A/N- I love Teen Wolf and here is what I've been concocting for a while. Enjoy. Starts out from Pack Mentality. Please enjoy.
O1. Impossible
I've been defending and protecting myself for years, ever since my father was killed by a vampire. They are rare and it turned out that he was dating one when I was 14. She killed him and left him, I went after her, and I staked her. Dad became a vampire but he tried to kill me and I had to stake him as well. I had been alone for about three years and one day; I fell in love, hard, for about a year and a half before he broke it off. He was close to a girl, though not dating close, and she was my mentor and later best friend. She went missing a month before he broke up with me. A month later, she was assumed dead and he broke up with me, via text and skipped town. That made me pissed tremendously, no, I didn't break down like other teenage girls, and I just threw myself into perfecting my hunting abilities.
Yes, that's right; I'm a hunter and a damn good one too. It's the family legacy, the McCall's have been for centuries, and originally we were the Van Helsing family. Nevertheless, the generation of sons was broken, a daughter married another hunter, and we combined into an intense hunting family. I was the chosen one to become what I am today. I know that I have a twin brother but he has no idea of the family job and he is lucky for being able to not know. He didn't know either, but I did know what he was.
I'm not like the Argent Hunters at all; I kill werewolves and vampires when necessary, not when they are trying to fit in. I help the ones struggling, doing that I am considered the scum of all hunters but I still get respect because my ancestor, Dr. Abraham Van Helsing made the path clear for all other hunters. They can't kill me either but they can't fuck me up but that means I can come back and do the same thing and not get targeted for it. If they screw me up and leave me for dead, I can kill them and not get killed by their gang. I'm untouchable in the hunting world.
Today is the fifth anniversary that I've been alone and it's been two years since I've seen him. Yes, he broke up with me on the anniversary of my father's death and didn't care. He saw me break down when it was the second anniversary. No, stop thinking about him. I grabbed the rest of my stuff and put it into the moving van. I grabbed my backpack and pulled out my iPhone. I dialed the number I had looked up months ago. I clicked call. One, two…
"Hello?" I heard a male's voice.
"Is Melissa McCall there?" I asked knowing that it was my younger brother I've never seen. I went to a hunter school for ten years until our parents got a divorce.
"Yeah, MOM there's someone on the phone for you." Scott yelled.
"Thanks Scott." I said and I heard the phone switch hands.
"Hello, who is this?" Mom asked.
"Mom, its Naomi-Victoria, I'm coming home?" I whispered into the phone trying not to cry.
"Naomi?" Mom gasped.
"Yes." I said as I wiped my tears.
"You are, but what about your father?" Mom asked.
"Today is the fifth anniversary of his death. I decided that I can no longer learn anymore about the family secrets and there is nothing left here for me to learn or care about." I replied as I looked around.
"When will you arrive?" Mom asked.
"In four or so hours." I replied.
"That should give me enough time to tell Scott." She said more to herself.
"He doesn't know that he has an older sister?" I asked her.
"No your father thought it would be wise to not tell Scott." She replied.
"If I hadn't staked him five years ago he would be getting a piece of my mind." I ranted.
"Wait, WHAT? What do you mean you had to stake your father?" She asked.
"He was dating a vampire for about a week, and he got sucked dry. She left him and I went after her and staked her. I came back and he tried to eat me so I staked him." I said.
"He would do something like that." Mom mumbled.
"I'm gonna go, Ma. I need to finish up something here and then I'll be on the road." I said as I hung up. I opened the stove, turned on all the burners, and clicked the coffee pot timer for 2 minutes. I walked out hopped into the U-Haul truck and started driving. I stopped far away from the house but enough to see it.
BOOM! The house exploded and the washing machine, which was upstairs directly above the stove, went flying towards me, but landed about a mile away.
"Good thing I put a cadaver in there that has some of that vampire lady." I said to myself as I hopped back into the truck. I put in a mix cd I made and pressed play. I relaxed and started driving to the place where I was born not knowing that I was coming home to a hunter's wildest dream.
About 4 hours later
I reached the sign that said "WELCOME TO BEACON HILLS!" I saw a sign that hunters can only see. I pulled over. I got out and walked to the sign.
"Huh, it seems that Argent's here. I wonder why." I said to myself as I changed the symbol to Argent and McCall territory. When Argent drives by to get supplies from the nearest dealer, he'll see it and so will his bitch of a sister. I owe a debt to them though. They saved my ass from a major attack and the outcome most likely would be me a vampire. Though I really hate his sister, he did save me and I owe him unless his sister, daughters, wife, or he himself, does something to offend me or injure me.
I hopped back into the truck and grabbed my cell. I dialed the home phone.
"Hello?" Mom's voice said.
"I'm just passing the welcome sign and should be there in at least five minutes to see you guys." I said as I slid into the driver's seat.
"Okay sweetie. Your brother can't wait to meet you. I'll see you soon. Bye." Mom said in a rush and the line went dead.
"I can't wait to meet Scott either." I said into the phone. I turned the key and pulled onto the road. I was going to live with my family, my brother doesn't know of the family business and mom doesn't want to know. Way fun. I hope I don't run into him here, or I will finally say I've cracked.
I pulled out my phone at a stop light and unlocked it, going to pictures and clicked one; I was looking at a picture Laura had taken of us. We both were smiling after we had kissed. I had that picture and realized that it's impossible for him and I to love other people, we had that special bond.
"Damn you." I said to the male in the picture as I closed the photo and started to drive again. I pulled up to the house a couple minutes later. I got out and walked up to the door. I raised my fist to knock and the door burst open.
"See you later Scott. Oh, Hello there. I'm Stiles Stilinski, and you are." This guy said as he almost ran into me.
"Stiles leave my sister alone, I'm sure she doesn't need a stalker." I heard Scott's voice.
"Hi Stiles Stilinski, I'm Naomi-Victoria McCall. It's a pleasure to meet you." I said as I extended my hand and he shook it.
"You're Naomi-Victoria?" Stiles said hesitantly.
"I'd appreciate if you called me Naomi for short. Naomi-Victoria is too formal." I said as I looked behind him. I sniffed the air, smelling wolf on both of them.
"Hi Naomi, I'm Sc-" Scott started to say.
"Scott McCall, my younger brother. Can you boys come help me start bringing stuff in to my house?" I interrupted.
"Sure." They both said and we walked to the truck.
"Get in the truck both of you." I said as I walked to the driver's seat. I started the truck and they slid in.
"It's a good thing you agreed to help. I wouldn't have wanted to hunt you down and force you to come with me." I said as I drove back out of town. I hopped out at the welcome sign and removed the McCall part. I ran back and hopped in. I drove to a house at the edge of town that looked abandoned. I stopped the car and turned it off. I pulled out a set of keys and walked towards the door. The boys followed me and filed in and I shut the door. I turned and sniffed Stiles. I looked at Scott.
"Why are we here? Who are you? Why are you sniffing me?" Stiles asked and I glared at him.
"She has the same glare as Derek!" Stiles whispered to Scott.
"WHEN!" I yelled at Scott.
"When what?" he asked confused.
"When the hell did you get bit and became a werewolf?" I yelled at him.
"Earlier last month and how did you know that?" He replied.
"Because of what the family business is and that I'm one too." I replied.
"YOU'RE A WEREWOLF TOO?" Stiles yelled.
"SHUT UP. I don't want the Argents knowing if they did then I get to be killed." I said as I smacked Stiles on his head.
"What's the family business?" Scott asked.
"Mom didn't tell you?" I asked and he shook his head.
"The McCall family goes back to the year 1556, before that we were the Van Helsing family. In the year of 1456, our ancestor, Dr. Abraham Van Helsing, killed the infamous Count Dracula; we made the way for hunters and are well respected in the world of hunters. Our family is different and we still practice the original rules, like not killing the harmless creatures like the Argents. Out of the two of us, I became the hunter. I was bit when I was at least 6, I screwed up and got too close to a werewolf while trying to kill it, and I've been tracking the Alpha. It came here so I thought I would stay and try to blend in." I said as I sat down on the couch.
"We're a family of hunters?" Scott asked looking panicked.
"Yes, actually in some people's cases we are considered Hunting Royalty." I said as I lounged on the couch.
"Derek is going to freak! Man especially since your sister is a hunter and a werewolf." Stiles said and I jumped off the couch.
"Derek? What's his last name?" I said as I looked at Stiles. Please don't let it be him.
"Hale." Scott and Stiles said together. I felt anger rush into me and I turned and started hitting the wall.
"That fucking bastard came here! He left to come to this hellhole! I'm going to kill him!" I yelled as I broke through the dry wall.
"You know Derek Hale?" Stiles asked hesitantly as I turned and looked at him. I thought of him and felt my anger go down. He was my anchor of some sort.
"Know Derek Hale? Whom do you think he got that glare from? I have a history with him, and it didn't end well." I said as I glared at Stiles and he started shaking.
"Please don't tell me." Scott asked.
"No I didn't do anything with him. I was just about to turn 17, about in a month, when I meet him, he was 17. I was friends with Laura. Eventually we got over our dislike and got to know each other. One day he just sent me a text saying something like 'I'm out, can't be friends with you anymore. Peace.' I was pissed tremendously and was newly 18. In addition, here I am now. I pray to God he doesn't cross my path or else there will be a new body being found." I said as I walked over to grab my phone and show them the picture of us smiling at each other.
"Wow, he looks really happy. I've never seen him smile." Stiles rambled.
"That's because you probably annoy the shit out of him." I replied as I closed the picture and locked my phone.
"It's true they don't like each other, at all." Scott said while laughing.
"Now let me get this straight, Scott's 16 and your?" Stiles asked.
"You know Stiles it's very rude to ask a lady how old they are. But if you must know I'm 19." I replied as I walked over to the bookshelf and pulled out a book and I read the inscription.
"What is this place?" Stiles asked as he looked around.
"This is the place that Dad and I used whenever we had to come down here for some strange reason." I said as I put the book back.
"Why were you tracking a werewolf at age 6?" Stiles asked.
"I didn't get to enjoy my childhood; once I was born I was shipped off to a hunter's school where they taught you to fight and regular things that other kids learned. We had no time off. At age 6 they threw my group into the woods to kill a werewolf and I didn't want to but if you didn't they would do things to you and force you. Therefore, I went after it and used all my skills. I was bit and then I killed that thing. After the divorce, Dad took me out of that hellhole and helped me learn to control my powers. I was 12 and I enjoyed it so much because we didn't have to train and do stupid exercises every day. When I went to normal school I didn't fit in, and I was considered a freak and a nerd because I had a 4.0 GPA and all AP classes thanks to that hellhole school. The only time I fitted in was when Laura and Derek became my friends." I said as I as I punched the wall and it went through the dry wall. Stiles and Scott just looked at me and I thought about some of the times I had with Derek. It hurt to think about but kept me normal.
"What are you going to do?" Scott asked me.
"I'm going to work off a debt and a promise. Then get a job." I said as I walked over to my bag and pulled out a vial.
"What is that?" Stiles asked.
"Smell it." I said as I pushed it under his nose.
"I don't smell anything." Stiles said and Scott smelled it too and nodded in agreement.
"It will destroy my main scent that Derek recognizes and I can do things without him knowing I'm here." I replied as I put the stopper back in the vial.
"So basically like how hunters use deer pee to mask their scent?" Stiles asked and I nodded slowly.
"Ignoring Stiles, who's the debt to and what is it and what's the promise and who too?" Scott asked.
"The debt is to the Argents and it's up to Chris Argent and the promise was to Laura Hale that I would fix up her and Derek's house for her. I owe the debt to Chris because he saved my ass when a bunch of vampires came after me." I replied as paced the room. I rubbed my face as I paced wondering how this would all turn out.
"How are you going to fix Derek's house without him knowing that it's you?" Scott asked as I continued pacing.
"Simple, he has never seen me with my glasses on; his sister has but not him. I really don't need my glasses anymore, but some days I do because I've run out of contacts. I can easily put my hair up and he wouldn't know the difference." I said as I put on my glasses and put my hair up in a bun.
"Wow, you look geekier now. If I wouldn't know that you're you, I would've thought that you are a different person." Stiles said as he looked at me. I smiled at them both and started to speak.
"Hello, I'm Victoria Van Helsing. I'm here to fix your house up for you." I said in a strong, yet meek voice.
"Wow." Stiles said as I changed my posture and voice.
"That good, eh? I'm going to tell mom to keep it on the down low that I'm your sister. You only tell people you see fit. Derek gets to know nada!" I said as I pushed my glasses up my nose.
"Great, but what will you do when you're done with Derek's house?" Scott asked as I brushed my hair out my face.
"Simple, I'll get a job at the school using my real name. When anyone asks why I lied I'll say it was for safety concerns but I'm no longer in danger. By then, the problems should be over and I can leave to go help somewhere else. You guys' still want to help me unpack?" I replied as I walked towards the door and walked out to the truck. I opened the back and started to grab boxes.
"Naomi? Naomi is that really you?" I heard a voice say, a voice I was hoping I wouldn't hear for a while. I put the boxes down and turned while putting on a fake smile.
"What are you doing here? How did you come across this place? Oh and, Hello to you too Derek." I said as I jumped out of the truck and Stiles and Scott were in the doorway of the front door. They both looked terrified, knowing that this outcome wouldn't be good.
A/N- So yeah new story. I hope you enjoyed reading the first chapter and I hope you will continue reading. So what did you think about Naomi-Victoria and her background? I might have a character contest, but I don't know yet. I still need to introduce a new character. I might update if I get at least 3 reviews.