She locks the door to the bathroom in the apartment she shares with her mother. Assuming she was alone. Sighing the girl opens the medicine cabinet and grabs a razor, bringing it down to the inside of her wrist and with a quick movement slicing her skin. In the heat of the moment she drops the razor into the trash carelessly. Gripping her wrist due to the hot stinging sensation, pain that she is now so familiar with. The pain reminds her of what she has done, the pain that she caused to others. The girl rinses off her wrist once the bleeding has slowed. Ten scars now marred her skin, ten people that she had hunted. She leaves the bathroom believing she left no evidence of what had just happened and walked up to her room, waiting for her mom to come home. Though when she did come home, it wasn't the greeting that the teen was expecting.

" Daire what is this?" her mother asked as she entered her daughters room holding the razor Daire thought she threw away only hours earlier.

" Nothing" she replied not bothering from looking up from her computer.

" Daire look at me," her mom said. Daire looked up to see that her mothers face held no emotion; her blue eyes stone cold, "show me your wrist." She didn't move; Daire knew what would happen next. Her mom walked right up to her daughter and turned her wrists over showing the scars, her grip on Daire tightens right before she lets go and makes a noise of disgust. " Your not the girl I raised, you're a weak little girl. Not a hunter"

" Maybe I don't want to be a hunter. I don't want to kill." She told her looking up from her wrists

" Well then I guess you're broken" Those were the last words her mom spoke to Daire before she dumped her at her Aunt and Uncles in San Francisco.

In her Aunts car with her cousin, Allison. Daire looked out the window, watching as the trees blur past us, "Mom look out!" Allison screams, as the car almost hits a teenage boy who was walking into the street.

"You could have killed him!" she says, staring at her mother wide eyed.

"He ran out into the middle of the road!" Aunt Victoria replied defending herself.

Allison looks back out her window " Ok, well we have to go back" she says.

"Go back?" my Aunt asks looking at her daughter if she had just grown two heads.

" Victoria, what if he got hurt?" Daire asks.

" Mom, Daire agrees with me, we have to go back, mom!" Allison states trying to get her mom to turn the car around. Within a few moments, the car rolls up to the spot where the boy was but he was no longer there. Allison and her cousin get out of the car and venture into the woods, following a pair of footsteps in the mud. Daire hears Victoria calling both of their names, but chooses to ignore her as she glances around. Turning her head to see Allison pick up an inhaler.

" Alright, that's enough" Victoria says as she reaches us and tosses the inhaler back, grabbing both of the girls hands, dragging them back to the car. Driving to their new life in Beacon Hills.

Daire is chasing through the woods with her mom, following a werewolf. They stop suddenly cornering the werewolf. She stands behind her mom unsure of what to do. The werewolf growls at the two huntresses, its eyes glowing yellow. " Look Daire we have caught ourselves an omega" her mother tells her daughter, " What did I teach you about omegas?" she asks while pointing her gun at the werewolf making sure he doesn't go anywhere.

" They, They're considered thelone wolf they don't have a pack and don't have an Alpha. Which makes them weak." Daire recited.

Her mom smiles, "good" she says as she pulls the trigger.

Daire wakes up with a start. It was just a nightmare, she thought to herself. No not a nightmare, a memory. She looks down at the scars on her wrists, thinking how each scar represents one kill.

Daire's thoughts were interrupted as Allison walks into her room, " Mom says to be down in ten minutes so we can meet the school counselor." She says glancing at her cousin who was still in bed, a look of concern growing on her face, "Another nightmare?" she asks. Daire just nods, knowing that she's not allowed to tell Allison the truth. She doesn't know about the supernatural, her parents are reluctant to tell her but Daire's mother, her Aunt Kate thinks that because Daire knows, Allison should as well. Which kind of backfired because do to Daires situation, her parents are even more unwilling to tell her than before.

Slugishly Daire pulls herself out of bed, preparing for the day to come," So want to help me pick out my outfit or are you just going to stand there?" she teases. Allison smiles, as they get ready for our first day at a new hell hole, Beacon Hills High.

Allison and her cousin were sitting on a bench outside of the school waiting for the vice principal. Daire was about to ask Allison if she brought her head phones when her phone rang again, " Mom, don't you think three calls on our first day is a bit much" She said into her cell. " Yes I have everything. Except for a pen, how could I forget a pen?" she tells Victoria. Daire laughs under her breath as the vice principal is now walking their way.

The Argent reaches over and grabbed Allison's phone, " we gotta go Victoria bye" she says and ends the call, Allison giving her a dirty look.

" Sorry to keep you ladies waiting, follow me" the vice principal says guiding us into the school. They stop walking and are ushered into a classroom, "Class these are two new students, Allison and Daire Argent. Please do your best to make them feel welcomed" The vice principal said and left the two girls standing in front of the class. They take two seats in the back of the classroom next to a shaggy haired Latino boy that reminded Daire of a puppy and another boy with a buzz cut. As Allison sits down, shaggy haired boy hands her a pen, awww Daire thinks to herself. She nudges Allison with her foot and shoots her a wink before turning her attention to the syllabus.