A/N: Alright, so this is another fic that I decided to write because I've loved this show ever since it first came on TV. So to express my love, I've decided to write this. This is a Derek Hale x OC. Special thanks to CaptainAmericanna for listening to my ideas flow and helping me edit. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Wolf or any of the other characters besides my own. God bless Jeff Davis.
Chapter 1: Wolf Moon
Most teenage girls usually have simple things to deal with in high school. Boy trouble, acne, grades, friends, and so on and so forth. Me? I got to spend my high school years dealing with the supernatural things of this world. More specifically, a town in California called Beacons Hills. Now don't get me wrong, I still had to deal with the normal things that a hormonal adolescent had to deal with. But even with all the hardships I've faced, I was never alone.
This is the story about a girl who found who she really was, and just what she was meant to do in this world.
"Remind me again, why the hell we're out in the middle of the night? It's freezing, I'm hungry and I want to go back home." Stiles looked over at the girl exasperatedly. "Well, princess, I'm sorry to have disturbed your life of luxury." Millie raised her eyebrow as she replied. "Oh I'm sorry, I didn't realize you did all the laundry and cooked all the meals and cleaned the house and-"
"Ok ok, I get it, but you know why we're here but I guess I'll remind you, again. We're here to get Scott to go and find the dead body." Stiles walked a few paces and then suddenly stalled. "Wait, what do you mean cold? You're never cold." Millie rolled her eyes. "You can at least pretend that I get cold for once. What makes you think Scott's going to want to go with you to find the dead body anyway, I think he's more concerned with school, or should I say the thought of possibly making first line." Millie stalled for a moment before continuing. "and you should follow his example." Stiles chose to ignore the little snide comment. "Well he's my-" Millie gave him a glare. "our best friend. Of course he's going to want to go find it. I didn't force you to come with me you know."
By this time, they had reached Scott's house where Stiles began to climb up on the top of the porch.
"No, but someone needs to watch your dumb ass…now get the hell down from-" She was cut off by the door opening. She sighed as Scott walked out of the house with a wooden bat in hand. As Scott reached the edge of the porch, he peered over, and just as he did, Stile's fell and hung down from the porch upside down and they both let out a scream.
"Stiles! What the hell are you doing?!"
"You weren't answering your phone!" Stiles looked at the bat in Scott's hand.
"Why do you have a bat?" Scott glanced at his bat then threw his hands out.
"I thought you were a predator."
"He does seem like a very poor heroin addict…" Scott finally noticed Millie standing there. "Millie! When did you get here?" Her face turned into one of annoyance. "I've been here the whole time, dumb ass." Scott winced slightly at his own stupidity. "Right, you two go everywhere together…stupid question." Stiles, completely ignoring the conversation between the two, was in slight disbelief for a brief moment.
"A pre-" Stiles huffed and made all kinds of hand gestures. "Ok, I know it's late but you've got to hear this. Our dad left 20 minutes ago on a dispatch call, they're bringing in every officer in Beacon Hills department and even the state police." Millie groaned loudly and gave Stiles an irritated look. "Damn it Stiles, how many times have we told you to mind your own business."
"Oh come on Millie, where's your love of adventure at?"
"Love of- I'm about to show you your love of an ambulance."
Before any argument could be started between the two siblings, Scott replied in confusion. "For what?" Stiles looked back over at Scott. "Two joggers found a body in the woods." Stiles finally jumped down and almost fell over on Millie, Scott looked down at them from the porch. "A dead body?" Stiles and Millie gave him a look to visibly show how stupid his question was. "No, a body of water. Yes, dumb ass, a dead body." Stiles hopped up on the porch and helped Millie up as her face grew slightly annoyed. "I could've gone up the steps." She muttered grumpily.
"Excuse me for being polite." Stiles replied teasingly. Scott spoke up. "You mean like murder?" Millie answered this time. "Nobody knows yet, they just said it was a girl, maybe in her 20's." Stiles gave her a look of shock but also amusement. "See, I'm not the only one who can't mind my own business." Millie huffed and rolled her eyes. "I only did it out of concern for our dad's well-being."
"Whatever helps you sleep at night."
"If they found the body, then what are they looking for?" Stiles instantly lights up. "That's the best part…they only found half of the body." Scott's eyes widened and his jaw went slack while Stiles grinned and gave a knowing look to Millie's mischievous grin. "We're going."
At Beacon Hills Preserve
Scott, Millie, and Stiles all got out of Stiles' Jeep. Scott seemed a little uneasy. "Are we seriously doing this?" Stiles walked past him with Millie in tow. "You're the one always bitching about nothing ever happening in this town." Scott stopped. "I was trying to get a good night's sleep before practice tomorrow." Scott started following the twins in front of him. "Scott, you know I love you but you get out of breath walking up hills. I don't think running and slamming your body weight into another guy is going to help your situation any." Millie remarked. Stiles piped in. "Right? Because sitting on the bench is really an effort."
"Guys, I'm playing this year, in fact, I'm making first line." Laughter comes from a certain short brunette as she follows Stiles further into the woods. "Hey! That's the spirit! Everyone should have a dream. Even a pathetically unrealistic one." Millie eventually calms down as Scott lags behind. "Just out of curiosity, what part of the body are we looking for?" Stiles thinks it over as he continues walking. "Huh, well uh, I didn't think about that." Millie slapped a hand against her face. "When do you ever think?" Scott looked around their surroundings. "And uh…what if the killer of the body is still out here?" Stiles shook his head. "Also something I didn't think about." Millie groaned. "Damn it Stiles."
"What? Can you blame me? You're the one who usually thinks our elaborate plans of mischief out."
"When did it become my responsibility?"
"…because."
"Fantastic reasoning, Stiles. Really. Give yourself a hand." The three started climbing up a hill when Scott said, slightly out of breath. "Glad to know you planned this out with your usual attention to detail, maybe the severe asthmatic should be the one holding the flashlight." Scott stopped to use his inhaler as Millie waited for him. After Scott regained some of his breathing, they both followed Stiles and immediately laid next to him on the ground as police officers and dogs came into view. "Come on." Stiles got up and ran off. Scott shuffled and took another huff of his inhaler and Millie struggled to get up as they both yelled. "Wait!" Stiles was still going and had the other two lagging behind him as they all tried to avoid detection. Scott called for Stiles one more time and Stiles stopped to look around for the other two. A bark was heard and it was too late. He was caught. Millie and Scott both took cover behind a tree.
Damn it Stiles. You might be my older brother but you suck at sneaking around.
"So where's your usual partners in crime?"
"Who Scott and Millie? They're both at home; Scott wanted a good night's sleep for the first day back at school tomorrow. And Millie, well she's Millie. It's just me….in the woods…alone." Sherriff Stilinski gave his son a look of disbelief, then shone a light towards the tree and called out. "Scott? Millie? You out there?" The Sherriff sighed and grabbed his son and took him back to the car.
Well crap.
Millie walked over to Scott after the coast was clear. "I guess we need to find our way back to the Jeep." Scott glanced around to see if anyone was in the area. "Yea, I guess you're right…" Millie gave him a look. "Of course I am." Scott rolled his eyes at his friend's confidence; they both started on their way soon after. As they were walking, Millie stopped and Scott, being oblivious as usual, nearly ran over Millie.
"Do you hear that?" Scott glanced around and tuned his hearing. "Yea…" All of a sudden, deer came running out from the trees and trampled all over the two teens. Both hit the ground, Millie curled into a ball to possibly protect herself more.
Once the deer left, Scott and Millie got up and gathered themselves. Millie looked around confused. Why is everything blurry? She felt her face and realized in silent horror that her glasses had fallen off her face. Oh great, that's wonderful, I didn't want to see or anything, vision isn't beneficial in the dark woods at 9:30 at night. Millie turned her head over to what she assumed was Scott and squinted. "You ok?" Scott looked at her and nodded. "Yea, but I dropped my inhaler, can you help me look?" Millie's face morphed into what could only be a "You're completely and utterly stupid," look,as Scott looked at her face and realized her glasses were off. "Oh…" Millie's eye twitched. "Yea." Millie said bitterly. Scott started looking around with his phone for her glasses and his inhaler; he glanced in Millie's direction. "You just um…stay." Millie glared. "Well what else am I going to do? Go light a house on fire?" Millie replied sarcastically as she sat down where she stood and pulled her phone out to maybe shine some light. "I really don't understand how you work." Millie smirked. "I show affection to those I hold dear through pain. Now whether that's physical or mental pain…well that just depends on who you are and the mood I'm in."
As Millie sat there, she felt eyes on them, when she lifted her gaze towards the dark part of the trees; she could barely make out two glowing red eyes. As she went to tell Scott, she heard him scream and quickly looked his way to see him falling backwards down a hill. Millie crawled over quickly and as best as she could. "Scott!" She looked around quickly to see what had frightened him so much, but as she did, she felt something sharp impale her arm. She screamed and just as quickly as the sharp pain came, it left, leaving only an aching and stinging feeling in her arm. When she looked at her now injured arm, all she could see was blood. When she had her bearings somewhat together, she heard Scott calling her name. "Millie?!" She ripped half of her shirt off. "I'm ok! Something just attacked me, I don't know what though!" She quickly wrapped the ripped fabric around her arm to help stop the bleeding and quickly ran over to where she heard Scott calling. "Are you hurt?!" Millie looked at her arm and sighed at the already reddening cloth on her arm. "Yea, but I'll be fine!" She gazed down the hill and found what she could only assume was Scott's form. But just as she was about to go down to him, he looked in horror at something a small distance away. Then, something ferociously large made him fall to the ground. Millie screamed out in horror, fearing the worst. "SCOTT!" Millie slid down the hill and just as Scott got up and started running after she had made it down the hill and grabbed her non-injured arm. They ran all the way, with Scott in front, onto a road, nearly getting run over by a vehicle. They stopped, out of breath and panting, they looked at each other and then Scott winced. Millie looked over at him, knowingly. "Let me see." Scott sighed and lifted up his shirt, and on his side, was a bite mark. "What happened to your shirt?" Millie showed him her wound and covered it back up. Scott looked at his own wound and when he looked up, off in the distance, a wolf's howl could be heard.
A/N: Thanks for reading! I have so much planned for this story, I already have maybe 5 more chapters done and they'll be up on Saturday's every week (hopefully) but I make no promises. Follow, Favorite, Review!