I know I keep saying that I am going to branch out from all of these Teen Wolf fics, but someone has been really wanting to read a Jackson/O.C. story. And I had an idea, so I figured why not! With that said, this fanfic. is dedicated to Miss E Charlotte. She's been a real friend lately, and I very much appreciate it. Also, I won't be following the show exactly. There will be some chapters that will have parts of the episodes in them. I will be following the timeline of the show though. I hope you guys all enjoy it!
"You have to hit harder than that! More accurate! They're werewolves, not carcasses! They are stronger. Faster. Better." I could feel the breath of my instructor, Alex, on the back of my neck. It sent cold chills down my body when it hit the sweat on my neck. I swung my leg around again to strike the rib cage of the large hitting dummy and then drove my knife in the heart. "You have to be faster than that!" I ran the drill again. This time the movements went so fast that it was a blur even in my own vision. "That's my girl!" I looked over at him and he winked at me. At least someone was proud of me.
"You still have ten laps and your evening work-out to do, Olivia." Alex and I turned to face my dad. He was dressed as he always was, in business attire with a solemn look on his face.
"Yes sir." I nodded once before taking a quick sip from my water bottle. I jogged over to our in-door track and began my ten laps. I've been training for four years to be the hunter that my father required me to be. Our family was at the top in the hunting society. Every eco-system had a hierarchy, and we were no different. I knew from a young age that my family was different from the rest. It was probably due to the fact that our house looked like a medieval weapons museum, along with weapons from every century after that.
My dad had always put me in competitions when I was younger. And they were all out of state. He said that the people around us didn't have any business knowing our business. He had me compete in everything from 4-H shooting sports to rock climbing. Didn't know that there was such a thing as child rock climbing competitions? Well, there are. But even after all the wins I had from competing, I couldn't be one of those kids that everyone loved. Dad wanted to keep me in the shadows, like wallpaper. When I was thirteen he moved my entire family out here to Texas. In the middle of freaking no-where. We lived in a huge place that you would only see in the movies. We had an in-door training center, pool, boxing ring, and pretty much anything else you could want. With the exception of anything fun.
I've had a strict diet of the exact same meals for four years. I've seen the same people day in and day out for four years. And I have seen the same walls for walls for four years. Fortunately, Dad did give me television and he would order movies for me to watch. He said that the purpose of keeping me her and training every day was for me to be the best. He was the best, my mother was the best, and that now I will be. My dad was a member of the council and that meant that I had eyes on me with every move I made. Like I was living under a microscope.
At least I had Alex. He was only three years older than me, but he was much more experienced than me. Werewolves killed his parents, and he's been fighting the cause for nine years now. He was tough on me, but he was also like my older brother. We looked out for each other, and on occasion we would skip a day of training to go on adventures. But that was only on rare occasions. And on even rarer occasions I would beat him in a fight. I wasn't as strong as Alex was, but I was smarter.
"So, you think she's ready?" I heard my dad whisper the words as I finished my last lap and was now jogging up to them.
"I think she will be successful, yes." Alex had never lied, and he has most certainly never gave me praise if I didn't earn it.
"Ready for what?" I caught the towel that Alex tossed over to me and patted at my sweat as I tried to labor my breathing.
"The council has been informed of an...outbreak. In Beacon Hills. The Argents were sent in, but it appears that they are having difficulties performing their duties." Any time my dad spoke, I felt like I was talking to an actor portraying a soldier in a war film. "The council has requested I send in someone who can finish the job for them. Someone who can blend in with the suspected animals." Meaning he needed someone younger. That was the only way that he would send me in. My father has yet to believe that I was ready to handle any situation.
"Someone who can blend in?" He swallowed hard, reluctant to tell me that he actually needs me for something.
"There's evidence that there is an alpha and two betas in the territory. One of the betas we know is Derek Hale, but the other we believe is young. More than likely a high school student." So that's why I am being sent it. Usually if werewolves were being made, the alphas go after strong male candidates. I was going in as bait.
He looked at me and had a very serious tone to his voice. "I volunteered you to go in and solve the problem. We needed a younger hunter, and you fit the requirements. Are you prepared for this?" He wasn't really asking me. He was more of making sure I wasn't going to coward away from him.
"Of course. When am I going in?" I tried to contain my excitement from finally being able to leave this place, but it was very hard.
"I'll be sending you and your mother back to our old house. You'll start school as a sophomore. You'll receive further instructions when you arrive there. Finish your work-out and then see your mother for packing." And just like that he was leaving. Alex and I turned to look at each other.
"I'm surprised he didn't send you." Alex smirked at my words.
"I'm not the one with boobs and long legs." He winked and I swung but he ducked out of my way. "It's the truth!"
"But he still chose me. So that's something right?" I got on the ground and Alex stepped on my feet for me to do sit-ups.
"I've told you that he's proud of you. He just doesn't show it. He isn't programmed to show emotion." I held in laughter at the joke we always said about my dad being a robot. When you met him, your thoughts would probably go straight to Terminator.
"Yeah. Well, I guess this means I can't screw up right?" Alex smiled at me.
"You won't screw up. You're the top female hunter here. And you already know the kids at the high school. This is going to be a cake walk for you." I didn't say anything, but I knew it was going to be anything other than that. The kids used to either tease me or ignore me back in elementary school. When I first left, I was grateful. Because then I wouldn't have to live in the darkness anymore. Now that I was going back, I was nervous.
"Olivia sweetpea! You're going to be late!" I stood there in front of my mirror staring at a who I knew was me, but was still having a hard time believing it. My mother and I had moved here two days ago. My dad didn't even say goodbye to me, he had men come and help us move everything into the house. And right now I wish I had Alex here to help me. I was sure I could handle the werewolves. They wouldn't be a problem what-so-ever. But the people, now they could present a problem.
"Yeah. I coming!" I took one last look to make sure that everything is in place and then grabbed my bag before heading down the stairs. My mom was standing in the kitchen, running the blender.
She saw me and smiled brightly. "Is that my morning shake?" I nodded to the glass she was pouring the contents of the blender in.
She handed it to me and watched as I downed it. "Isn't this exciting? You're finally going back to a real school!" The difference between my dad and my mother was like night and day. She was a hunter once, but she just wasn't cut out for it is what she always tells me. Funny thing is that I know for a fact that she was the best hunter there was her age.
"That's not what we're here for mom." I tried to remind her that we were here for a job, but the look she was giving me told me that she wasn't going to accept that answer.
"I know what we are here for. And I know that you will take care of that. But that doesn't mean that you can't enjoy this. Enjoy being here, meet people, make friends, possibly meet a guy..." She let that sentence trail off her tongue, but I turned that idea away the instant the words left her lips.
"We are here for a job. That's it. No time for guys." She dropped her head as I took the vitamins out of the cabinet and took one of each.
"Okay, honey." She nodded her head. "You look wonderful. That dress really compliments you." She grabbed at the hem of the dress and smiled again. "But you still wore those boots. Couldn't you put on a pair of sandals or maybe even heels?" I reached down and pulled out a short blade from one of the boots.
"Can't hide a weapon in heels. Or chase after a wolf." I pointed out to her and she laughed at me.
"Point well taken. Have a wonderful first day. If you need me, call. And don't forget that we are meeting the Argents tonight." I leaned in and kissed her on the cheek before heading out the door.
I walked up the stairs and straight into the front office. There was, what looked to be, a very nice lady behind the desk. She was on the phone and held her finger up to me. Ten seconds later she put the phone back on the hook and smiled at me brightly. "You must Olivia Hamilton. I read your file. Welcome back to Beacon Hills." She handed me a folder that was slap full of papers. "I need you to get your parents to sign all those documents." She handed me a single piece of paper and said, "And this is your class schedule. "Mr. Harris's class room is just down the hall and to the left." The phone rang again, and I took that as my cue to leave.
I left the office and somehow managed to find my way to the right class. I was only five minutes late. When I opened the door everyone in the class stopped what they were doing and stared at me.
"Ahh...I was wondering if the front office had their information correct. Miss. Hamilton is it?" Mr. Harris was looking down at a paper, but now he was looking up at me.
"Olivia Hamilton. Yes." He nodded towards a seat near the front but not in the front.
"Well, Miss Hamilton, please take a seat." I watched as all the students whispered and stared. Let the judging begin I guess.
I took my seat next to a guy. "Hey." He whispered softly and when I looked over I recognized him. He was always the sweetest guy. He never really spoke to me, but when he did he didn't say anything cruel or demeaning. "You might not remember me."
"Danny MÄhealani. I remember you." I gave him a friendly smile.
"You look absolutely amazing. Wherever you disappeared to, it was kind to you." I felt my cheeks get a little warmer. I didn't get compliments like that every day. I didn't compliments much at all actually. "And don't pay attention to everyone. The girls are going to be jealous and the guys are going to be awe-struck."
"Of what?" I didn't think that we had been talking about anything of importance and then I was really confused when Danny smiled.
"Of you. You go away looking like you did." Horrible, I knew it and he didn't have to say it. Although I appreciate he didn't. "And then you come back hot." And I really didn't know how to respond to that, so I just turned to the front and focused on what the teacher was now saying.
I was so thankful when that class was over because that mean I was finally going to be able to breath. I exited as quickly as possible and went to the bathroom and called Alex.
"You can't possibly be missing me that much by now." I could hear him chuckle in the background.
"Alex, I don't know if I can do this." I felt out of breath and nervous, so nervous.
"What are you talking about? I've been training you for this for years. Of course you can do this." He thought I was talking about the werewolves.
"Not the hunting, you idiot. Blending in. I don't blend it, that's not what I do. I'm practically the poster child for the Socially Awkward Penguin meme." And now I was babbling, great. Just great.
"The what?" He sounded lost and confused, but I didn't have time to explain.
"Do you even get on the internet? They all just keep staring at me. And whispering. There's so much whispering. I can't handle it." I walked back over to the sink and stared into the mirror. I took a few deep breaths.
"They are staring at you, because you're attractive. And from what I saw before you came to us, you looked like a ho-bo. So they are probably just all shocked. They'll get over it. Just remember, if the beta is a student. They are going to be stronger and faster than the anyone else there. Look for someone on a sports team." I honestly don't know what I would do without this guy.
"Yeah, that's what Danny said. And sport's team. Got it." The warning bell rang and I gathered my stuff together and fluffed out my hair like my mom had taught to do earlier.
"Danny. Who the hell is Danny? You've been there for an hour and you already met a guy." I couldn't tell if he was jealous or just being protective, and I probably didn't want to know which it was.
"Don't worry. I'm pretty sure he's gay. I've got to go. I'll call you tonight." I hung up the phone and hurried out of the girl's restroom.
I looked down at my schedule, and I must have been so focused on trying to figure out where I was supposed to be that I wasn't watching where I was going. I ran right into a rather large chest.
I dropped all my papers and without looking up at who I ran into I dropped to the floor and started gathering them all up. "I'm sorry. I wasn't paying attention. Well, I was. But not to where I was walking. I was trying to find this class."
"Chemistry. Here you can just follow me." I looked at the stack of papers in my hand then back up at him. He was holding my schedule.
"I'm Jackson. Captain of the lacrosse team, Captain of the swim team, and basically you're all around golden boy. I can assure you that you are in good hands." He stuck out a hand to assist me in getting up.
"I'm Olivia." He kept hold on my hand, but I pulled it back. "And I know who are. We went to elementary school together." I saw a confused look on his face, and I could honestly say that I wasn't surprised at all that he didn't recognize me.
"Olivia Hamilton?" Or maybe he did. "How could I forget?"
"Well considering you never spoke to me, and if you did then it wasn't pleasant. I don't know." I grabbed my schedule from his hands. Then Alex's words came through my head. Look for somebody on a sport's team. Well I was staring at the captain of two. "I'm sorry, that was rude. And I would appreciate it if you would still show me where that class was." I tried to give him a friendly smile, but I wasn't sure how well it all came out.
"So where did you move to when you left?" Small talk. He wanted to do small talk?
"Texas." He led me down a hallway and then I saw a classroom that resembled a chemistry lab.
"Well, welcome back to Beacon Hills. You haven't really missed much." We reached the door and I saw that it was indeed the chem room.
"Yeah, well, thanks for showing me the classroom." I walked inside and found Danny. I took the empty seat next to him.
A sound came from a throat right next to me. I looked up to see Jackson standing next to me. "Oh, I'm sorry is this your seat?"
"It is actually. But I'll let you have it for today." Oh how sweet. I can see that Jackson was the same old Jackson. A smartass who thought he was better than everyone else in the room.
"I see it didn't take long for Jackson to scope you out. He had been asking about you all morning." So he didn't really remember me. I shouldn't be disappointed, but I was.
"Yeah, I quite literally ran into him in the hallway." Danny laughed, but I was focused on the two girl that had walked into the room.
I watched them as they took their seats. One I recognized from pictures as Allison. The other was a preppy red head. And there was only one red head that I could remember. Lydia Martin. She walked over and planted a big kiss on Jackson's cheek.
"They've been dating for about two years. I don't know how they put up with each other." From what I remembered, they would be an odd couple.
"What about her? I don't recognize her at all. Then again, I've been gone for four years." I pointed over to Allison who was staring at a guy who had a goofy smile on his face.
"That's Allison Argent. She just moved here. Lydia kind of adopted her." As a pet I suspected.
"Holy hell. It really is you." Lydia was looking right at me. And she looked...impressed. "I'm not surprised that the clinic took four years to turn you into a beauty, but they did a nice job." I couldn't tell if she was insulting me or complimenting me.
"Glad to see that you haven't changed Lydia." I smiled at her, and the teacher came in.
When it came time for lunch I sat there at a table, trying to avoid the glares, stares, and more whispers. A tray appeared beside me and when I looked up, I found myself relieved to see Danny.
"A girl as pretty as you should never eat alone." I knew he was gay, it wasn't that hard to see. So he wasn't hitting on me, but he was being nice. And I very much appreciated that.
"I don't know about that. I kind of like being alone." If you were alone, then no one can hurt you. That was a lesson my dad has taught me very well.
"Hey Danny. I didn't know that we had moved our table." Jackson came and sat down beside me, but looked at Danny. "But I can now see why." Jackson was now looking at me, and it caused me to look back down at my tray.
I noticed Danny and Jackson looking at each other, and then Danny nodded at someone over my shoulder. "Well, if it isn't the black sheep turned gold." I inwardly groaned at the sound of Lydia's voice. I normally had a very high tolerance for rudeness, but I wanted nothing more than to punch her.
"Don't be jealous Lydia, just because you aren't the prettiest girl in the school anymore." The brunette, I think Danny said her name was Allison, was with her as they took their seats. Lydia sat next to Jackson and Allison sat next to Lydia. I contained a smile when Lydia's eyes bugged out at Jackson's comment.
"The hottest people always date the always hottest people. And that's why we are together babe." Lydia recovered herself quickly and planted a peck on Jackson's cheek. I noticed that he slightly recoiled, but it wasn't enough for everyone to pick up on.
I glanced over at Allison and noticed she was staring at someone herself. When I followed her gaze it brought me to the same boy with the goofy grin from chemistry class. Next to him was a guy with a buzz cut rambling about something and nearly spitting out his food. Classy.
Someone's fingers came and snapped in front of my face, I looked over and saw that they were Danny's. "Are you coming to the practice this afternoon?"
"You'd be in for quite a show. Jackson's the best player on the field. That's why he's captain." Lydia bragged about Jackson like she was paid to do so. But I figured that going to the practice was probably the smartest decision. I could scope out all of the players and make a list of the strongest and fastest guys on the team. "But you just moved here, so I'd say you are probably tired." Lydia was politely telling me that I shouldn't come. But I wasn't the type of person dealt well with people like her.
"You know what? I think that watching the practice is the perfect way to start off my new start here in Beacon Hills." I smiled at Lydia and she seemed surprised by my reaction to her snide comments.
After school, I stayed behind to watch the practice. I went to go and sit on the bleaches, but a safe distance from Lydia and Allison. When I pulled out my sketch pad the stress from the day instantly went away. Drawing had always been a gateway to escape the craziness of my life. All the players approached the field and I re-focused my attention on what I was sent here to do. The only fault in my plan to stay away from Lydia and Allison was that I didn't recognize who was who on the field. So, I gathered up my belongings and walked over and climbed up the bleachers to sit with Lydia and Allison.
"Finally grew tired of sitting by yourself black sheep?" I smiled up at Lydia and put on my friendliest smile.
I stuck my hand out to Allison. "I'm sorry. I'm pretty sure that we have yet to be introduced." She shook my hand. "I'm Olivia Hamilton."
"Allison Argent." And you cure could tell that she was an Argent. She had the skin and bone structure of her mother and her aunt.
"You're new. So, how do you like Beacon Hills so far?" My dad had told me to keep an eye on Allison. And I planned on following his instructions.
"It's nice. I've never really watched lacrosse before though, so this should be interesting." That it should. "Who's that over there." I followed her pointed finger at the guy standing in the goal.
"Oh he's a nobody. Scott...something. He's not that good." Lydia waived her hand at us, but I saw the look in Allison's eyes. She liked him. "Why?"
"Oh he's just in my English class." Allison hid her infatuation well, but then again, Lydia was completely oblivious to anyone but Jackson. I swear she was like a lost puppy, and he was a boy who gave her food and shelter. Scott...I was trying to remember him and then an image flashed in my head. Scott McCall, that's who he was. And that meant that the other guy was most definitely Stiles.
"There's Jackson." Lydia exclaimed excitedly. We all followed her gaze and watched him dominate the field.
There were several players that tried to make a goal, but Scott blocked each one with ease. Another player went in to make a goal, and Scott caught it in his net and then smiled. The frustration was clear on Jackson's face as he took the ball and through with so much force that you could hear it zip through the air. Scott stood a little shocked that the ball landed in his net. From the bench his friend stood up and cheered.
"I thought you said that he wasn't very good?" Allison said, clearly impressed by Scott.
"I have no idea what just happened there." Lydia seemed pissed at the fact that Jackson wasn't the best player on the field. But I was intrigued with how Scott became so fast so quick. But I didn't have any evidence yet, and I couldn't take anything to the council unless I had locked evidence.
After the practice was over, I headed to my car. I still had a run, a work-out, and a meeting with the Argents tonight, not to mention homework. Before I reached my door though, Jackson cut me off.
"Hey." He stood between me and my door, keeping me from escaping. "I'm having a party at my house. Kind of a beginning of the year bash. I was hoping that you could come." It was an invitation, but it sounded like he was implying more.
"Parties aren't really my thing." I tried to move around him to get to my car door but he didn't budge an inch.
"Parties are everyone's thing. And I'd really like it if you came." I saw his eyes travel down my body and took in my outfit. He wanted me there because I was attractive.
"Jackson. You haven't changed a bit and you have a girlfriend. Better not let her catch you checking me out like that again." I patted his shoulder and during his state of shock, took my chance and got into my car and went home.
Hours later after my afternoon routine I ran up my steps and saw my mom sitting on the porch swing reading a book.
"Nice workout sweetie?" She didn't lift her eyes from the words on the page.
"It was sufficient. What time are we meeting the Argents?" I grabbed my water bottle I left on the steps and took a long drink.
"9:00 o'clock. I have dinner on the stove. When you get a shower we will eat and then head over." She still didn't look up, but I followed her instructions and went to take a shower.
When I came back into my room to get dressed I saw my phone lighting up on the bed. I saw Alex's name on the screen and pushed speaker phone.
"You said you'd call" He sounded worried, bless his heart.
"I had a workout to do. Just got out of the shower. Sorry." I walked over to the closet and pulled out my pants, a tank top, and jacket.
"How was the rest of you day?" That was a loaded question. There were so many answers to that question.
"Long. Lydia Martin is still the same plastic barbie witch she was in elementary school. And her boyfriend seems to have eyes for any girl with decent looks and two legs." I rolled my eyes at his actions this afternoon.
"He hit on you?" There was that weird tone he had before when he asked about Danny. I couldn't really decipher what it was.
"Kind of. I'm not real sure. I don't do well with the male gender. But I have a few ideas on who the second beta could be. And once we find him, we can find the others. He would be the weakest link of the three." I was a little anxious to meet up with the Argents. Odds were they were not going to take liking to taking orders from a kid.
"Well, you be careful. I miss you Libby. All my other hunters in training are boring compared to you. They actually follow my every command. There's no fun with them." I heard him laughing and it made me smile. I missed having him by my side too. But I was here to do a job, and I couldn't let my emotions affect that job.
"Miss you too! I call tomorrow sometime. Night!" I hung up the phone and slid on my boots.
My mom drove us over to the Argents house, and we entered the basement the back way. Since Allison was still unaware of the fact that her family was a clan of werewolf hunters, she couldn't see me. Not until it was time for her to find out. When I stepped into the room, I was greeted with just Allison's dad, her mother, and a few of his men.
"Where's Kate?" I asked. Usually my mother would take the reigns on a situation like this, but since the council stuck me in this job, she let me.
"She's on her way in. She should arrive soon." Mrs. Argent informed me. I remembered what was in her file and what my dad told me about her. She was the perfect huntress. She knew the code and lived by it. She didn't hesitate.
"I trust that your first day was okay?" Chris asked me and I took a look at all the weapons along their basement walls.
"It was fine. I've got a few ideas on who the second beta could be, but until I can investigate further, you will follow my commands. We don't hunt unless I give the O.K. and you don't make a move without my consent." They all nodded, and that's when I understood what my father was always talking about when he talked about power. Our family had a lot of it, and others like us feared it.
So that's the first chapter. I know that not much happened, but I'm still introducing everything. So please be patient. If you wish to review and let me know what you thought (good or bad) I wouldn't complain. ;) Much love to all those that took the time out to read this!