Hello everyone! This is my first Teen Wolf story. I just became a part of the fandom because I saw everyone posting about it on Tumblr! I watched the new episode and got the idea for this story because I really wanted to see what would happen if Allison had a sister!

Summary: Sydney Argent is Allison's twin sister. What if Derek ended up falling for her, but realized it a little too late?Being an Argent in a town full of werewolves is a tricky thing, can she become the hunter she was born to be? Her sister is currently being punished for dating a werewolf, but what if Sydney was stuck in between not one, but two werewolves. We'll see who wins her heart in the end!

I heard a bump coming from Allison's room and assumed that it was Scoot. My parents were currently out for an hour or so, so Scott and Allison were having a little rendezvous. My sister Scott, who was one of my best friends, were forced to break up because my parents found out he was a werewolf. Being from a family of hunters was not easy, I learned of our family history two years ago when my dad caught me sneaking around his office.

I had different outlooks on werewolves then my parents did, obviously. They really aren't bad, and I even had a friendship with the one and only Derek Hale. Well, it was a complicated relationship really, we kissed and now it was awkward. But, that never stopped me from doing what I needed to do. Recently, I started my training with my Aunt, but she died, leaving me to train with my dad and Allison. I was better than Allison, though. Allison was still trying to master the crossbow while I moved onto a real bow and arrow.

Suddenly, I could hear a car door slam outside of my house, and I knew that Allison and Scott could get busted. I really didn't want one of my best friends to die, so I tried to stall my mom as I heard her heels clicking against the stairs.

I opened my bedroom door and asked if my mom got my dress for my Aunt's funeral. She looked at me hesitantly and then handed me the dress. Giving her a polite smile, I headed back into my room and shut my door behind me, silently praying that Scott got out.

20 minutes later, I got a text from Stiles saying that Lydia, who was also one of my friends, was missing. Allison and I drove to the hospital where we knew Stiles was most likely going to meet Scott. We saw the two boys in Stiles' jeep, and headed over there. Then, I got blinded by the headlights, and I could see Stiles jump a little bit.

We walked to the window and Scott asked my sister, "What are you doing here? Someone's going to see us." Allison then replied, "I don't care. She is mine and Sydney's best friend, and we need to find her before they do."

Scott then retorted, "I can find her before the cops can." I then butted in and spoke, "How about before our father does?" Stiles asked in a shocked tone, "He knows?" I nodded and Allison stated, "Yeah."

"I just saw him and three other guys leave our house in two SUV's." I told them, and the boys shared a look. "A search party." Scott guessed, and I came back, "More like a hunting party." Scott then opened the door for us and said, "Get in."

We both climbed into the back of the jeep as it roared to life. Stiles started to drive at top speed as Scott stuck his head out the window to follow Lydia's scent. "Take the next right." Scott ordered, and Stiles did as he commanded. We ended up at the Hale house.

"She came here? Are you sure?" Stiles asked, and I too was confused as to why Lydia came here. Scott shrugged and responded, "This is where the scent leads." "Alright, but has Lydia ever been here?" Stiles questioned us.

I let Allison say, "Not with us." I started to walk towards the house as Scott and my sister talked about packs and Lydia. Stiles and I looked around, and he pointed out, "Hey, look at this. You see this? I think it's a tripwire."

Stiles then proceeded to lift it up, but nothing happened. That was until Scott spoke, "Stiles." This made us look over to him, and we saw him upside down, "Next time you see a trip wire, don't trip it." This made me giggle and I could see Allison holding in her laughter.

This was cut short when Scott ordered us to hide. Stiles grabbed my hand and dragged me behind a tree, and Allison huddled next to us. I could see my dad and the other hunters with him, and they walked towards Scott. I couldn't hear what my dad was saying, and I was relieved when he finally got up and left with the others.

The three of us made our way towards Scott and Allison asked if he was okay. Scott joked, "Just another life threatening conversation with your dad." I looked around, searching for the wire so we could get Scott down. I saw one against the tree.

"Stiles, Allison, help me with this." I ran towards it and we all looked at it, trying to decipher how to work it. I could hear something in the background, but I ignored it. Scott then said from behind us, "Thanks, but I think I got it."

We all look at him, impressed as he motioned towards the house and asked, "You coming?" Following him, we walked towards the house only to find that Lydia was nowhere to be found.

The next day, I sighed as I walked into school with my sister by my side. Eventually, I ended up in chemistry. I sat next to my lab partner, Isaac Lahey. Isaac and I had been lumped together at the beginning of the year when everyone picked their partners and left us out. We did get closer as the year went on, and I now considered him a friend.

The teacher passed out the pop quiz, and we both started working until voices interrupted, "This is a pop quiz, Mr. Stilinski. If I hear your voice again, I may be tempted to give you detention for the rest of your high school career." Everyone looked up as Stiles asked, "You can do that?"

I knew that the teacher would hate Stiles' joking and sarcastic attitude, most people did except for me. "There it is again, your voice, triggering the only impulse I've ever had to strike a student repeatedly and violently. I'll see you at three for detention." I started laughing a little bit, as did Isaac, and I gave him a smile.

"You too, Mr. McCall?" He asked, and Scott replied, "No, sir." Everyone went back to their tests, and soon, I could hear Scott and Stiles' voices. It was safe to say that they were getting punished.

After that class, I made my way to my locker. Allison's locker was next to mine, thankfully, and I smiled as I saw her holding a note that said Because I love you. I automatically knew that Scott did that. Getting my dress for the funeral out of my locker, I looked to see who was standing near me.

I was about to close my locker and go change when the guy spoke, "Nice dress." "Nice camera." I countered, and he smiled at me, and I politely smiled back. I could hear the girls behind us gossiping, and I knew that it made Allison upset. My sister stormed off as one of them insulted her, and I stormed up to them.

I smirked and stated, "If you want to talk behind someone's back, you should be able to say it straight to their face." They looked at me, dumbstruck and I pushed past them and into the bathroom where I threw on the dress.

Allison and I met up with our parents after school and we all drove to the cemetery. As soon as we got out of the car, photographers and reporters swarmed us. I held onto my dad as flashes went off, and I could see Allison doing the same to my mom.

When we were in the clear, my dad muttered, "I knew this was a bad idea." My mom then shot back, "No, this was my idea." I kept my grip on my dad as he replied, "I tried to tell him, but he insisted on making a point of it."

I grew confused, and I knew Allison was too. "He insisted that he'll take care of this when he gets here." My mom assured him, and I asked, "When who gets here?" My parents led us to the seats in front of the grave and responded, "Just sit down sweetheart."

I did as she said and sat down next to my sister, leaving an open seat next to me. A moment after, a mysterious man showed up and hugged my father. My mother stood up and greeted the newcomer and offered her condolences before he turned to Allison and I.

"Do you remember me?" He asked us, and we both nodded numbly. Allison looked at something past him, and he whipped his head towards it. It was probably Scott and Stiles, knowing them. The man went on, "Considering I haven't seen the two of you since you were three, I don't suppose I could assume you would call me Grandpa."

I smiled a little and looked down as he continued, "So, till you're comfortable, you can call me Gerard for the time being. But, I'd prefer Grandpa." Gerard took his place in the seat next to me, and I got a little uncomfortable. We all then watched on as the funeral started and we said our goodbyes.

Allison and I were talking in my room about Scott when we both got a text from Stiles, they found Lydia. A great weight lifted off my shoulders at that, and on that note, Allison went to her room. I sighed as a knock sounded from my door.

I looked up to see my mom opening the door. She gazed at me sympathetically, and I just smiled at her weakly. "Hey, mom. Is there something you wanted?" I asked her, and she shook her head. "I just wanted to come see how you're handling all of this."

"I'm an Argent, I can get through anything." I responded, and she smiled. My mom walked over to me and kissed the top of my head before leaving my bedroom. I was tired, so I laid down on my bed and let sleep come over me.