FINALLY! This story is one of the few that's been plaguing my mind and I was finally able to get it posted. I had to get a few things right and make sure it was a good first chapter. This is a OC/Lydia pairing, eventually it will be an OC/Lydia/Malia, so ideas are appreciated.

The OC, George, is a Hybrid of Werewolf and Vampire, he only has his enhanced strength, speed and senses as why would you need magic or anything else when you are part Werewolf and part Vampire. I mean, both creatures are super strong, the strength that comes with it would satisfy any woman in the bedroom.

This takes place at the start of Season 1

Beacon Hills

Driving through the streets of Beacon Hills, towards the school, on a 2010 Star VMAX, was a young man around eighteen or seventeen. He was wearing a hooded black leather jacket, a Disturbed T-shirt, dark blue trousers, black biker gloves, and a pair of black Adidas trainers. This young man's name was George Edwards and he wasn't exactly... Human.

What I mean by that, is he is a Hybrid of Vampire and Werewolf.

Forget what you think you know, the supernatural exists, Vampires, Werewolves, Banshees, demonic spirits, all of them exist. George was born a werewolf but his mother was dying due to a Vampire bite, the venom got to him and molded with his werewolf blood, creating a hybrid. So, he had none of the Vampire weaknesses but all of their strengths, the only weakness that played up was the thirst. It was the same with the werewolf half only trying to control himself on the full moon was a pain in the ass.

Because of the fact a Vampire took his mother's life, George hated Vampires and hunted them with all the weaknesses of a vampire; Silver, Sunlight, Garlic, holy water. None of the ways to kill a werewolf and vampire work on him, he can walk in sunlight, is unaffected by silver bullets or stakes, garlic, it was just the pull of the full moon and the thirst for blood that got to him. He only feasted on the blood f the guilty, men who would kill a baby and not blink an eye. Plus, he feeds in other vampires or werewolves that have killed innocents for sick pleasure.

It earned him quite the reputation in the Supernatural world as the Bladewolf, a hybrid that hunts the guilty who kill for pleasure and sick enjoyment.

But he figured he should have a normal life outside of the supernatural life, so going to school was as best to that as he could get, despite being at the age he could just leave school. But, he did need to blend in as best he can. There are people out there that would love to try and put him down.

Yeah, many have stepped up to try it and all of them have been killed whenever they try to kill him.

He arrived at the school and parked near the bike stands. Turning off his motorcycle, he got off as he heard some rick punk kid say to another kid. "Dude, watch the pain job."

George whistled innocently as he waited for the guy to pass before he tripped him up. "Dude, watch the bike." George said mockingly as he rubs his motorcycle softly. The kid gets to his feet and glares George down, trying to be Intimidating but George had faced worse than a human. Plus, he was slightly an inch taller than this guy so there was that.

"I've never seen anyone stand up to Jackson like that." The other kid said with awe. George looked at him with a smirk, but his nose picked up the scent of a werewolf, this kid was recently bit. George knew a recently bit werewolf when he saw one, which means...

An Alpha was in this town.

"Yeah well, I hate assholes who flaunt their stuff like their waving their did around in a contest." George said with a shrug before patting the kid on the shoulder. "See you around..."

"Scott. Scott McCall." The kid, Scott, said as he extended his hand.

"George Edwards." George replied, shaking his hand before walking off. "I'll see you around, Scott."

A few minutes later, George whistled a small tune as he walked through the school, winking at some pretty girls when they giggled and blushed at him. He had already went to the office and got registered. Now, since class was starting soon, he was on his way to it. When he got there, he was surprised to see Scott was also in the same class. As George walked to the back, he fist bumped Scott and then sat down and just leaned back in his seat as the teacher walked in.

"As you all know," He began as he wrote on the blackboard. "There indeed was a body found in the woods last night." George raised an eyebrow at that. Must have been either the Alpha that's in this town, or some deranged human killer. "And I'm sure your eager little minds are coming up with various macabre scenarios as to what happened. But I am here to tell you that the police have a suspect in custody, which means you can give your undivided attention to the syllabus on your desk outlining this semester."

George sighed as he picked up his paper before wincing a bit at the sound of a phone ringing. He looked at Scott's who was looking around in confusion, no doubt hearing the ringing. George shook his head, this Alpha must have been terrible at his job to teach his Betas about what they are now.

"Mom, three class on my first day is a little overdoing it." He heard a girl's voice say and looked outside to see a rather gorgeous black haired girl on her phone. George frowned as his instincts told him to be careful around this girl, something was off about her and possibly her family.

When the headmaster introduced her, her last name made his eyes widen and his head snap up.

"Allison Argent."

'Shit'. George thought to himself. The Argents were a family of Hunters that hunt Werewolves who've taken the blood of the innocent, but most throw that rule away and just hunt for the pleasure of it.

George puts his stuff in his locker when he looked to the wide to see Allison had the locker right beside his. She looked at him as he closes his locker and sets the code. "Hi, I'm Allison Argent." She saidz holding her hand out.

Shaking her hand, he replied. "George Edwards."

Before either could continue this conversation, a strawberry blonde girl walked up to them. She seemed to have all the confidence in the world, piercing green eyes, plus she was damn gorgeous.

"That jacket is absolutely killer." She said to Allison. "Where did you get it?"

"My mom was a buyer for a boutique back in San Fransisco." Allison explained.

"And you are my new best friend." The gorgeous strawberry blonde girl said. There was something about her that seemed to make the wolf and vampire within George calm than what the usually are. Something about this girl attracted them, and by extension him, to her. He shook his head before noticing the guy he tripped earlier walk up. "Hey Jackson." Then, the two began making out heavily.

This caused the wolf and vampire inside George to react violently, but he reigned them in before he did something stupid, even if he didn't like seeing some guy have his hands over a girl that had an effect on the beasts within George. He ignored most of the conversation before the girl suddenly tapped him in the shoulder.

"What?" He asked, not harshly but not exactly politely either.

"We were wondering if you were trying out for Lacrosse." She said, tilting her head to the side as she slightly looked him over.

"We'll see." George said before winking at her and walked away. "Geez, who was that girl?"

"Lydia Martin." He heard a dreamy sigh beside him and looked to see Scott and some other kid, probably his friend. "She's very hot."

"Yeah, I can bloody see that." George said with a glance back at Lydia and he resisted the urge to lick his lips at the sight of her long legs. Yeah, he was more of an ass and leg guy than a breast type. Though, he was attracted to looks or how hot a girl is. That's like buying chocolate before a new and improved version comes and you throe away the old piece.

"Who are you?" The kid said,frowning at George who looked at him.

"George Edwards."

"Stiles Stilinski."

George stared at him. "What the hell is a Stiles? Better yet, what kind of name is that?"

"Why does everyone always ask that?" Stiles sighed as Scott chuckled. "Okay, pal, you are our new beat friend." Stiles pats him in the shoulder and George raises an eyebrow as Scott gives Stiles an amused look. "What? The Guy's cool looking, has a badass motorcycle, and tripped Jackson up this morning. He's okay in my book." Stiles turned to George. "If you get a girlfriend before me, can you show me how to get one?"

George stared at him with amusement before nodding his head. "Sure, what the hell." Stiles grinned and fist bumped him.

George was outside with the rest of the lacrosse team. He saw Scott and Stiles approaching, the latter sitting on the sidelines though. He then noticed Allison and Lydia were watching and locked eyes with the latter. Lydia gave him a gorgeous smile and winked st him, which he returned with one of his own, causing her to giggle and blush. Yeah, he liked flirting with other guys girlfriends, especially when the boyfriend is the asshole type who'll throw whoever away to get what he needs.

"McCall, you're in goal." The coach said to Scott as he threw him the helmet and throwing line.

"But I've never played." Scott protested.

"I know scoring some shots will give the boys a confidence boost for the first day back. Get them energized! Fired up!" The coach said.

"And what about me?" Scott asked.

"Try not to take any to the face." The coach replied before walking away as George walked up to Scott, looking at the coach.

"Crazy guy." The Hybrid said.

"But he's one hell of a coach." Scott said with a shrug. George nodded before ,Scott went to the goals and George went to the throwing line. The Hybrid narrowed his eyes when Scott clutched his head as the coach blew the whistle. The Hybrid watched with amusement as Scott caught all the balls, stunning everyone. George was about to take his turn when Jackson pushed him aside and did his shot, which Scott caught.

George glared at Jackson, who glares back and says. "See if you can do better."

George almost scoffed at that. A human's skill was nothing compared to a werewolf or vampire. George stepped forward and stared at Scott before running and throwing the balls, which was so fast that it went like a bullet and past Scott, into the goal. The people cheered as Scott looked at George in shock, who shrugs with a smirk.

George then looked at Lydia and winked at her when he saw her cheering him. She smiled at him and waved.

'I think I'm going to love it here'. George thought to himself.

When they did a few more drills and then went to the locker room, George clapped Scott on the back. "High-Five please." Scott smiled and high-fived him. "That was awesome man. You remind me of me when I was starting to get better, very better at this stuff. Also, do me a favour Scott, stop staring at Allison and just talk to her. Be a man, grow a pair." Wothbthst, George walked away, hoping Scott took his advice

The next day, Scott and George were out on the field when the coach blew the whistle and George winced as his super hearing picked that up. "Let's go, gather around. Bring it in." The coach said. "Now, you all know how this goes: If you don't make the cut, you're most likely sitting on the bench for the rest of the season. You make the cut, you play, your parents are proud. Your girlfriend loves ya! Huh! Everything is uh, cream get out there and show me what you got."

"I still think he's lost it." George whispered to Scott as they spread out.

"He's always like this." Scott replied.

They started playing, George was on Scott's team and made sure to keep the ball away from Jackson, but he somehow got it back after decking Scott. "Ouch." George winced before helping his friend up and the game went on. George then side stepped one, spun, trucked Jackson out of his way. He then slung his stick forward, streaking the ball right into the goalpost. Everyone cheered him in and George spotted a certain strawberry blonde and winked at her.

"EDWARDS!" The coach yelled and George walked up to him. "What do you think your doing trucking the captain like that?"

"Proving he shouldn't be coach?" George shrugged.

The coach smiled. "Good, cause your on first line. Keep proving it, son, and you might just get that chance!" He said, slapping George's back. George gave a smirk to Jackson, who glared at him.

Later that night, George sat on the rooftop of Lydia's house, watching Jackson grab o to Lydia's ass and it caused his anger to pop up. George took deep calming breaths before he saw someone he recognised appear beside him. "What do you want, Derek?"

"What are you doing here?" Derek asked his pseudo little brother. After George's mother died, the Hales, who were longtime friends of George's mother, took him in. Derek's mother, Talia, raised him like her own. Derek became the big brother and looked after him before George was old enough to set out on his own.

"Keeping an eye on our recently made wolf?" George replied with a shrug before glancing at where Lydia was. "Among other things." He then got to his feet. "See you around, big brother." With that, George jumped off the rooftop and into the woods running in a blur.

Well, that's an interesting first chapter don't you think? I made it better the what I originally had, but I do hope you liked the whole chapter.