AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is the sequel to "Titanium" and yes, you must read the other one first if you are to understand what's happening in here.
Pairings include: Stefan/Elena and Tyler/Caroline. Including the established relationships from the first installment.
Choosing to drive to Mystic Falls was probably one of the worst decisions Lea and the Hale Pack had made. While in a rush to hurry and get on the road, everyone had temporarily forgotten that their tempers easily flared. So in addition to making pit stops to fuel up and eat, they found themselves also stopping to play musical cars whenever Derek got fed up with someone in his backseat or passenger seat. And seeing that they wanted to drive straight on to Mystic Falls, they were constantly switching up driver's so no-one fell asleep behind the wheel.
During the entire time they spent on the road, Peter had been instructed to call when or if the vampires showed up in Beacon Hills. No call had been made, other than the phone call from Jackson to let Derek know that he and Lydia had made it Georgia, so Lea guessed that using the credit card that the Council had given her was proven useful. It seemed that since they had completely skipped over Beacon Hills, they were following the trail of purchases Lea had purposely left.
By the time they had reached Mystic Falls, the group had stopped right outside the town at a rest stop. Parking along the road, everyone tiredly got out of their vehicles and started to stretch. After taking a moment, everyone strolled over to the picnic tables so Lea could give them some last minute advice.
"I really hope we can get something to eat before we meet up with your maker." Stiles grumbled as he rubbed his stomach. "I'm human so if I'm hungry, you guys must be starving."
Stomachs grumbled all around and Stiles grinned triumphantly. "When we head on into town, I'm sure we'll find a place to eat." Lea agreed. "But before we go into the Hybrid's den," She grinned. "We need to lay down some ground rules."
"The rules being.." Erica drawled unenthusiastically. Being stuck in a vehicle with more than just Boyd was really grating on her nerves.
"No shifting." She started off which made the entire Pack, sans Derek, to bristle in agitation. "Wait, wait, wait! Hear me out before you all go on the defense." Lea held her hands up in surrender. When the Pack calmed down, Lea went on to explain her reasoning. "We're in a new town, around new people, and I'm not entirely sure that Niklaus will be the only supernatural being here."
"Okay and.." Derek insisted. He had stayed quiet when Lea demanded they not shift but he wanted a damn good reason if he was going to make his Pack go through with this.
"If we run into any other vampires or werewolves, they're going to assume that you're just like the wolves they've grown to know." She told him. "If I didn't know about your breed before I saw you shift with my own eyes, I wouldn't have known wolves existed that weren't beholden to the moon. They're going to underestimate you lot and I think it'd be your best bet to keep your breed a secret for a bit until I let you know it's okay to shift. Keep your main surprise a secret so we can catch someone off guard if need be."
Derek took a second to think about it, the betas choosing to keep their mouths closed for this discussion though Erica and Isaac look uncomfortable with the thought of not being able to shift. After coming to the conclusion that what Lea was saying proved helpful, he agreed. "Fine. We won't shift unless you say otherwise. You know this Niklaus person better than us and have more experience with vampires."
Lea grinned. "Good. Oh and," She paused before smiling sheepishly. "If we enter a place and you can sense another supernatural being around, don't seek them out. Don't attempt to pinpoint their location and go on with whatever we're doing at the time. If someone approaches us, they'll believe that you're wolves and won't get your strength and speed until the night of the full moon. Don't let them think otherwise."
"Anything else?" Derek asked.
Lea nervously bit her bottom lip, her gaze flickering over to Stiles briefly before nodding. "The no shifting rule even applies if I get myself in a spot of trouble." Instantaneously, Scott, Isaac, and Stiles had an objection to that.
"You can't ask that of us." Isaac murmured. "You might not be pack but we'll still protect you."
"That's good to know." She smiled feebly at him. "But I rather you not blow your cover over me."
"Lea.." Stiles warned while glaring at her.
Feeling her stomach clench, Lea pouts at him. "Fine. If someone stabs their hand into my chest cavity or has a machete, then you may shift." She directs the end of her statement to the wolves, Scott and Isaac calming down immensely.
But Boyd now looks confused. "Why under those two circumstances are we allowed to shift?" He curiously asks her.
Lea gives Boyd her full attention and smiles. Out of the entire Hale Pack, Boyd was the only one who barely spoke to her. Not because he didn't like her but because Boyd was normally a quiet person. "Because those are the only two ways to kill a hybrid. By decapitation or by the yanking out of one's heart."
"Good to know." Derek throws Lea's words back out in the open. The pack grins amongst one another as the rumbling of Stiles' stomach catches their attention.
"Now can we go get something to eat?!" He whines.
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Driving into downtown of Mystic Falls, Lea is leading the Pack with Erica as her passenger. Derek, Boyd, and Isaac are following behind her, and Stiles along with Scott and Allison bring up the rear end. The sun is falling when Lea notices a lit sign advertising the Mystic Grill and since it's the only food joint she's seen so far, Lea pulls up to park across the street from the place.
Derek and Stiles pull up behind her and once everyone scrambles out of the vehicles, they're already being stared at by the locals who are wandering about. 'Cause let's face it, a bunch of what appears to be teenagers clad in form fitted shirts, skinny jeans, fitted jeans, and leather jackets just screams trouble.
All smirking knowingly, the Hale Pack and Lea practically swagger into Mystic Grill with all eyes on them. "Come on," Lea grins as she studies the place for an opening and pulls Erica along with her. "Help me put together a couple tables so we can eat."
Stiles is buzzing with excitement as he takes in his surroundings. He had never really been outside of Beacon Hills so being in Mystic Falls was an exciting experience for him no matter the circumstances.
As the rest of the pack makes their way to Lea and Erica, who have finally found them some tables to push together, Stiles takes a moment to just take in his new surroundings. The entire place is dimly lit, adults and mostly teenagers scattered about as they talk and laugh with each other. There are booths lined up off to the left side from the front entrance; tables scattered about in between. There's a small stage siting up against the front wall where a jukebox is sitting and blaring music, and a bar at the back with a wall of liquor behind it. A small room is raised a step off to the right side of the establishment where pool tables are lined up and a wall with a dartboard hangs there.
Grinning at how down to earth the place seems, Stiles finally makes his way towards his pack where they're all getting comfortable and picking their seats. By the time he makes it up to them, the only available chair just happens to be next to Lea. Scott and Allison throw him knowing winks and Stiles happily takes the spot next to her, sitting down right as their waiter for the night shows up.
"Hey, I'm Matt." The guy introduces himself as he passed around menus. Stiles could practically feel Erica, Allison, and Lea swooning at the all-american boy with warm blue eyes, short-cropped dirty blonde hair that stood on end, and whose blue uniform tee was practically glued to his muscles. "I'll be your waiter for the night so if you need anything, just wave me down."
"Hey, Matt." Stiles narrowed his eyes at the smiling waiter; Scott, Isaac, and Boyd each trying to hide their amused grins because they knew that for not being a wolf, Stiles had indeed picked up on how the females of their group smiled appreciatively at their waiter. "Or may I call you Matty? 'Cause if not I'm pretty sure I won't be leaving you a tip if you deny-"
"Stiles!" Derek grunted clenched teeth. "Shut up."
Scott and Boyd each grinned widely, Isaac choosing to turn his face away to hide his grin when Matt look confused. "Sorry about him." Lea piped up. "He tends to babble and get cranky when we don't feed him."
Matt chuckles in understanding and pulls out a pad of paper and pen from his black waist apron. "Okay and what can I get you guys to drink?"
"I'll take a sweet tea if you have it." Lea smiles at him before opening up her menu and browsing the food choices.
"Oh, me too!" Allison throws in.
Matt takes a second to jot that down before looking at everyone else expectantly.
"I'll take a Pepsi." Scott adds in and then is followed by Isaac and Stiles agreeing to have the same.
Matt looks to the remaining three- Derek, Erica, and Boyd settling with Coke. "Alright, I'll be back in a minute with your drinks and to take your food orders."
The second Matt departs, Scott bursts into laughter. "Tone down the jealousy, Stiles." He playfully wrinkles his nose at his best friend.
Stiles huffs but doesn't deny it. It's only when Lea reaches under the table to squeeze his knee that Stiles relaxes a bit and the rest of the pack relaxes with him. It's only a second later that Allison and Stiles see everyone's grin or smile slowly faltering, everyone doing their best to stare at one another or the table.
"What's going on?" Allison leans in towards Scott.
Scott fidgets nervously in his seat but before he can answer Matt reappears with their tray of drinks. "Okay, here we go." As he rambles off the name of each drink and passes them around, Stiles watches as Lea pulls out her phone and starts typing away. "Have you guys decided on what you're going to eat?"
"Yes." Lea answers before anyone could, plastering on a fake smile and passing Allison her phone. "Cheeseburgers all around with everything on it and fries for everyone."
"I-I'll have curly fries instead of straight." Stiles throws in as he watches Allison frown from his peripheral vision.
"Alright," Matt replies while writing it all down. "It'll be out soon."
"Thanks, Matty." Stiles calls out on instinct. When he glances back at Allison, she passes him Lea's phone and he reads what had caused her to frown just moments before. 'Vampires are here. More than one. Don't say anything that'll attract attention.'
As he passes Lea her phone back, he can see that while Lea seems at ease, everyone else looks weary. No-one seems to be saying anything so he clears his own throat before saying, "So how 'bout them Cowboys?"
Derek snorts at Stiles' obvious attempt to soothe the pack and is actually impressed when it works. "Dude, we're from California." Scott playfully shakes his head.
After a fit of nervous chuckles, the pack seems to ease into small chit-chat of anything and everything that isn't supernatural related. By the time their food arrives, they're all talking and laughing freely as if the vampires weren't even there to begin with.
Halfway through their meal, Lea can almost feel the heat of someone's gaze on her but she doesn't give in to the temptation to seek the person out. Matt, their waiter, is back and forth to their table having to constantly give them refills and Stiles ordering a second helping of curly fries. By the time they finish their food and Matt brings them the check, Derek, Allison, Stiles, and Boyd are reaching into their pockets for money.
"No, no, no." Lea stops them by whipping out a credit card from her back pocket. "Dinner is on them." She puts emphasis on the word 'them' so that the pack knows exactly who she's talking about. It's the same card that she had been using throughout the entire trip that was given to her by the Council. Shrugging, everyone puts away their cash and Lea places the card in the small booklet where Matt had left the check. When Matt comes back, Lea asks for a pen and without a second thought, Matt hands her one. "This is the pin number for the card." She tells him as she jots down the number. "And go ahead and take out a two hundred dollar tip."
"A-are you serious?" Matt stammers when Lea hands him back the book. When Lea nods and grins, he smiles back. "Thanks!"
Once out of hearing range, Stiles turns to her. "Did you really just give him a two hundred dollar tip?!"
"What?" Lea feigns innocence. "He's cute." The Pack chuckles when Stiles pouts so Lea reaches over and ruffles his hair. "But you're cuter." She winks which causes him to blush in front of their friends.
As she reaches for her glass to take a sip of her drink, her gaze unconsciously wanders around the Grill and lands on a guy at the bar who's staring at her. He's clad in his own leather jacket, icy blue eyes sparkling as they drink her in, and shaggy ink black hair that falls just right above his eyes. His facial structure is rather masculine and angular, his skin flawless, and he just radiates sex appeal. As the two of them continue to stare at one another, the mysterious stranger raises his drink in salute while smirking and winking at her, and Lea can't help but think that he's beautiful.
Inhumanely beautiful.
And then that's when she realizes that he's a vampire.
Clearing her throat, she plasters on a small smile, forcing herself to blush before turning her attention back to her friends. She sighs in relief when she notices that the Pack didn't catch her little stare-off with a vampire and silently thanks the witches that she knows for her leather bracelet that makes her scent appear human to every other supernatural being. If the bracelet hadn't been around her wrist, she's pretty certain that the vampire wouldn't have been smirking and winking at her.
When Matt brings Lea back her card, the Pack slowly stands to their feet, stretching their limbs out before heading for the exit. They're so comfortable and caught up in their good mood that none of them realize the mysterious stranger from the bar slip out through the back door.
Erica, Isaac, Scott, Allison, and Stiles are all laughing as they make their way back to their vehicles that no-one sans Derek and Boyd notice a fast moving blur, a whoosh of air, and the sudden disappearance of Lea.
Lea suddenly finds herself in a darkened alleyway, her back pressed to someone's chest, her face facing towards the opening of the alley, and a hand gripping her throat to keep her in place. "Who are you? W-what do you want?" She makes her voice tremble a bit as she lamely struggles in her captor's hold though not enough to show whoever it was that she was freakishly strong.
"I gotta admit, I'm a bit disappointed." A silky, yet masculine voice mocked right near her right ear. "I was expecting more of a struggle and tears."
"Why are you doing this?" Lea murmured as she continued her lame attempt to escape.
"Ah, ah, ah." He teased. "Your pups are coming to the rescue."
"Pups? What are you talking about?!" She played dumb.
"Damon, that's enough." Another voice sounded from behind her. "She's human. Let her go."
Lea tensed, sensing that the new voice was a vampire as well but visibly relaxed when Derek, Boyd, Scott, Isaac, and Erica came running around the corner. And a few seconds later, Allison and Stiles joined the fray.
"And now it's a party!" Lea's captor, Damon, crowed. "Sorry, little brother, but I need her to get answers. I need to know why a wolf pack is in town."
"Don't you think it's best to get answers when you're not threatening one of their pack mates? They could just be passing through." The brother responded, taking his place next to Damon and Lea managed to sneak a glance at him. Damon's little brother was anything but little. He was stockier than Damon, his muscles suiting his height, but Lea could see the resemblance in their facial structure. Where Damon had black hair, his brother's was a light brown and fluffier, standing up on end. He, too, oozing sex appeal.
"Well, well, well." Damon smirked, ignoring his brother. "It's about time you showed up." He stared down Derek who had positioned himself in front of everyone, hands fisted at his sides. "Now, what are you doing in my town?"
"Let Lea go and I might just tell you." Derek nearly growled but he managed to keep it down, his jaw clenched in anger.
"Nah. I don't think I'll do that." Damon leaned down, nuzzling his nose to the shell of Lea's ear. "She's rather pretty, don't you think?" Instead of one of the wolves doing anything, Damon was mildly surprised to see the human that Lea was sitting earlier with take a step forward, an angry scowl on his face. "Aw, would you look at that. Your boyfriend wants to rescue the damsel in distress." He squeezed her throat a little tighter and Lea grimaced. "Now, tell me what you're doing in town."
"D-don't." Lea coughed, trying to pry Damon's fingers from her throat. She didn't need the oxygen to breathe but it was still uncomfortable.
Derek turned his glare on Lea, the muscles in his jaw working overtime as he fought to not argue back. When Derek remained silent, Damon huffed out a laugh. "Oh, come on, Cujo! You gonna let a human speak for you?" Again, Derek remained silent though if looks could kill, Damon and possibly Lea would be dead. "Alright," Damon sighed dramatically. "I was playing nice just because your pet is pretty cute but if you're not going to answer, maybe I should really give you a reason." Before any of the Hale Pack could move, Damon had Lea turned around and pinned up against the nearest wall, her feet not touching the ground. "No, stop!" Stiles jerked forward but Derek caught him by the arm.
"If you don't talk, I'll kill her and then your other little pets before I take you all out one by one." Damon's gaze flickered over to Stiles.
Having heard Stiles being threatened, Lea could feel her fangs elongating but she clenched her mouth shut and willed them away. Glancing to the side, she saw Damon's little brother curiously staring at her. Anger suddenly coursed through her, catching her off guard, and she wasn't quick enough to will away the black veins. The brother saw them, his eyes widening but before he could even tell Damon, Lea had their positions reversed.
"Don't you ever threaten the Pack again." She snarled up at Damon, Damon catching the vanishing of veins beneath her eyes. "The last person to threaten them ended up dead by wolf bite." Damon made a move to push off the wall but Lea surprised him by pushing him right back and holding him there. "Don't try anything. I'm older."
The tense atmosphere was ruined by a flash going off, everyone turning to find Stiles holding up his phone towards Lea and Damon. "Really?!" Derek huffed at Stiles goofy expression.
"Yes, really!" He laughed but when everyone just looked at him as if he was crazy, he sighed in agitation. "Come on, look at them! You have to see how funny it looks with them giving each other death glares. He's all tall, dark, and dangerous and Lea's all girly and tiny."
The only one to crack a grin was Damon's little brother.
Lea shook her head playfully at Stiles, keeping her hand twisted in Damon's shirt as she held him pinned against the wall. "Seriously," Damon scowled. "What's a wolf pack doing in Mystic Falls?"
Lea turned to face him, wrinkling her nose in distaste at him. "We're here on personal business and that's all I'm telling you."
"What's a vampire doing working with a wolf pack?" Damon ignored her statement.
Lea ignored him and it was his little brother that caught her attention next. "Klaus is recruiting, isn't he? He wants to make more hybrids and you found willing wolves."
Lea, as well as the Hale Pack tensed, and Damon smirked at their reaction. Though he took the sudden mood change as if his brother had hit the nail on the head. "Sorry to burst your bubble, but Klaus' doppleganger is no longer. She's a vampire now so her blood is of no use."
Lea rolled her eyes at him but let him go, standing back to stand next to Derek. "He's not turning anyone." She scowled. "But I will be grateful if one of you were contact Niklaus and tell that wanker that 'Lea' is waiting for him right here."
Damon scoffed, believing that his little brother would do no such thing but groaned as he watched his brother pull out his phone. Lea smiled appreciatively at the little brother and watched as he pressed a few buttons before putting the phone up to his ear.
"I must say that this is a surprise. To what do I owe the pleasure, Stefan?" Niklaus' familiar voice drawled.
"Don't get too happy." Stefan frowned. "I'm just doing a favor for a girl by the name of Lea. We're standing here in the alley on the side of Mystic Grill."
"Splendid. Keep her company, will you? I'll be right there."
Stefan didn't bother replying, instead he snapped his phone shut and pocketed it. "Thank you, Stefan." Lea flashed him a brilliant smile.
Sadly, I'm afraid some of the characters, if not all, are going to OOC. I'm trying my best to keep them in character but I can't seem to keep them in all their angsty glory.
IMPORTANT AUTHOR'S NOTE: Okay, so being the amateur that I am, I didn't think everything through and making Niklaus break his hybrid curse in 1492 totally fucked up the events that took place in 'The Vampire Diaries' world. So let's just pretend that everyone, up until Elena's turning, that has died is already dead. BUT THAT'S IT! The Hunter guy never came around so Jeremy never became a Hunter; he's just a regular fighter. And Klaus is playing somewhat nice for the time being.
Alas, the last thing I should tell you is that the Originals and Lea are the only ones who have any knowledge of the vampire Council while the Salvatore brothers barely know anything about them. And MOST IMPORTANTLY, I know that in the 'Teen Wolf' realm, Stiles has some type of magic in him but in this story, he doesn't.
I hope you're not confused. If you are, just PM me.