Hey Guys, Nixx here, this is my first official fanfic into the world of Teen Wolf. All Characters belong to Jeff Davis, besides the one I made up. enjoy chapter one.

Chapter One:

Not a Werewolf Hunter

Braeden's P.O.V

I sighed irritatedly, wondering for the 100th time why I had agreed to do this. I leaned up against the concrete wall behind me and fished out the last Wolfsbane Tranq dart. I loaded my gun, took a deep breath in and rounded the corner. I followed my targets silhouette before sighting my gun and aimed at her from my position on the platform. I released the breath and let the dart fly, hitting the girl right beneath her shoulder. The dark haired girl fell to the ground and groaned in pain.

I bent down and laid the gun on the ground, before swinging off the platform, bending at the knees when I hit the ground. I walked over to the girl, bending down to be eye level with her. She growled at me and struggled to get up.

¨ Itś Teegan right?¨ I ask, moving the dark hair from her face. ¨ Sorry about this in advance.¨ I continue, hitting her in the face with the butt of my gun and knocking her out.

I stood and pulled my phone out of my jacket pocket, I scrolled for the contact name, hit the call button, and hold the phone up to my ear.

¨Itś done,¨ I say to the person on the other side of the phone, looking down at the girl.

The voice on the other end responds.

¨ Iḿ not sure if thatś a good idea.¨ I frown.

The person huffs out a reply. I sigh and nudge the girl with the toe of my boot.

¨Alright, regardless of where Derek, sheś going to be pissed when she wakes up.¨ I say, hitting the end call button.

I grab the petite girls´ arms and drag her around the corner of the warehouse and out the open door to where my SUV sat. I drop her arms, wiping the sweat from my face, grabbing my keys from the front jean pocket and double tap the unlock button. I step over the girl and open the trunk, where the rope, and duct tape, sat. I grab the rope and slam the trunk door shut. I lean over the girl and tied up her legs and then her wrists. I tug at her wrist restraints, pulling her to a sitting position. I kneel down, keeping a firm grip on her wrists, I lean her over my shoulder, huffing when I stand up. I lean into the truck and dump her into the seat. I shut the door and open the drivers.

I get in and start it up, slumping when the fresh burst of cold air hits my face.

¨Bad day to wear long sleeves.¨ I mutter to myself.

I drive off, leaving a trail of dust behind. I drive until the sun goes down, before stopping at a dingy gas station, I fill up the gas tank, checking to make sure the bonding was still tied tightly and the girl was still asleep. I stop a few more times, for gas and to check on the girl. I blinked blearily as the sun started to rise, I slowed my speed when the Now Entering Beacon Hills. I sped along the trees, passing the Beacon Hills Preserve entrance, the sign swinging lightly in the wind. I followed the curving road past, scattered houses, before coming across the High School, bare and empty because school hadn't started yet. The trees became scattered and were soon replaced with buildings as we entered downtown Beacon Hills. I veered right slightly, coming across a large, slightly run-down building.

A tall, dark-haired man, stood waiting, leaning against his black Hummer, leathered arms crossed against his broad chest, His furry face becoming alert as he seen my car, I took a deep breath in as his blue eyes locked with my light brown through my windshield, it felt like forever since I had last seen Derek Hale.

Let me know what you guys think, this story will be taking place right before season 5. - Nixx