A/N: This is my very first fanfic...so please be gentle with me. If it's horrible let me know. You can say ' this sucks' or 'Go back to just reading instead of writing.' This is too long' 'Go knit a sweater or something.' lol I don't know why that came to my head...but anyways.

You know, things like that. Honesty is much appreciated...I'm so obsessed with Derek (like many of us are) and the whole teen wolf gang. So I just had to try and write something with them once at least. If the translation wrong or if it doesn't make sense, I'm sorry I used bing translator.

Rated M for language and later sexual content. Maybe lemon/ Lime and all that jazz later on.

I own nothing except for the new character's mentioned in the beginning...this all belongs to Jeff Davis. But if I did own the boys of the show, oh the things I would do to them. :) (Cue evil laughter)

Summery: What if the people she was raised to hate...to kill even, where the same kind people who've saved her. Niki and her family move to beacon hills after her father gets words of supernatural activity there. Her father is a hunter which in turn makes her into one. He taught her no fear, no emotions, no distractions. Just follow orders and kill. Will she learn to break habit? Will this new town, new friends, and possibly a new love interest change her? Or will her father squash her happiness again?

Here we go...

~Elixir~

Thump, Thump, Thump

The music boomed from inside the club called Rumors. Kim, Dustin, Victor, Mitch, Mya and I walked through the hanging beads towards an empty table. Where we take location to order our drinks, I quickly go to the dance floor with Dustin.

"I can't believe that worked." I say with a laugh while looking up into his face, then down at my new amazingly accurate fake I.D.

"Didn't I tell you it would? I know people who can do amazing things with computers. I'm amazing, I know. You don't even have to say it." He smiles his 'you're-really-turned-on-by-me-right-now' grins. I roll my eyes, but I couldn't stop the smile that found itself onto my lips.

"Yeah, Yeah. You're all the rage." I stick my tongue out at him.

"Okay...first off, I don't appreciate the sarcasm. And second of all I know you like me, so the little flirting thing you're doing right now...I don't mind it." He spins me before I had the chance to even respond. Dipping us quickly, pulling my body close to his...this bastard knows that I love a man who can dance.

"Rather, I like you or not doesn't matter when you act all full of yourself. Don't get it twisted Dustin, I could have anyone I wanted. And as far as your good looks goes they are a dime a dozen." I say a matter-of-factly. He fakes a hurt expression...taking my hand in his while leading me to our groups table.

"You don't think they're here, do you?" Mya says with a stern look on her face.

"Yeah, I've seen a few in the bathroom and in the V.I.P booths over there." Mitch jerks his head in the direction towards the back of the club, where a little group had gathered.

"So? How are we going to handle this? Am I going to go over there...or what?" I asked. Picking my shot up tossing it back, before slamming it down on the table. Letting that great burning sensation, make its way down my throat.

"I don't think you have to try too hard...because there seems to be an admirer of yours, Miss Nichole." Kim points across the dance floor, and low and behold there was a man standing by the back wall with very pale skin and blonde hair that was staring right at me. Taking another shot from the table before rising it up into the air towards him with a small smile on my face to which he returned.

"So what do we think?" I asked them as I turned back to my five friends awaiting their assessment. Kim was the first one to speak.

"Βαμπίρ" She nods bringing her drink up to her mouth taking a sip.

"Ναι, αλλά δεν μπορεί μια ήταν λύκος έχουν ανοιχτόχρωμο δέρμα; απλώς δεν μπορούμε να υποθέσουμε." I say getting a nod of agreement from all of them.

"Vi har behandelt den typen av varulvar innan... men jag förstår inte att vibe från honom. Mina röster vampyr." Victor has his eyes on something in the corner by the bar. My curiosity gets the best of me and I turn in the direction he was looking to see a redhead with a skin-tight dress with big breast. Just his type I think.

"Du kan bara vara rätt, Victor. Men jag kan se ditt intresse är i röd huvudet i baren...Du vill att jag ska gå och prata med henne för dig?" I say, as I start walking away before he could really hear me.

"Wait! What? No Niki, come back. No Nichole!" He yelled/whispered, but I come hear him clearly. I chuckled when before I even made it over to her, Victor was right next to me...pushing me more towards the front of the bar. Sitting on one of the bar stools, I laugh to myself as Victor tries to nonchalantly talk to said red head, and telling by her over the top laughter he was doing a pretty good job.

Enjoying the music and Victor's macin' game, I was rather entertained by the events tonight. Within that moment things seem to slow down the music seems to drown out, the hairs on my neck started to stand up, glancing over at Victor. He seemed to feel the vibes too.

"Excuse me, miss?" A voice came from my left drew me back to the now as all the sounds of the bar comes back into focus.

"Yes?" I turned slowly towards the voice with a smile.

"I don't mean to be forward, but can I have this dance?" This young man who I wasn't expecting to see standing there asked politely. He was not that much taller than me with brown hair, bluish eyes and a lean build. If it was any other night I would've said yes, but I'm not here to play...unfortunately.

"Um...I would love to but-" I was cut off by the quick elbow to my side from Victor urging me on.

"But...?" He seemed to be waiting for the same excuse girls used 'Oh, I have a boyfriend.' Or 'I'm not into boys even though, as soon as the guy walks away she bumping and grinding up against another guy who is clearly a player. I've heard someone say that before.

"But...nothing. It's fine um..." I trailed off waiting for him to file in the blank.

"Andrew." He said eagerly.

"Yes, Andrew...I would love to dance." I nod, getting off the stool, walking to the dance floor. But not before I hit Victor back in his side, he jerked and laughed it off.

Once we got out on the floor, we start to dance to a mid tempo song, it wasn't too fast or slow. We didn't need to get too close which is great, because I needed to stay focused on the task at hand not looking for my newest hookup. I didn't think Andrew would be this good at dancing, but he's keeping up with me nicely.

"You're really good at this." He comments to which I smile.

"Thank you. You're not too bad yourself." I say, he smiles back at me. Just as I was getting use to the song when it changes again, but to a slow song this time. Andrew looks at me unsure about if it was okay to continue. Without answering verbally I move nearer to him, caught his hand, forcing him closer. Until his other one snakes around my waistline.

I could feel eyes on us which I know without looking who they belong to, and I wish he would hurry up and come over here to make my job easier. Before I could even finish that thought the sound of someone's voice cuts in.

"Do you mind if I cut in?" A silky male voice asked, we both pulled apart a little to see who it was. Jackpot I thought to myself. You bastard...finally he decided to show his face. I looked at Andrew, who seemed to be in a trance staring at this man.

"If Andrew wouldn't mind." I look back at the man in front of us...who seems so smooth as well as put together.

"Oh, I doubt Andrew would mind. Isn't that right Andrew?" I watched him stare deep into Andrews eyes as Andrew was helpless to break away from, nodding slowly Andrew dropped his hand from mine.

"No, I don't mind...not at all. You go ahead, I was getting tired anyway." Andrew stated before turning on his heels to walk away.

"Oh, Andrew aren't you forgetting something." He called over his shoulder, causing Andrew to stop in his tracks. He turned back around to face us again, he came back up to me.

"You're right...I'm sorry. Thank you for the dance..." He stood there waiting, I simply nodded.

"Niki." I watched as Andrew nodded once.

"Thank you for the dance, Niki." He repeated before once again walking away. With this guy taking the spot Andrew once stood. Putting his arm around my waist and his hand grabs mines as he took the lead in the dance, spinning us around the room.

"Niki? Is that short for something." He asked, staring into my eyes tensely.

"No, not really. But you seem smart, why don't you tell me what you think it's short for?" I'm nothing if not a smart ass. He smirked.

"I seem smart, huh?" He relays my words back to me, I refuse to drop his gaze.

"Yes, I said seems because we all know looks can be deceiving." This earned me a full on laugh, I took that moment to look his face over. I'm finally getting to see him now up close and personal, I could only see so much when I first saw him across the room earlier. He had short blonde hair styled in spikes which looked really good on him, brown eyes that seem to glisten when he laughed. A sharp jaw line and a full bottom lip that pulled his whole model-like look together, he had going on.

"I guess they can be...You gotta a lot of spunk. I like that." He spins us again, it almost felt like we were gliding around the room, and not dancing. I couldn't take my eyes away from his...it was almost like being trapped, but that didn't stop my mouth from working.

"Thanks, I do try. Seeing as that's what I'm here for to please you...a complete and utter stranger." I say calmly and I feel his thumb rub circles on the exposed skin of my back, causing my skin to crawl.

"You have a smart mouth as well." He pauses trailing his eyes down my face landing on my lips. Moving his hand that was holding mine to my lips caressing them softly. It took everything in me not to bite his hand...All in due time I said to myself.

"I've worked on it all my life and this is the result of all my hard work. I'm rather proud of it, if I do say so myself." I smiled sweetly, he chuckled while leaning towards my ear...I tried not to stiffen.

"You should be more careful...that mouth of yours might get you in trouble." He breathes out letting it run over my ear lobe. He leans down to my neck to breath in my scent deeply. Sniffing me? This could be either one, I think...both kind does this. But which one are you?

"Not any trouble I can't handle...Now I usually have guy's buy me dinner before I let them sniff me like this. At least let me know your name." I shrugged my shoulder to make him back off, which he does...thank god.

"It's Seth." He says. Like I didn't know this already. I read the file on him, and all the things he has done, the woman he has kidnapped...the bastard thought he wouldn't get caught. I would've totally thought about hooking up with him if he wasn't...you know a murderous psychopath.

He replaced his nose with his hand that was once on my waist, rubbing up and down my pulse line smiling. I held my breath to cause it to beat irregularly, like I was nervous. I've noticed they like that sorta thing...I needed to make sure he was the guy I was after. When his eyes darkened at smallest man-made inflection in my heart rate...I noticed something was poking out his mouth that gave me the answer I needed.

"Well, hello Seth." I smile weakly. He closed his eyes for a second to gather himself, before opening them stared at me with the same intensity as he did Andrew. Okay, here we go say to myself before letting out a silent breath.

"Yes...my name is Seth. But I have a feeling that you knew that." He pulls me closer to his body there were no space between us anymore. Dammit, he didn't survive this long if he didn't know what he was doing. Okay, don't freak out, even if he does know it doesn't matter, he's going to be stopped tonight.

"What do you mean?" I had to put a show if this was going to work dammit. Before I knew what was happening, we were out the back door. As I was being flung to the ground.

"I think you know exactly what I mean." He snapped, I made quick of getting off the floor.

"Look, Seth I don't know what kind of game you're playing here or whatever, but I'm not into this kinda kink." I put my hands up in mocked surrender.

"Cut the Crap! Do you really think I just came up to you for no reason." He all but snarls at me.

"I don't know...maybe you have a thing for ebony skinned girls that are quick tongued and witty...what was the word you used? Oh, right spunky. Me being from mother earth, African Nubian queen and all that." I shrugged.

"I know what you are. I've had one of your kind before...very sweet tasting blood. But I think yours would have a bit of a kick to it. I look forward to finding out." He licks his lips...his eyes darkening again. I scoffed trying to resist the urge to roll my eyes.

"And what would that be? I know what I am, a sassy black girl who just wanted to dance and maybe hook up with an attractive stranger...protection included of course." I play it off as he charged without warming, I almost didn't even see him move.

Getting slammed up against a wall sounds more fun than it actually feels. I think in a different content, it would be quite sexy. Maybe if I had a partner that was trying to destroy me in a more colorful way, I might be singing a different tone.

Bringing my knees to my chest, kicking forward, launching him off me and onto the ground a few feet away from where I was. I slid down the wall in a heap, before scrambling to my feet again.

"Is that all you got...hunter!" He spit out the word like it gives his mouth a bad taste. Running up to him landing a nice punch on his jaw, as he lands one to my gut almost knocking the wind out of me. Taking my knife out of the thigh holster making a quick swipe at his face, I can hear the sizzle of his the skin when it made contact.

Blood floods from the skin that was supposed to heal immediately, but doesn't. I smile when the emotion that usually his kind gets off on causing in others, is now mirrored in his own eyes...fear. I can see the fear and I relished in it. Paired with the pure shocked expression was absolutely beautiful on his face, I couldn't help the smile the spread over my face.

"What's with that face there...Vamp. Did I nick you little? I am so truly sorry, I'm going to have to try harder next time to cut deeper." I taunt as Seth gets over his initial shock, he bares his teeth before coming at me again. Punch after punch we roll around and wrestle until I drive another cut up his side, that causes him to stop abruptly to hold his side. Trying -in vain- to nurse the inevitable flowing of blood. Standing up, I walk around a bit to catch my breath and to put some distance between me and him. Thank god for this new knife I made, I would've been dead by now without it, damned Vampires.

"Oh, did I forget to tell you...?" I looked at him as he slowly sits up to glare at me.

"This knife here is one of a kind. It's made with and then coaxed in vervain. But to top it all off holy water was mixed in with the sliver. Neat, huh?" I try to ignore the pain my body vocalized with every move I made.

"To say that it saved my life countless times would be an understatement." Turning my back to the vampire on the ground to look at said knife shine in the moonlight. Beautiful with the red mixed with the color of sliver...simply beautiful.

"You think a little knife is going to stop a vampire of my age? You poor girl...you were better off trying to kill me with your...what was it that the last kid that tried to kill me call it? Oh yes, Mister pointy!" He soundlessly jumps out at me. However, I already knew he would do that to fill in the space I created when I walked away.

Taking my Beretta 92FS out at the last second that fit perfectly into his mouth that was open to -I'm guessing- bite into my neck. Sliding back a few inches by the force of his body as his feet landed flat on the ground eyes wide.

"Meet my new version of Mister pointy." I say, and before he could even react I pulled the trigger. The wooden bullet goes through his mouth, leaving a hole in its wake. He sluggishly collapses to the ground.

"It was very nice to meet you Seth...really it was. This was very fun, but I do have to go now." I push the gun over his chest as he gasps for air, I shot again and ash lays where a solid body use to be.

Then and only then did I let my legs give out, falling on the ground breathing heavily, shaking violently. I knew I couldn't just simply lay there if there were more than one vamp there with him, they will surely come looking for him. And that's all I don't need, rolling over onto my back, I grudgingly pull myself together. Giving off a few heavy pants, I make my way back through the back door towards my group.

I stumble a few times catching myself before kissing the ground, my side was killing me. I have to get the fuck outta here. I bump into a few people saying a hasty 'sorry' or a 'my bad'. Scurrying away playing it off as being intoxicated, until some bodies elbow rams into my wounded side. I bit my bottom lip before the pained yelp could escape, strong arms clasp my hips and I ended up leaning weakly against him.

"Oh my god! Are you okay? I'm so sorry...I didn't see you coming up behind me." The stranger says smoothly. I glance up at him through my curtain of hair to see very beautiful green, concern eyes staring down at me. I couldn't really think of anything to say because I was too busy staring at his face, drinking him in.

"I-I'm...um..uh...I'm fine. You don't have to be sorry I wasn't paying attention. I'm sorry, it's my fault. I just think I've drank too much." I spat out when my tongue finally decided that it wasn't swollen. He had dark soft looking hair, it made you want to run your hands through all day. A jaw line that could cut glass with a little facial hair that he had trimmed nicely and lips that were in -my opinion- made specifically for kissing and maybe biting and if I may add a little sucking. Okay, I'm getting too carried away...I need to reel it in.

He straightens me up on my feet and I swayed a bit as my vision started to weave in and out.

"Whoa, are you sure you're okay? You're not here by yourself, are you? Because you shouldn't drive like this." He stares at me like he doesn't quite believe my excuse of being drunk, almost like he see right through it. Does he know? Can he tell I'm bleeding...that I'm hurt? No, he can't tell! Paranoid much Niki? I can't help but look down at his hands no blood thank goodness. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. He reached out to move my hair out the way of my eyes, so he could look at me. I started to panic, I took a step back an inch or so. YOU HAVE TO GO NOW! My mind yelled at my feet that seem to be rooted in that spot. He asked me a question right? What was it again? Oh, yeah...I remember.

"No, I'm not alone my friends are here. I should be going to them now. Sorry again." I whirl around walking away quickly.

If I wasn't in such a hurry, I would have seen him inhale deeply, seen his eyes widen, heard him exhale suddenly while whispering a soft one word that would've made my stomach churn and my hand twitching for my gun... Blood.

See if...and only IF I was paying attention I would've felt from the moment he touched me how my skin vibrated and my mind's voice persist whispering of the one word that would've stopped the rather naughty thoughts going through my mind right then and for the next few weeks...werewolf!

Hey there my fanfictors (that sounds like a new name for an autobot.)

Someone brought it to my attention that I should translate the foreign language part seeing how I put the story is in English, which they were right. Thank you Evil Cosmic Triplets for that advice.

So Here's the translation of the foreign language part:

Kim(Greek): "Vampire"

Niki(also Greek): "Yes, But can't a werewolf have fair skin? We can't just assume."

Victor(Swedish): "We have dealt with the type of werewolves before ... but I don't get that vibe from him. My votes vampire.

Niki(response in Swedish as well): "You may just be right, Victor. But I can see your interest is in the red-head at bar ...You want me to go and talk to her for you?

Anywhoo whatya think should I continue? Did I write too much should I dial it down a bit.

Is there too much about this new character's? Let me know, reviews are always welcomed with open arms. If I've made any mistakes, I'm sorry I'm only human.

~Hugs&Kisses~ :D