AN: Alice here! Welcome to my story and feel free to leave comments and reviews! This is a DerekxLyn story, with a slight StilesxKat ending. I'm trying to keep Lyn's kind as close as possible to the actual animal, so no snarling or growling, just yips and barks and stuff. Also, I'm trying a simpler writing style and I hope I'm doing alright. Anyways, enjoy!
Song of the Day:
Do not ask the price
I pay for I must live with my quiet rage
Tame the ghosts in my head that run wild and wish me dead
Should you shake my ash to the wind
Lord forget all of my sins -Lover's Eye's by Mumford And Sons.
Lyn sighed as she stared at her new loft. It was large with french doors and bay windows, including a spare room and a small office downstairs. A slightly smaller hand slipped into hers, squeezing it gently.
"I can't unpack all of these boxes myself, you know. Especially without your crazy man strength." With an amused glance at the smaller girl, Lyn squeezed her hand and let go, bending down to pick up one of the heavy boxes.
"See? Look at you. Most of my books are in there and your carrying it like a small child." Lyn grinned over her shoulder at her blonde sister.
"Oh come on, Kat. Lay off it. We both know your just jealous of that I shifted before you." Lyn snarked with a theatrical toss of her long brown hair.
"Oh please! Jealous of your monstrous strength and your freaking glow in the dark eyes? Yeah, sure. Keep telling yourself that..." Kat stopped herself with a grunt, trying to pick up a box of her own. She stared at her hands as if they had personally offended her, and in a way, Lyn supposed, they had. Kat was the youngest in the family and was, what their parents called, a 'late bloomer'. It has always been a sore spot for her growing up. Lyn knows that was even worse when she finally found out that Lyn and their two brothers had their first shift before the age of five. At sixteen, it still stings Kat to see her own lack of power.
With an inward sigh, Lyn put down the box and strutted over to her crestfallen sister. Kat will pretend to be unaffected, but Lyn knew better.
"Let me help you with that." With a slightly exaggerated huff, she winked at Kat and walked away. " Jeez girl! You always have to pick the really heavy ones, don't you?" Kat gave a small bark of laughter and settled on a smaller box.
"Only because I know that you'll always be around to help me with them." With twin grins and gleaming eyes, Lyn and Kat trailed to their new rooms, happy in the first time in months.
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Fueled more by training than actual instinct, Lyn headed into town as soon as she could. Not only to scope for potential problems, but because she desperately needed to buy food for the loft. Two young women could only live off of canned fruit for so long. It was around six p.m when she was finally done with shopping. A familiar cream and baby blue building came into view, making her stalk towards it in disbelief.
Lyn's mouth salivated as she stared into Dough Ray Me's fresh new desserts. She remember's when her brothers would drag her and Kat here, just to stare at the delicious pastry's.
She had was just about to leave when her fingers started twitching. She gritted her teeth, balling her hands tighter around the reusable tote bags Kat had insisted on using. Lyn's teeth began to lengthen and she knew there was no way around this. But not from here, she promised herself. Not from the only place that made her genuinely happy as a child. She would go in and steal from somewhere else. From anywhere but this little bakery.
Steeling herself, she walked in. A sweet voice chirped, "Hello! Welcome to Dough Ray Me! I'm Aria, what would you like today?"
Smiling, Lyn looked up into the small woman's dull purple eyes. The smile slipped slightly off her face when she remembered that the store hasn't been run by the same person for a while now. It was to think that Amelia was truly gone and wouldn't be coming back. She remembers playing here with her siblings, along with Amelia's little boy.
Kat and the boy would play for hours, imagining dinosaurs and robots, sometimes getting messy with the flour in the back. Amelia had always laughed at the kid's antics, her warm laughter contagious. But that was before she had gotten sick, before she became too weak to even stand. It's funny how attached you could get to the mere presence of a person. Glancing around, she saw that all the usual decorations had been taken down. Amelia Stilinski would be heartbroken to see her beloved bakery looking so barren.
Gulping down a sigh, Lyn forced a smile to surface. "Hey Aria, I would like a small batch of pumpkin spice cookies, please. Oh, and a small coffee too." Aria beamed up at at Lyn, before scrambling to complete her order. It was best to drink something caffeinated to help calm down her kelp tonic urges.
She adjusted the bags to reach for the order, her hand shaking harder. Lyn pretended not to notice Aria's curious look. She forced a small as she handed over the change. "Thanks Aria." As soon as the order was in her hands, Lyn swiftly left the bakery, groceries still in hand.
Trying not to make a scene, the young women shoved a cookie in her mouth and chased it was the coffee. Even though it was more of a help mentally than physically. With her perfect genetically enhanced body, nothing unwanted or unneeded lasted. But being raised to drink coffee in place of cow's milk caused a habit she just couldn't break.
To be perfectly honest, it's been days since Lyn has stolen anything. Approximately a week actually. The longer she goes without stealing, the worse the beast inside her reacts. Growing up as a Fox shifting gypsy does that to a gal.
Anyone worth their salt knows that all Werefox's have horrible kelp-to tendencies. A mixture of the their beast and their heritage caused any Werefox to become an apt thief, and in some uncontrolled causes, a hoarder. It's bad enough that all Fox Shifters are known for their ancestors tricks on travelers, but now they are seen as filthy thieves.
Especially one's like Lyn and her family. Gypsy's were's are even less tolerated than normal.
It took her about an hour to finally calm her nerves. It's been getting harder to control the urge, something that she'll need to consult her books about. With her parent's living across the globe, Lyn was on her own for this one.
Realizing what time it was, Lyn looked upwards to the rooftops. With an inward sigh, Lyn slightly bent her knees and launched herself unto a nearby trash can. Gripping onto the bags tightly, she jumped once more onto the roof and hurried across it.
Jumping roof to roof wasn't the best idea, but Kat would be starving by now. The only thing she could do was continue to jump and pray that no one noticed her.
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They sat in silence in the newly furnished living room, eating some Indian Curie. She had been gone so long, she missed the movers coming in with all of their stuff. She would have cooked an apology dinner, but they both knew that Lyn wasn't the best cook. Kat was acting strange but Lyn wasn't feeling like playing therapist tonight.
After packing away the leftovers, Lyn dragged herself to her room. It made her feel even worse to see that her bed was already made for her. Sometimes she wondered who was the older sister.
Without much trouble, Lyn stripped to her underclothes and slumped onto her pale blue duvet.
The smell of bacon and hash-browns tickled her nose and slowly woke her. Groaning, she stumbled down the stairs and plopped herself lazily in a chair in the kitchens island.
"I knew that would wake you. Here." Kat dumped the freshly made food in front of her, a coffee casing the plate. Lyn looked up to say grumble a thank you, but instead looked on at her younger sister in shock.
For years, Kat has had long, blonde hair. The girl staring back at her in amusement had cropped ink colored hair, decked out in dark eyeshadow and a nose stud. "Tha hell happened to you? And where are your clothes?"
The now black haired Kat laughed at her older sister's face, dark blue eyes gleaming. "I just decided, that with School coming up and all, that I could finally do what I wanted to do...It's not to much is it?" She did a shy turn around, showing off her casual black hoodie, her light washed skinny jeans, and her black chucks. Normally, Kat would be dressed in oversized sweats. Realizing that she was still waiting for an answer, Lyn grinned at her.
"You look great. Maybe change the hoodie. It's a little...meh." She watched slowly as her sister smiled down at her.
"I'm actually excited for school this year." Lyn knew what that meant. Each year causes her to be closer to eighteen. In their culture, no one, not even the 'late bloomers' didn't change past eighteen. While most change around their toddlers years, Kat was almost at the deadline. Mentally, Lyn hoped right along her little sister.
"Your gonna be a junior this year. Just remember what Ma and Pops taught us. Be careful around the normies." Lyn noticed that Kat forced her smile this time. She pushed her doubts deep down, knowing her sister would embrace the rules when she turned.
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It's been a week since school started for Kat. Transferring late into a girls junior year should have been hard on her, but it didn't seem to be that way to Lyn. In fact, Lyn had trotted down the stairs for a sandwich, only to find Kat laughing with a pretty red and a sweet smiling brunette. She smelt mirth coming off of them, only to be uncovered to reveal a deep sadness underneath. Lyn could tell they were human, but the sadness she had smelt temporarily chased away her budding concerns.
With a careless grin, Lyn slinked over to the counter, leaning over it and towards her sister's new friends. "And who might you two be?" The laughter stopped and the whipped around to stare at Lyn in shock. Chuckling with amusement, she leaned back.
"Don't worry guys, that's just my sister. Declyn, this is Allison and Lydia." The girl's smiled slightly at the mention of their names, the brunette Allison and the redhead Lydia.
"Please, call me Lyn. It's nice to see that my sister's making friends with all the right people." She smirked as she eyed Lydia's Prada bag. The girl just beamed, straightening herself up with a proud look in her eyes.
"Isn't it lovely? It's new. And can I just say that your boots are awesome! Where'd you get them?" Smiling at the silly girl, Lyn just shrugged.
"Oh, just from some online boutique. Maybe we can scour through it some time?" Lydia just gave a slight nod and turned back to Kat, still smiling.
She turned to Allison. "So. How's being a Junior? I remember it pretty well. Well, mostly just the relief of not having to sit through that asshat Mr. Harris's class again."
Allison smiled gently. "It's been...hectic. School's always that way when your constantly moving around."
This perked Lyn's interest. "Did you just move here? Where you come from?"
The little light that had been in Allison's eyes died down. "No, I moved her Sophomore year. From Ohio. Wait, I thought you guys just moved in?"
Watching her face, Lyn nodded. "We did. Both Kat and I were born here in Beacon Hills. But our mother's actually an immigrant from Romania. We all moved there three years ago for some...family business. I thought it'd be better if Kat finished school here, seeing as how this is where we established our...family." Lyn winced internally at how strange she sounded. Sometimes she wondered how she can even make friends with humans when she is this awkward with them.
Allison was watching her carefully, calculating. " Us too..."
Faking a smile, lyn asked, "Your also from here? Hmm. What's your last name again?"
The sweet faced brunette replied, "Argent. My last name's Argent. Why, did you know my family?"
Lyn's faced drained of color and she felt her breath catch. Argent. Allison freaking Argent. The very meaning of her last name brings back horrible stories, nightmares of blood and silver bullets staining her dreams for much of her childhood. How could Kat let a Hunter into their den? A Hunter. Someone who murders their kind for fun.
Lyn gritted out with a hateful, "I know them, yes. Look girls, it's getting late. I think it's time for you to head home now, Kat has to finish unpacking." Seeing that Kat was about to protest, Lyn bared her teeth at her when the girls weren't looking.
The girls shared a look before nodding. "Okay. See you at school Kat. Bye Declyn..." Allison carefully brushed past her, Lydia sashaying confidently after her.
She listened closely for the sound of the door shutting, before turning towards an angry Kat. "Why'd they have to leave?! We just got here." Kat glared at her older sister.
Lyn hissed,"Allison's an Argent you idiot! You let her into our fucking home. Our den, Kat! What if you slip up, what if I slip up, do you think she'll continue smiling that pretty smile of hers?! What, is she gonna hug you and say 'it's okay, my dad and I hunt mythological creatures all the time, but your different'?"
"We ran here for a reason Kat! Ma said that we were to stay low till the rest of the Skulk could join us, and if you get caught up with Hunters, how are we gonna do that?" Her voice broke. "How do you expect me to keep you safe if your leading them straight to us?" She slumped in the chair next to hers, leaning back and trying to blink away tears.
Kat looked at Lyn in shock. Lyn wasn't one to cry, and to see her looking so defeated and disappointed hurt the younger girls heart. It donned on her, that being away from the family didn't only affect the girl, but the fox too. She struggled not to cry herself and leaned over to hung her sister. "I'm sorry," she whispered, "I didn't bother to ask. I'll-I'll stay away from them, okay?" Lyn wiped at her eyes and embraced Kat.
"You don't have to stay away from Lydia, or Allison, I guess. But please, please, don't ever bring her into our home again. I can't protect you if I'm made into boots you know."
Kat buried her face into her neck and smiled. "I promise that she'll never be back here again. And I'll be more careful about who I bring home next time." They sat there for a while, Lyn breathing in the scent of her Skulk member and Kat burring her face in Lyn hair.
Feeling suddenly embarrassed, Lyn cleared her throat and stood up, both letting go of each other. "I'm going to...scent the place. If Hunters are in town, there has to be others here too." Lyn smiled gently down at her sister and ruffled her hair.
As Lyn left, she promised herself that no Hunter would ever do any harm to her baby sister.