And while Felix is going through that, a tiny shard of gray quartz crystal manifests above the forehead of a sleeping teenager, making contact.

The sleeping teenager wakes- but not in his house. 

Elsewhere: 

This town is fairly quiet, but there is a powerful force nearby. It's coming from the forest.

Felix can sense it, in the way that he might sense the hot breath of a predator on his neck, or hear the shrieks of monkeys with a new target to play with. 

Oh, god. It's one of those pocket dimensions. The creepy ones. Well, caution. Felix will not be a horror movie protagonist and go check the weird forest thing. He will go around town...

...a town that looks fairly modern, maybe this a new pocket dimension? Or one recently created by the dreamshard and that they missed? Well, Felix will just investigate further... maybe talk with one of the locals if they look approachable enough. If everything else fails he will just fly towards the dimension's edge and contact Fenris.

The locals are probably quite friendly.

The tree is screaming now.

The locals don't seem to notice.

Okay... Well, Felix is worried now. He will try something that is probably not stupid for a immortal.

Felix lands and searches for a local to talk to. Ready to take flight.

No locals seem to be paying attention to him.

The locals do pay attention to the growing winds, which blow harder as the scream gets louder.

Many run inside homes and stores to avoid the storm.

The wind howls, and it starts to rain.

And the rain begins to follow a path through the town, carried by the wind.

Felix feels a gust of air behind him, urging him to follow.

Okay, so weird weather, meet this skymage. What happens when Felix tries to counter the wind and rain?

The rain fades away. The wind calms.

Yet a swirl of water and wind remains, despite the clearing sky, marking out a clear direction.

It leads further into town, towards the residential area.

What if Felix tries to focus on the water? What if he heats up the air where the water concentrates?

The water evaporates instantly.

The wind stops.

Nothing interesting going on here, really.

Okay... Felix will pay attention to the wind in case something weird happens again.

It looked like it was moving with purpose. Can Felix identify a likely destination?

It could be this house. Something in the house is like the tree.

The boy on the couch, maybe.

Okay... Felix knocks on the door.

"Who could that be? Scott, did Isaac say how long he would be out?"

The sound of footsteps.

The door opens.

"Hi. Are you one of Scott's friends?"

"No. I know this will sound weird, but there might be some kind of magical emergency. There was this weird weather thing coming straight to your home until I dissipated it."

As he says this, Felix absently stretches his wings, they sure look real.

"Look, I don't know what religion you're selling, but we're fresh out of faith. Come again later."

"...What? I am not a Mormon or anything. I was flying, notice some weird scream coming from the forest, then there was some weird obviously magical weather coming to this direction and I stopped it."

"Uh huh. Let's see this 'magic' of yours."

Does she think I am a random person with wings instead of a Skymage?

"...Okay," Felix says taking a step back.

He decides against demonstrating fire, instead he makes a whirlwind in the frontyard, helped by some fog to make it more visible.

"Okay. Real wings, real magic. Why do you think the magical emergency is in my house?"

"As I said, there was some weird screaming from the forest, and weird magical weather coming at this direction. Maybe it wasn't coming towards your house, but it was obviously in the way, and warning you felt like the good Samaritan thing to do."

"You wait here. I'll be back with my son."

She closes the door.

A few minutes pass, and it opens again.

"Everything seems fine, he's just sleeping. Whatever magic storm you're worried about probably passed over us."

"Okay... Do you mind if I use your phone? Or at least could you tell me where I am? I got lost."

"Sure, come in."

Felix can see a boy sleeping on the couch, and he can see a crystal lying on the floor next to it.

"Here's our phone. Try not to make any international calls."

Felix picks up the phone and starts dialing.

"I am not entirely sure how I got here but..." Felix starts saying when he spots the crystal.

He dashes forward and grabs it like someone's life depends on it.

Then he takes a closer look.

Then he glances at the boy.

Then he glances back at the Crystal.

"Fuck."

He tries waking up the boy.

The boy is already awake, and he's very busy. He wants to be left to his work. 

"What is it? Is something wrong?"

Felix looks at her nervously. "Your son isn't waking up and... huh, pretty sure this thing is the reason," he shows her the gray quartz shard.

Ouch, Felix feels a pang in his chest, but... let's ignore it.

"Is there something you can do? Does this have to do with the magic weather?"

Oh, yes. But it would be so awkward to explain.

"Maybe, I still should make that call if you don't mind," Felix says picking up the phone anyway.

He dials Fenris' number... "Fenris? Huh, no? Sorry," He tries again, "...ah, sorry again."

Then he turns back to the woman, "Silly question, but am I still in Florida?"

"Still? My house has been in California for a while now."

"Urgh, I will deal with that later," Felix tries another number.

Then he feels a strong pang of pain and flinches and almost falls to his knees.

"Are you alright? Do you need anything?"

"Yes. I honestly don't know what just happened..."

Oh, here is the pain again. And again. non-stop.

Felix does falls on his knees now. And starts coughing up blood.

"Do you need medical attention? Has anything like this happened before?"

Melissa gets out a first-aid kit, ready to apply whatever needs applying.

Felix is too busy to answer because he is coughing up blood, and just now he coughed up a pebble.

The blood covered pebble doesn't hit the floor, it instead floats up to Felix's eye-level. He still too busy still coughing up blood.

Melissa doesn't look at the floating pebble any more than she has to.

She helps Felix re-adjust his body so he won't swallow the blood and choke.

Felix stares at, his face shows absolute confusion.

Because that wasn't supposed to happen, the only way it was supposed to happen is if his connection with the... original one was broken. But he is in Florida... Fenris was certain that thing could surpass the speed of light and the barriers between pocket dimensions and the larger universe...

...there was one situation, which Fenris hypothesized that could make the connection break, but maybe it is some weird magic, there is obviously some weird magic at play here.

"Okay, just sit down, stay calm. Does this have something to do with that crystal? Do you want me to get it?"

"I... my brother..." Felix coughs some more blood, "I need to contact him, but all the numbers aren't working."

Melissa tries to wake Scott again.

Felix cries a little... he can't be... that can't be...

...right, there is a poor mother concerned with her kid right in front of you, Felix, go help.

"I will, I have a weird request. I need a place to sleep," pause, "I mean, what I am going to do to help your son needs me to sleep briefly, at least for thirty minutes I think..."

"Take his bed."

She holds him as she half-leads, half-carries him to Scott's room upstairs.

Felix is half-led, half-carried to the bed. He rests his bed and tries his sleeping exercises...

He feels with his dimension and he can tell there is one pocket dimension in the area, no others... that is not unusual, so Felix doesn't despairs, instead he builds his own pocket dimension and creates a couple of portals.

...after what must have been at least less than half an hour, Felix wakes up.

Melissa brought food!

It's pizza, apparently recently delivered. 

"You hungry? Scott's clearly not having any."

Man, this woman is chill about things or what?

"Huh, no. Thank you. But I need to do something else to help your son waking up."

"Is it more magic? Just what we need. Okay, what can I do?"

Feix walks downstairs, followed by the floating pebble, which looks larger than she might have remembered.

"Yes... too complicated to explain. For now, you should do is look after your son. I am not entirely sure how long this will take."

Assuming she doesn't ask more questions gets out of the house and takes flight to go through a portal to his dimension and then, after parking his floating pebble, to go her son's dimension.

Not many questions.

"Do you need some food? Magic is hungry work. It is right? Seems like it should be."

"No, it is very considerate of you, but I need to go help your son first."

Plus Felix could make an entire mountain of pizza if he felt like it.

Up, up and away.

Felix created one portal high up in the sky, so no one would stumble upon it. This portal, like all portals, only opens or closes under certain circumstances, called Keys. To open it, Felix simple creates a small flame and moves it downward. The translucid portal appears mid air and Felix goes into it. Then Felix closes it, by making another small flame and moving it upward.

He created a small house in this dimensional space. Felix's pebble is parked in the backyard. It will eventually grow and get bigger than the house.

Now, Felix moves towards the second portal, this one connects to the young boy's dimension and was created pretty close to it's center.

Felix opens it (fire moving in a spiral) and walks through it.

Felix finds himself standing under a tree.

It seems familiar, though this version is a pale imitation of the one that called to him earlier.

To one side lies a town, the same one he just walked through.

To the other side lies a forest.

Ok, Felix gets away from the creepy tree and circles around in a spiral, searching for the teenager.

There are lots of people in the woods.

Very few in the town.

Felix lands and talks with the first person he sees. "Hello, what is your name?"

"Aaa! Why do you have wings? What's going on?"

Felix blinks.

"Kato?"

"What the hell is a 'Kato'."

"Sorry, you reminded me of someone I knew. Anyway, are you in danger?"

"No, everything's fine. What are you doing here? We don't get new people around here a lot."

"I need to rescue someone, a specific person," Felix gives him a description that might be quite familiar.

"Hey, you can't go just like that! Don't you want to like, seduce me with your wiles so I'll tell you everything you need to know? I'm sure you can be very wily."

"Huh... I am certain you are very... nice, but you look too much like somebody I used to know."

"I could just pretend to be him, that could be fun."

By all the worlds, let this not be a dimension of nymphomaniacs. Specially, Kato-shaped nymphomaniacs.

"No," Felix says firmly, "do you have a place to stay? And do you know where the person I am looking for is?"

"Scott probably doesn't want to be bothered by random angels, he has people to take care of. He'll be in the woods somewhere."

"Oh, Scott. Thanks for the name. Do you want to come? I would rather not leave you alone in the woods at night."

"It's okay, I'm pretty sure I'm not real! Good luck."

He walks away, hands in his pockets, whistling.

Okay, this was weird, even for the standards of newly created dimensions... Felix decides he needs to find Scott first, so he takes flight and continues his search.

The boy defending some young children from a snarling wolf might be Scott.

It probably is.

Felix can always ask.

Felix will ask! First that wolf can be scared off by a small of fire between it and the group.

"Scott?" Felix says after landing near them.

"That's me. Who are you? Where did you come from?"

"Felix. Felix Dalkaila," He looks around for more signs of danger, "are you and everyone with you alright?"

"They're safe now, thanks to you."

Scott takes the hands of the girls and walks with them through the woods, helping them through tough areas.

"What do you want with me?"

Some heroic fantasy dream?

"I need you to come with me..." Felix says. "Do you mind if we talk privately for a moment?"

"They need my help. I can't slow down."

"I want to help them, but I would rather they didn't listen to what I have to say, at least not now. But I need to tell it to you if anyone here is going to be safe."

"Help me get them to the lodge, then we can talk."

"Alright," Felix says, he can't do much without cooperation, "so, what is going on here?"

"There are a lot of dangerous things in the woods. Werewolves, lupines, draugr...it's not safe."

Scott walks further into the trees, and it gets darker as the sunlight is obscured by leaves.

Urgh, not a monster-creating dimension.

"What are those? Are we far away from the lodge?"

He looks at the girls, who are playing with each other slightly ahead.

Then he turns to Felix.

"This is what werewolves look like."

"Oh, okay. Are you one or some other kind of creature?"

"I'm a werewolf. Lupines are those things you chased off earlier. They're predators. Not very malicious, but if they see a weak target... and there are draugr, the undead. There are other, rarer things."

"Well, I didn't see any of those up in the sky. And even if they do show up, which should be unlikely, I can just scare them off."

Please, believe this. Felix isn't sure if your belief will make things easier, but let's hope it does.

"Okay. We can talk more when we get there."

Felix follows. He observes the children Scott is protecting, just in case they are disguised monsters or act... off, sometimes dimensions produce weird things like people-looking facsimiles.

They mostly seem to be scared little girls, though their expressions aren't quite right.

Probably not real, but also probably harmless.

Okay, Felix will guide them through the forest for now. How far until the lodge?

Nearly there now. There's some blood on the ground but Scott doesn't seem surprised.

The girls look scared, but holding his hands seems to stabilize them.

...

Okay, scared girls, will you be less scared if Felix holds your hands? He doesn't need them to fight.

(Also: aww, Scott. This would be kinda of adorable if it was just a dream.)

They go inside.

The lodge is a bit messy, and the wood has begun to rot, but they clearly are doing their best to keep things sterile.

There are lots of people on beds.

There are more people injured and dying than there are places to put them.

Scott hands the girls off to someone else and turns to Felix.

"We should step outside."

...

Shit.

He pulls Scott into a corner. "Please, listen to me for just a moment."

"Fine. Talk."

Felix says quietly, but quickly. "Okay. There is a weird magic going on. This isn't your regular town, but a pocket dimension and this isn't your real body. The real body is asleep in your house right now, your mom is looking after it. Furthermore... while these people are likely real, they are being created because you are asleep. I need to make you wake up and the only way is if I take you out of the dimension through a portal."

"What? Why would you expect me to believe that?"

"I can't say I expect? But I need your cooperation. If you don't wake up more and more of these people will be created."

"What happens to them if I wake up?"

"Oh, they shouldn't be harmed. They might or might not be actual people, but if you don't wake up their numbers will grow continuously until your real body dies."

"They'll keep existing, though?"

"Yeah, the place and it's contents are real," Felix reassures.

"...Okay. What do I have to do?"

"Literally, just come with me to the portal and walk through. Then you will wake up and we can come back and bring these people to a hospital."

"Let's do it." 

He follows Felix.

Unless they have a random encounter with some monster, they should be able to get back to the super-creepy tree.

There it is! 

The winds whispers gently, wrapping around Felix like a blanket.

"Let's wake up."

Felix opens the portal and conducts Scott through it before going himself.

Scott wakes up, clutching his head in pain.

He whimpers and waits.

Felix shows up soon enough.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine," he says, gritting his teeth, his eyes yellow.

"I think I'm supposed to go back to the tree."

"I think, the best thing right now is if I create a couple of portals so we can evacuate the people from your dimension and take them to a hospital."

"I should have thought of that. Those poor people! Have they only existed as long as I've been asleep?"

"Yes. They still exist now, the pocket dimension is still out there, but they are only a few hours world. You likely have the power to create more, but only on purpose, needless to say, is a disturbing ability."

"That sounds awful."

He might be distracted by the wind blowing outside, beckoning him to go to the tree.

"Yeah, it is. But people are complicated enough that you can never do it by accident."

"...Am I going crazy or there is a tree calling me from the woods?"

"Oh? Oh, yeah, that's just the Nemeton. I'm surprised you can hear it."

"I am surprised everyone else can't. What is it? Should I be worried?"

"No. It just does this to us ever since we died. Stiles and Allison sometimes hear it too."

"...You died? Does it do that with anyone that had an death experience?"

"Maybe? I thought it was because we sort of sacrificed ourselves to it."

"..."

Felix shakes his head. "People, we have to save people... I need to sleep to create a portal to the lodge. Do you happen to have some sedative on hand? If you don't I can retrieve some from my own pocket dimension."

"Yeah, maybe you can provide the sedative."

"Okay... Do you want to go back there and help them out? I am not entirely sure how much difference you would make on a fight against possible monsters in the woods."

"I can handle them. I always have."

"Always meaning, however long I've been sleeping? Uh, this is weird."

"You have no idea. I will need to carry you to the portal that connects Earth to my pocket dimension, are you afraid of heights? I didn't want people or things wandering through it."

"No, it's fine. Maybe flying is kind of cool."

"Flying is the best."

Assuming Scott doesn't have better ideas, they can leave, Felix can carry Scott in his arms during the short flight through the portal. Hopefully, Scott will have fun.

Turns out flying is not as fun as he expected, but it's at least faster, right? 

Are they there yet?

It will takes a few minutes, sorry, Scott.

He creates a flame and moves it downward, portal mid-air opens, they go through, then they are flying above a small house in the middle of a familiar forest. There is a much larger building off ways in the distance and Felix moves toward it.

"Are you alright? This is my dimension. I created that place over there in case we need emergency housing, but I also added ambulances for the ones that need to be moved to the hospital. There is a portal there that leads straight to the lodge."

"Thanks. I should be fine. Let's focus on this. Take us through the portal."

"Okay."

Eventually they land and go inside the building there is a room with a lot of stretchers to one side. Felix opens the portal with a single spark of flame and the lodge's interior is in the other side.

Some of the people seem to be healing unnaturally fast. Others are covered in bruises, bleeding gashes, and in some cases, a disease that results in pus-filled- it's not pretty.

There are plenty of kids Scott's age and younger tending to them. 

Scott steps forward.

"Everyone, listen up. I know things seem grim out there, but help is finally here. The man with me is called Felix, and he brought us ambulances. Anyone who wants out has their chance. Take it."

Are the people that heal unnaturally fast behaving oddly? Are the diseases identifiable?

The diseases look like many things he's seen before.

They seem to take random symptoms from most real, contagious diseases he's heard of. A rash here, coughing fits there.

 No one is behaving very oddly, except for some growling.

Growling? Well... he guides people that want out through the portal, helping with the stretchers and the like.

When there is a free moment he asks Scott, "have you noticed some of them growling?"

"Oh, yeah, that's just the werewolves."

"Oh, um. The dream werewolves are a little different than real werewolves, but there are some who work at the clinics and there are also the ones in the wilds that kill people. These are ones that I know, don't worry about them."

"Sure... but what do you mean with you know them?"

"I feel like I've known them for years...maybe I don't?"

Felix puts a hand on his shoulder.

"I haven't heard of the Dreamshard doing something like that with the dreamshaper, but it doesn't sound impossible... we can keep an eye out for weird signs, but we should take care of these people and then we can investigate their identities better."

So they take care of these people.

Scott picks up a few people and carries them the waiting ambulances, and he keeps a lookout for anything that tries to take advantage of this opening to attack.

Important logistic problem: How many people here are actually capable of driving ambulances? Because Felix certainly isn't one of them. They might need to take turns, enlist Scott's mom help or get the hospital's ambulances to meet them here.

Most of the people here are not licensed to drive ambulances.

They are quite willing to try.

Felix knows nothing about driving, his wings made it unsuitable, anyway, they can send the worst case with the licensed to drive and them have a (not-)crash course on driving ambulances with the others?

It turns out alright!

Nobody crashes, anyway.

Okay, he will go back to Scott's house and retrieve the Dreamshard from there, so he can store it on a safe.

Scott eventually makes it back.

"I think everyone's going to be okay."

"That is great. Uh, if they need a place to stay I can provide it..."

"...I am a skymage. I don't suppose you know what that means."

He is quite shaken.

"No. Is there anything a skymage needs that humans don't?"

He is human...

"No."

It is all he can say before crying.

Oh.

Hug?

Scott attempts to hug Felix.

Felix accepts hugs. There is some work around the wings, which is solved by having Scott being enveloped by very soft red-orange feathers.

Felix isn't being talkative for a long while.

That's okay.

They have time, now.

It wasn't real. Everyone's safe.

Suddenly, Felix gasps in shock.

"I forgot one! There was a kid in the forest and I thought he went with the ambulances, but he didn't! I am idiot! We need to find him!"

"Okay. What can I do?"

"Help me find him? Cover more ground? Can you track people? Now that I think about it, there might be more? There won't be new ones unless you decide to... make, but we should have made a sweep of the entire thing."

"I can smell them. I can still smell, them, right? If I could while I was dreaming? I can in real life."

"You should, yes."

Does Scott minds being flown again?

Not at all!

A little.

He finds Stiles by his scent quickly, directing Felix where to fly. 

There's Stiles, leaning against a wall in town. 

He seems pensive. 

Felix lands near him.

"Are you alright?"

"Apparently I'm not real. I thought that, but I didn't really believe it. Figured I was being paranoid."

"Oh, you are flesh and blood, but you are... new, a few hours world actually. Do you have a name?" Felix says, briefly turning to Scott. "Oh, I am Felix, I forgot to introduce myself."

"I went by Stiles. Am I still Stiles?"

"Uh...I think other Stiles might want to stay Stiles."

So... not only this guy looks like Kato he also has his very own Arthur. Felix refrains from cussing out loud.

"I am so sorry, this must be really confusing."

"Got any good ways to shorten 'Stilinski', besides Stiles?"

"Uh... Sky? Not exactly right but you are allowed to pick something better. Do you want to come with us now?"

'Sky' grimaces, but nods. 

"Yeah, let's go."

Since "Sky" is the only one that is an average human being, Felix should carry him to safety. Scott can patrol for more lost people.

He looks just like Kato and is a dreamborn too.

this gonna be weird.

Sky thinks flying is great, and doesn't comment on any weirdness. 

"Flying is so cool!"

"It is isn't it?" Felix agrees.

Felix will go straight to the portal so he can get Sky to safety, are there any signs of someone or something below?

Just a boring town and some woods.

Felix lands next to the portal near the creepy tree, he opens the portal.

Is Scott around, yet?

Scott is hanging out by the creepy tree.

Felix lands depositing Sky on the ground.

"Hi, Scott. This is Sky. Can you sense anyone else in the woods?"

"No, everyone else must have gone through."

"Okay, we should go through the portal then. Figure out what else we can do."

Felix steps through the portal waiting for them to come as well.

Most of the immigrants are settling in comfortably, though they seem nervous and twitchy at fast-moving vehicles and at dogs. 

Some of them might need therapy. 

Therapy, legal identies, ways to fulfill whatever dreams they have.

How is Sky doing? How about the ones sent to the hospital?

He pulls Scott aside. "Do you think you have any... Influence on these people?"

"Influence? You mean because of the dreamworld?"

"They are created by you, sometimes this makes them start existing considering you a friend, sometimes an enemy. I was thinking what we are going to do with them, in no small part because they have their own desires and goals that might not be agreeable with keeping this whole mess a secret."

"I can talk to them. If we have to, we can just let them tell. I'll try to keep them from talking about you too much."

"Thanks," he says deflated. He doesn't look like he is going to cry, and that is the best thing you can say about his apparent state of happiness right now.

"Well, I can't really come with you. Do you think the situation here is stable enough that I can retreat for a couple of hours while you go talk to them? We should talk before you go sleep again."

"Okay. I'll handle everything else, you rest."

Felix "rests" for a while, which involves crying, eventually it does involve actual resting and sleeping until Scott returns. Since he is asleep Felix dreamshapes, expanding his dimension in subtle ways, he creates a remote server and puts as much information he can pour into it, the magic and history of both universes, so he can check it later.

Scott talks to the dream-immigrants.

Some of them are doubles of people, and for now, Scott can only provide them living arrangements. 

Others are completely new, unique people. Trying to make a place for them in Beacon Hills will be hard. Scott considers trying to make the dream dimension more livable. He'll have to ask Felix for advice on how to 'influence' it, if he even can. 

By sunrise, people at least have places to sleep. 

Felix forces himself awake and goes to search Scott by then. He looks disheveled, his hair a mess and his clothes the same he slept in.

"Hey. How are you doing? I'm sorry about all this, I know you didn't ask to be here."

"I... thank you. So, I think I should just outright say I am from a different universe entirely. Get that out of the way in case... I don't know, I do something that is offensive for this culture."

"Another universe? Are we...part of someone's dream universe?"

"I don't think so? Have reason to be certain actually. I think your world is an alternate history version of mine, nearly identical but you guys didn't have pocket dimensions until the dreamshard got in here. Or if you do they are way more discreet."

"How exactly does the dreamshard work?"

"What do you mean exactly? It activates whenever it touches someone that is sleeping, they become a dreamshaper. I don't remember the numbers, but I think it would take thousands of years to create a planet worth of pocket dimension. He points at the horizon who seems to go on for miles. It might not look like, but if you walk long enough things start getting fog and gray and that means you are reaching the dimension's edge. If you continue you will disappear for a few minutes and reappear either back here, or on Earth or another pocket dimension that is close enough."

"Am I a dreamshaper?"

"Yup. Since I managed to wake you up, you now have control over the ability and how the dimension grows and can open or close portals to and from it. But only when you sleep.There are others aspects of it that you might be able to control, but it varies for each dimension.

"I can make it safer. They could go back and live there, if they want."

"You will only be certain after sleeping and taking a 'look'. You won't sleep normally anymore, instead you will... experience expanding the dimension as you sleep, under your control. They can live in mine if yours isn't amenable to live in. I already know that I can create nearly-arbitrary stuff."

"I probably shouldn't sleep just yet. We have to figure out how to get in touch with your home."

It's like Scott punched Felix in the stomach.

"Don't... don't stay up for me. That is going to take a long time."

"I'm sure we can figure it out, together. Dreamshaping got you here, right? Do you have some other way to accidentally travel dimensions?"

"No way to travel between universes like that. What happened was unprecedented. I was visiting a place called the Shattered Skies -- in the fifties there was a weird chain reaction of portals off the coast of Florida, they burst open - the portals started to produce this weird threads of energy and one struck me."

"The other reason I am not very hopeful it will be easy is that, I... I am immortal, and my immortality connects me with a floating rock from which I can be reborn. When I got here it broke the connection and it gave me another rock. The connection is extremely and redundantly strong. For it to break it can't be easy for me to find a way back."

"There will be a copy of me back there. They won't know that I exist."

"I'm sorry. I can at least help you adjust to living here, until we find a way. There has to be something. I can talk to Dr. Deaton, and maybe the Nemeton could make a difference."

"Thank you," that does make him feel a little better, he should have at least considered the local magic before despairing so much. "Who is Dr. Deaton? And what is Nemeton?"

"Dr. Deaton is a druid. If there's magic that can help you, he'll know about it. The Nemeton is a local source of magic." 

"Druid? Like the Dragons and Dungeons thing that does nature magic?"

"Maybe? Ask Stiles- or Sky, I guess." 

Felix shakes his head. "Maybe? He looks a lot like... somebody that I used to know," Felix says regretting because that song is going to get stuck in his head, "are you going to introduce the two...?"

"Sure, I can do that. Who do you think would be easier to meet first?"

"No, I mean introducing them to each other. Why you want to introduce me to Stiles? Is he your friend? I already met Sky."

"I could be there, it might help if you have someone to reassure Sky's personhood."

"Sky is dream Stiles, I guess?"

"Yes, the one that you dreamed by accident! ...How do you think that is going to go? Between the original and the dream one? Not to mention" he doesn't want to use a pronoun that erases Sky's relationship "...the family?"

"He and Stiles will like each other, they just won't trust each other."

"Why not?"

"They're not generally very trusting people. If Sky is as much like Stiles as I think."

"That might vary. I am not entirely sure how you can like a copy of yourself while trusting them. Anyway, are we going to keep Sky a secret from his relatives? Like I said I can house them just fine, but that is a different thing from providing them with family."

"...Did he have parents in the dreamworld? I remember thinking he did, but I don't know if I can trust my memories of that world."

"Unless we missed them in our search they didn't exist in the sense of being... made of atoms or anything. There could've been memories of them, without they themselves being manifest."

"I remember them, and Sky might remember them, but they might just not exist? That's awful!"

"Yeah... Any chance Stiles' parents and or siblings would accept Sky in the family?"

"It's just his dad. I don't think he'd reject him."

"Any way to easy the blow?"

"As long I introduce them and not Stiles, it should be fine."

"Ok, any reason we should do this now? Or we can have you take a nap and see what your dimension feels like when you are actively dreamshaping it?"

"We can try that. Do I have to do anything different, or do I just sleep normally?"

"You will fall asleep normally, then you will find yourself... Out of body experience doesn't really cover it, but it is close enough, you will be able to expand your dimension and feel it's properties and limitations vaguely like you can feel your own limbs. The dimension is a sphere right now, but I'd recommend that you expand it towards the sky. You can't dream and it is easier to wake, but the passage of time is kinda of finicky. You might be able to manifest a projection of yourself, kinda of an avatar, it can't leave the pocket dimension but it can interact with things."

"Okay. Let's try it. I just fall asleep..."

He looks for a place to lie down.

It's like being bodiless adrift in a sea of energy and power, going through and around him. The energy wants to take shape, and if Scott pushes just the right direction he can consciously influence what the magic will create.

...

Would he need to use a portal to get to the original world he made?

Is he going to accidentally create new people? He should have asked.

Can he force himself to wake up and ask?

In a sense, Scott is now the world he created.

He can't create people by accident, the option is available right there as a option.

Scott can force himself awake if he has more questions.

Sure. Bodiless. Fun. 

Can he try to find the woods and the monsters from before? Empty houses?

Not quite. it is like trying to feel out something in his back without using his hands. There is a sense of what is there, but very vague, he could point out where the houses or trees are, maybe even get a vague sense of things moving but not what is moving.

So the stuff he saw before in the dreamworld is still out there, he just can't see it.

That's good.

What if he adds a fence around the woods? Can he find where to put it?

He can't change already existing things, but he can expand around what he already created with high quality fences.

Good. That will slow down their encroachment.

Can he make plants that will feed the magical creatures of the forest?

Even though they mostly eat humans?

He can create normal orchards with edible plants, he can add normal animals to the forest. His power even provides suggestions for what kinds of plants and animals he should make. Creating things that aren't proper for the climate feels.... not hard but slightly less automatic.

How dumb can the animals be?

He doesn't want to create things just so they can suffer.

He can give the animals all sort of genetic disorders, including various brain diseases and the inability to feel pain.

That's not quite what he was hoping for.

...

Can he just make mindless animals that still sustain the monsters that eat them?

To create something truly mindless... he can create dead animals, who were never alive or conscious, but are still warm and fresh enough to be eaten without problems.

Dead without spending any time alive? 

He'll take it.

Suddenly, dead animals in the forest. Lots of them. 

The creatures of the forest can eat animal flesh just as well as human, and well-fed, they won't attack any townsfolk. 

Suddenly his hold on the dream dimension is shaken and he might even think he lost control of it entirely...

...but no, Felix is just waking him up.

"What's going on?"

"We are suppose to check everything is right with your dimension... So, is everything right with your dimension? What can you do with it?"

"Oh yeah. I can make things happen now, I think I stopped the monsters from wanting to attack humans, so people could move back in if they want. They might not want to, though."

"Yeah. It might be a good idea to move the monsters instead? At least the ones that can't be reasoned with."

"They live in the forest. I guess I could move the forest?"

"You can't change or move things that are already there. But we could expand the forest away from the people and attract them there."

"Okay. I'll get them to move elsewhere so people can use the woods for whatever they want, and create some kind of barrier between them. Maybe a lake."

Felix smiles. "That works, we can ask people's opinions and see how much space we are going to need."

"Okay. Let's talk to them."

Scott follows Felix eagerly.

"You... should get some actual rest, unless werewolves don't need to sleep. They should be set up and this is a logistical problem that isn't going to be improved by drowsing people."

"We can last longer than humans, but you're probably right. You'll be okay in your dream world?"

"I'll don't worry about me," it's not Scott's fault he is here, "when should we meet again? Also, have you explained things to your mom?"

"Not yet. I'll talk to her. We can meet tomorrow for lunch, if you want to do that sort of thing."

"Oh, yes. I can bring conjured food if you are curious about caviar and the like."

"If you can just make it out of nowhere, yeah, sure. Should we do that in your dream world?"

"The proper term is pocket dimension. And yeah, it is effortless. Until I manage to set up ways to donate things, I quite literally have more things that I will know what to make with."

"How officially do you have to set up donations? Can I start that too, for when you go home?"

Felix flinches when he says 'go home' but then says: "Consider the amount of sheer mass we can do there might be some legal complications. I don't know the local laws, but I fully endorse you using your new powers for good."

"We can be subtle about donations at first and still do good! No one will question food and clothes if we do it carefully."

Felix smiles warmly. "Of course. I bet some of the tricks I did back home can generalize to your universe."

"But after we have some proper sleep."

"I should have been in bed already, probably. Have a good night."

"Good night."

Felix goes to bed...

...his new room is comfortable and luxurious and feels so very lonely right now.

Still he manages to sleep with minimal amount of crying.

As a means of distraction, since actually dreaming is no longer an option, Felix decides to create some outrageously luxurious food for lunch with Scott and his mom: beluga caviar, lobster, foie gras, kobe beef and white trufle are featured. Felix decides to skip the fugu.

And the next morning, after he wakes up, Scott tries something.

He hits the snooze button, and tries to enter his pocket dimension.

He is back there as soon he is back to sleep.

Can he make a portal from here to Felix's dimension that needs permission from both sides to work?

To create portals he needs to...

...it's weird to put into words, but basically he needs to fold a point of tridimensional space and shape it in a tunel like way through a fourth spatial dimension until it connects to another section of tridimensional space (in this case Felix's dimension).

Also he can sense "points" that represents the circunstances which the portal will open, close, lock and unlock. Scott can pick those circumstances as long they are related to taking care of things. He can set it up, so both sides of the portal require it to happen.

Weird and a little confusing, but he'll figure it out.

He starts trying to help the forest grow, creating natural barriers between the beasts and where the humans will live.

Fences made of vines and ivy, made of thorny bushes and thick trees, and a portal in the tangle.

He tries the portal.

The portal is created!

Well. Scott steps through the portal, and looks around.

...He wakes up.

Right, okay. 

He wishes he'd paid more attention to what Felix had been saying about all this, but he'd been more focused on keeping him from crying.

Maybe he should have taken notes.

Anyway, he is awaken now.

So he is.

Can he try to find a portal? Is that how this works?

Pocket dimensions are kind of confusing.

He could search for the portals he went through last night, Felix left a few in case people wanted to go through and from his pocket dimension.

So if he tries to take a portal like the one from his own pocket dimension, and put one inside his house, can he use that to let people into his?

If he can use dreamshaping to do something like that while awake it isn't very intuitive.

So he finds one of Felix's portals and goes through.

Now he is standing on Felix's topiary garden, he saw this area during the night and is even prettier during the day. Felix's house is pretty close, he can even make out the shape of something with large red-orange wings sitting on the roof, facing away.

That won't work.

"Felix?" he calls out softly.

Felix can't hear that.

He approaches the house.

"Felix!"

This time a bit louder.

Felix is startled, but then flies down and...

...forces a smile for Scott. "Good morning. Are you adjusting well to sleeping while dreamshaping?"

"I'm learning. Thanks for all your help so far."

"My pleasure. Do you have any questions?"

"What do dreamshapers do in your home? Are they specialists people go to for help? What did you do before you came here?"

"Oh, while pocket dimensions are publicly known, the fact that dreamshapers make them is a secret. I don't know why. The last batch of dreamshapers was created by a really evil bastard that was using them to get rich. Me and my twin," there is a brief pang of pain in his face, "helped put the bastard down and have been recently used the powers for various charity reasons. Fire doesn't consume or harm things here in my pocket dimension, so we set up a power plant that provides energy at extremely low cost while I also secretly conjure things to donate to anonymously to various charities. The current arrangement between dreamshapers was not to go public, at least not yet. Most are traumatized after being basically enslaved and so had issues before... they were picked among people that wouldn't be missed."

"I'm sorry. Dreamshapers in this world can be something good, from the beginning. We can make sure of it."

"Thank you," Felix smiles more sincerely, "do you know of more specific ways to help? Maybe things that your world is likely to need? We don't have werewolves where we are from, except in legends or very specific wolf-related magic."

"The people here probably need the same things: food, shelter, clothing, medicine...werewolves don't need anything extra."

"I see... Actually, now that I brought it up. What is up with werewolves? I mean, what can you tell me? I checked your internet and... why are they a secret? How dangerous are they? Powers and abilities, that general thing."

"Mostly they're secret by choice. Packs keep themselves in check, but if there are omegas, they sometimes have trouble with control, and then they start hurting people. Hunters step in, and so it's easier if we regulate ourselves."

Felix blinks. "...Hunters?"

"Yeah. They hunt werewolves who can't control their violent urges and start killing people."

"And hunting is an euphemism for tracking them down and arresting them?" Felix says with edges of both hope and hysteria in his voice.

"If they're part of a pack, yeah. They'll let alphas that can handle their packs the opportunity to resolve things internally. Omegas are different. They're alone, and out of control, and humans can't contain werewolves easily, without killing them."

"What they do with the omegas?!"

"They kill the ones no one can take responsibility for."

"Oh my god. Oh my god," Felix repeats, "there ought to be a better way than that."

"I'm sorry. It was hard for me seeing it, the first time. Hunters try to keep people safe. And any werewolf can be dangerous, they're not wrong to worry about those of us without packs."

"Then they should go to the government. Despite it's flaws any governmental justice system is likely to perform better judgement calls than a secret conspiracy that kills people as a form of justice. At least there ought to be more resources to contain instead of killing omegas! Who even becomes a hunter? Do these people also wear white hoods and burn crosses in the werewolves lawns?"

"The packs try to stay hidden from the government. The hunters didn't start that. They're not targeting us for no reason; werewolves are dangerous. They're wrong to kill us, but they're not wrong to think we might hurt someone."

"Why the packs stay hidden from the government?"

"Some of them like toying with the local humans, some want to live separately from them, some are afraid of what the government might do to them- registration, experimentation- there are a lot of reasons to want to hide."

"Urgh. That still sounds like something that is better handled without a masquerade, but I understand that shouting from the roof tops isn't a solution for the current state of the world. Do the packs at least do something with the werewolves that toy with humans? Actually, how many werewolves are out there? How do they evade human notice."

Pause.

"Are werewolves actually non-human?"

"There's some debate. We can start off as humans, like I did, but some are born that way. We all look human sometimes, though."

Felix is deeply troubled like this. "I understand that this isn't my universe, but this kinda of... terminology is deeply troubling for me, I don't have the option to not look like a skymage, but this doesn't make me any less - or more - human. Historically implying otherwise didn't had nice implications. The fact that you have some werewolf-killing secret police doesn't help."

"I think of myself as human, but Derek only sometimes does, and others like him, other born werewolves, seem to have the same attitude. They think that they're different than humans, and mostly better than them."

Now Felix looks disgusted. "Who is Derek?"

"Former alpha, kind of a decent guy now. Still thinks being a werewolf is a gift, though he's nicer about pushing it."

So many questions. "Pushing it?"

"He doesn't target scared and isolated teenagers and offer them the bite. I guess he can't now, but still, he's changed."

"I have so many questions that I don't know where to start? Could you give some context?"

"Derek was an alpha, and they can make more werewolves by biting or scratching people. He wanted more wolves, and he wanted a pack to help him fight another pack that was coming to town." 

"So, tell me in what ways this is different from recruiting teenagers to a gang?"

"Ask Derek. He doesn't do anything like that anymore, though."

"I just might. How did the fight turn out? Are there causalities? Permanent damage? Is this kind of inter-pack conflict common?"

"It's not uncommon. I haven't faced another werewolf pack since then, but that's because they usually move around and share hunting grounds pretty fairly; there's usually enough food to go around."

"You didn't answer my other questions..." Felix points out wearily.

"It's been a while, about a year. Stuff like that happens all the time around here."

"Scott," Felix says smiling with a desperate edge to it, "how many of the teenagers that Derek recruited died? How many did he recruit?"

"Three, that way. One who wanted it desperately, and blackmailed him into getting it. He's alive, and so is one of the ones he targeted. I can't do anything about Boyd or Erica, anymore than I could when it happened."

Felix hugs himself.

"I suddenly regret being entertained by every bad masquerade-having story that I have ever read," Felix says with a tone is both self-deprecating and miserable.

"It's not that bad. We take care of each other." 

Felix takes a break from being shocked to give him a "Are you serious?" glare at Scott.

"I'm sorry. I don't know what you need me to say."

"I'm sorry. It's just that this place is fucked up in a way that sounds horrible to fix."

"It's not about fixing it. I don't have the power to do that, and it's a thorny situation. It's about keeping as many people alive and safe and happy as I can."

"I understand, and I am not even... advocating to do throw yourself at the problem without thinking, but it is a very problematic situation one that I am likely to be around to deal with in the following centuries."

"Centuries? Usually we plan based on years."

"Oh, I am going to plan more on years, but I am immortal so planning on centuries isn't completely invalid. But what I mean is that, this kind of secret will eventually come out and I am going to be around to deal with the aftermath anyway."

"I'm not immortal. If there's anything you think we can do to make change come more easily, I'm all ears."

"I would need more information. I suppose I could use my awesome conjuration abilities to bribe various packs into peaceful luxury or make ethical scientific experimentation with werewolves so the government and various organizations don't have to."

"Bribing packs might help, hunters would have less of an excuse then, and we could trust that the ones who keep going aren't in it to protect people."

"The hunters really bother me in this set up - too many red flags - but I could have ways to bribe them, at least I can offer alternatives to killing, equipment aimed for containment, prisons that can be designed around the concept of building budget."

"That might work. I'll ask Chris what he thinks."

"Please, thank you. Chris is a hunter?" Felix shuts up before asking how many people did he kill?

"Yeah. Chris Argent. Part of a family of hunters, though there aren't that many of them left, anymore."

"Should I meet him? How do you think he is going to react to me?" the supernatural being that he can't kill.

"He won't know what you are, but you're not a werewolf and I can vouch for you, it shouldn't be a problem." 

"Okay, anything else that I should know about him?"

"Don't talk about his family. It's a sore subject." 

Did werewolves killed a relative and he vowed revenge or something? But Felix doesn't actually ask. "How do hunters become hunters?"

"Mostly it's a family business."

Felix wrinkles his nose. "Alright. Who else I should meet? Any other people... with influence in the supernatural underworld?"

"There are some friends you should meet. But besides them, no, just him."