A Made Promise [Peter/Thaila]

[Peter Hale]

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Peter was never known for coming to the Hale house unless he needed to. Well he didn't need to, but he had a reason for being there--reason that he wouldn't even tell Derek or anyone else in the pack. They didn't trust him, so why should he trust them to understand?

It had been awhile since he turned Scott, but he was never concerned with the boy--to be honest that boy looked ready to place him back in the grave, but really who could blame Scott? No, it was someone else he came to check up on--even if they never noticed that he did.

He entered the house that usually was empty at this time--Derek who knows where he went at times like this, and most of the kids are either having fun or making trouble. The teens in this home are no where to be found, and Peter liked it liked it like that.

Until he heard a noise coming from in the living area of the house. That made him alert as he looked towards that direction to see--a young girl. There was no way he could forget her face--he was the one that turned her and brother into werewolves.

He regretted turning her brother into a werewolf after her realized what kind of things he was doing to his sister, and in honesty--he was ready to rip the boy apart if he so much came near the girl again. He seem frozen though unsure what to say or do now that the girl was in front of him.

She didn't seem to take notice of him yet, so the only thing he did was cough into his hand as though to gain the attention from her. "I don't think I've seen you around here before--either that or I just haven't been around long enough to see you come into a room...."

He knew whom the girl was, but he didn't want to say that out loud in case the girl didn't realize it was him or she didn't like him in any way because of the turning. "My name is Peter, I'm Derek's uncle--and you are whom exactly?"

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[Thaila Elise Papillion]

Thaila Papillion lived in a fairytale. Maybe that was why she so closely resembled a Disney princess as she sat on the ground of the living room. Her legs were crossed beneath her on the ground, her long skirt spread covering the lower half of her till all that poked out were her feet. Her hair was twisted until it pulled back off her face, leaving only the occasional tendril to fall over her shoulders. She’d become so accustomed to the quiet. Her entire life it had been the quiet that she’d known best and she’d feared the moments when that quiet would be interrupted, these days she embraced the noise that little bit more. Noise meant that people were around, people that wanted to keep her safe from harm. Well, for the most part.

The pages of her book laid open in her lap, but it would seem that it was the creature crawling around before her that stole her attention instead of the inked words before her. She wore a grin as she remained distracted by the money spider crawling around before her. A grin she’d almost forgot she had. A grin that disappeared quickly as her shoulders rose and her eyes shot upwards at the sound of someone coughing.

For a moment, Thaila just watched Peter. She knew not why she did, but she felt as though she knew him, as though his face was familiar, and for some reason or another, he struck fear into her. Her golden eyes remained wide and glued to him as he spoke. She wished she knew why she remembered him, yet convinced herself that she imagined it, more so as he spoke with no recognition of her. As he asked who she was she blinked quickly, shaking her head and shooting to her feet, her book crashing against the floor as she straightened her body as well as her skirt.

“Forgive me for being so rude. My name is Thaila.” She stepped forward and extended her hand to him tentatively. “It’s a great pleasure to meet you, Peter.” She recalled things that had been said about Derek’s uncle, most of them in passing or in a context she was not meant to hear or understand. “I’m quite new here… Not as new as some of the others but… Derek refers to me as… Shy…” Shy she was, but she was more so polite than anything else.

[Peter Hale]

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He waited for the girl to say something anything to him. Perhaps this is what he was waiting for, waiting for her to at least recognize him. For a moment he thought that the girl had figured it out, knew whom he was, but then it was extinguish as she moved.

“Forgive me for being so rude. My name is Thaila.”

He noted how quickly she got ending with her book crashing to the ground before her. His eyes followed such book instead of keeping an eye no her, but his listening wasn't that bad--though not as it used to be. He nodded, "good to meet you Thaila....."

“It’s a great pleasure to meet you, Peter.”

She held out his hand to him and he literally raised a brow at her, "you want to shake my hand--really?" He didn't sound nervous, to be honest he sounded a bit bemused at the fact that she would. Even after possibly hearing all sorts of things about him.

He smiled as he shook her hand, it wasn't a real smile, but that was all she was going to get from him right now. Whether or not she believed his smile was friendly--well she really didn't know how to tell the difference, but either way he was going to play the part of nice uncle.

“I’m quite new here… Not as new as some of the others but… Derek refers to me as… Shy…”

Peter nodded, "I know...."

That came out wrong as he realized to come up with an answer quickly, then he remembered the book on the ground. He quickly swooped at it picking it up before handing it to her, "right--your--book.... He didn't look at it, he didn't see it would be right if he did, "may I ask what you are reading?"

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[Thaila Elise Papillion]

She knew she knew him, her mind was just so confused. Despite the fact she just looked like a seventeen year old, in her head, everything was so strained and confused that she wasn't really sure how to be one. As she looked upon Peter, she saw nothing in her mind but flashes, things her nightmares were made of. His face. His eyes. They haunted her. Only in her dreams they were different. Red as blood, as danger, as death. You could forgive the poor thing for convincing herself that her dreams weren't real, that her memories of Peter were just that, tricks her mind was playing on her. That he wasn't really the one she saw in said dreams but that now as she stood in front of him her mind was playing the cruellest of tricks on her.

She knew now that it was probably daft to offer him her hand to shake, but as she offered it, it seemed right. Manners were ingrained into her, beaten into her harshly as a child. She knew nothing but this. This was how you greeted someone new, no matter what and you spoke when you were spoken to and you never stepped out of line. Maybe that's why it was so hard for her pack to get used to her, she wasn't like them but she loved to be strong, to be brave. Her eyes followed him as he grabbed for her book. "Peter Pan and Wendy. It was my mothers favourite. She used to tell me how some day I would be like Wendy and I'd find a young man who'd take me away to Neverland. I always liked the idea of fairies better though."

[Peter Hale]

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He noted the look in her eyes as though she was seeing something else rather than him. Or to right--something he was before. He tilted his head to the side studying her--everything from her expression to the way she seem to make those memories stop.

He raised a brow, "are you alright?"

It was the only thing he could say at that moment, at least in his opinion--the only thing that might not scare her. Was she close to figuring out where she had seen him last, what he had turned her and her brother into? His mind might have been racing, but he held onto his poker face.

She seem to be tinkering away even as she watched him pick up the book. He could see she was trying to figure out if what she was seeing was real or not. He'd seen it before when he was growing up. How each person tried to remember the Alpha that bit them--but then coming up short.

"Peter Pan and Wendy. It was my mothers favourite. She used to tell me how some day I would be like Wendy and I'd find a young man who'd take me away to Neverland. I always liked the idea of fairies better though."

Ah.....

So the girl liked stories of fantasy, and she seem to like Fairies to boot. He chuckled at that new information as he nodded in understanding. "Oh yes, the newer versions of that book are very--innocent" he said from memory.

"Who knows, perhaps fairies are real, though--I truly doubt they are like what they are in that book." He looked out the window for a moment, "from what I've read--they are called Faeries--same meaning, but different perspectives. "

He looked at her again, "unlike little Tinkerbelle--they--have a nastier temper--some with nastier looks. That and they are truly dark no matter where they are from."

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[Thaila Elise Papillion]

She had nodded shyly at the question of her being alright. She couldn't answer honestly because she wasn't really too sure. She'd spent the best part of her life lying and she wasn't really too sure how to stop. She lied to everyone around her and she lied to herself. Her fear of this man made little sense, even to herself, but she had to admit that if she wanted to have a normal life she needed to stop being suspicious of people and this guy could deserve the benefit of her doubt. However he did decide to tear apart her favorite fairytale. She'd read both the newer and the original versions of Peter Pan and Wendy and still reveled in the magic of it all. She wasn't expecting the insight into Fairies though.

Her eyes grew wider as he let her in on what he'd read about 'Faeries'. "T-T-Tinkerbell is... Mean??" She didn't like that, she didn't like that at all. The girl that spent her life living in a fairytale needed to believe, she didn't like this. "Is everything in this world cold and mean??" The words hadn't been meant to come out of her mouth but that didn't mean she was sorry for it. However after a moment she couldn't help but look up at him with big doe eyes. "Were you looking for Derek? Or someone else??"