my lost and my lonely...
So, have a drabble!
For candy_belle; she asked for Isaac and creepy!stalker!Uncle Peter (Teen Wolf). I tried to make Peter as creepy as possible, hun, but I think my affection for came through -sorry. Also, Talia is Derek's mom's name and Peter's older sister (I've always thought that Derek's dad was human and took Talia's name when they got married.)
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Peter knew how to be patient.
He knew how to wait and stalk his prey, how to make it look like he wasn't stalking someone.
He knew how to plan -he had always been a planner, ever since he was little and he was the one who planned every detail to Talia's birthday party; before the fire, all the pups used to ask him (he pushed the thought away; too painful, too intense, still too much)- knew how to misdirect attention away from himself, how to make turn the conversation, the encounter, the question, towards someone else.
He knew the value of waiting for the perfect moment -seven fucken years, waiting for the Argents to come back, of laying there, just waiting, biding his time, even after Chris came back, he waited because he knew eventually that bitch would come back, too, especially once he set the pieces in motion- knew it made that moment of victory inevitable.
And he also knew how to seize the victory when the moment was right -she walked right in front of him, taunting him by being in his family's basement, making a mockery of their pain, their suffering by laughing, how fucken dare she- knew it could make the victory seem even sweeter -she was quaking in his arms, terrified for her niece and oh, it's delicious, the ferocious Kate Argent afraid, finally after so fucken long, she was right where he wanted her- and he knew how to get what he wanted.
And Peter knew the satisfaction that came from a job well done -he slit her throat, finally making her pay for what she had done; for killing his family, his sister, his brother-in-law, his nieces and nephew, for destroying Derek's whole world, for making sure he never had any shot at being anything except guilty; making her pay with her life for her sins.
Peter Hale knew a lot of things, but most of all, he knew how to get what he wanted.
And it didn't matter if it was revenge or a certain Beta werewolf.
What Peter wanted, Peter got. No matter how long it took.