When East Meets West
Chapter I : Then we met
So I needed to start this one for conveniences for White Lilies. This starts right after season 1 so just a week or two after Peter got killed. I don't know what else to say.
"Mama. . . I'm leaving now. I'm sorry I just . . ." The woman stood over the grave placing flowers next to the grave marker. She could feel the tears sliding down her face, she wiping them silently as she walked out of the tombs. "Good bye mama" Securing the backpack on her shoulder she begun to run, the fresh and crisp mountain air filling her lungs as she weaved between trees. She heard a loud roar echo throughout the trees. "Shit, they're coming!"
'Why does it smell like burnt wood?' She rolled over on her back and stared at the ceiling. The leftover remain of a fire. Charcoal beams holding up the ceiling with what little strength it held. She tried using the strength she held to push herself off of the floor. "I wouldn't if I were you." Her eyes quickly snapped to the direction of the voice, it belonged to a man in his 20's. He kicked himself off of the wall; she instinctively backed up in a snarl. "If I wanted to do anything to you, I would have when you were passed out for the last three days, and now you're bleeding again, Great."
She held on to her side that was bleeding and was down on her hand and feet. "That's great news, but I can handle myself without help." She spat at him in defense, he stepped into the light, and he stood a little over 6 foot. He wore a tight black shirt which hugged his defined muscles and a pair of black pants. His hair was a dark brown which was more close to black than brown; it was pushing towards the middle in a messy faux hawk. She curled up her lips to expose her elongated canines, "I know from your scent you're no mere human."
He let out an exhausted sigh and ran his hand through his messy faux hawk, "God no wonder I don't bother with females, such a pain." He turned away for and a second and turned back, his face contorted into a beast, he growled at her. She stood up and crossed her arms over her chest and gave a small hmph. His face slowly changed back to his human features, "Are you happy now?"
"A lot actually, thank you very much. I feel much safer now, knowing I'm stuck in a house with a male werewolf just dandy!" She threw her arms in the hand and winced from the pain in her side. "Ow, fuck" She cursed quietly while she went back to hold her bloody side and sitting back down on the extremely dusty floor. She watched him carefully as he sat down about a foot away from her. He had smooth creamy skin and a strong jawline, a little of five o'clock shadow. "Sorry, I've been through a lot. Thanks for helping me." She gritted through her teeth she knew he was studying her features. "I must look like crap."
"More like shit, but whose judging right?" She quickly jabbed him in the shoulder and glared at him. "You're a stubborn and rude ass bitch. I agreed with you and you punch me. Do it again and see what happens." She threw another punch at him but he caught it in his palm, "I learn from the first time."
"My name is Riley Mercer, you jackass. " She huffed angrily as he laughed at the irony of her name. "And what's your name Prince Charming?"
"My name, its Derek Hale," Riley snickered which earned her a sharp glare followed by an annoyed, "What?"
"Nothing at all. So where are we? How did I get here?" Riley wrapped her arms around her knees; she rested her head on top of them trying to remember what happened in the last week.
"I saw you lying in a pool of your own blood next to some river, cuts and bruises, not to mention the bullet wounds. I couldn't leave you there to die in the cold, so I brought you here. Now, how did you get here or in that state?"
"I was being chased by a family of hunters and I fell into the river and I guess you saw me where I got stuck." She sighed quietly to herself with her head buried in her knees she started whispering. "What am I going to do? I'm in so much shit." She felt a big hand lay on top of her head and started stroking her hair. "What are you-" She closed her eyes and started to cry.
"It's ok, just relax. No one is going to get you here; I'll protect you as much as I can. It's not like I need anyone's approval."
"You're an Alpha?"
"Yeah" Derek said in a bittersweet tone, he stood up in an instant and dust off his pants. "I'll get something for you to eat. There is a change of clothes in on the table; they're my old clothes so they might be baggy. There are some bandages there too. I'm getting tired of changing them." Derek disappeared into the corridors; Riley carefully picked herself up trying not to open her wounds anymore.
She inched her way to the table, slowly peeling back the gauze she peered at her wounds. They were still oozing but healing just finely if she didn't strain herself. She carefully changed the gauze before she took off her tattered clothes. She slid on his shirt before she realized she didn't need the pants. "Did you find a backpack with me?"
"They should be drying still outside!"
She heard him yell a few halls down from her. She groaned and limped towards the front door. There were her fresh panties and clothes swaying in the summer breeze. "Fantastic" After a grueling 10 minutes of limping and hobbling towards the string of clothes she manages to reach her shorts and underwear, without thinking she quickly discarded her pair of worn out jeans and dirty underwear.
"Ummh… Derek there is a half-naked girl standing outside on your lawn." She whipped her head to meet the lusting eyes of two teenage boys. "Wow! There is a sight you don't see every day. You are a very pretty girl. Lovely really, pretty doesn't begin to explain and describe the way you look. I mean can we forget what I said? Hi, I'm Stiles. This is my best friend Scott"
"Turn around." Riley said in a stained voice the two boys did what they were told. Riley quickly jumped into her underwear and shorts. She bundled her dirty ones in her hands before she took her backpack off and stuffed them into it. "It's safe." She slung her backpack over her shoulders and rolled them. She poked at her sides before giving a small nod. "Much better" She tore off her bandages to reveal a nice smooth and creamy stomach. "I'm Riley! Asshole is inside finding me food." She marched happily back in the house leaving the two teenage boys to follow her in.
"Derek?" The one who went by Scott poked his head into the doorway. Stiles also just poked his head in looking scared that Derek would rip off their head for coming in unannounced.
"Just come in, Derek knows you're here. He was watching me struggle to get clothes." The dorky one had this smile on his face that made her feel uneasy. She grabbed a broken cup that was lying around and threw it at him. It shattered on the wall behind him as he ducked. "Not like that, Jesus what is wrong with kids these days."
"You don't look like you're that much older than me!" Stiles retorted to her comment before she caught a scent in the air.
"Scott is it?" He looked like he was much more reserved than his friend. Dark brown hair and big brown eyes, he nodded at his name even stepping forward. "You're a werewolf?"
"How did you kno-"Before he knew it she jumped on him and started rubbing her face against his. She was in some weird ecstasy as she rubbed his face.
"I love new pups, so innocent." She threw her arms around his neck and jumped on his back.
"So I get growled, cussed and punched by you and the pup gets all the hugs and kisses from you." Derek's voice brought her back to reality, "What are you two doing here anyways?"
"Well we just had some questions, I found this last night after some dogs were going insane at the vet." Scott dug into his pocket to bring out a bullet that had cravings on it. Riley's eye flickered from a happy expression to a worried and concerned one.
"I'm guessing you know what this is Riley?" Derek took notice of her shift of comfort levels she nodded quietly and let go of Scott's neck. She took the bullet from his palm and sniffed it, her face cringed and her face contorted to that of an Alpha wolf of course less hair then Derek's form. "Well? What is it?"
"The Carvers, an old family of hunters that was hunting my pack since early ages, I guess they followed me here. They were the ones who shot me prior to us meeting." She gripped the bullet angrily and tossed it on the floor. "Fucking bastards."
"Wow, she has a mouth on her." Stiles stated bluntly waiting for a reaction from Riley but he got nothing. "A lot nicer than Derek for sure." Derek growled at his comment "See?"
"Leave the pups alone. We have bigger problems than his comments." She walked towards Derek with a smirk on her face. She leaned up to his ear and whispered quietly so Scott couldn't hear her, "You owe me a strip show since you watched me changed." She patted him on the shoulder and walked passed him. "By the way, where the food you owe me?"
"Does it look like there is food here? I'll just take you out-"She ignored him while shaking her hand no.
"No need, just give me a kitchen with supplies and I'll fix us a feast, you boys hungry?" Stiles raised his hand at her question she let out a smooth chuckle. "I think that is a yes."
"Where are you going to find a kitchen?" Derek asked rather annoyed at her actions and how she just waved him off. "
"Pups."
"Then go stay with the pups-"
"I'm not a pup thank you very much." Stiles answered in defense "I-I-I'm not even a werewolf."
"Its fine, I'll adopt you. You can be my fake pup." Riley announced boldly not really giving much care what they thought of her.
"How can you adopt me if you're barely older than me?"
"Eh, legal Were-guardian if you will then." She rolled her neck slowly stretching the muscles in her neck. "About that food we were talking about." Derek rolled his eyes and grabbed her by the arm dragging her out. "Hey!"
"If you shut up about food, I'll get you something to eat. Stiles and Scott can come with us if they please. Just keep up with me while we're driving." Derek was done with her and her crap, and her attitude. He practically dragged her all the way to his car that was clear on the other side of the forest. "Get in" He pulled his keys out of his and unlocked his car.
"Yes sir." She got in and bit her lips trying not to say anything to get her killed by this strange Alpha. He got in the driver's seat and started up the car. "You have a nice car." She said with a little hesitant tone in her voice. "It's very nice."
"Thanks." She took this time to study him, strong jawline, stern expression which made it look like he never smiles or rarely smiles, really nice light green eyes. He was now wearing a leather coat that fit him like a glove. "Stop staring."
"Yes sir."
Derek laughed at how obedient she was now , "You're much better this way."
That left a bad taste in her mouth so she had to retort to his comment, "So are you saying you like being the more dominate one in the relationship? Like some master and slave stuff?" She could hear his heart beat raise and a little smile found its way on to her face. After that comment she just sat perfectly still and quiet until they got to the restaurant. "Ihop?"
"They serve breakfast 24/7" He turned off the engine and shoved his keys in his pocket, "Let go" He unlocked the door which gave a loud click before he got out. Riley followed him in the restaurant where they were seated in the booth away from everyone else. "So where are you from?"
"Oregon." She replied, Riley was a lot more interested in the menu than the questions she knew he was going to ask. "Ooo.. I want that and that and hmmm do I want bacon? Of course I do."
Derek let out a laugh and smiled as she talked to herself, "Do you always do that?"
"I love talking to myself, Derek. Love talking and I never shut up."
"I've noticed that once you woke up." Soon the waitress came and took the order and left. "Why did you leave Oregon? That's where most of the packs went, more forests makes them feel at home."
"True and if you go up one state, that's where all the vampires on, arrogant assholes the lot of them. I left cause I just needed to leave, natural instincts to migrate I guess."
"Vampires are still around?"
"Tsch, if you can call them that anymore. Last I heard they're drinking from livestock, pigs and cows." She added in distaste for the vampire topic, she knew he was watching her so she decided to stare back. "Tell me something. Why are you alone? You do know we are stronger in packs right?"
She noted as his eyes flickered red for a moment and his fists balled up. He quickly regained control and taking a slow breath in, "My pack died a long time ago. It's just been me now." Riley felt sadness wash over her and grabbed his hand under the table. She ran her fingertips over his sharpen claws her lips curled into a warm and sad smile. Derek stared at her as she let go of his hands and held her glass of water.
Thank you for bearing with me.