Prologue
Soon after the Hale pack dealt with Jackson being the Kanima, one of their first encounters with creatures other than werewolves, another supernatural fight was taking place a few states away. Above New York City, the full moon was bright in the sky, covered only briefly by wisps of cloud. It shone down on the streets below, making the streets even lighter than the glow from the billboards of Time Square. The sounds of the bustling crowds and traffic covered the crash that came from a dark alley a few blocks away from the square where three shadowy figures were engaged in a bloody fight. Two were muscular and tall men with eyes that were a deep red, marking them as alpha werewolves. The third figure was a young female, shorter with a slender build. Her appearance hid her true strength as she slammed one of the men into an already crumbling brick wall, making more chunks crack and fall away.
The full moon made the werewolves' actions erratic and unpredictable as their instincts took over. The girl took a harsh blow to the stomach that sent her crashing into a metal dumpster. While she was down, only for a second, one of the werewolves tried to sprint to the end of the alley, towards NYC's crowds. The werewolf was inhumanly fast, but the girl flashed past him to block his path, covering a 20 meter distance in less time than it took to blink. Becoming angry with the pointless fight, dark veins had appeared around her eyes and she snarled, baring her fangs. She quickly grasped his throat and slammed his head against the wall. He crumpled to the ground when she released his neck, instantly unconscious. The other man attempted to escape the alley from the other end, but she was faster once again and repeated the actions to knock him out. When both werewolves had been dealt with, she let out a heavy sigh of relief before wiping any dried blood from her face, brushing off her clothes, and exiting the alley.
Just before rejoining the New York crowds, she checked the middle finger of her right hand for her ring. The sky to the east was beginning to grow slightly lighter and she would prefer not burning up when the first rays touched her skin. Being a vampire did come with certain negative side effects, but on nights like tonight, the strength and speed it gave her was worth it to protect the human civilians. She brushed the dark hair that had fallen loose from her side braid out of her face and behind her ear. Turning in the direction of Central Park and beginning to maneuver through the crowds, she felt a hand smacked her ass as an older man got frisky. Her stormy grey eyes narrowed dangerously and she whipped around to glare at him. "Never do that again." The man blinked and nodded, looking a little dazed. Compulsion was also another bonus of being a vamp. Checking to make sure no one was around, she flashed to the park. Almost immediately after arriving, her phone began to ring. Pulling it out of her pocket, slightly amazed it hadn't been damaged in the fight, she looked at the number. Rolling her eyes, she flipped it open.
"What do you want Derek?"
This is just an idea that I've been playing around with. I really want to write a series where a young vampire travels to different places/worlds and helps the people there. I thought I'd start with Teen Wolf during Season 3, with the Alpha Pack. Other "universes" include Vampire Diaries, The Originals, Supernatural... hell, I'd even make a Twilight one (if I can make it really funny). Anyways, I'm going to keep writing this and just see where it goes.