This is my first fanfic, so it's really bad... I know, I know. It starts in season 3A aand I have no idea about the rest... And just so you know, my English is not my native language, so if you could please be kind and inform me the mistakes I have made :) Pairings are Derek/OC, Stiles/OC.
I DO NOT OWN TEEN WOLF (although that would be really pleasant).
[Sera PoV]
I dance around my flat — which I share with Alexis - and listen some a pretty good rock music. It's my turn to clean places, so I listen music and sing with my absolutely horrifying voice. My blond hair reaches below my waist and it swings to the music. I pick up clothes and close my eyes just to listen the sweet sound of rock music (yeah I really like rock music if you didn't notice). However, suddenly I hear some random creep sound next to me.
Okay, you maybe want to know something about me (before you start to read my soon-to-be ridiculous story). My name is Serafine Marie Ashmore, and its Sera, or I swear to god I will kill you. I really don't know what my parents thought when they named me. Unbelievable. But anyway, I'm 18 years old and I like dancing, drawing and running. I literally love Teen Wolf and I can safely say that I'm in love with Derek Hale. I don't have a job at the moment, but I somehow survive every month, and don't ask me - I have no idea how I can do it. Ah, but back to the strange noise.
My abnormally icy blue eyes snaps open and I narrow my eyes, only to find a human shaped shadow near the door frame. I feel myself getting into panic mode at the thought of being kidnapped, so obviously I got the nearest thing close to me. What happens to be a cleaning mop. I slowly took a careful steps forward the shadow and stop right next to the door frame. I roar (okay, where the hell that came from) like some freaking King Kong and jump my faithful armor ahead to beat the living crap out of the creepy predator.
"Ow. Ow. OW. SERA WHAT THE HOLY HELL ARE YOU DOING?"
Wait a second. I know that voice.
I slowly open up my eyes and look back my identical twin sisters face. Yeah, my twin sister Alexis Silver Ashmore stands right in front of me, the cleaning mop covering her long brown hair. Oh, of course I forgot to mention that I have a twin sister. Who is my Baby Sis in case you want to know. Our hair is literally the only thing about us that isn't identical. Well, maybe expect our personalities. However, long story short: Alexis cut her hair bald around 12 years old and the hair grew back as couple shades darker. That explains the color difference.
I make a face to my sister before I pull off the mop of her hair and answer her:
"Well, thought you were a predator! How am I supposed to know that it was just my dear sister creeping up to people?"
Alexis just rolls her heavy lined blue eyes and looks at me oddly. "What the hell are you wearing? Please don't say that you forgot the family dinner, AGAIN?" she asks little warily as if she already knows the answer.
I look at my cleaning clothes: loose gray t-shirt and pair of an Adidas sweat pants. I look back up to Alexis sheepishly, as if I'm asking 'how much time?'
Alexis sighes and answers. "I'm leaving in about half hour." I flash a brilliant smile to my twin and rush the stairs up to my room. "Thanks Alex!" I shout from my room. I slide my wardrobe's mirror door open and try to look something decent to put on. I pull out a black crop top and black ripped jeans. I put on a black belt and some leather bracelets. I also have a black stone necklace with a red Greek letter (alfa) carved on it. Alexis and I got the identical necklaces from our friends a couple of years ago and we have used them since then.
I move to bathroom so I can put on some makeup. I cover my dark circles and put on some bronzer. I line my eyes with a black eyeliner and put on a little bit of black eyeshadow. I draw my eyebrows quickly with dark brown and spread some lip balm over my lips. I look myself in the mirror. Like my twin, I have a strong jaw, square face, big plump lips, long and straight nose, thick eyebrows, broad shoulders, nice breast, flat stomach and muscular legs. 'Better be okay' I think and walk down to tell my sister that I'm ready.
I grab a pair of black stiletto heels out of some corner and put on a nice biker leather jacket. I arrive at the kitchen and look at Alexis, who is browsing through her iPhone at the table. "Oy Alex, ready to go?" I shout and look at her outfit (which I didn't see earlier because of some fucking predator—pretender incident). Her white shirt is loose and it has a black triangle middle of it. She has a pair of black jeans and a pair of black combat boots. She has not any jewelry on (besides the alfa necklace). Like me, she has straightened her hair.
Alexis only hums slightly as an answer and pulls her leather jacket on. I grab our keys for our black (We're big fans of black, okay) motorbikes and I toss the other to Alexis. She catches it easily with her right hand and we head our way to a parking lot. We start our shiny bikes, put on our red helmets and head our way to our childhood home.
I drive ahead of Alexis, but suddenly a blinding light hit me. I drop off of my bike and roll a small distance hitting my head each turn pretty badly. The corners of my eyes starts to fade black and all I can hope is that Alexis didn't hit too. And then my world goes black.
"Sera. Sera. SERA! SERAFINE MARIE ASHMORE, IF YOU DIE NOW I SWEAR TO THE JESUS PINK LACY KNICKERS THAT I'M GOING TO KILL YOU WITH MY OWN HANDS!" a voice breaks through my unconsciousness and I take a deep breath of oxygen. I slowly open up my eyes but I close them quickly because of the blinding lamp. I open up my eyes again and force them to look around a quite modest house, which I have magically transferred in. I notice Alexis tear-strained face and I look at her questingly.
"How… the hell… I managed… to get here?" I ask slowly with extremely dry throat. Alexis studies me a couple of seconds before answering.
"I don't know. I woke up a while ago. And then I noticed that you don't breathe. Like what the hell, you just can't go and scare people like that!" she answers and starts sobbing. And by the way — my twin never sobs, or cries. Like never. So basically it was now my turn to be a little freaked out. I quickly walk over her and pull her into big hug.
"Shh. Everything is all right. Do you honestly think that I could just drop dead like that? Nah, you need a much more than some random lighting thing" I comfort her. Well, at least I try to comfort her. I'm not so good with all this emotion stuff.
Alexis wipes her eyes and takes two deep breaths. "Okay, I'm cool. Just a little bit of panicking here or something? But never mind, I really think that we should find out where exactly are we?" she says and jumps off of the bed we were sharing moments ago. We slowly walk to a simple door and glance at each other before opening it.
I step into a living room. Its pretty modern and I cannot help but watch it in awe. One wall is simply made of window and opposite the wall is a huge TV. I grin at that and look at the other walls, which are simply light grayish color. In the middle of the room is a huge black couch and a little glass table. The floor is made of a light (almost white) shaded wood it has a dark grey mat on it. There are black and white photographs hanging on the walls.
I sigh happily and look at Alexis. "I'm so not leaving this room! I'm staying here and you cannot help it!" I tell her fake angry. She just rolls her eyes and chuckles a little. I make a face at her because I don't have anything to say at all. I suck at comebacks, hee hee.
We head our way to kitchen and once again I'm breathless. The kitchen is just as beautiful as the living room was. The counters are made of dark, almost black, stone and the walls are made of light grey shaded bricks. There is also a massive oak table in the middle of the room and there are two black leather wallets. I grab the closest wallet to me and open it. There is a lot (and I mean A LOT) of cash inside and a credit card. I look at Alexis and I can see she's just as amazed as I am. Okay, not creepy at all. I'm in a random house, with our wallets, identifications and much, much more money than we used to have. Real smooth, no panic attack here.
"Okay, what the hell is happening? Is this some kind of a sick joke? We just appeared into random house, we have clearly our backgrounds checked AND WE DON'T EVEN HAVE ANY IDEA WHERE IN THE WORLD WE ARE!" Alexis starts to scream and honestly, I have no fucking idea what to do. So I just sit down and watch Alexis rage about pretty much everything she can think of. I slide my hand on the table I'm currently leaning to and notice a newspaper just next to my arm.
I slowly raise the paper and stare the headline with a blank face. I blink few times and drop the paper letting a little scream in the progress. My voice draw Alexis attention and she picks up the paper only to pale slightly and lower it onto the table. She just looks at me and I just look back at her. Slowly we drop our gaze back to the paper.
'BEACON HILLS DAILY NEWS' nothing but pops off of the paper and our already emptied minds can think only one thought: 'What. The. Fucking. Hell.'
[Alex PoV]
Well, that went well. Its Sunday now and yesterday was a complete catastrophe. First, we (Sera and I) learned that we are somehow ended up in Teen Wolf universe. Don't ask me how, I don't know either. Then we learned that we are werewolves. And not just a classy Beta or Omega werewolves, no of course we ended up being Alphas. Yeah, both of us.
Apparently we escaped some psycho hunters with our dad (our this universe thing dad I mean) and he got shot several times with Wolfsbane Bullets. So we ended up letting go of his misery and killing him. With our cool-freak claws. Oh, and did I mention that we can somehow turn into giant werewolf mutant? Kinda like Ethan and Aiden (but we are much, much more prettier. Or at least I think so).
So that explains how both of us are able to be Alphas. We killed our dad (who was the latest Alpha by the way) as one, so we both are Alphas now. Anyway, we also found out that we have quite a nice house, much money, our old motorcycles (YAY!) aaaand have absolutely no idea which season we landed in.
Hmm, what else, what else? Oh yeah, school starts tomorrow… yay. We're attending to junior year, because… why not? Sera has been jumping the whole day around the house, just because she believes that she can someday meet the one and only Derek Hale. It would be an understatement to say that Sera loves Derek. So I'm stuck here with a nutter as a company. But enough for that today, I'm going to sleep. If I can, because my house is apparently filled with shouts and screams of joy.
Wow, maybe I should start writing a diary. That would help me to keep my sanity. Yeah, I'm definitely going to start a diary.
