Arthur's Note: This is my first upload from two first that role-play these characters extremely well. With their permission to post their story for you all to read, I give you a very detailed, two person view at something I thought would be an interesting addition to the Teen Wolf Saga. I hope you enjoy their stories.

Side Note: The "..." is what separates each of their own additions to the stories. Sometimes they will take control of each others characters because that know each other that well. If you wish to contact them, they are on a website called Rolepages. Look for their names.

Chapter 1: Change

She signed off on some of the larger items, her furniture, sofa, etc. She was happy with the new house, even if it was an arm and a leg. The trucks moved, revealing her old classic 1965 Mustang dark blue sitting in the drive. She put her hands on her hips looking over the bright day sky. She loved it here, glancing around, she could tell she was being watched, and not just by the perverted movers.

Oh no, these eyes were different, they were aware, they knew what she was, or could tell something was different. That took a special kind of sense, someone who had still been dealing with figuring out who and what they were. She nodded her head and laughed at one of the movers questions before turning back glancing out at the woods just across the street. She didn't see anyone out there, but she still knew they were there. She wouldn't keep it a secret, she had lived way to long for that.

Grinning, she turned and walked inside to finish out her moving making sure things went into the right places and people didn't break things. She would leave the mystery for whoever was watching her. One mystery that still flooded her was a feeling, a feeling of change. It was something she hadn't felt in a long time since the first wars she had to deal with back in the dark ages against her own people. Change that this time would be different, she would find something here. It was the only feeling that made her want to stay in this town, to buy the house and watch what would happen.

...

He came slowly through the trees looking over the moving trucks and people shouting over where to put things. He felt it, something was here, something that would change everything. Again. Just what he needed, something else to come into town and make him stay here, half in Scott's pack while the other foot stays outside of it to gather other sources of knowledge.

Now, right now, he spotted the woman who was going to be changing everything. The look of her skin, the beat of her heart, it all made his heart skip with both trouble and confusion. Why couldn't he figure out how someone so simple could be the center of the change? That is when he noticed her heart beat, her own heart beat. It was as calm and slow as it could be, even when she laughed. Normally, heart beats speed up when one laughs but not hers, it was steady, calm, almost like it was to old to react to such a thing.

This time, he just squinted his eyes, watched and waited...Those blue eyes. They almost looked as if they were looking right at him.

He licked his lips and disappeared back into the shadows. Silence, darkness, it was something he always knew, always felt, nothing else this extraordinary had ever come into the line-sight of his world. Whatever this was was old and powerful. It confused him beyond belief, it frightened him.

Returning to his loft, he tossed down the keys on the table. His uncle look up from his news paper as he sight on the couch. "You know, those do break at times, that car key is expensive."

Derek glanced over at him with a ruffled glare and shook his head. "Whatever."

His uncle put down the paper and raised a brow. "What has you all worked up? I can literary smell the anxiety coming off of you."

Derek shook his head. "I don't know, I don't know who or what she is, but the feeling I get is, is," He rubbed his hand through is hair in frustration.
His uncle nodded knowingly. "Ah, love at first sight?"

Derek dropped his hands and glared at him. "I should kill you, right here, again." His voice dead serious.

Peter just laughed and stood up. "I kid, joke, haha?" He rolled his eyes and nodded his head. "Alright, alright. What is it you get off of this mystery newcomer?"

"Old, steady," He looked out the window in the direction in which she lived. "Powerful, there is no scent to her, like she had learned to mask it. I have never felt such, pain, such confusion from one single person before."

Peter almost seemed baffled by his nephew's description. "Sounds like my kind of woman, also someone we should keep on the radar. I'll track her for now, go tell Scott and the others. They need to know."

Derek nodded in the middle of his jumping description before taking up his keys again to leave. Peter just grinned after he had left. "This could work out better than I had planned..."

...

She on the other hand, had already sank her claws deeper into the town than he would expect her to. She was already at the school by the time Derek would be waiting for Scott, Stiles and Issac at Lacrosse practice. She was helping the coach with practice it seemed, rather good at the game herself, but that would be due to whatever she may have been.

She leaped into the air and over stepped Scott going across the field for a goal. She was giving them pointers and joking around with a few of them. She tapped Scott's helmet and challenged him again even if Scott did look confused on how she out maneuvered him. The way her body would twist and turn, it was like she had already seen where he would step 3 moves ahead of what he would.

Amazingly, coach would call time on practice and that left her with picking up a few of her things by the goal as Scott and Stiles would meet at the benches talking about the recent killings and on their own turn of events. This one though, they wouldn't see coming.

Derek could kill them, both of them, right then, but instead of doing just that he came under the bleachers gripping both of their ankles. "You two, down here, now!" He growled at them and let them both go. Stiles couldn't have reacted better, almost letting out a loud squeal before hearing Derek's voice and Scott let out a growl.

"Jesus Derek!" Scott stood up and jumped down off the bleachers going around towards him.

Derek took Scott by the jersey before pulling him under the cover of the bleachers. He looked over at the woman before looking at him. "I have my reason, you do not feel that? From her?" He nodded at the woman.

Scott looked over at her than to Derek just as Scott rounded the bleachers. "Feel what? What are you talking ab-" He cut himself off before taking a moment for it to click. That sudden sinking feeling hit him like a ton of bricks. He hadn't noticed it before, but now, given the moment to think...

Scott looked back through the cracks in the bleachers looking at the woman. "Her name is Ms. Sun, is he is the new art teacher and helping coach with our practices..." He looked back to Derek and at Stiles. "Could she be responsible for the bodies?"

Derek's eyes widened. "Bodies?" he looked at them both. Stiles looked almost pale white. "What bodies?"

Stiles shook his head. "M-My dad just found two bodies in the woods, again, this time mauled so bad they had to use dental records to identify them..."
"What do you think she is? That would explain why I can't get a scent on her," Scott mumbled.

Derek paced back and fortieth. "I don't know, but whatever she is, is powerful, I haven't felt such a thing in a very long time."

Stiles grinned nervously. "You sure its not just a crush feeling?"

Derek glared so hard at Stiles, it made him gulp.