I glared at the Beacon Hills sign as I stood at the town line. New town, new start. This place was where I had my new mission. I have to find the boy I am supposed to protect with my life. I started to walk along the road to Beacon Hills, my shotgun in hand and my duffel bag in the other. This town was full of supernatural creatures, and if any one of them put their hand on me, they would be pumped full of lead.

After walking for a few minutes, I came across a crappy motel. I shrugged and walked towards it, seeing the sign for vacancies. I quickly approached the front desk and tapped on the window separating me and the clerk.

"What'll it be, honey?" The woman questioned.

"Room for the night, please." I said sweetly, plastering on my best smile and hiding my shotgun.

"That'll be $40." She told me.

I fished in my pocket and pulled out just the right amount. "Here you go." I handed it to her.

She took the money and handed me a key. "Have a nice night, sweetheart."

"You too, ma'am." I nodded my head at her and looked down at the room key which had the number '117' imprinted on it.

I sighed as I ascended the steps to find the room. I quickly found it after walking to the end of one row. I slipped the key in the lock and twisted, pushing the door open with my shoulder. I took the key out and shut the door behind me. I propped my gun against the door, threw my duffel bag to the other side of the room, and placed the key on the dresser.

"First, find the boy. Second, protect the boy from any threats. Third, leave when the boy is no longer in danger. Just like every mission." I recited to myself as I collapsed onto the bed and laid back. I pulled out the piece of paper that had the subject's name on it. I reread the letters that spelled out 'STILES STILINSKI' in bold lettering. He was human and was friends with supernatural creatures. I rubbed my temple with my fingers as I threw the paper onto the dresser. I jolted up as my cell phone started to ring.

"Hello?" I asked as I held the device to my ear.

"Hey there, Bonnie." The familiar voice replied.

"Alicia." I smiled. "How are you?"

"I'm doing okay." She sounded tired. "Did you get your new mission?"

"Yeah. I got assigned to Beacon Hills to protect a human." I informed her, kicking off my biker boots and relaxing on the bed.

"I've been placed in London to protect some newly turned werewolf. The guy's a total asshole." She spoke snarkily. "What's the name of your guy?"

"Stiles Stilinski." I said.

"Mine's called Jackson Whittemore." She told me. "Totally hot but totally annoying."

"You find all your missions annoying." I laughed, running my hand through my hair.

"Yeah, and you find all your missions cute." She giggled like a little schoolgirl.

"That is not true!" I exclaimed. "I found one cute."

"Sure." She quipped. "Do you have to go to high school for this thing?"

"Ugh, yeah. Total nightmare. I'm not prepared to learn calculus." I sighed. "But if it's to protect this guy, I'll do anything."

"What if you fall in love with this guy?" She asked the question I was totally expecting.

"Nothing will change. I'll still protect him with my life and leave when he's safe." I chewed on my lip. "In this town, I don't think he'll ever be safe."

"Why's that?" I could hear her shuffling around as she spoke.

"Because there's been a psycho Alpha werewolf, psycho hunters and a Kanima who's venom was paralytic. Apparently, there's an Alpha pack in town." I said.

"Damn, how are you going to handle that?" She sounded surprised.

"Easily. I have a shotgun loaded with wolfsbane bullets. One of those little suckers even nicks me with their claws, and they're gonna be on the floor, crying in pain as the wolfsbane burns through their skin." I said maliciously.

"You're a little crazy, Bonnie." She said.

"You love me anyways." I chuckled.

"That I do." I knew she was nodding. "Look, I gotta go. The Whittemore kid is trying to interrogate me. I'll talk to you tomorrow."

"Bye, Alicia." I pulled the device away from my ear and pressed the 'End Call' button. I threw the phone onto the bed and groaned, rubbing my eyes with my palms.

"OK, time to sleep. Got a big day tomorrow." I told myself and curled up on the bed, reaching over to switch off the lamp. Once the room was completely dark, I shut my eyes and managed to slip in a deep sleep.

Okay, this is not the other Teen Wolf story I was talking about! This story is about Bonnie Auryon, a girl who has been assigned to protect Stiles from anything that comes to harm him. What she is may be revealed in the next chapter, but I can tell you this, she's not really a hunter. She knows the Argent family, though. Old friends. Allison does not know about her, though. Scott may act hostile towards her as new people always seem to be suspicious in Beacon Hills. I promise it won't take long to identify what she is. It may be a surprise because I don't think this supernatural creature has been in a Teen Wolf story before. Fair warning, this is a Stiles/OC fanfiction, so yes she will be falling in love with him, and yes she will hate Malia. Sorry. More will be explained about her in the next couple chapters! Please review, it would make my day!