THE COVENANT: FULL MOON RISING

*Please read description*

Okay, so this description isn't going to be as long as my other couple of stories, basically because I'm using the same OC from one of them in this one as well. Not too long ago, I came up with an OC for Once Upon a Time using the whole werewolf concept from the show but with my own take on it. This OC is Kyra Norwood, a werewolf (as you may have guessed lol).

So after re-watching "The Covenant" while I was sick at home the other night, I realized that she'd be a cool character to input into the Covenant universe as well. For a more detailed description of her, please refer to the description in my Once Upon a Time fanfic titled "The Last Wolf".

This fanfic is essentially a re-write of the film itself, not a sequel. I also don't plan on having Kyra replace any of the characters for now, but that may change later on. And yes, I know there's another character named "Kira" in the movie, but she's a minor character so I don't think it's a big deal. Plus, it may add some conflict since the Kira girl in the movie was shown to be kind of a bitch. And there's also a few minor OCs I've included, so if you see anyone's named and are like, "I don't remember this person from the movie...", that means they're most likely an OC lol.

Hope y'all like it!

*RATED M FOR LANGUAGE, SMUT, AND SOME VIOLENCE*

(SIDE NOTE: Just like in my Once Upon a Time fic, POV's change at times throughout the story, usually indicated by each separating line but not always, as you read on it'll be clear who's POV each part is in)

Prologue

Caleb sped down the dirt roads to the colony house as fast as he could. Reid had called him about ten minutes ago sounding super urgent, saying Caleb needed to get his ass over there as soon as possible. He didn't even tell Caleb why or what was going on, he just told him to hurry over there and hung up. It was disturbing to say the least, hearing Reid sound so frantic like that. He was never one to get anxious or intimidated by anything, so if he was that worked up by whatever was going on, it must have been a big deal.

Not even two minutes later did Caleb finally reach the house, already seeing that several things there were off. The front door was wide open and there was a black Mercedes parked out front...a car that took Caleb a second to recognize. When he did, however, it suddenly all made sense why Reid was so frantic about him getting over there.

Maggie.

She was a witch, but not like him and his boys were. She was a descendant from a long line of witches, a line that went even further back than the boys' and their families. Though her powers weren't as advanced as theirs, having not inherited the Power, she was still a highly respected woman among the entire community of witches/warlocks. Like the Sons of Ipswich, she had formed a coven of her own with witches who had the same abilities she had, those of whom seemed to follow her everywhere like lost puppies.

Though Maggie was respected, she also meant bad news. Whenever she and her coven came to town, it was usually because she needed the boys' help with some kind of disturbance in the supernatural community.

Caleb exhaled deeply before parking his car and getting out. Suddenly, Pogue appeared in the front doorway, immediately rushing over to Caleb upon seeing him.

"Hey," He said to Caleb, sounding out of breath despite only running about five feet over to him.

"What's going on?" Caleb replied, cutting right to the chase as they both headed over to the house.

"Maggie's here," Pogue informed him, as if Caleb wasn't already aware.

"I know," Caleb told him. "I saw her car. Why is she here?"

"She wouldn't tell us," Pogue said as they both walked up the porch steps. "She said she needed us all here before she could say anything." Caleb gave a heavy sigh of discontent at that.

"Great," Caleb responded sarcastically. The two then entered the house, with Caleb closing the front door behind them and locking it. He walked into the front room behind Pogue, seeing Reid and Tyler standing against the wall in silence. Reid of course gave Caleb a look upon seeing him walk in, as if to say "What the hell took you so long?" even though it had only been ten minutes. Several other witches of Maggie's coven were standing around the room as well, though Caleb saw that some members were missing for some reason.

His eyes flickered over to see the back of someone's head peeking out from behind one of the chairs in front of the fireplace. The person's hair was blonde, so Caleb knew the head could only belong to Maggie. She turned to look at him, giving a small smile.

"Caleb," She said, greeting him. As she stood up and turned to face him, he saw that it was, in fact, Maggie. Her blonde hair was styled as it usually was, medium length with loose curls and bangs sweeping across the length of her forehead. She was around thirty years old, about 12 years or so ahead of the boys.

"Maggie," Caleb responded, greeting her back.

"Thank you for coming here so quickly," Maggie told him. "There's something very important that I need to discuss with all of you." Though Caleb expected this, as it was usually the case whenever she came to them, he still found himself taken aback by the way she said it.

"What is it?" He asked Maggie.

"Well..." She began, stepping a bit closer to him. "It's a matter of something I'm not too sure you boys are familiar with. You see...it's not regarding our kind." Caleb furrowed his brow upon hearing this. Not their kind? What could she possibly be talking about?

"What do you mean?" Caleb inquired.

"My girls and I were passing through Ipswich the other day," Maggie began. "When we met a girl passing through town as well...a girl with a very unique gift. One that's very different than ours."

"What gift is that?" Pogue asked as he stepped forward, his curiosity peaked just as much as Caleb's.

"She comes from a very particular race of people," Maggie went on. "A race that's been around since the beginning of time, but has since died down to the point of being practically extinct. This race of people were all born with a rare ability...one that would turn them into wolves during the full moon." Caleb's eyes widened, as well as Pogue's, Tyler's, and even Reid's.

"Werewolves?" Caleb asked her breathlessly. Maggie nodded in response.

"Yes," She told him. "Like I said, they're practically all extinct now. Only a select few are still living, and this special werewolf girl that we found is one of them. In fact, she's the last surviving member of the most ancient and powerful line of werewolves there ever was: The Crescent Wolf Pack." The boys all turned to look at one another, completely baffled by this revelation. Caleb then turned back to Maggie, his eyes full of confusion.

"And what does this have to do with us?" He asked her.

"It doesn't," She admitted. "However, she's a part of the supernatural community much like we are. But unlike us, she's been all on her own for a long time." Maggie then turned around, calling out to someone. "Bring her out." Caleb and the boys all looked up to the corner where Maggie was looking, highly curious.

A moment later, the other four witches of Maggie's coven came walking in from the other room. There was a fifth girl in the middle of them, that of whom the boys could only assume to be the wolf girl. All four of their eyes seem to light up upon seeing her.

The girl was around their age and was extremely beautiful. She had long chestnut brown hair that flowed all the way down to her waist. Her golden brown eyes glistened even there in the darkened living room, underneath full and long eyelashes. Her skin was on the lighter side, with a small number of freckles spread across her nose and cheeks. She also had several tattoos. One was of a lilac branch that spread across the top of right her chest. The other was of three small arrows, horizontally facing different directions on her left bicep. She was definitely a bit on the grungier side in terms of her style. Along with her tattoos, she had several piercings: four in each ear including an industrial on her left one, and a small silver stud on her nose. She wore a short grey dress with a bit of white detail toward the top, a sleeveless black cardigan that reached the bottom of her dress, and black combat boots.

Caleb and the boys looked at her for a long moment before she furrowed her brow at them in confusion.

"Who the hell are you?" She asked them. They didn't respond, still looking at her in amazement at not just her beauty, but also the fact that this gorgeous girl was a werewolf. Caleb then turned slightly to Maggie, who had moved out of the way and was now standing beside him.

"Could I have a moment with her?" Caleb asked Maggie quietly. "Please?" Pogue, Reid, and Tyler's heads all turned to look at him as he said this, and Maggie nodded at him in response.

"Sure," She told him, giving another small smile.

"Were Maggie and the other's holding you against your will?" Caleb asked the girl, who was sitting cross-legged on one of the stools against the stone wall. They had gone into the basement while everyone else remained upstairs, as Caleb didn't want the boys to say or do anything to make the girl more uncomfortable than he was sure she already was. The girl was sitting calmly as she fidgeted her hands a bit. She looked up at Caleb as he spoke to her, her golden brown eyes illuminated by the many lit candles surrounding them.

"They lured me out to the woods and grabbed me," The girl revealed to him, a hint of annoyance in her voice. "I guess they saw me turn into a wolf the other night. Ever since then, they've been keeping me here in this creepy house and doing all this weird...'witchy' stuff." She looked down as she continued fidgeting her hands and began to touch the inside of her one cheek with her tongue. Caleb smiled slightly, admiring that she didn't seem freaked out at all by any of this and more like she just really couldn't be bothered by it.

"What do they want with you?" Caleb asked her. She shrugged, continuing to look down at her hands.

"Beats me," She replied. "Guess since I'm part of an endangered species, I must be valuable to them or something. But that still doesn't explain why they brought me here." Caleb looked down at her for another moment, deep in thought.

"Well..." He began, pulling another stool over and sitting across from her. "Like you said, your kind is endangered. My guess would be that Maggie brought you here to us so that my boys and I can make sure you're protected." The girl looked up at him with a confused expression.

"Why your guys' protection?" She asked him. "Maggie's and her posse are witches like you guys, aren't they? Why can't they just protect me themselves?" Caleb sat up straight, looking at her intently.

"Maggie and her coven wouldn't be able to protect you as well as we could," He informed her. "She doesn't have the Power." The girl looked even more confused, tilting her head slightly like a confused dog, which was ironically fitting for her. Caleb pulled his stool closer to her, all the while she continued to look at him in utter confusion.

"Perhaps if you knew more about my boys and who we are, you'd understand," Caleb said to her before reaching his one hand over to the side of her head. "Here..." The girl immediately jerked her head back before he could touch her.

"What...are you doing?" She asked him, taken aback.

"It's okay," Caleb assured her. "If you open your mind to me, I can show you what I'm talking about." He reached his hand out once more and touched the side of her head, looking down and closing his eyes. The girl looked at him in wonder before going to close her eyes as well.

"Back in the 17th century..." Caleb began, using his powers to play out the scenes in her head as he spoke. "Witch hunting had become a prominent thing throughout England and France, which most of our people were able to escape from by migrating to America. But then came the Salem Witch Trials, which brought about the brutal persecution of witches, causing a wave of terror over our entire community. During the aftermath, the five most powerful families of witches who possessed what is known simply as 'The Power' fled here to Ipswich, forming a covenant of silence. My friends and I are descendants of these families, making us the most powerful of our kind." The girl opened her eyes after a moment, looking at him.

"Five families?" She inquired, her eyes contorting with confusion once more. "But...I thought I saw only four of you up there?" Caleb opened his eyes then, which were now pitch black from using his powers. The girl looked into them, highly intrigued.

"You did," Caleb informed her as his eyes reverted back to normal. "Not too long after our five families formed the covenant, one of them had begun succumbing to the Power's influence. They'd all become addicted to using it and lusting for more and more. That, in turn, caused their banishment..."

"Leaving only the four families," The girl said, finishing his sentence. Caleb nodded.

"Right," He told her.

"So..." The girl went on. "Did you get the Power from your mom or your dad?" Caleb's throat tightened, hesitating before answering her.

"My dad," He told her. The girl tilted her head slightly to the side again, looking at him with concern.

"You don't have a good relationship with him," She said. "Do you?" Caleb looked down, letting out a sigh before shaking his head.

"No," He replied. "He, uh...he became addicted to the Power, too. Really addicted. He loved to use it...more than he loved me or my mom. The Power came first for him, and that was it."

"He sounds like a dick," The girl replied. Caleb laughed at that, looking down as she smiled at him. She then leaned her head down to try and meet her face with his.

"I'm Kyra, by the way..." She said, extending her hand out to him. Caleb looked down at her hand, then back up at her before shaking it. "You should probably know my name if you're gonna tell me your whole family history."

"Good point," He said, smiling. "I'm Caleb." Kyra smiled back at him, still shaking his hand before he let go. Just then, the door to the basement opened and Caleb heard none other than the boys' voices coming down the stairs.

"Reid, seriously?" Pogue was heard saying as they came down. "He said he wants to talk to her alone!"

"What for?" Reid was heard snapping back at him. "We're his brothers, whatever he's gotta say to her I'm sure he can say in front of us."

"Yeah, seriously!" Tyler was, of course, heard agreeing. "He doesn't have to be alone with her!"

"Like, what's he gonna do?" Reid asked as he was seen reaching the bottom steps, looking back at the other two as he talked. "Try and score with this werewolf chick he just met?" Caleb looked up and exhaled in annoyance as Kyra turned to look at the boys as they approached, raising her one eyebrow at them.

"God, Reid..." Pogue said as he reached the bottom of the steps behind them. Ignoring him, Reid immediately went over to Caleb, with Tyler following right behind him as he always did.

"Alright, what's going on?" Reid asked him.

"What's going on..." Caleb began, standing up to face him. "Is that we have an endangered werewolf on our hands, and we need to figure out what to do."

"What?" Tyler asked.

"'We need to figure out what to do'?" Reid repeated Caleb's words, sounding exasperated. "Why do we need to do anything?"

"Because like I just said," Caleb began once more. "She's endangered."

"So...that's why you wanted to be alone with her?" Reid asked, chuckling. "You wanted to help 'save' her species?"

"Fucking really, Reid?!" Pogue snapped at him while Tyler tried to hide his laughter. Kyra looked up at Reid with her one eyebrow raised again as she pursed her lips.

"Very mature," Caleb said to Reid, unfazed. "But no. Maggie brought her to us for a reason, guys. She wants us to protect her."

"Exactly," A voice was heard speaking from behind them. They all turned and saw that Maggie and her coven had joined them in the basement as well. She continued on. "The girls and I aren't nearly powerful enough."

"Why does she need protection, though?" Reid asked her, genuinely confused by everything that was happening. "If she's a freakin' werewolf, can't she protect herself?"

"If she could, then why is her kind endangered?" Maggie shot back at him. "Werewolves are powerful creatures, yes...but they're highly vulnerable as well. If you woke up one night during a full moon to see a wolf right there in your backyard, that of which is actively trying to attack you...what would you do? Especially if you had a gun or a weapon of some sort at your disposal?" The boys all looked at each other, coming to the realization of why Kyra needed protection.

"That's how they became endangered?" Pogue asked Maggie.

"One of the ways," Maggie said. "As both we and Kyra are part of a supernatural species, I believe we should work to protect one another. That's why I've brought her here, so she can be protected by the most powerful witches of our time...the four of you."

"But we can't always be there..." Tyler spoke up. "I mean, we've got, like, school and stuff coming up."

"So does she," Maggie said, making the boys look at her once more in surprise. "I made some arrangements, took care of a few things, and Kyra will be attending Spensers Academy along with the four of you."

"You go her into Spensers?" Pogue asked, surprised.

"No way," Reid scoffed.

"Yes way," Kyra spoke up as well, with everyone's heads snapping back to look at her. She reached into the one pocket of her cardigan, pulling out her student ID which she held up to show them. After giving them a sarcastic smile, she reached down to put it back in her pocket.

"I want you to promise me you'll take care of her," Maggie said to the boys. "You'll all be ascending soon, and you'll be at your most powerful. Most notably you, Caleb." She looked at him, as his eighteenth birthday was, in fact, coming up. After a brief pause, he then nodded at her.

"We promise," He said.

"Wait, wait, wait!" Reid and Tyler both exclaimed at the same time.

"What?" Caleb asked them, annoyed.

"Dude, we can't just make a commitment like that!" Reid exclaimed. "W-we don't even know this chick!"

"We know that she..." Caleb began.

"That she's 'endangered and needs protection'," Reid cut him off, rolling his eyes. "Yeah, yeah, yeah. But we don't know her!"

"We didn't even know freakin' werewolves existed in the first place!" Tyler exclaimed.

"Right," Reid agreed with him as Caleb let out an annoyed sigh. "And a girl werewolf at that! I mean, I thought only guys could be werewolves!"

"I thought only girls could be witches," Kyra said, shooting her head up to look at him. Reid glared at her for her quip as Tyler put his fist to his mouth and turned away. Both Caleb and Pogue looked down, trying hard not to laugh. At first, they thought Reid was gonna lose his shit on Kyra for her comeback, but instead, he gave her a nod.

"Touché, wolfie," He said to her. She gave him a look to let him know she wouldn't be messed with, and he gave her a small smile back, letting her know he respected that.

"So..." Pogue began, returning everyone back to their original conversation, looking to his "brothers". "Are we doing this or what, guys?" Reid and Tyler looked at each other, then back to Caleb.

"Sure," Reid replied, with Tyler nodding in agreement. Pogue looked to Caleb as well, giving him a nod.

"Then let's formally settle this," Maggie said to them before reaching her hand out to Caleb. "A pact that the four of you will protect Kyra, and make sure she is safe from any and all harm." Caleb turned to his boys, who all nodded at him to signify their agreement to the pact. He then turned back to Maggie, grabbing her hand wih his before he spoke.

"Deal."