Ahahahaha, I've started a new story even though I'm not done with Wolves on the Run. I've fallen into one of the oldest traps on the site. Oh well, at least its unique. Anywho, I've recently gotten into the series Wolf Lake, and I've been searching for a unique property to crossover with Teen Wolf. This is also to answer to Ladysilver's impassioned plea for non Derek centered stories. Expect random references to Frasier as well.
You see that kid lying there on the forest floor with blood coming out of his mouth? A decently large smoking hole in his chest? That look on his face like he's a werewolf who's just been shot with a silver bullet? Yep, he's a werewolf who's just been shot with a silver bullet. He's not me if that's what you're wondering. I'm more handsome for one thing. All and all, this isn't really the end I had in mind for the poor little bastard when he came to me with his little problem twenty seven days ago. I've been working so damn hard to fit him into the story too, it almost seems like a waste of a perfectly interesting player in the game.
The path that led our young friend to this rather unfortunate position goes back almost a thousand years. While on a more personal level his death will be a tragedy-especially for the Lacrosse team- in the grand scheme of things if he dies tonight it will be nothing more than yet another casuality in a hidden war, waged among the shadows between two mysterious clans of supernatural creatures. This poor kid was drafted into that war when he was bitten by a werewolf and he was gunned down mercilessly by the opposing side. No consideration for the fact that this innocent sixteen-year-old has no interest in ancient blood feuds between vampires and lycans- Wait, no, that's the plot of Underworld isn't it?
Sorry, I got mixed up. Anyway, no ancient blood feuds between vampires and werewolves in this story just good old fashioned werewolf on werewolf violence. Three different kinds actually. Our young shape shifting hero is what is commonly called among his breed a Beta. Mostly I deal with Omegas. Omegas are prettier and less inclined to devour human flesh than Betas but they're squishier and not as boring when the full moon rolls around. And trust me when I say that when Scott McCall was bitten by a Alpha werewolf Wolf Lake became a lot more interesting…