"Y-you think you can make it so I never have a seizure again?" Erica asks in such a hopeful yet timidly disbelieving tone before glancing around at my pocket loft.
'Don't do it, don't taint your relationship by trying to gain sexual favors from her…' I tell myself though I know I won't listen.
"Yes, I think I can cure you…there's just one stipulation for my healing abilities to work, we have to have intimate forms of contact…clothes are prohibited and the healing is more effective if we're exchanging bodily fluids like saliva or…"
"Se-semen." Erica stutters and turns a deep red.
"Yeah, we don't have to do those things, except for being naked and being as close to one another as possible…it just will take a lot longer to cure your condition." Erica gulps, I flinch as Erica's left slips into my sweatpants pocket, stunned. I don't react Erica in a flash has the little keyring pocket knife's blade out and cuts her hand with it.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?!" I snap at the pretty blonde and rip the knife out of her right hand cutting myself in the process.
"You can heal right? So heal me." Erica mutters with some steel in her eyes I throw my bloody keys away and grab Erica's hand and with the desire to heal, a small warm light comes from my hands, Erica's cut seals right up and I wipe the blood away with my thumb, while Erica stares at the fresh skin enraptured.
"You ever do that again, I'll bend you over my lap and smack your ass until you can't sit down for a week!" I growl at the blonde who turns her attention to me and smirks at me with more confidence than she's ever shown me…or probably anyone for that matter.
"You know I've always thought you were cute, but seeing you all mad and growly, you're really hot." Erica stummers, which makes me narrow my gaze at her, "So you were able to heal my cut with our clothes on…" Erica murmurs shyly and looks away from me.
"Healing a cut is a lot different than healing a neurological disorder, I can heal bruises, minor cuts and relieve fatigue with a casual touch, more invasive healing requires higher degrees of intimate contact."
"If you want we can start today or you can take some time to think it over, also we can just settle for some naked couch cuddling…we'll probably just have to do a lot of it and often, for it to be effective." I tell Erica gently even as my body gives an angry reaction to that.
"I-I trust you Stiles we can st-start now…if you're ready." Erica stutters and grabs the bottom hem of her borrowed top and pulls it over her head revealing her pastel blue bra that seems to strain to contain her bust.
She turns around, "Could you unhook my bra for me?" Erica asks in a murmur though I notice there is a lack of shyness.
"Sure." I murmur back as I reach up and unhook the article for her and slide the straps down off of her shoulders.
"Th-thanks."
'Ahh, there's the shy girl.' I think affectionately, and Erica kicks off her shoes and slowly slides off the black leggings and hello kitty panties the nurse loaned her, I resist the urge to grab Erica perfect ass, and start undressing myself as well.
Once naked I pick Erica up from behind, walk over to the couch and sit down with the beautiful stacked blonde on my lap, my dick hard as a rock tucked between her soft but firm buns, I wrap my arms around her middle, and start stroking the smooth plain of her abdomen.
While a dial appears in my mind like on a guitar amp it's labeled [extreme pain] all the way down on the left with little notches, that lead up to [moderate pain] some more little notches to normal, and then some little notches that lead to [moderate pleasure] another series of notches to [extreme pleasure].
I slowly start turning the dial up and even at two notches above normal the effects are apparent, Erica is wiggling in my lap, and making hot sighing sounds.
"St-Stiles." Erica huskily whispers in embarrassment as her arousal starts running down her thighs.
"Erica." My voice comes out a husky growl as I slide my hands up and cup the underside of her heaving breasts.
"Ohh, Stiles." A loud moan tears out of Erica as I start lightly massaging her breasts, Erica rests her head back on my shoulder and we begin to kiss. It's a soft, inexperienced, needy exploring kiss, even as Erica rocks her hips back and forth in my lap like a bitch in heat.
I turn the dial one notch higher, and Erica squeals into my lips as her whole body spasms and she cums hard enough to splatter my thighs with her pleasure.
Erica pants loudly, "Does that mean it's working?" Erica asks me in between breaths, "Mmmhmm…get rocking this sexy ass back and forth again, Papa Stiles needs to cum too." I tease Erica who smiles and leans into kissing me again while beginning to languidly rock her hips.
As Erica is doing her best to make me cum by rocking her ass back and forth on my lap I concentrate as much of my attention as I can into healing her, my vision shifts and I'm inside what seems like a massive system of electrical pathways, there are two dozen malformed and darkened nodes where the energy is displaced or arching from in an unstable manner.
I move towards the closest node and rest my metaphysical hands against it. The rush of sensory information makes my vision black out for a nanosecond but my brain subconsciously sorts through the information and I slowly set to work correcting the flow of energy.
I make it through three nodes before a sense of bone dead tiredness hits me and I'm pulled back to the couch. I can feel my sticky warm cum between mine and Erica's body's Erica is leaning, staring at me in concerned worry.
"Are you okay, you just kinda turned into a zombie for a while?…" Erica asks me her worry and care for me so thick it's a little surprising.
"Uhh, yeah…I think I was in your brain…healing some pathways, there's still a lot to do but it's exhausting." I reply to Erica as a massive yawn explodes out of me.
"Yeah, it's a little weird to think of you in my brain but…I know whatever you're doing is working. I feel so much better than I ever have, all my acne and scars are gone too." Erica murmurs as she places a tentative kiss against my lips.
'Huh, that's a cool side effect.' I think as I return Erica's kiss.
"Can we lay down and cuddle for a bit?" Erica asks me and I yawn again but find myself laying down on the couch Erica's head on my arm, my chest against her back, my right arm thrown over her cupping her left breast when my left hand holds her right hand.