Siren's Call
Ch. 1- Silence
I smirked as the lustful stares of horny teens lingered on my body. I walked down the hall of Beacon Hills High School with a swing in hips and a hop in my step. I had one errand to run right now and I'll be damned if anyone gets in the way of me doing it. Of course, it'd be suspicious seeing as I am the new girl in town. Oh well, they're playing my game now and I'll give them the knowledge when I feel they're ready. I rounded the corner and stepped up to Scott McCall and Stiles Stilinski, they were shell shocked as they took in my uniformed attire. I was clad in a leather suit with combat boots and a thick black belt around my waist/mid section. My silky, thigh-length , snowy hair was tied on the crown of my head with a black ribbon. My deep, indigo eyes were distant. I held up a piece of paper with a single name printed on it.
Danny Mahealani.
"There's your next victim. I expect some gratitude after this is over. Bonne journée" I spoke. They both held the same flabbergasted expression as they watched me waltz out of the school doors.
When I arrived at the club, I certainly did not expect this many customers. Men were everywhere. On the poles, singing on stage, at the bar, or dancing on the floor. I smirked as I caught sight of the familiar buzzed-head. My attention was then on the sullen Danny at the bar, whom was looking on at another man across from him. I walked up to Danny with a sympathetic smile. He smiled back, albeit forced. His gaze turned back to the man and I growled when I saw him with another man. Grabbing Danny's hand I tugged him on stage and decided that using a bit of my supernatural power won't hurt. I grabbed a mic, told the band behind me the chords, timing, and solos, then curled my finger in the direction of Danny's ex. I told the sullen teen to get me a spicy mix from the bar and sent him off. I signaled for the band to start and pulled Danny's ex onstage. "Bonjour écume banale." I spoke calmly. I opened my mouth and began to sing.
Why am I always hit on by the boys I never like
I can always see 'em coming, from the left or from the right
Danny came back then, with the glass of spicy mix
I don't want to be a priss, I'm just try'na be polite
But it always seems to bite me in the...
I walked past the man towards Danny and as I did, I slapped Danny's ex's butt hard.
Ask me for my number, yeah, you put me on the spot
You think that we should hook up, but I think that we should not
You had me at "Hello", then you opened up your mouth
And that is when it started going south
Oh!
I carried the glass from Danny and stalked towards the now helpless man. As I sang the last line I threw it in his face and laughed as the audience clapped and whistled.
Get your hands off my hips, 'fore I'll punch you in the lips
Stop your staring at my... Hey!
Take a hint, take a hint
No you can't buy me a drink, let me tell you what I think
I think you could use a mint
Take a hint, take a hint
La, la, la...
T-take a hint, take a hint
La, la, la...
I tossed the mic back to the DJ and jumped down from the stage and towards Danny, just as the entire club was enveloped in smoke. I clasped Danny's arm in my hand as body after body fell to the floor paralyzed. I pulled out my gun and sung a quick lullaby to Danny. He fell to the floor, snoring softly. I watched and waited with baited breath as I listened for the slithering sound of the kanima. I listened intently and finally heard it to the left of me. 4 feet away. 3 feet away. 2. 1. I lashed out and grabbed the kanima by its neck, dragging the fighting lizard outside. Scott and Stiles were already out there when I walked out with a struggling lizard. They gaped at me and I threw the kanima on top of the hood of a black camaro. "Ooh, Derek will not like that." I smiled sarcastically at Stiles and pulled out a knife from my belt. I placed the blade against the scales of the lizard man and pressed down. A small amount of blood dribbled down from the cut and the kanima returned to being Jackson Whittemore. "Je suis désolé de cette" I spoke sincerely as I jammed my fist into the side of his jaw. Successfully knocking him unconscious. "Was that really necessary?" Scott questioned. I shrugged as I hauled Jackson over my shoulder. "Je me suis excusé à l'avance." I ignored their confused expressions and placed Jackson in the black camaro. Pressing a finger to the earpiece in my ear, I spoke, "Ciblez le bas. Je le répète , la cible vers le bas. L'autorisation de nouveaux progrès Cap ?"
I nodded as the Captain denied my request to proceed. Turning to the two boys, I smiled and motioned to the camaro. "Looks like you are stuck with me. I drive." I said as I held out my hands for the keys. Stiles grumbled under his breath but gave me the keys anyway. "mondain stupide." I smirked.