(AUTHOR'S NOTE)

Alright. Well thank you for taking the time to check out my story. It's based on Teen Wolf as you can tell and pretty much evolves around the second season. It focuses mainly on an original character of mine, Ryann King. Stiles is her cousin and she is a werewolf. The other characters are Derek, Stiles (of course) and Shane Daniels who replaces Lydia as Stiles love interest. A few things first:

1. It is not going to be in order. The scenes I do could be from episode 4 and the next scene from episode 1. I'm putting it as I like.
2. The links are for pictures of what the characters are wearing. For main people I want to have a chance to have someone to portray them and I'm obsessed with Polyvore so enjoy.
3. To see the links to the outfits, you will find them in the reviews option at the end of the chapter. NOTE: only when scenes are changed will outfits changed or if you read about them changing into something will it probably have a link for an outfit. So just check the reviews if you wanna see.
4. I'm not looking for criticism. It's a fan fiction. So if you like it, feel free to say so, if not, then move right along. I'm not going to change anything because you don't like it.
5. Um... Enjoy? I don't usually write first person so I hope you can follow it.

Prologue

Werewolves had lived amongst the humans for thousands of years. Learning how to coexist without drawing unwanted attention. There were those of course who broke the rules and were slain by hunters. Every race had its rule breakers. The law between hunters and the were creatures was that if you were a young one and did not kill human beings you were safe. That unsteady treaty was broken many times, sometimes causing wars to rage but it always came back to that uneasy coexistence. Werewolves could continue to make a life as long as they obeyed the law. Then again, it wasn't always the wolves breaking the rules. Humans could often be a little overzealous. Attacking and slaughtering just because the beasts were that; beasts. All in all, both sides had their share of the blame for all the pain surrounding the world of lycanthropes.

Earlier this year, the battle had started up once more in the small town of Beacon Hills. Living here as a werewolf, you thought you could be safe. The Hale family, purebreds because they were born into this instead of cursed with a bite, had called the town home for many generations. A family of hunters lived there as well but only for a few years. Then one summer, a young woman had let her thirst for blood get the better of her. Kate Argent set fire to the Hale house, killing all but one who lived inside. Some of the dead were not wolves and all of them were innocent. Women, children, young men and old. The only one to escape was Peter Hale but he was badly burned and nearly comatose. The other survives were just lucky to be away from home for that year. Derek and his sister Laura, who had inherited the position of Alpha when her father passed. Many years passed since the fire before it was ever mentioned again. You see, I have lived here my whole life. I was bitten and turned into a wolf as a young girl of thirteen. Though my parents never really knew and passed away soon after, I was never homeless. The Hales were the one family I could turn to, who could understand me. Like the two siblings, I had been away, thus escaping the fire too. But I came back when I heard. There wasn't much I could do but I felt as if Beacon Hills needed me and so I rented an apartment and stayed.

As luck would have it, the town did need me. Another wolf was prowling, an Alpha. Turns out when Laura Hale had shown up looking for answers about the fire, she had been killed. When you killed an Alpha, you took on their powers. Derek himself had come back and been suspected but it wasn't him. The only connection he and had to this powerful alpha was a teenager by the name of Scott McCall. I knew of him because he happened to be best friends with my cousin, Stiles. It seems Scott had received the bite and as if being an awkward teenager wasn't enough, he was in the middle of a war. The family of hunters who had been her before had moved back. Kate had been Christopher Argent's sister and while she was the loose cannon, he was more controlled. His daughters was oblivious to it all and became caught up in all of this as well when she fell in love with our Scott. As if things weren't messy enough, Kate rolled back into town. The Alpha was on the loose, Scott was trying to keep the Argents from discovering his identity while dealing with his first few full moons, and people were showing up dead. It was becoming close to impossible for any of us to lead our normal lives. If we did not find the Alpha and stop him, he was planning on forcing Scott into killing his friends. Friends who were becoming tangled in the web. Jackson, star captain of the lacrosse team wanted in on the gig of being a werewolf, Allison, the young Argent girl, finally discovering the family secret, Stiles the faithful best friend trying to keep everyone together and Lydia, the young girl soon to become the next target.

When the Alpha's identity finally came out, it was the biggest shock of all. Peter Hale was not as helpless as all had believed. He had been the one to kill Laura and take her power so he could revenge the rest of his family. He had bitten Scott, wanting to build up his pack. Everything went to hell and its almost hard to keep up with it. Peter showed up to the dance, attacking Lydia and using Stiles to track down Scott. At this time, Scott was being hunted so he could lead the Argents to the Alpha and Allison now knew what her boyfriend was. It all lead up to a showdown at the Hale house. Kate ended up dead, which I still believe was best for all of us. However, the death of the Alpha at the hands of Derek had not been the turn for the better that we had all been hoping for. Scott lost his chance at a cure but we felt as if we were all safe. The Argents were not killing any wolves at this time, seeing as how those of us remaining had not broken any laws.

As the school year resumes after the winter break, I hope that these kids can pull it together. Scott is getting a handle on what it means to be a wolf, even though he's forbidden from seeing Allison. Jackson was no longer in pursuit of a bite, as far as I knew. In the hospital, I'm told Lydia is recovering and not healing quickly from her bite, which should leave her from turning on a full moon. If these kids can make it through the next few weeks, I believe everything will be alright. As for me, well, all I can do is keep an eye on them and get back to the life I was trying to lead. In the back of my mind of course, I'm worried that a plan is brewing in the mind of our new Alpha. For as long as I've known Derek, I can't trust that all this power is right for him. Still bitter over the fire and the death of his last two family members, I can only imagine how unsteady he is.

Beacon Hills never knew how close they came to being known for a town destroyed in a blood bath. We had kept the peace with minimal casualties, hoping that everything could return to as it was. Though if there was one thing any one knew, if it wasn't for bad luck, most people wouldn't have any luck at all. And it seemed that our luck had not run out as we had hoped.