AN/ This story does not follow the episodes but in terms of character relationships, it would take place after episode 5 where stiles and Scott are best friends, Scott is with Alison, Jackson and Lydia are together, and Derek tries to teach Scott how to deal with being a werewolf.
I have my own plot, with my own characters, I own nothing else.

Chapter 1:

Derek POV

This was it.
He was in plain sight.
I couldn't believe that Scott and his idiot friend had called the alpha. I didn't believe it would work but it did, and this was my moment.
Revenge for my sister would be given.
I let the anger shift me until my vision turned crimson red. My fingers twitched, as I stalked closer and closer until my legs propelled my body into the air. A growl escaped my lips as i landed on its back, scratching and clawing it to the ground. I ripped its flesh open, and the smell of bloody had never been so sweet.
The alpha swiped my chest, sending me flying into a tree, and in a moment of daze I saw Stiles and Scoot stare at me on the ground with dumbfounded expressions.
I had phased back unintentionally from the shock, and watched as the alpha stood up on its two legs, and slowly stalked towards me. Its growl echoed in the night, and its glowing eyes looked at me with rage.
A loud shot ran through the sky, causing the alpha to retreat back on all fours, in search of the offender. Two figures came running through the mist, one man and the other a woman. The woman walked towards the alpha.
What the hell was she doing? I thought,
"Leave. Now. "She said coldly.
The alpha growled at her, before running off into the woods.
I looked back at the woman, stunned.

She was young, and quite tall, maybe a few inches less than me, but that was probably to do with high heeled boots she wore under her skinny jeans. He legs were long and thin and her body slender and small waisted. She wore a simple t-shirt, with a black blazer. She rested the crossbow casually on her shoulder, covering her long, wavy brown hair. Her eyes were a deep woodsy green, and her lips full and pink. If it wasn't for the fact she was a hunter, I would have consider her extremely hot.

The man behind her, probably the same age, had the same features as the woman, but he was different. He carried no weapons and wore nothing by a tank top and loose jeans. No shoes, no jacket. He walked towards Scott, sniffed the air and stared intently at him.
"Beta." He said matter of factly, walking back to the woman.
"This one two," she said, although her tone was more stunned.
"How would you know?" I asked rudely
The woman walked up to me, her eyes a little shocked, but mostly surprised. She bent down to my level, and looked me over.
"Because you're Derek Hale." She stated.
Her eyes bore into mine, and for a moment we had this silent conversation.
"It seems I'm quite famous with you hunters." I said sarcastically, standing up to tower over her. She stood with me, her eyes still fixated on me. Her face became upset, like I had done something to offend her, or the presence of me was hurting her.
What kind of hunter was she?
"We aren't hunters." She asnwered my thought, stepping back a few steps.
"Could have fooled me." Stiles quipped in, pointing to the weapon she held.
"We're not. You don't have to fear us." She told him.
"I doubt anyone is fearing you." I scoffed. She looked at me with angry eyes.
"We are here for the alpha, nothing more. And I wouldn't be so stupid as to try that little stunt again; he's not normally that cooperative. " She said, turning around and walking back the way she came.
"Wait!" Scott shouted running towards the woman.

The man jumped in Scott's path and growled causing Scott to stumble back a bit.
He was a werewolf too.
My instincts were on full alert, looking around for anymore that could be hiding in the woods.
The only thing I heard was the annoying loud thumping of Stiles' heart.
"Zack! She shouted, "Let's go."
Zach turned around and followed the woman, disappearing into the forest.

"Well there's an idea we never thought of." Stiles said after a minute of silence, "Why didn't we just ask the alpha to get lost. It worked for her."
I rolled my eyes at his comment, but my mind was too curious how she did that.
"She was human unlike the other guy. Why did the alpha listen to her?" Scott asked.
They both looked at me expectantly, "What are you looking at me for?" I asked defensively, did they think I knew everything?

I stalked off leaving the two idiots to themselves.
"He's just pissed a girl saved his ass." Stiles said.
"Still in ear range." I shouted, smiling as Stiles heart rate stopped for a few beats.
I was going to find out what the hell happened.
If she had that power over the alpha, then I wanted it.

Scott POV

My mind was still reeling after last night.
If that woman was human, then how the hell did she just tell the alpha to leave and have it obey?
"Scott!"
I turned around to see Stiles running up the school stairs towards me.
"I was up all last night about that hot chick." He said in between breaths.
I rolled my eyes, knowing that it was probably true that he was up all night googling random crap and werewolf mythology.
"I did some research, and I reckon I know what she is." He said eyes wide open.
Maybe he had found something.
"Werewolf whisperer." He said, hands flashing like he was in a broadway musical. I looked at him, with an expression he knew all too well.
"Okay so it's a long shot, possibly longer than what I can throw a ball, but come on!" he pleaded, "What else could it be?"
As we walked into the library for our study period, my nose caught a familiar scent.
Stiles must have caught site of my expression, because he began bombarding me with questions.
Ignoring him I followed the scent, unsure of what it was. I reached the borrowing counter and my eyes fell upon an unexpected surprise.
"Is that...?" Stiles asked, looking at the same person I was.
"Yup." I nodded.

There behind the librarians desk, was the same woman from last night.
"Man she looks hot." Stiles said, causing my thoughts to halt.
I looked at him in disbelief. "You're kidding right?" I asked.

"Mr. Stilinski and Mr. McCall. My two favourite people." A booming voice startled us.
We turned to see Mr. Richter smiling at us, but his eyes seemed more annoyed than usual.
"I know you are both pubescent teenagers, but please try to not be so obvious in gawking at the new teacher. It is rather embarrassing, not to mention disrespectful to drool over a teacher. Now find a seat, and zip it." He scolded, pushing past us.

"Dude she's the new teacher?" Stiles repeated in disbelief, "School suddenly became a lot more interesting." He smiled. But when I looked up, the woman was gone.
"Fancy seeing you here." The topic of conversation interrupted. What was with everyone scaring us today?
I looked up to her standing imperiously tall and expectantly.
"Funny," Stiles smiled, putting on an embarrassingly low voice, he was attempting to 'swoon' her, "I could ask you the same question."
Stiles attempt was met with laughter, crushing any hope he had of trying to 'get with her'.
"What are you doing here?" I asked, my voice sounding angry.
"I work here, as of today." She replied sitting down across from us.
The table became awkward with silence, as she stared at me, as if my eyes were giving her hidden answers.

"Your name." She began, "McCall?" her tone sounded anxious.
"He's Scott McCall, and I'm Stiles," he grinned, holding out a hand. She didn't take it.
It was as if my name confirmed something, because her face became quite dishevelled.
"Your dad," she asked her face uneasy, "he isn't around?"
"What the hell does that have to do with anything?" I said in defence.
She waited for an answer, "No."
She sat back in her seat, and exhaled loudly. Her forehead creased with confusion.
"What year are you in?"
"Senior." I replied wariley
"How long have you been a werewolf?" she asked, her eyes squinted slightly.
I looked at her to know if she was serious, and apparently she was.
"A few months maybe." I stuttered, this was incredibly surreal.
"So you were bitten." She said, it was like I was confirming her worse nightmares.
Abruptly, she stood up and began to walk away, until she was halted by Mr. Richter.
"Natasha," He smiled, "What's say we go get some lunch?"
What is it with this chick?
"I'm not hungry." She said rudely, brushing past him and out the library doors.

The school day was mercifully short. Chem had practically flown by as Allison was my lab partner and most of the lessons practical involved a different kind of chemistry. We were in the middle of the conversation when I looked out the window to find Derek Hale walking across the parking lot.
Stiles must have noticed too, because the next minute, he was asking for permission for the both of us to leave. As if on que, the bell rang and after quickly kissing my girlfriend goodbye, we sprinted into the parking to find him lying against Stiles truck.

"Are you here for Natasha?" I asked him.
Derek looked at me quizzically, "Who?"
"Natasha, hot chick from last night? She works here as of today." Stiles explained, as if it was old news that everybody knew.
Derek stood up from the truck and looked over the school. His eyes searched through the masses of kids swarming the parking lot, until his eyes fixated on something. Turning to see who it was, Natasha made her way down the school steps and to her car.
"Follow her." Derek said, opening Stiles door and sitting in the back seat.
"What? She's a teacher. And get out my truck." Stiles complained
"Get in, and follow her." Derek growled, his eyes glowing amber,
"Okay, okay," Stiles whimpered, running to the driver's side.
We followed her out to the school;
"This is so stupid." Stiles shook his head, "If she can control the alpha she could set him on us or something." His voice broke,
I didn't want to think about that.
We were now into the woods, we trailed her down a long road, before stopping at the entrance of her even longer driveway.
"What are you doing?" Derek asked annoyed,
"Look," stile said, "I'm all for stalking the hot teacher, but look at what were in. I can't exactly hide it behind a tree." He defended.
Derek growled in annoyance and pushed his way out the truck, both Stiles and I following him.
Walking through the trees, we watched her get out the car and be greeted by the werewolf named Zach. They then began a serious conversation:

"Zach, I think I know why he is here." Natasha started,
"the boy?" Zach asked, they were talking about me.
Derek looked at me to ask if I knew anything, I shook my head in response.
"His name is Scott McCall." She sighed; Zach looked at her bug eyed.
"No way, it can't be. How the hell did he even know about him?" Zach fumed, looking out towards us, but his mind must have been too busy to notice us.
" I have no idea, but he bit him Zach. Scott was human, and he bit him." Natasha's voice seemed sad. I had no idea what was going on.
"Un -freaking -believable!" Zach erupted. Natasha stepped back.
"He always has go and do something stupid!, but this? This is ridiculous; I am going to find that son of a bitch." Zach errupted, leaping off the front porch, into the woods behind the house. Natasha sat on a little couch and held her head in her hands.

Before I knew it he was gone. Derek was silently creeping up the porch, towards Natasha.
"What the hell is he doing?" Stiles whispered harshly.
Natasha must have sensed something because her head flew up just in time to see Derek's attack.
He reached for her but she kicked his hands away with a forceful swing of her leg. She sprung up foom the couch, eyes hard and cold and shifted her body defensively.
Derek placed another attack, this time more forcefully. Natasha blocked it, then placed a blow to Derek's face, causing his nose to bleed.
I raised my eyes in surprise as Natasha who now had the upper hand, and was attacking Derek viciously. But Derek's strength was too much for her as he wrapped his large hand around her wrists. Natasha struggled to break free, but to no avail and as she stopped fighting, she looked into Derek's eyes. They stared at each other, communicating something private, before Derek head butted her into unconsciousness.

"What the hell was that!" I shrieked, running up the steps to an unconscious Natasha.
"Put her in that shed over there, tie her up to the wall" he said, tending to his blood nose.
"What? No! You did this!" I shouted in panic.
Derek sighed and picked her up effortlessly, walking down the steps to the old shed next to the house.
Opening the doors, he looked around to a shed full of weapons, books and food. Derek found rope and bound her hands and feet together.
This was going south, way too quickly for my liking.

Natasha POV

I grunted in pain.
My head was groggy, and i had no idea where the hell I was. Previous events flooded through my brain, remembering what happened.
"That Prick!" I angrily spat.
My hand was tied behind my back, and my feet bound in front of me. I sat up against the wall, looking around.
Great I was being held captive in my own home.
Zach had not wanted to come here, but I told him that I had to.
I had to find out what happened to her, and I had to find out why Ethan had come here.
But as of today, I kind of wish I hadn't.
When I saw Scott in the woods, there was something about him, something familiar in his face, but i didn't know what. Then today, when I heard his name, my heart stopped beating.
McCall.
Scott McCall.
It had to be why Ethan had come here. And it had to be the reason Scott was bitten.
I heard the struggles of a fight outside, and multiple growls gave me hope Zach was out there kicking Derek's ass.
Derek I mused. He I was not expecting.
He looked so much like his sister, it was painful. But he was so much different from her. He was angry, and vengeful and dark.
But he had every reason to be.
The shed door pulled open and i smiled waiting for my brother to come in and untie me.
Instead, Derek and Scott entered dragging my brother with bound hand and feet, that Stiles kid trailing behind, shutting the door.
Crap.

"Glad to see you came to my rescue." Derek smirked placing Zach against the wall.
Zach looked at me apologetically.
"Ameture." I mumbled, shifting uncomfortably.
"How do you know the alpha?" Derek said venomously.
He bent down to my level, his eyes bore into mine, making me uncomfortable.
"None of your business." I spat.
Derek looked into my eyes, looking me over. His eyes rested on the necklace I wore.
Uh Oh, i thought

"Where did you get that?" He breathed through his nose, my heart quickened with fear.
"It was a gift." I breathed, "From Laura."
As I mentioned her name, Derek punched the wall inches from my face.
"Don't lie to me!" he shouted.
He was pulled away by Scott, who shouted for him to calm down.
Derek pushed him away and grabbed one of the weapons off the wall.
"Talk or he dies." Derek threatened me, pointing a glock to Zach's head.
"Don't you touch him." I screamed, my heart beating faster and faster
"then talk." Derek sneered.

I looked at Derek, and his face showed no signs of a bluff. I didn't know where to start.
"What do you want to know?" I surrendered,
"How did you do that last night? With the alpha?" Scott butted in.
"Believe me, i am just as surprised he listened to me. He usually doesn't."
"So you know him?"
"I grew up with him. He is our cousin." I stated.
The room was met with silence.
"Why did he bite me?" Scott asked.
"I don't know." I said, it was stupid lying in front of three werewolves, but I could try.
"You're lying." Scott stated, "Who are you? And why did react that way at school, when you learnt my name?"
I stayed silent, this was not the way I wanted to break the news.

"Because you're our brother."

TBC
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