Author's Notes: I do not own any of the Teen Wolf characters the only characters I own are Sage Ackley and her family! Enjoy!

Chapter 1

Sage Ackley hated moving, she hated boxes and musty homes that smelled of other tenants, she hated lugging her meager belongings into a blank room, she hated hearing her aunt's pep talks about making new friends and all of this being an adventure. She hated new schools and new peers, Sage absolutely hated every aspect of moving and yet here she was unpacking the belongings left between herself and her aunt Joyce. This had been the fourth move in three years and to say it was taking a toll on Sage would be an understatement. Sure she understood the necessity of it but it didn't make it any easier to leave as soon as she would start to get comfortable in a new place. It felt like every time she was just starting to make friends and get into her routine her aunt would rip the rug from under her and make her move to another foreign place. This time it was to a sleepy town known as Beacon Hills, a lush green area that held dark secrets that Sage knew all to well. As Sage unpacked the last rack of dishes her mind replayed the memory of her aunt storming into the living room two nights ago muttering about leaving.

"Sage back your things were leaving tomorrow afternoon, anything you don't pack tonight and tomorrow morning stays behind." Joyce's voice quivered the last part and Sage could practically feel her resolve slipping as she look onto Sage's fallen face.

"Joyce what happened I thought we were finally going to settle here."

Sage watched as her aunt started chewing on her left thumb, a tick she did only when she had to break bad news to her.

"I know sweetie I really thought the council was done moving us, but there has been a, well an issue and Alan needs my help."

Dropping her hazel eyes on the book she was reading before her aunt stormed in, Sage let the words roll through her head as she processed everything Joyce had said. If this was council business then Joyce would need her help and Sage really hated dealing with the supernatural.

"What are we dealing with?" Joyce shook her head at her question.

"Not we just me, you will continue on with your studies at school and Deaton has offered to help you with your druid studies but you will not be anymore involved. You're only sixteen and you don't need to be apart of this if you don't have to."

Sage was somewhat relieved that her aunt wouldn't be forcing her into council business, as much as she wanted to help a bigger part of her just wanted to be normal and it looked as if her aunt agreed.

"Ok I'll start packing my bags." With a final look towards Joyce they both shared a sad smile, Sage could see that this move was something neither of them wanted.

Hearing a crash from the living room Sage was ripped from her memories and brought back to her dreaded reality. Following the noise of the crash Sage found her aunt surrounded by mountain ash muttering cruses and blowing her thick curly brown hair out of her face. Sage took her time to examine the woman who was always mistaken for her sister, they had similar build both standing at 5'7 and slim bodies, both sported thick brown hair the only difference being Sage's hair held soft waves while her aunts was a curly mess, they both held signature hazel eyes that ran in their once big family and though her aunt was thirty she looked much younger, most people never got close to guessing her actual age.

Sage was caught staring and she couldn't help but smirk at the scene before her, her aunt looked like a cartoon character with messy hair and flailing limbs.

"You could help you know."

Joyce voice came out sharp and Sage had to physically stop herself breaking out into full belly laughter at the scene, people mostly assumed they had similar personalties since they looked so much a like but those people were sorely mistaken, Sage and Joyce couldn't be more different. Sage was carefree and had a permanent smirk on her face, because she was usually laughing with someone or at someone, but Joyce was serious and had crease lines from always frowning.

"I could help you but then I'd miss the show of you fumbling about."

Joyce started to glare at the young woman but couldn't stop the small smile filling her face, though the older woman was serious and rigid she had a soft spot for her niece and some how she always managed to make Joyce lighten up.

"You're twisted you know, getting pleasure out of watching your poor aunt make a fool out of herself."

Sage raised her brows at her aunt always thrown off on the rare occasions she would banter with her.

"I can't help that its the little things in life that bring me joy."

Joyce rolled her eyes in show at her niece then grabbed a handful of the mountain ash and threw it in her direction grinning like a small child. Shrieking Sage dogged the dust flying her way and retreated behind the couch her hands up in defeat.

"You win, I'll help."

Sending a final smile to her still laughing aunt Sage found the broom in the kitchen and allowed herself the small notion that maybe this place could be home at least for a bit. Once she returned to the living room broom in hand the two women got to work cleaning up the large mess of ash in a comfortable silence. It wasn't long though that Joyce was bringing up what Sage's soon to be new work place.

"So I talked to Alan this morning and he's agreed to let you work at the animal clinic after school."

Sage nodded her head automatically excited to learn from another druid besides her aunt and late father, though Deaton was a healer like her aunt, Sage was sure the man would have some tips for her elemental problem.

"Whats the name of this place?"

"Beacon Hills Animal Clinic, its about a 10 minute drive from here, shouldn't take you long to get there."

Joyce's voice raised just a slight octave at the end of her words and when she turned to question the tone in her voice her aunt was already starting a rant.

"I just want you to promise me that no matter what Deaton teaches you or what you see you will stay out of this. You focus on your studies and thats it, let me deal with the wolves."

Sage couldn't help but cringe at the last part, even though she had always been surrounded by the notion of supernatural creatures since birth this would be the first time that she might actually have to deal with them since her father passed and that just didn't sit well in her stomach.

"I promise Joyce nothing but school and work for me. You seriously don't have to worry about me going on the hunt for some new furry friends." Joyce gave her a very pointed look of annoyance at her terminology which only made Sage's face break out into a huge grin.

"You're not funny you know that right."

"Most people think Im a laugh a minute its only you who is immune to my charms."

Rolling her eyes for the second time at the young girl Joyce went back into silent concentration as she picked large pieces of glass off the hard wood floors while Sage swept up the last of the ash glad to know that at least some of the time she was able to get her aunt out of her own head. Once the job was done both girls made their way into the kitchen and got to work making a mid day snack before they tackled into the rest of unpacking. It was while they were eating their sandwiches that Sage got the courage to ask her aunt what had been on her mind since the older woman told her she would be learning from Deaton.

"So this friend of yours the vet will he be able to help me control whatever it is I do? Because Ive only met one other druid with my same 'gift' and well now he's dead too."

Sage hated talking about her father and the only times she was able to stomach the notion of him being gone was by making a big joke out of it, like the situation was so ridiculous that it just had to be laughed at. However where Sage liked to make a sarcastic notion out her fathers death her aunt was very tight lipped about the whole situation and tried to avoid talking about it as much as possible.

"Well you know as well as I do that elementals are harder to come by but Deaton is more than just a healer, he has experience with a lot more of our people than even your father and I did, so if anyone can help you to control the earth around you, its him."

Sage raised her eyebrows at her aunt surprised to hear the man had earned the hardest thing to come by, her aunts praise. Nodding her head in understanding Sage went back to picking at her sandwich trying to calm the nerves in her stomach, soon she would be starting a new school, a new job, learning to control her gifts, oh and on top of that trying to avoid creatures of the night. This year was going to be rough and when her aunt looked out at the window see the light skies turn to a pale grey she gave her niece a look of worry and both knew that tonight there would be rain, and lots of it.