Title: Out of the Woods
Summary: She thought their world was done changing the day their mother died. Scarlet Stilinski couldn't have been more wrong. After a traumatic incident, Scott McCall became a werewolf exposing the world of the supernatural that he nor the Stilinski twins ever knew existed. This is the story of Scarlet's struggle to navigate through adolescence and the supernatural.
Characters: Stiles Stilinski, Scarlet Stilinski(OC), Scott McCall, Allison Argent, Derek Hale, Lydia Martin, and others.
Disclaimer: Everything you see here belongs to Jeff Davis and MTV.
A/N: My first Teen Wolf fic. It's sort of Teen Wolf with an added living female Stilinski. I've seen a few similar stories around here and couldn't resist trying my hand at my own.
Out of the Woods
Nothing exciting ever happens in Beacon Hills.
She could kill Scott McCall for ever saying that. Or her twin brother Stiles for even thinking that looking for the missing half of a dead body was in any way exciting. However, Scarlet Stilinski knew she only had herself to blame for agreeing to go along with the crazy idea. Now they were trapped in the Beacon Hills preserves at night hidden behind a log while officers combed through the area. Of course the officers would be looking for the absent half of the corpse too. Scott was lagging behind the twins teetering on the very edge of an asthma attack wheezing as he puffed on his inhaler. It was one of the many reasons why this was so not a good idea in the first place. Concerned, she bit her lip as she quietly moved back to crouch beside Scott. It was at that moment that Stiles had the brilliant idea to run out from behind the log inadvertently catching the attention of the police dogs which naturally caught the attention of the officers. She swore under breath when she heard their father's voice. It made sense that he was there since he was the sheriff and all.
The beam of the sheriff's flashlight shone over the area that Stiles had run out from narrowly missing the two teenagers who were still hidden in the darkness, "Stiles, where's your partner in crime? Scott, are you out here?"
"Who? Scott? He's, uh, at home. Excited for the first day back at school tomorrow, you know?" He stammered hoping his father bought it.
Satisfied for now, the sheriff walked Stiles back to his jeep lecturing him on invasion of privacy and trespassing on private property. "Now, you're going to get into your car and drive home, you understand me? We'll talk about your punishment when we get home."
"But Dad..." Stiles stopped beside his jeep before he trailed off as he received a text from his sister saying they were going to meet him there.
He sighed as he rubbed at his forehead in annoyance, "No buts. Just go."
Unaware of the predicament that Stiles was in, his sister and Scott were slowly making their way back the way they came. The surroundings all looked the same and soon enough they were lost. Not wanting Scott to panic himself into another attack, Scarlet veered left and kept walking with him through the wooded area. They kept going until they reached a somewhat clearer area. It was then that they noticed the remains. Her eyes widened as her lips parted to release a scream, but nothing came out. She turned away burying her face against Scott's chest upset over what they had just found. He held her tight comforting her as he tried not to look at the remains. A howl echoed through the night air startling them apart. Red eyes glowed as the inhaler fell out of Scott's hand without a sound. The beast snarled as the two teens took off in what they hoped was the direction of Stiles' jeep. They weren't fast enough to outrun whatever it was that chased them and Scott cried out as he paid the price by being bitten.
"Scott!"
Distress was evident upon the teenager's face as he tried to fend off the beast, "Go!"
"I'm sorry!" With that said, she ran off as tears began to stream down her face.
Her vision blurred as more tears fell and it wasn't long before she collided with something. Or someone to be exact. The shock of it all finally sunk in causing her to pass out.
It was the next morning when she finally came to only to find herself in her bed. She had hoped that it had only been one very vivid terrible dream, but one look at what she was still wearing told her otherwise. One hot shower later and she was beginning to feel like herself again. She opted for a simple outfit today of a t shirt, jeans, and one of Stiles' lacrosse hoodies. With her dark shoulder length hair pulled back into a ponytail, Scarlet skipped her make up for today and slid on her sneakers. Grabbing her bag, the brunette headed downstairs only to find her twin brother acting like his usual self at the breakfast table. She put on a smile having breakfast with her dad and brother quickly before the twins headed outside to Stiles' jeep. Scarlet was surprisingly silent for most of the ride to school until the jeep pulled into the parking lot.
"How can you be so chipper, Stiles? Scott died last night."
"What are you talking about? He's right over there." Stiles gestured toward the school where his best friend stood waiting for them.
The brunette practically jumped out of the jeep running over and hugging the teenage boy tightly causing him to wince as he returned the hug, "Whoa, easy there. I'm alright."
"How?" She asked curiously unsure how he managed to get away alive.
As Stiles reached them, Scott lifted up his shirt a bit to show the bandage that was affixed onto his left side, "Just a bite. It was dark out, but I think it was a wolf."
"That would explain the howl."
"No way. There haven't been wolves in California for like sixty years." Stiles interjected as Scott let go of his shirt letting it hide the bandage again.
He just shook his head as they walked into Beacon Hills High School, "Then you also won't believe that we found the body."
"Are you kidding me?"
"I wish he was. I'm going to have nightmares for weeks." Scarlet shuddered at the thought.
They were in English class when a pretty brunette with dark brown eyes entered the room. Her name was Allison Argent and she was clearly nervous about being the new kid. Scarlet smiled warmly gesturing to the empty desk beside her which just happened to be the one behind Scott. The rest of the day dragged on until the final bell rang. As the boys headed to lacrosse practice, Scarlet walked into the parking lot with Allison. A rather large red SUV had pulled up drawing her curiosity as an older good looking man stepped out. It was his mega watt grin toward the girl beside her that made her realize that he was Allison's father.
"Dad. Hey. Oh, this is Scarlet Stilinski. Scarlet, this is my dad." Allison introduced her new friend and her father awkwardly.
"It's nice to meet you, Mr. Argent. Welcome to Beacon Hills." She smiled warmly at the older man.
Chris Argent nodded his head returning the smile, "I'm glad to see Allison's already making some friends. Thank you. Stilinski? You're the Sheriff's daughter."
"That's right. I am. Oh I should probably be going. It was nice meeting you, Mr. Argent. I'll see you tomorrow, Allison." Scarlet smiled waving at them as she made her way over toward Stiles' jeep.
She was already done with her homework by the time Scott and Stiles arrived back at the jeep. They were talking about Scott's amazing catch at practice today. It was Scott mentioning that he was hearing things that he shouldn't be hearing and smelling things he shouldn't be able to smell that made her head snap up.
"So it's been like this since the bite? If I didn't know any better, I'd say you had Lycanthropy." Stiles teased only to get his arm smacked by his sister.
"He's not a werewolf. They don't exist." She rolled her eyes knowing there had to be a reasonable explanation for all of this.
Scott shook his head at their antics as he climbed into the jeep, "Anyway, we're going back to the preserves now, right?"
"Right."
"Uh no. No, I'm not going back there." She refused as she sat up straight in the jeep.
"Scar..."
"I said no."
Wrapping his arm around her shoulders, Scott gave her a half hug, "Hey, I get it. Last night was scary as hell. We're not going to force you to go if you don't want to. But the sun is out and we're not going to let anything happen to you. We'll just get my inhaler and go."
"Fine, but then you're getting me curly fries."
The preserves were easier to maneuver around in the daylight. It didn't take long for the trio to find their way back to the spot where Scott and Scarlet had discovered the dead body. Except this time it was gone along with his inhaler.
"Maybe the killer moved the body." She suggested as they began looking for the missing inhaler.
Scott shook his head not seeing what he was looking for, "Well I hope they left the inhaler. That thing cost eighty bucks."
Before she could process what was happening, Scarlet was yanked up to her feet by her twin brother. She was confused at first until she saw what the boys were looking at. In the distance, there was a guy watching them. He was clad in all black and his menacing stare softened a bit when their eyes met. He tossed something toward them and it wasn't until Scott caught it that she realized it was his missing inhaler.
His chiseled face grew menacing again, "This is private property."
"Sorry man, we didn't know. We were just looking for the inhaler." Stiles stammered placing his arm in front of his sister protectively.
Rolling her eyes, she grabbed her brother and their friend hightailing it back to the jeep. It was only when they drove away from the preserves that she realized something.
"How did I get home last night?"
"I don't know. You were passed out in your bed and the window was open. I took your shoes off and closed it. Told Dad you were tired after hanging with your friends all day." Stiles explained as his eyes remained focused on the road.
"Thanks. All I remember is running and then passing out. You don't think that guy brought me home, do you?"
"That guy? Sis, that guy is Derek Hale."
"Wait, the Derek Hale?"
It was then that Scott interjected, "Who is Derek Hale?"
"You remember, don't you? Few years older than us. His family died in that horrible house fire. It was like six years ago, I think. They lived not too far from Lydia Martin actually." Scarlet remarked refreshing their friend's memory.
He nodded his head as he began to remember, "Right, Derek."
"Oh speaking of family, I met Allison's dad today. He's hot. I see where she gets her good looks from."
"Gross." Stiles visibly grimaced before chuckling slightly.