17 year old Amara Argent moves to Beacon Hills, with her twin sister Allison, only to find the world of the supernatural awaiting at her feet. Realizing she may be closer to the supernatural than she thought with a family full of hunters and unexpla...
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"Dad?" The EMTs had taken care of Jackson and I stood beside Scott, Isaac and The Sheriff in the locker room, I was worried about Stiles but there wasn't much I could do. "Hi, honey. I'm worried about your sister," My dad responded, he sounded tired. "Really, just now you're worried about her?" I asked sarcastically and he sighed making me feel bad, "What happened?" "Well we were on a mission, you wouldn't approve of i'm sure and she almost killed a pretty much innocent werewolf and she called Gerard "grandpa"," He explained he did truly sound worried, "I think Gerard has changed her." "He used her grief to manipulate her into wanting revenge, instead of healing. She'll kill anyone in her way, Dad. He hasn't just changed her. He's broken her," I told him, "Your hunting and letting Gerard be in charge has broken her because you guys are being dumb as fuck, respectfully and killing teenagers to repay the death of someone who killed a bunch of innocents for fun, Dad you need to fix what he did Allison there's not much I can do cause you helped make her angry, vengeful." It was harsh but it was true our family was broken and it had destroyed Allison instead of healing from the loss she's taking it out on Derek's pack. "Your right, Mara," Dad sighed. I looked at the chaos around me. "Dad, I've gotta go, Help her," I told him before hanging up and joining the conversation.
"I got to meet with the medical examiner and try to figure out what happened with Jackson. I've got an APB out on Stiles. His jeep is still in the parking lot, so that means - the hell, I don't know what that means. Um - look, if he answers his phone, if he answers his emails, if either one of you see him -" Noah had explained, he was stressed and worried and to be honest we all were. "We'll call you," Isaac and I told him and he nodded. "Look, he's probably just freaked out from the attention or something, okay? we'll find him," Scott tried to reassure him but we all knew it wasn't true. "Yeah, I'll see you," he told him and I gave him a quick hug before he walked away. Coach walked over to Scott and I turned to Isaac, "Are you okay?" I asked him and he shook his head stress on his face, "Is any of this okay?" He responded and I chuckled dryly. "I meant more physically there's nothing I can do about the other one, I don't think it'll ever all be ok. It's Beacon Hill," I told him and smiled slightly. "Physically I'm fine. A," He answered and I nodded slightly turning to Scott. "Is that everyone?" Scott asked and Isaac and I looked around. "I think so," Isaac answered and we turned around to Stiles's locker door on the floor. "Your gonna find him by scent?" I questioned him and he nodded. "Yeah," Scott replied gesturing to him and Isaac, "We both are." "Well, I can't help in that regard but I'm coming with you guys," I told him and Isaac nodded agreeing with me. Scott handed Isaac Stiles's shoe and Isaac looked at him confused, "Well, how come you get his shirt and I get his shoe?" Isaac questioned him and I snorted. "Cause you're the bitch, Is," I told him and he rolled his eyes at me. Scott turned around and Isaac and I followed his gaze to find Derek. "We need to talk," Derek announced. "All of us," Peter added from behind him and I glared at him. "Holy shit," Scott muttered at the sight of Peter. I stepped forward, "Fuck you for what you did to us!" I yelled at him referring to what he did to Lydia and I, I stepped forward again and punched him straight in the face causing his nose to start bleeding and Derek and Scott's eyes widened while Isaac pulled me backwards so he wouldn't touch me not that I would go down without a fight. He tilted his head and muttered, "I deserved that," with a little smirk. I desperately wanted to hit him again but it wasn't worth it. "What the hell is this?" Scott asked Derek. Who scoffed at him rolling his eyes like he was a dramatic child, "You know I thought the same thing when I saw you talking to Gerard at the Sheriff's station," Derek told him and I turned to Scott angry. "What? That's not true, right?" I asked him desperately, Gerard was using my sister we all hate him. "Okay, hold on. He - he threatened to kill my mom. And I had to get close to him. What was I supposed to do?" Scott defended himself and I relaxed I would've done the same thing if I was him. "I'm gonna go with Scott on this one, have you seen his mom? She's gorgeous," Peter interrupted. "Shut up!" Both Scott and Derek yelled. "I hate him, but he's right. I love Mel," I responded and Scott turned to me in confusion. "Did you just call my mom, Mel?" "Yep! We're friends now, you're welcome," I responded and Derek and Peter looked at us confused. "Wait- Who is he?" Isaac asked pointing to Peter, he had let go of me but still made sure I was near him in case Peter was a threat. "Derek's evil uncle, Peter. Who a little while back tried to kill us all we burnt him to a crisp then Derek slashed his throat and he was dead until he used me and Lydia to ressuracte right before my mom died," I explained simply and everyone either looked at me shocked or at Peter. "Hi," Peter greeted Isaac who smirked and muttered, "That's good to know." "Do I even want to know how that works?" Scott asked and I shook my head, "I don't even know." "Look, the short version is he knows how to stop Jackson. And maybe how to save him," Derek explained. "Well that's all very helpful, except for the fact that Jackson's dead," Isaac added. "What?" Derek questioned tilting his head. "Yeah, Jackson's dead. It just happened on the field," I explained to them, uncrossing my arms to start fixing my hair into a half up half down hairstyle to get it out of my face. Everyone looked at each other other than me and Isaac and Isaac looked at them confused, "Okay, why is no one taking this as a good thing?" He questioned and I sort of agreed, I wasn't all for that being the answer to our problem but it was supposed to be a good thing, right? "Because if Jackson's dead, it didn't just happen. Gerard wanted it to happen," Peter told him. "But why?" Derek questioned his uncle. "Well, that's exactly what we need to figure out. And something tells me the window of opportunity is closing. Quickly," Peter explained to us all. "I still want him dead, but I think he's right we're running out of time," I told them.
