The Blond Werewolf of Beacon Hills
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The large bipedal creature roared in agony, as a second flask was thrown at its torso, and immediately burst into flames. It stumbled across the clearing near the ruins of the once luxurious Hale house, as if attempting to retreat. It would have no such luck, as it found itself surrounded by its adversaries.
Behind it stood Chris Argent, one of the few Hunters that had learned to face down a Werewolf with no fear marring his face or his heart. The Hunter was approaching his mid-forties, judging by the graying of his otherwise brown hair, with a shaggy goatee covering his lower face. He wore black boots with a black shirt and camo pants, and a dark leather jacket, which was covered with specks of mud. The man held his crossbow high, aimed at the beast's skull, daring it to make a move.
On the other side stood its nephew, Derek Hale, dressed in blue jeans and a black muscle shirt. The younger man had claws extending from each finger, and his fangs were elongated, along with hairy sideburns that gave him a more feral look.
Beside Derek stood the other Werewolf, Scott McCall. He was by far the youngest, barely in his late teens, and had also adopted his feral form, greatly resembling Derek, except for the fact that the younger boy's eyes were a luminous yellow, as compared to Derek's piercing blue gaze. Scott wore a green shirt and a pair of jeans, with his messy black hair being covered in mud.
The next person in the clearing was Allison Argent, Chris's daughter, and Scott's girlfriend. Allison stood next to her boyfriend, with her bow aimed at Peter, and an arrow notched and ready to be released. She had on a black t-shirt, with a black jumper, and a pair of shorts along with boots that covered her shins, her brown tresses falling to her lower back.
The last two people present were 'Stiles' Stilinski and Jackson Whittemore. They were both standing to a side, and were rather out of their element, especially since they no longer had the self-igniting Molotov cocktails. Stiles was a rather pale teenager, with dark brown hair, and was wearing a blue undershirt with a pair of jeans and a short-sleeved button-down shirt which was white with green stripes.
Jackson was barely able to hold himself, as he saw the monstrosity trip around. He was blond with a slight tan from all the lacrosse games he had played and wore a white muscle shirt that showed for it. Over that, he had a black jumper, with blue trousers and a pair of sneakers. He was having serious second thoughts regarding asking Derek for the 'gift' if this was the result.
The Alpha let out another grunt as it fell into a puddle of mud and rolled about, slowly extinguishing the flames. The creature shrank and its fur receded to reveal a burnt Peter Hale. The man seemed to be barely breathing, with no sound escaping his lips except for the occasional moan of pain.
Scott saw the Alpha defeated and stepped forwards to finish the job. He had originally had his own doubts regarding killing Peter, but the man's own evil intentions, fueled by Scott's desire to return to the somewhat normal life he had been living made the decision easier.
'Remember, this will be for Allison.'
And it was with those thoughts that the teenager stepped forth, only to be held back by Derek. Scott looked at him with surprise and confusion, as the older Beta smirked at him.
"Sorry Scott, but this is my birthright."
Realization dawned in the black-haired teenager's eyes, as the man slowly walked towards the downed Alpha. He had been played like a violin, and now he was going to lose any chance of becoming a human again.
Derek stepped slowly, for he wanted to enjoy this. He had done it. He had been able to defeat Peter and claim his rightful place at the top of the food chain.
Suddenly, the silence was shattered by an ear-piercing howl that rang out from the forest, and everybody was put on high alert. The howls continued to ring out, as the group was unable to detect the source. Stiles was the first one to speak, as he voiced the question that was on everyone's mind.
"Hey Derek, I thought you guys were the only Werewolves in Beacon Hills."
"We are."
"Well, tell that to whoever's howling out there like a lunatic."
Derek would have replied, but he was thrown into a tree by a sudden blur of movement. Scott and Stiles ran over to check up on him, as they helped the Beta get to his feet. There was an unspoken agreement that whatever their own problems may be, they had better chances of surviving in better numbers.
"Derek, you alright?" Stiles didn't receive any response other than a pained grunt, before the howls continued to echo in the forest.
"Whoever's there better step out if you know what's best for you!"
Chris's words had no effect, and the tension seemed to grow thicker by every second, before a male spoke in a deep voice.
"Well Derek, it seems that you have forgotten that, while you are older than me, I was always the Alpha of the pack. And some things just never change, do they?"
The group of students, Hunters and Werewolves was greatly shocked when the voice came from within the clearing, and they spun around to see that a tall blond stood over the downed figure of the burnt Alpha. The man seemed to be no older than Scott or Stiles but radiated an aura of intense power, similar to Derek and Peter's, but with a slightly refined feeling to it.
The blond wore a red shirt with blue jeans, and a long overcoat that reached his shins. Black sandals covered his feet, and his slightly tanned peachy skin and his shaggy blond hair defined his bright azure eyes. His form was rather well-built and would not look off on a soccer player.
As Derek was helped up by Scott, he couldn't help but think over the newcomer's strange words, before it finally clicked, and a look of recognition washed over his face.
"No. You, you left after the fire. Why are you here, why now?"
The teenager chuckled at Derek's words, before kneeling down and looking over Peter's burns.
"Yeah, but you didn't expect me to stay away did you. Now look at the greatest pack to have existed within a one hundred and fifty mile radius. The Hales, decimated to no more than two members who do nothing but squabble over who should lead. Well guess what Derek, there's no pack to lead anymore!"
Scott watched the conversation with confusion before looking to the Hale. He knew that there were no other Werewolves in Beacon Hills, as he could have sniffed them from a mile away. And he couldn't pick up any scent from this man.
"Derek, who is that guy? And how do you know him?"
The man slowly nodded in reply, before he stepped towards the newcomer, and answered the other Beta.
"That Scott, is my adopted younger brother, Naruto Hale. He was supposed to have been killed by the Hunters that burnt the rest of the pack."
"He looks pretty alive to me."
Derek glared at Stiles momentarily for the sarcastic quip, before turning to the younger Werewolf again.
"If he is here, it means he wants to become the Alpha by killing Peter."
A snort of undisguised humor was heard by the group, as Naruto spoke up.
"What, aren't you happy to see me brother dearest? But if you must know, yes, I'm here to kill Peter, but I have bigger plans in mind."
Derek snarled at the blond Werewolf's words, before growling as his claws extended and his sideburns grew hairy once more.
"We both know that power belongs to me! My mother was only doing a friend a favor by adopting you, never forget that! You don't have what it takes to be a Hale, let alone the Alpha!"
The man was about to pounce at the blond, but before he could make a move, he found himself being knocked back once more, as Naruto was standing where he had been a moment ago, without even seeming to have exerted himself at all.
Scott could only stare as he watched Derek get pushed around like a ragdoll. This new Werewolf had power to back up his words, and Scott would be a fool to let his guard down.
Chris on the other hand now had his crossbow locked onto Naruto. He had already had enough of the Hale family drama, and was rather fed up with it at this point.
This time, Derek made no move to get up, and the newcomer once again blurred across the clearing, back to the charred form of his adoptive uncle.
The others were unsure of what to do, but all hell broke loose when Chris fired an array of darts at Naruto, which the blond dodged by jumping into the air, resulting in the projectiles lodging themselves into Peter's stomach. The blond blurred away once more, before appearing in front of the older Argent, and sweep kicking him to the ground, before stealing his crossbow and throwing it into the woods.
Scott jumped onto his back as he was dealing with Chris, and dug his claws into the blond's shoulders. Naruto showed no response, except for reaching up and grabbing the other Werewolf's shoulders, and tossing him over into a large tree, and knocking him out.
Allison let an arrow fly at the blond, only for him to catch it before it hit him, and snap it in half. She immediately pulled out her next arrow, but realized in horror her quiver was empty, as Naruto discarded her as a threat.
Stiles and Jackson could only watch, as the teenager plowed down their entire team within mere seconds.
The blond Werewolf once again walked to his uncle's near catatonic form, before kneeling down to look at him. He held his right hand high, and the Chris watched as his fingernails extended into gleaming claws, this being the first time he showed any sign of being a Werewolf.
"For my mother, Talia Hale. I swear, I will bring the Hales back to their former glory."
It was with those words that his hand came down upon Peter, before decapitating the older man in a single swipe.
Naruto felt a rush of power surge through his veins, as his vision grew better, a sign of his rise to Alpha. He wiped his blood off onto his coat, before retracting his claws and getting to his feet.
The teenager turned around to look at the rising form of Scott, before glancing towards the large building in front of them. He recalled the grand home he had grown up in, the days of his youth when he would play basketball with Derek and Peter, and would always force them to band together against him despite his age.
But the husk that was left of the tragedy was a reminder, a reminder of what he had lost.
"Well, I'd say I love what Derek's done with the place, but I'd be lying through my teeth. All these years, and he hasn't made any effort to restore the Hale legacy. Your mother would have been ashamed."
Derek had gotten up from the forest floor and walked over to Naruto. He knew he was too late to stop the process, and all that he could do now was follow the pack leader. His mother had always taught him that it was the job of the Beta to follow its Alpha, even to hell. But after the episode with Peter, his belief in that had been wavering.
"Naruto, you have no right to claim that. You were never a Hale, and you never will be. You may be the Alpha for now, but know that I follow you only due to my loyalty to my family."
The black haired man's arrogant tone and question of his authority caused a growl to escape from the Alpha's lips, before he turned around abruptly, red eyes glowing like pools of blood.
"What loyalty Derek? It's been six years, six bloody years! You, Peter and Laura have done nothing but squabble over power for all this time! Talia's probably turning in her grave, with such a disappointment of a son. What have you done for the Hale name in all this time Derek? Tell me!"
The blond's voice was loud and dripping with rage, and Derek shrunk back for a moment as his instincts kicked in and he couldn't prevent the whimper from emitting from the back of his throat.
The blond let out a sigh, before talking in a steady, calm voice.
"Derek, my top priority at the moment is restoring the Hale power, and it is the only thing of importance to me. You may not realize it, but you, Laura, Cora, Talia and even Peter were the only family I've known. And we may not be related by blood, but in this world, we're brothers. Now, you can help me make Mother proud, or you can end up like Peter, an insane bastard who killed his own family for the position of Alpha, for nothing but personal gain."
Derek stared at the hand stretched out in front him, before taking a deep breath to compose himself, and returning the handshake, with a slightly smug grin on his face. Naruto also let a smirk appear on his features, as he spoke in his deep, cool voice.
"For Talia."
"For Talia."
"Okay, now that that's settled, we good man? Because if you threw Derek around like a pillow at a slumber party, I don't like my chances."
Naruto snorted at the words of the brown haired teenager, whereas Derek was less than amused.
"Stiles, shut up, or I'll stitch your lips to your chin."
As Naruto chuckled again at the spat between the two, he noticed Chris helping Scott to his feet. That reminded him of one of the questions he himself wanted to ask the others.
"Derek, why is it that you were working alongside a Hunter, an Argent no less? I may not have always paid attention to Laura's lessons, but I recall enough to know that this is not normal."
It was Scott that answered Naruto, as he walked over with Allison, Chris, Stiles and Jackson trailing shortly behind him.
"Peter was too powerful to be defeated without help. It's like they say, the enemy of my enemy is my friend."
Naruto smiled at the other teenage Werewolf before examining him intently and stepping towards him.
"So, you are my new Beta, Scott McCall. You still need a lot of work, but you have potential, lots of it."
Scott grimaced at his new Alpha's words, before he suddenly remembered why they had attacked Peter in the first place. He couldn't help but glance at his girlfriend as he spoke.
"Wait, I only did all this so that I could kill Peter and go back to my normal life. I mean, sure, being a Werewolf has its moments and its benefits, but in the end, it isn't worth it."
Chris noticed Scott catching a glimpse of his daughter wistfully, and his heart seemed to clench when he saw his daughter return the look. Was this boy truly willing to lose his powers, for the sake of Allison?
"Scott, I think you might have been misinformed, but once you become a Werewolf, there is no cure except for death. You are a Werewolf and will be one for the rest of your life."
It was upon hearing those words that the teenager fell to his knees, and all his hopes seemed to crash down around him. Was that it, was his fate decided? Just as he was about to let loose of all his suppressed rage, a hand landed on his shoulder, and pulled him up. He opened his eyes to see that it was his new Alpha that had supported him.
Naruto was no fool, and the subtle glances, as well as the chemo signals he seemed to be detecting were enough to tell him about the issue at hand. And while he was no fan of Hunters, the Argents in particular after what they had done to his family, he realized that as the leader, he had to think about the pack, and do what was right for its members.
"Scott, whatever problems you have with these powers that Peter forced upon you, I suggest that you go home and rest. We will talk in the morning and will also begin to teach you what Derek here has failed to do so during the past few weeks. So, take your friends and the Hunters home, and I will find you tomorrow morning."
Scott was about to protest, before Stiles pulled him back hastily, not in a particular hurry to disobey what was an extremely powerful entity.
"You heard the boss man, this day has got me beat. Let's go hit the hay, and that includes you Jackson. Now let's get going before another freaky homicidal monster appears."
It was with great reluctance that the young McCall agreed with his friend, as they began to head home hesitatingly, followed by an upset Allison and Chris who seemed to be lost within his thoughts.
"Well, now that the company is gone, you have a whole lot of explaining to do, Derek. Starting with why you used the brat for our plan of power."
With those words the blond walked into the ruins of the Hale house, with Derek being compelled to follow.
Author's Note:
Hello people of the fanfiction world! I am here with the first chapter to my new story, a NarutoxTeenWolf xover, and before you all go hounding on me, I know I should focus on completing my other stories but I was just recently reading some NarutoxTeenWolf FanFics, and was amazed by how wasted its potential is. It is one of the few justifiable xovers where the characters seem to blend well, but there are next to no fanfictions on it.
Now, life is really hectic at the moment, so updates will be rare, but I will complete this, and my other stories. I apologize for making you wait, but life's dealt me a bad hand.
The pairings for this story are already decided, but will remain a secret, so read on to find out. Well, that is a wrap for now, see you next time with a new chapter.
Peace Out
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