The Other Argent

Omega

I heard a bump coming from Allison's room and assumed that it was Scoot. My parents were currently out for an hour or so, so Scott and Allison were having a little rendezvous. My sister and her boyfriend Scott, who was one of my best friends, were forced to break up because my parents found out he was a werewolf. Being from a family of hunters was not easy, I learned of our family history two years ago when my dad caught me sneaking around his office.

I was always interested in the supernatural, ever since I was a kid. After seeing the different signs of werewolf activity in San Francisco, I pieced everything together. The frequent animal attacks, the Argent family history, and a run in with a werewolf all tipped me off.

When my dad caught me with his crossbow in my hand, I decided to confront him about everything. After my constant pushing, he finally gave in and told me the real story. Our family, the Argents, were hunters. I would become one someday since I found out, and we decided, my dad, my mom, and I, that we wouldn't tell Allison. The knowledge was too much for an unsuspecting teenager. I, on the other hand, was a different story. Eventually, though, Allison found out.

I had different outlooks on werewolves then my parents did, obviously. They really aren't bad, and I even had a friendship with the one and only Derek Hale. Well, it was a complicated relationship really, we kissed and now it was awkward. But, that never stopped me from doing what I needed to do.

Recently, I started my training with my Aunt, but she died, leaving me to train with my dad and Allison. I was better than Allison, though. Allison was still trying to master the crossbow while I moved onto a real bow and arrow.

Suddenly, I could hear a car door slam outside of my house, and I knew that Allison and Scott could get busted. I really didn't want one of my best friends to die, so I tried to stall my mom as I heard her heels clicking against the stairs.

I opened my bedroom door and asked if my mom got my dress for my Aunt's funeral. She looked at me hesitantly and then handed me the dress. Giving her a polite smile, I headed back into my room and shut my door behind me, silently praying that Scott got out.

20 minutes later, I got a text from Stiles saying that Lydia, who was also one of my best friends, was missing. Allison and I drove to the hospital where we knew Stiles was most likely going to meet Scott. Those two boys were absolutely inseparable. We saw the two boys in Stiles' jeep, and headed over there. Then, I got blinded by the headlights, and I could see Stiles jump a little bit.

We walked to the window and Scott asked my sister, "What are you doing here? Someone's going to see us." Allison then replied, "I don't care. She is mine and Sydney's best friend, and we need to find her before they do."

Scott then retorted, "I can find her before the cops can." I then butted in and spoke, "How about before our father does?" Stiles asked in a shocked tone, "He knows?" I nodded and Allison stated, "Yeah."

"I just saw him and three other guys leave our house in two SUV's." I told them, and the boys shared a look. "A search party." Scott guessed, and I came back, "More like a hunting party." Scott then opened the door for us and said, "Get in."

We both climbed into the back of the jeep as it roared to life. Stiles started to drive at top speed as Scott stuck his head out the window to follow Lydia's scent. "Take the next right." Scott ordered, and Stiles did as he commanded. We ended up at the Hale house.

"She came here? Are you sure?" Stiles asked, and I too was confused as to why Lydia came here. Scott shrugged and responded, "This is where the scent leads." "Alright, but has Lydia ever been here?" Stiles questioned us.

I let Allison say, "Not with us." I started to walk towards the house as Scott and my sister talked about packs and Lydia. Stiles and I looked around, and he pointed out, "Hey, look at this. You see this? I think it's a tripwire."