So this takes place in the summer right after season 4, their junior year has to end at some point. And I'm assuming Stiles hasn't turned 17 yet and I Saw a post on tumblr that said his birthday is July 6 but there was no source but as of now that's his birthday. And I'm naming very chapter after a song cause coming up with actual names for things is difficult and the last and I want to do. But it's a song that I feel fits with whatever is happening in the chapter and people should listen. All mythological crap I may spew out is likely false or based on something I have learned, read ect. I just like to write and have an actual idea of what's going to take place in this story and I hope whoever is reading this enjoys, it's entirely possible I don't own teen wolf. When I reference the pack I mean Lydia, Scott, Kira, Stiles, Malia, Liam and Derek, possibly Deaton.
July 6
Deaton stared at the teenager before him, who'd just barged into the clinic.
"You look exactly like your mother." He said, staring at the girl. She was a spitting image of the woman he once knew.
"Thank you, she was beautiful. Now let's skip the harry potter crap. You know why I'm here."
"It was nearly four years ago wasn't it? Her death?"
She sighed "3 years and 8 months, to the day." He leaned on his work table
"How are you? Are they still looking for you?" she smiled
"That stupid coven will never stop until I'm dead, but they have other problems now." She crossed her arms "But the goddamn balance of nature you'd think they'd calm down, deal with an actual issue. I'm harmless."
Deaton smiled at her, still taken aback by the similarities to who used to be a close friend of his, same hazel eyes, nose and determination. There were difference of course, she had a stronger jaw more muscular build then her mother and instead of long nearly platinum hair, hers fell in rough layers around her chin, a dark blond. Her fathers.
"You're not harmless to them, you're stronger than them, the last in your bloodline, you have more power than they could ever dream of and you were never balanced."
She crossed her arms "Meh, I don't care. I came to warn you and I did, now I wish to speak with this, true alpha of yours. And his pack."
"Seeing as he is at his best friend's birthday dinner that I was on my way to, you'll have to wait until tomorrow."
She took a deep breath and picked at her fingernails. "Fine, but time is running out. They're coming, they may already be here."
He picked up his jacket "Then it can wait until tomorrow."
He walked past her heading for the door, he stopped.
"Andrea, you shouldn't have come home."
She pursed her lips "Well home is where the heart is, and im not about to have it burned out of me, am I?"
Deaton opened the door, "Just like Pamela you are."
She walked past him outside "Well I've been told I have my father's disregard for rules, and he's dead to."
With that she got into her car and drove away.
The Stilinki's House
With Melissa, the Sherriff, Deaton, Braeden and the entre pack crowded in Stiles's backyard the now 17 year had a chance to step back and realize that he almost didn't make it to this birthday. And think about those who didn't. He wished Allison was here, that Isaac was here, with Boyd and Erica, even the twins. Even Cora would be a nice surprise. Scott walked over to him
"You doing okay since…" he gestured to Malia talking in depth about who knows what with Derek. Probably their sociopath relative.
"Yeah, it wasn't gonna last, I mean she's right she'd adjust better on her own. I think maybe I was just using her as a distraction from… what happened."
Scott looked around the yard "I think we all were, teaching Malia algebra was better than thinking about everyone we lost, about Allison."
Stiles nodded. His father came over to him as Scott walked over to Kira and handed him a box.
"Honestly, I wasn't sure what to get you." Stiles shook his head
"Dad you didn't have to get me anything." The Sheriff shook his head
"Yes I did, you're a year away from 18. I needed to get you something." Stiles took the box from his father, he knew that they weren't in debt anymore but he didn't want to make his dad think he had to buy things for him. He pulled off the ribbon and pulled out an old watch.
"It ah, doesn't work anymore but, it was your grandmothers. On your mom's side, all my father ever owned was some old civil war books and a bottle of Jack Daniels." He said, forcing a laugh.
Stiles hugged his father "Thanks dad, thanks a lot." The Sherriff smiled
"Go talk to your friends. If I have 5 other teenagers and Derek Hale in my yard, you're going to talk to them."
Stiles smiled at is father and hugged him again joining in conversation with his friends. Stiles noticed Lydia was really out of it. He nudged her shoulder
"You okay?" she nodded "I just feel weird, I don't know what it is, nothing that matter right now. It's your birthday!" she nearly yelled, pulling a card out of her purse. Stiles read it smiling like an idiot, it was a drawing of him and his bat, and it read "Happy Birthday Stiles! Take a swing at the next year!" he stared at her
"I didn't know you could be cheesy." She pursed her lip "Well, I tried. Everyone else are store bought." He hugged her, she went on to hand him a gift card to the local HMV "I know how much you love music." He put it on a table next to the cake Kira made "I helped!" Malia yelled, "I'm sure you did." Stiles said. He was surprised to get gifts from Liam and Derek put they did, a book fact checked by Derek on magic and a Liam offered to watch star wars with him at some point. Both Scott and Malia's presents were a little more personal, Scott gave him batman poster that Scott had bought when he was a kid, Stiles of course wanted it but Scott had it (this was the first major bump in their friendship), now Stiles had it and the two of them laughed about how much they fought about it as kids, it didn't seem like much but Stiles couldn't have thought of a better gift from his best friend. Malia handed him a journal stiles had filled with different things he wanted her to do and taught her when she was re-integrating into society. She had then filled it with comments and random experiences, even though they weren't in a relationship anymore it meant a lot that she gave it back to him with her thought on her first few weeks back in the world. He thought it showed that she understood everything he'd taught, that meant more to him then she would understand. Melissa didn't know what to get him so she officially gave him a key to her home
"I actually want you to have this now." He hugged her then whispered in her ear "Please ask out my dad." She hit him on the arm "Stiles!" he smirked. Eventually though, everyone aside from Scott made their way home, Melissa being the last to leave after having a lengthy conversation with the Sherriff.
"You think it's gonna be a good year?" Stiles asked Scott as they both got ready to sleep. Scott shrugged
"One day at a time, like always. We'll be okay." Stiles frowned
"Lydia, said she felt something weird tonight, I'll talk to her about more tomorrow."
Scott laid down on a blow up mattress on the floor.
"Yeah, tomorrow."
July 7
Upon Deaton's early morning call the pack all met at the clinic. Kira yawned
"Who are we meeting?" Deaton offered her some coffee which she gratefully took
"A friend of mine, she's a witch."
Stiles's head snapped up "Witch? That's a thing?" Lydia stared at Deaton
Would I have felt it if she was town?" Deaton nodded
"Yes, and they are a very powerful thing technically they all belong to one coven. Most of them are highly trained in either healing or combat. Derek has met one."
Derek frowned "Not a fun experience, they are not typically fans of were-wolves."
Scott raised an eyebrow, Deaton sighed "Most member of the coven are not, however who we are meeting today…" he trailed off as the clinic door opened, she glanced around the room then glared at Deaton
"I said tomorrow not, but crack of dawn tomorrow." He crossed his arms
"You said something about time running out." She rolled her eyes
"An hour wouldn't have killed anyone." Putting emphasis on the word "killed". Deaton gestured to her
"Everyone this is Andrea Qualls, she's here to tell you all something, important."
She clapped her hands together "Yes! Very, now's the time for my monologue, everyone get comfortable." They stared at her, Malia frowned, Kira sipped her coffee.
"Im not someone who holds anything back, so I'll get to the point. Everything's going to hell. You're all well aware that the nematons power was cut… pun intended a lonnnggg, time ago. And for a reason. Most witches are banded together to keep the balance of nature, balanced. And they do this ritual on a witches 13th birthday to balance out their power so everyone's equal, mine was 3 years and 8 months ago to the… yesterday. Except my mother being the "Katniss Everdeen" type didn't let it happen. She and my father died in the process. Leaving me with a lot more power than the witch, uh government thinks I should have. The "coven" has been out for my blood since then. Getting to the point you know what happened to the nematons, both of Derek Hale's ex-girlfriends screwing with it then that whole sacrifice thing restoring its power. Now the witches are throwing a bitch fit and want to burn Beacon County to the ground, literally. Of course they can't do that while someone more powerful than them – me. Is alive, so they need me dead and are trying really hard to accomplish that so they can destroy this county and everyone in it."
Everyone tried to interrupt her, she waved her hand "I'm not done." She stared at her and Deaton jaws dropped.
"They want to restore their precious balance to the force or whatever. So there's a slight issue for you. But uh, Happy Birthday to whoever had a birthday yesterday, Deaton uh mentioned it. So, yeah maybe skip town or something, everyone's gonna die."
Immediately everyone started yelling out questions. "SHUT UP!" Andrea screamed, the entire room shook. "Sorry that's a witch thing. Raise your hands please, think of this as class." She pointed to Malia "Yes, you're the coyote yeah?" she nodded, Andrea motioned for her to ask her question.
"Why not just burn the tree?" Lydia cocked her head "That's what I was wondering."
Andrea rubbed her hands together "Well, the slight road block of the energy line things you all learned about running through the county is an issue. Those ned to go to."
He room fell silent, different expressions of confusion, anger and fear written on everyone's faces, before Scott spoke up.
"How do you now so much about us?" she smiled
"True alpha yeah?" he nodded "Witchy juju, supernatural google, paranormal Wikipedia. I have my sources."
Deaton shook his head "Me I've been telling her everything as I happens." She turned to him a fake look of offense on her face
"Don't patronize me." Lydia stared at her
"Explain about this, witch government?" she question
"Well think of the republic in star wars." She answered, Stiles shook his head
"Most of them haven't seen it." Andrea deadpanned
"That movie is iconic. But just think of a controlling corrupt government, there are rebels. They just suck, and me. Trying not to die. But I can here to help you save everyone's life, I know how you all love to play the heroes and I was hoping you could help me not get murdered by a bunch of hell-bent bitches. I mean witches."
The pack stared at her, Liam frowned "Do we have a choice?"
Andrea shook her head "Unless you want to somehow evacuate like how many people? 500 000? Sounds difficult."
Derek glared at her "Everything about what you just said sounds difficult!"
She nodded, pointing at him "Correct, but you've faced similar things yeah?" she turned to Scott
"No rest when your towns a beacon." He sighed "Guess not."
Andrea looked around the room, they all looked incredibly disheartened
"Aw come one! Smile, the worst it yet to come."
I hope that was okay and that I didn't make too many mistakes, my typing, spelling and grammar skills are sub-par. I'll update at least once a week hopefully more, but there's this whole school thing and life. Please follow favorite and review, I'd love input!