My OC's name is Brianna Stilinski. She gots brown hair and big brown eyes. (Rachel Bilson) The story is set a few months after season 2 and sticks mostly to the plot, just there was a little less BAMF Allison, Erica & Boyd returned safely after escaping the Argent's basement and Danny was biteded (all shall be explained in time)

Okay, and my stories are usually MA, but this one's just M (I think). A little swearing, some innuendos, implying smut here and there :D

What the hell was my idiot brother doing in this creepy ass house? Why must he always get himself into trouble?! I'd arrived home earlier and he was delighted to see me, but after about an hour and a half, he gotten a text, groaned, then ran off, muttering something about a "sour wolf throwing a hissy fit". He'd told me to stay put, but obviously, as his older sister, I didn't listen. He was my brother, my only one at that, I worried about him. And I wanted to see this "Sour Wolf" person, as they interested me somewhat. Also, I was a nosy bitch. And that's how I ended up here. In the middle of the frigging woods. At night. Outside a decrepit house. Oh this is so how a horror movie starts. Insanely hot girl follows idiot into a creepy place, then gets raped and murdered. Oh joy. I shrugged, silently making my way around the back of the house and inside, listening to the hushed voices from the front room. I could hear Stiles (I'm surprised the whole town couldn't. He's really loud), his BFF Scott and a deep, husky voice that I didn't recognize. "So do you know who it is?! Have you seen them?!"

"No! I was just running the perimeter and I caught the scent of another Alpha! I don't know who it is or where they are! And it's not one of the six! It's a stranger!"

My brother, as usual, gave a quick and irritating reply, "Really? You're a big bad Alpha werewolf and you can't find somebody? What's the point in having the nose of a blood hound if you can't use it?! It probably was one of the six, but your sniffer is malfunctioning and you're going crazy!"

A loud snarl echoed through the room as I mentally slapped the idiot known as Stiles. Only my Adderall addicted baby bro would get mixed up with friekin werewolves! "Holy, god! Alright. Sorry. I'll shut up. Totally. The lips are sealed. Not another word. Just don't kill me. Seriously, no teeth to throat contact needed"

Oh my god, just shut up! As if reading my mind, Scottie put his hand on Stiles' shoulder, "Dude, shut up"

Thank you! There was silence in the other room. An uneasy silence. "Guys, who was that?"

Did I...Oh beaver balls! "I said that out loud, didn't I?"

"Wh-Brianna?! Is that you?!"

"What? No. Who is this gorgeous Brianna person you speak of? I know not of her awesomeness"

I could practically hear him rolling his eyes as Scott yelled out, "What?! Bri's back?! Dude! Why didn't you tell me?!"

"Well there wasn't time, because of Mr Sour-Wolf over there! Wait. . . Where the hell did he go?"

I didn't have time to turn around before I was grabbed by the back of my jacket and half led, half dragged, no, scratch that, I was 100% dragged into what I'm assuming used to be a living room. "Hey! Hey! Hey! Hands off the merchandise pal! This jacket cost like 130 bucks! Though personally I'm more worried about myself. I'm priceless. You know what I'm talking about. I-Aah!"

I was abruptly dropped on the floor. The incredibly cold, incredibly dirty floor! "Son of a bitch! These are Dolce! When I get my fucking hands on you I'm gonna shove my foot so far up your a...Whoa"

I'd rolled over as I spoke, trailing off as I set eyes on Husky. O. M. G. Sex god alert! The guy standing before me was around six-foot tall, probably two foot wide at the shoulders, had gorgeous green eyes and black spiked hair with five o clock shadow. All in all, he was the sexiest man I'd ever layed eyes on. Hm, suddenly coming into this house and getting raped doesn't sound so bad. God, the way he looks, I might just rape him! As I thought my dirty thoughts and gawked at Husky, Stiles threw his hands up, "Dude, what the hell?! That's my sister! A girl! You can't do that kind of thing to a girl! What kind of asshole are you?! Jeez, my sister's home for two frigging hours and the local Alpha's beating her ass up! Can't we have one day without the supernatural and th-"

He was cut off by Husky slapping him in the back of the head. OH HE DID NOT JUST SLAP MY BABY BROTHER! Game on bitch! I flipped onto my feet and wasted no time in charging over to Husky and belting him across the face. "Now you listen here and you listen good. I am the only one allowed to slap Stiles. You ever lay a hand on him again, and I will not hesitate to drop-kick your ass though that wall! So back" I poked him in the chest, "The fuck! Off"

He just stared at me in shock while clutching his jaw. Hm, I guess people don't punch him very often. There was a small cut to the right of his lips, probably caused by my ring, and I watched as it quickly healed over. I think Stiles and Scott were too shocked at the fact that I'd sucker punched Husky to realize I'd seen him heal. Not that I was phased of course. I was a current and long time user of super healing. "Bri"

I turned to my broham and smiled sweetly, as if I was innocent and hadn't just punched Scott's Alpha, "Yeah?"

"Just...Step back. Please. Before he...Just step back"

His eyes were jumping nervously from me to Husky and his heart was almost pounding out of his chest. I rolled my eyes. As if I'm afraid of big ole Husky. Said big was now glaring at me with eyes that would have intimidated anyone else, but not I. Her magnificent brown locks, a testament to her great prowess. Her strength. Her femininity. Her awesomeness! Her super-incredible coolness! Her amazing kick-butt-ocity! Ladies and gentlemen, I give you Brianna Stilinski! God, I need help. I feel that I'm too. . .Awesome and making other's feel inadequate! Hallelujah! Amen to that! Anyway, away from my awesomeness for the time being, I gave my brother a slightly puzzled, yet teasing look, "Why?"

"Uh...because I said so?"

I made a face and shook my head, "Nope. Got anything else?"

"Uh, he's dangerous? Come on Bri, just trust me. Please. Just this once"

"This coming from the kid who single-handedly made our baby sitter have a mental breakdown and run naked through the neighborhood screaming 'I am a Kraken from the mystic waters of Norway. Beware! Beware!' ?"

"Hey! I don't think she was na. . . I mean, you did some. . . Kraken from mystic waters? . . . How old was I?"

"You were four"

Scott snorted, "You made your babysitter have a mental breakdown when you were four?"

"Apparently"

I giggled as Scott said "Dude", then they high-fived, grinning like the lovable idiots they were. I shuddered suddenly as I heard someone grind their teeth, quickly turning to Husky and swatting his arm, "Don't do that! Besides being disgusting, it's really bad for your teeth"

He looked down to his arm, then back to me, his eyes hardening further. "And stop looking at me like that! I know I'm attractive and shit, but there's really no need to stare. I'm sure we could come up with some sort of...arrangement" I walked my fingers up his chest, pouting when he slapped my hand away. "Ouch baby, you know, you and I could have a lot of f-"

"Bri!"

I jumped at the high-pitched sound up my brother shouting, having completely forgot he and Scott where there. "Holy hell, Stiles! What?!"

"Stop flirting with Derek! God, how could you even think about that?! I mean, this is the emotionally constipated werew-"

Scott quickly gave his friend a push, cutting off what he was about to say. "Stiles!"

"What?! Oh crap! Sorry! I keep forgetting that she doesn't know!"

I bit back a smirk. If only they knew that I do know, but am pretending not to know, because if they knew that I knew they'd freak out, you know. Husky, now known as Derek, was just standing there, glaring at Scott and Stiles, mainly Stiles. I'd noticed when Stiles said "God, how could you even think about that?!", that Derek had gained a slightly hurt expression, but he'd covered it up quick. Ice man. Stiles is right. We done got ourselves an emotionally constipated werewolf. "Okay, why don't you and Bri just go home. I'll call you if we find out anything else"

"No wait. Bri, do you remember anything of what I said a few minutes ago? Just before Derek slapped me?"

I smiled and put my hands behind my back, placing my legs together, like those kids in the spelling bee's and stuff. "You mean when you said, -Dude, what the hell?! That's my sister! A girl! You can't do that kind of thing to a girl! What kind of asshole are you?! Jeez, my sister's home for two frigging hours and the local Alpha's beating her ass up! Can't we have one day without the supernatural and th- And then Derek slapped you. Is that what you speak of brother dear?"

He closed his eyes, making a face, "Yeah"

"Don't worry. I totally know what's going on. Your secret's safe with me"

All three cried out, "What?!"

I continued on grinning as Scott spoke, "W-What secret? We don't have a...secret"

"Scottie, it's okay. I know you're involved with Sobrenatural, the online gaming community that battles supernatural beings. I love that game! Been a member since I was ten"

All three guys eyebrows shot up, then Stiles and Scott started babbling. "Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!"

"Totally!"

"That's completely it! Totally right Bri! Smart as ever!"

Jeez, these guys are horrible actors. Come young Jedi's, teach you, I must. Yes! I got a Star Wars thingy in there! Boo to the ya, bitches! I wanted to see how far the guys could use their 'acting skills'. "So, what characters do you like? I'm a big fan of the elves from the Black Mountains. The werewolves are cool too. And the centaurs. The Minotaurs are pretty weird though. What I really love is the Kanima. The weapon of vengeance"

They all exchanged looks. "What do you know about Kanimas?"

"I know they're really hard to kill. Seriously, you could chop at that mother fucker with a sword for an hour and he'd just get back up. But I know the one thing that totally dominates them. If you get a stick from an African shaman, an Imbootu, and sprinkle crushed up wolfsbane on the end, then strike the Kanima with it eight times, it'll turn into a werewolf. Then you stab it in the heart with the Imbootu and the wolfsbane kills it. It's pretty awesome. You get so many points for it! Like, two or three hundred! You guys should really try it, but be careful. Kanimas are serious sons a bitches. I can teach you if you li-"

A hand was suddenly covering my mouth. A large hand. A hand that smelt like the woods and a hint of something else that I couldn't quite put my finger on. I stared up at Derek in surprise before pushing his hand away. If I wanted any part of him near my mouth -which I did-, it certainly wouldn't be his hand. "Take your stinkin' paws of me, you damn dirty ape!"

He took a deep, angry breath, rolling his gorgeous eyes as Stiles gave me an exasperated look, "Seriously Bri? Planet Of The Apes? Come on, you're what, twenty-eight?!"

GASP! The audacity! "Twenty four! Moron! God, you don't even know how old your own sister is!"

"Oh, and I suppose you know exactly how old I am?"

"Seventeen years, three months, two weeks, four days and approximately eighteen hours"

He scoffed, "That's not. . .Wait...N...Can't be..." He began counting on his fingers, mouthing numbers, "Ugh, that is right. Damn you"

"Oh! You done got owned boy! Ha! Brianna, one. Stiles, zero"

"Stiles!"

Ah! Will everybody stop yelling and scaring the crap outta me! I raised a finely shaped brow at Derek, who, again, was glaring at Stiles. "Get her out of here. Now!"

I feigned hurt, placing a hand upon my chest, "You wound me, hot one. Does thy not enjoy my company?"

"No, I does not. Do not!"

Aw! I'm rubbing off on him. Not in the way I'd like, but hey, things can change with time. "Alright. I'll go. Cool the jets. Just..." I stretched up so that my lips were brushing against his ear, one hand on his shoulder, "If you're ever looking for a good time, you can find me a Stiles' house"

And with that small token of awesomeness, I walked past him, but not without pinching his butt first. "Come on Stiles"

"Bu-"

"Now!"

"Yeah, totally. I'm coming!"

I smirked as his rapid footsteps followed my casual ones. God, I really hope Derek takes me up on my offer. That would be soooo much fun! Stiles was now in front of me and we were about thirty feet away from the house when I glanced over my shoulder. Derek and Scott were standing on the porch, watching us Stilinski's leave and, deciding I'd have a little fun before I left, I made my eyes glow red before smirking and turning back to my brother, unsheathing my claws.

"Oh Stiles!" I sang, stalking towards him menacingly.

Okay, before anybody has a heart attack, I'm not going to maul my brother! Chill to the mother fucking out! It's just...food for the wolves, I guess you could say. Stiles, who was oblivious to the Alpha werewolf advancing towards him, didn't even look back at me. Dumb ass. 3...2...1.

BOOM!

I did a back flip as Derek went to tackle me, landing perfectly on my feet and grinning like a Cheshire cat. Derek was now gone all werewolf on my ass, snapping at me from a few meters away, crouching in front of Stiles, sort of protective like. "Dude! What the hell are you doing?! We weren't supposed to tell her! Come on man! I'd like one frigging person out of this werewolf crap!"

I cleared my throat, my eyes blazing, "Uh, Stiles"

"Wha-Ho! Bri! You're the other Alpha?! Seriously?! Oh my god! Isn't anyone human anymore?! This is so...just...UGH!"

"Chill Sty. I'm still the same old gal. I can just grow some claws and fangs"

"And a frigging tail!"

"Hey! I'll have you know my tail is extremely sexy!"

For the second time that day, I punched Derek in the face, only this time it was because he was going to hit me. Ha! He thought I didn't see him! He was back up quicker than I expected, knocking my feet out from under me and he slashed my stomach before catching my throat and pinning me down, one knee between my legs, the other by my hip. "Derek stop! Don't hurt her!"

I coughed, "A little late for that, Scottie"

Derek tightened his grip, then spoke, "Why are you here?"

"I came back to see my brother and father. That a crime, tough guy? If so, then I'm guilty. I'm anything but innocent after all. You strike me as a bad boy though, so I'm guessing bad girls tickle your fancy. Hm? Am I right or am I right?"

"Do you ever shut up?"

"Not really no. You should really hear some of the other noises I can make. I'm sure you'd like them"

He rolled his eyes, but before he could say anything, Stiles ran up and tried to pull him off me, which was a really dumb thing to do. An Alpha that's stuck in "fight other Alpha" mode, is a very dangerous Alpha indeed. Stiles had barely set a hand Derek before he was sent flying through the air, landing about fifteen feet away. Scott cried out his name before rushing over to him. Oh. That. Son. Of. A. Bitch! Slapping my brother was one thing, THROWING him through the air, was another! I noticed Derek's eyes widen as he looked at Stiles, his grip on my neck loosening a little. But a little was all I needed. I tore his hand a way and in a flash, our position was reversed. I now had him pinned to the ground by the throat, my other hand pinning his two above his head and my legs resting on either side of his waist as I bared my fangs at him, snarling like a wild animal. "You, stupid, mother fucker! Not only have you slapped him once today, but now you're throwing him twenty feet through the air?!"

He winced as I dug my claws into his neck, "It...It was...an accident"

"Accident or not, you still did it, so I'm gonna give you a little preview of what happens when you hurt someone I care about"

I removed my hand from his throat before slamming it down on his chest, shattering his breastbone and most of his ribs. The crack of bone and his scream of agony echoed through the forest and if he wasn't gasping for breath before, he certainly was now. I leaned down so that my face was hovering dangerously close to his before patting his face, "Nothing personal, sweet cheeks. Just a little discipline lesson"

He simply glared up at me, his lips pressed in a thin line, the pain written all over his face. "Bye bye now"

I hopped off him and hurried over to Stiles, who was clutching his arm, blood seeping through the gaps between his fingers. "Oh my god! Are you okay?!"

"Oh, yeah, well, lets see. I just found out my sister is a frieken Alpha! I was just thrown through the air by an emotionally constipated werewolf! And then, to top it all off, I tore my damn arm open on a rock! I've never been better in my entire frigging life! Thanks so much for asking!"

I rolled my eyes before crouching down and gently taking hold of his arm. "Ow! What are you doing?!"

"Ssh! Just watch"

I placed my hands next to the wound and focused on it completely, murmuring the words to heal him. "Confundantur, sanavit. Confundantur, sanavit"

The veins in my arm began to swell and turn black, then Stiles' wound began close up and I smiled as the last drop of blood retreated. The boys stared in pure shock before Stiles slowly began to speak, "Bri. What. The hell. Did you just do?!"

"Well, I'll uh, tell you later. It's not something I want Derek's pack knowing"

"What? But they're not. . . Oh there they are. Wait, where did Derek go?"

"He left a minute ago"

"He did?"

I smiled, a smug smirk on my face as I turned my head to see five young wolves running towards us. I recognized most of them. Danny Mahealani, a kid I used to babysit, his sorta snobby friend Jackson Whittemore and Isaac Lahey, a boy I used to tutor. I didn't know the dark skinned boy or the blonde girl, who in my opinion wore a little too much makeup. "Hi Danny! Hi Isaac! Hi Jackson!"

I waved enthusiastically at them, grinning like an idiot. They all stopped running, frowning at me and I made a face before speaking, "I'm hurt you guys. You don't remember your babysitter/tutor?"

Danny and Isaac's jaws dropped while Jackson only looked mildly surprised. Typical Jackson. "Brianna?!"

"The one and only"

They both ran forward and I'd only just stood up when I was engulfed in a ginormous werewolf hug. "Whoa! I'm happy to see you guys too, but you're kinda crushing me with your wolf strength!"

I felt them tense, then they both jumped back. "They already told you?!"

"Not quite"

I briefly flashed my eyes at them, noting the way theirs flashed in return. Izzy Pop recovered faster than DJ Danny. "Bri, ho-"

I was tackled to the ground before he could finish and I looked up to see Blondie on top of me, fully shifted. "Bitch! What the hell?!"

"Did you kill him?!"

"What?! Kill who?!"

"Derek! Did you kill him?!"

"Oh, Mr Sour Wolf. What makes you think I killed him?"

"We-We heard him scream! His blood is all over the ground! And you, you have red eyes!"

"That charming man you call Derek isn't the only Alpha in the world pumpkin"

I flipped us over so that I was on top and she was pinned, "And there is a lot of things I would like to do to your Alpha, but killing him certainly isn't one of them"

I sent her a wink, then leaped away from her, going to stand beside Scott and Stiles. There was silence as Blondie stood up, glaring at me coldly. "Who are you anyway?"

"Oh, pardon my manners. I'm Brianna Stilinski. Stiles' older sister. Badass Alpha. Overall awesome person. Take your pick"

Stiles sighed and stood up, "Well Miss Overall Awesome Alpha Person, I think it's time we went home and you explained what the hell?!"

"Okay Sty. Depart for home, we shall. Scottie, you wanna come too? Actually, to save me having to say it all over again, why don't you all come?"

Blondie huffed before taking the dark-skinned guy's hand and tugging him away. Well, someone's certainly a snobby little bitch. I twisted round to the rest of the group, frankly not giving a shit about Werewolf Barbie anymore. "So, y'all coming?"

Scott, Danny and Isaac nodded, looking at Jackson when he did nothing. "Coming Jacksie?"

He raised a brow at my old nickname for him before shrugging, "Whatever"

I smiled triumphantly, "It's decided then. To the house of Stilinski, we shall go"

They all snickered, then we took off. Hm, I wonder if they'd like a race. "Hey guys, wanna-"

"No werewolf activities! Non werewolf participant here!"

"Sorry Stiles. I could carry you if you like. I'd still win"

Jackson scoffed, "You would not! You may be an Alpha, but there's no way you could beat us while carrying Stiles. We'd all win by like a mile! Well, maybe not McCall"

Scott punched his shoulder, "Dude!"

"What?! I...meant it in a nice way"

"Yeah, sure you did"

"Aw, don't sulk, Scottie"

"I'm not sulking, Jacksie!"

"Wh-Shut up!"

"You shut up!"

It took a few minutes, but I finally got fed up of their petty arguing and yelled out, "Why don't you both shut up?! God, you're like a couple of frigging three-year olds! Grow up!"

Isaac raised a hand, "I second that"

I giggled both at him and at the now blushing Beta's. Scott and Jackson both had their heads down, kicking at the dirt like scolded children, which I guess they were. "Alright children, lets just go, if you don't mind. Oh, and one of you should probably call your Alpha, see if he's okay"

"What? Why? What happened to him?!"

"Whoa, chill Izzy. He's probably fine. As I said before to your. . .charming blonde friend, I didn't kill him. Though I maybe, possibly, kinda, sorta...broke his breastbone"

"You what?! How?! Why?!"

"It's quite easy actually. You just use your wolf strength and slam your hand down on the other person's chest. And as for why, he threw Stiles like twenty feet through the air, so I obviously wasn't gonna let him away with that. Nobody hurts my baby bro"

As if to prove it, I threw my arms around Stiles and gave him a huge bear hug. He blushed and tried wriggle out of my grasp. "Okay, Bri? Release the human please. Human! Release! Now!"

"But you're my teddy bear!" I whined, pouting a little.

"Wh-I'm not a teddy bear! Shut up!"

"Yes you are! You're my lickle ickle stilesy wilesy teddy bear!"

It was his turn to whine now, but he wasn't joking like I had been. "Briiiii! Let me go!"

"But I doesn't want to!"

"Well I do want you to!"

"W-"

I stopped as a pair of arms wrapped around me and pried me off Stiles, then I found myself in yet another werewolf hug. I looked up to see Isaac's smug face looking down at me. "What goes on here Mr Pop?"

"Operation -rescue the teddy bear from his sister- goes on here, Miss Bri"

I snickered as Stiles yelled something about not being a frigging teddy bear before answering Izzy Pop, "I was showing him affection! Perfectly normal thing for a sister to do! And what with me being an Alpha werewolf and Stiles being part of a pack of different werewolves, normality is very much welcome"

"I guess. How did you become an Alpha anyway?"

"Ah, simple case of bitten by a sociopath, learned from another Beta, then killed the one who bit me"

"Wait, I thought if you killed the one who bit you, you'd go back to normal?!"

I gave Scott a sympathetic look, "No, Scottie, you don't. That's just a myth. But why would you wanna kill Derek anyway? He seems...well, a little grouchy, but okay other than that"

"Derek didn't bite me. His uncle did"

"Wait, wait, wait. Whoa. Hold to the on! How the hell did his uncle bite you if you Derek is the Alpha?! Who is he?!"

"His name's Peter Hale. He was the Alpha before Derek, but he killed his niece to become the Alpha, then he killed a bunch of people, then Derek killed him and bit all these guys, but Jackson turned into a Kanima and a crazy kid called Matt made him kill a bunch more people. And there was a war going on between the hunters and the wolves at the same time, so that made things a lot more complicated. Then Matt was killed and Gerard Argent became the new Kanima master, then he tried to get Derek to give him the bite, so he could be a werewolf, but I'd been putting Mountain Ash in these tablets he was taking and his body rejected the bite. Then Lydia somehow got Jackson to turn into a werewolf and everything went kinda okay for a while, then Danny got attacked by one of the Alphas and Derek had to bite him to save his life and now...well, now we're here"

I'm pretty sure my jaw was on the forest floor as I blinked in disbelief. Holy. Mother. Of god. That's a lot of shit to happen to our little town! Wait..."Scott, did...did you say...Peter Hale?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"Oh...my god. I knew him! I was best friends with his daughter Ellie before the fire. He was like a second father to me. I used to go see him in the hospital all the time"

"Yeah well, he got better and killed everyone responsible for the fire. He was a psychopath!"

"Oh now, Scott, I wasn't that bad. Those people did deserve it"

Everyone quickly turned to the new voice and I was shocked to see none other than Peter Hale himself standing there! "Miss Stilinski, what a pleasure to see you again. I missed you down at the hospital everyday"

What the holy hell in going on? Am I a Medium now? Can I see ghosts?! "Uh, Scott? Didn't you just say. . ."

He glared at Peter, "I forgot to mention the part where he came back to life"

Peter simply smiled and I squirmed out of Isaac's grasp before running over and throwing my arms around Peter's neck. "Petie!"

His arms wound round my waist and, clearly making fun of me, he said in a very similar voice, "Bri!"

It suddenly dawned on me that I'd been at the Hale house earlier! How could I have forgotten that?! I could practically smell the shock radiating from the pack as Peter and I hugged for a minute, then released each other. "Staring is rude. Avert your eyes, young ones"

Stiles threw his hands up in the air, "Come on! Seriously?! Not only is my sister an Alpha frigging werewolf, but she's best buddies with an ex-Alpha, who's a complete nut job! Can this day get any worse?!"

A loud howl tore through the air and judging by everyone's reactions, it wasn't Derek. "Oh my god! That was rhetorical!"

I must say, I'm rather excited. This is my first multi-chapter story :D I'll probably update in a couple of days, when I've (hopefully) gotten a few reviews (hint hint!) lol :D

I originally had this as a one shot, but it would probably have been like, 20, 000 words, and I thought "Who's gonna read all that in one chapter?" so I broke it up into chapters. Anyway, hope you's liked it, cause I've had right craic writing it :D