Title: Avatar Alpha
Rating: T
Chapter: 1
Spoiler: season 1&2 Teen Wolf, Avatar the movie
Disclaimer: I own neither Teen Wolf nor Avatar
Warnings: Character deaths, Slash
Pairings: Tsu'tey x Stiles, Lydia x Tom
I gazed at the two men in suits at my door. "Excuse me, but what?"
They had been talking at me for more than a few minutes, not considering that I was tuning them out. It wasn't until they said Ly- her name - that I tuned back in.
"Dr. Martin had left a file, after close scrutiny and testing we have found that her Avatar's genome will link up with you as well as it would have with her." Suit one said.
"That's not possible, we aren't actual twins, let alone blood related siblings." Stiles said voice dead.
"Yes, and usually that would make all the difference in the world." Suit two decided to speak his piece. "But after her DNA alone failed to make an Avatar she decided to –"
"Experiment," Suit one took over as suit two stumbled. "She used your DNA, along with her own and it actually took hold. Next she texted it to see if she would be compatible with the Avatar and she was. Then she quote 'checked to see if you were also compatible for shits and giggles'. You were as well, more so than even herself. She also stated in her notes that this would be the not love child that the two of you should never have, that it figures that the kid would like you best. She seemed highly amused."
I smiled a bitter smile, "She would be." Of course she would be – oh god I miss her. I felt my chest begin to close in, cut off oxygen, leaving my breath shallow.
"So Dr. Stilinski will you take her place in the program?" Suit one.
"It can be a whole new start; it can be a way to get away from here." Suit two.
Ijust stared at the two men. Could he go? Should he go? "I," looking down I let instinct take over and felt the urge to distance myself, to find a new home, maybe a new family, a new pack. "Yes, I will take over her contract."
The suits' grinned, suit one – or was that two – pulled out a document holo-screen. He brought up the contract, giving me a pen to sign it with. I looked down at it; there was no way I was signing without reading and making adjustments first. Taking the screen from him I began the long tedious process of reading said document and eliminating all the bullshit. It took thirty minutes.
My eyes sprung open as I felt the harsh chemicals force themselves into my pod to wake me up.
'They say most of your brain shuts down in cryo-sleep. All but the primitive side, the animal side. No wonder I'm still awake.' – ha ha – I'm a genius, and Lydia said I would have no use for memorizing 'Pitch Black' quotes. Suck that bitch.
I had been awake for the past year or so. I think, maybe less time than that, maybe more. I've been awake but unable to open my eyes or move for a very long time. I could feel he electricity under my skin once more, the way I felt it on a full moon. Maybe it was because we are going to a moon.
Looking up at the blue light shining into my cryo-pod I felt it heave as I flew out, only thing keeping me on this uncomfortable bench bed was the straps. I could feel my wolf, the Alpha bristling at the floating feeling that overcame my senses. I jumped, my ears ringing as a doctor floated into my vision.
I'm going to regret this.
We landed, and were told to put a mask on, I hated it. Glancing around as I walked casually down the ramp and into Hells Gate. There was someone in a wheel chair ahead of me, he turned. I sucked in a breath – Tom. No not Tom, Jake, Tom's twin. Pack. He was Tom's pack; Tom was going to become part of my pack, Jake equal pack.
Cringing I tried to reign in my instincts to hover of the crippled man. Hard so hard. Taking a breath I moved forward, baring my teeth at the men with guns taunting Jake. I walked silently behind him.
We arrived at the safety briefing to hear the colonel tell them that he wouldn't succeed in achieving their safety. I wanted to growl, gnash my teeth at him, anything to show him that as this group's alpha he did in fact have that responsibility and should hold himself accountable.
The briefing ended in a flourish of movement, Jake rolling out first through a side door. I watched silently as Norm approached him.
"Your Jake right, Tom's twin?" Norm asked hunching over slightly, meek.
"Yeah," Jake obviously wasn't one for words.
"Oh wow, you look just like him. Like spitting image." Norm continued, without giving the marine a chance. "Hey do you want to see the Avatars?" Norm continued down the hall giving little notice to Jake's affirmative as he rolled along behind him, Norm still chatting.
I followed, slinking down the hall receiving a few odd looks for my effort. Oh well I always receive odd looks.
I stepped into the lab just in time to hear Dr. Augustine say, "Yeah, yeah, I know who you are and I don't need you. I need your brother. You know, the PhD who trained for 3 years for this mission."
"Dead," I spoke coming up behind Jake, who turned abruptly. "Tom and Lydia died Grace. Mine and Jake's twin have died. Show maybe a little respect, maybe a little bit of humanity."
Jake was still turned to me, "So your Tom's fiancé' brother. Nice to meet you." Jake's voice was gruff. I glanced down at him, Lydia had held no love for this marine, said he was brash and stupid, all brawn no brain, like Jackson. And there was the problem, Lydia did not want another Jackson in her life, didn't want to be reminded of him. I studied him, face blank. He wasn't as smug as Jackson, but if Jackson were paralyzed then that might have taken him down a peg or two, resembling Jake more.
"Likewise," I said. I watched as Grace stormed off, before turning and heading for the door without a word. I had a big day tomorrow and I needed actual sleep.
Author's Note:
So yeah, it's short – deal with it. And thank you to my two followers. You are appreciated.
