After basking in the glory of Scott's saves, the three of us decided to go on a hike to look for Scott's inhaler, which we hadn't found after he had dropped it, due to the massive wolf that had tried to eat us for dinner.
"I don't, I don't know what it was. It was like I had all the time in the world to catch the ball." Scott told Stiles as we walked across the river. We were halfway through telling him about the things that had been happening to us sine we had been bitten.
"That's not the only weird thing thought, we can hear things that shouldn't be humanly possible. We can smell things that we shouldn't" I added.
"Smell things? Like what?" Stiles scoffed, obviously not believing us.
"Like the mint gum that's in your pocket" The two of us answered together.
"I don't have any mint gum in my" Stiles started to answer, but then he checked his pockets and realised that he did have gum in his pocket.
Scott and I looked at him with our eyebrows raised, as we had just proved our point.

"So this all started with the bite?" Stiles asked as we continued walking. It felt like he was Doctor Phil, though he was nowhere as good.
"What if it's like an infection, like my body's flooding with adrenaline before I got into shock or something?"
"I'm hoping in this case it's the 'or something'" I told Stiles and Scott, only half joking.
"You know what; I actually think I've heard of this. It's a specific kind of infection" Stiles said, looking completely serious. Scott and I stopped and stood next to each other.
"Are you serious?" I asked, actually feeling kind of scared.
"Yeah, yeah, I think it's called Lycanthropy" Stiles told us. I felt as though I had heard that word somewhere, but I couldn't place it.
"What that is that bad?" Scott asked quickly.
"Oh yeah, it's the worst. But only once a month" Stiles answered us.
"Once a month" Scott and I asked together, beginning to feel like he was joking.
"On the night of the full moon" Stiles told us before he howled like a wolf, causing me to push him back, annoyed. Stiles and Scott started laughing while I took a breath to calm down.

"Okay, you two are the ones that heard the wolf howling" Stiles laughed as we trudged on.
"There could be something seriously wrong with us" I snapped back at him.
"I know the two of you are werewolves" Stiles laughed, before seeing that we were going to need a bit more than that. "Okay, obviously I'm kidding, but if you see me in woodchop class trying to melt all the silver it's because Friday's a full moon" Stiles said as we all came to a halt in the clearing.

"I could have sworn this was it." Scott mumbled, looking to me
"I saw the body, the deer almost trampled us to death, you dropped your inhaler" I listed all the bad things that happened last night.
"Maybe the killer moved the body" Stiles suggested as Scott and I bent down, beginning to look for it.
"If he did, he better have left Scott's bloody inhaler." I told Stiles.
"Those things are like $80 bucks" Scott completely agreed with me. Behind us though, a man showed up, but as Scott and I were too engrossed in looking for the inhaler, we didn't notice, until Stiles tapped us on the shoulder, signalling for us to get up.

"What are you doing here? This is private property" He asked. I had to admit, he wasn't bad looking, but he had to be at least 4 years older than me. He looked like he was about 22, 21.
"We were looking for something. If we had of known, we wouldn't have come, but we dropped it last night. Sorry, we'll just leave" I smiled, though I couldn't help but feel drawn to him.
Suddenly, he threw the inhaler and Scott caught it. He gave me one last look before walking off, but even then, all I wanted to do was run after him and find out more about him.
"Alright, come on man, I have to get to work" Luckily, Scott missed the looks that I had sent him.
"Dude that was Derek Hale; you remember right, he's only like a few years older than us." Stiles told us right as Scott was about to walk to work.
"Remember what?" Scott asked, where as I remembered.
"His family burned to death in a house fire" I mumbled quietly
"All of them?" Scott asked, horrified.
"Most of them" I corrected, before looking back at him. "I wonder what he's doing back"
"Come on" Scott called again, obviously wanting to get to work. We walked off, and I cast one final glance over my shoulder. I swear I saw him do the same.

Stiles dropped me off at home, before dropping Scott off at work. I told Stiles that I was going to be working on homework, but that was a complete lie. In truth, I was going to find out everything I could about Derek Hale. Call it a women's intuition, but something didn't seem right about him. So I researched about everything; what high school he went to, his family, pictures of his family before they died, who died in the fire, basically anything that I could get my hands on. I was about to go to sleep when Scott came racing into my room.
"Kimberly" He screamed, startling me.
"Shit!" I yelped, almost falling off my chair. But Scott was in no laughing mood.
"The bites gone"
I froze and looked at him, before taking off my pants so I was sitting there in my undies. I quickly unwrapped the gauze to see that he was telling the truth.
"Oh my god" I mumbled, staring at the healed skin. There wasn't even a scar to prove that the bite was there.
Scott looked at me with a grave and confused look on his face, before walking out of the room. I stared at my skin for another few minutes, and was about to turn off the light when he walked back in.
"I have a date with Allison" He told me proudly, before walking out of the room. I smiled slightly, before turning around and going to sleep.

I was dreaming. I was lying in a forest, Scott sleeping beside me. When he got up, the two of us began to look around, until we saw the Wolf that had bitten us through the mist of the trees. I yelped, before grabbing Scott and running in the opposite direction, as fast as I could, to get away from the Wolf, which obviously had unfinished business with us. I twisted around every tree possible, Scott following behind me with no difficulty. It was almost as if this was real.
Finally a fence came into our view, and I knew if we didn't jump if, we wouldn't get away. Breathing heavily, I jumped straight over the fence, Scott close behind. The two of us landed in water, before resurfaces to glance around at a heap of trees, more trees, and then… a house. We were in someone's pool. And whoever's pool this is, they were outside watering the garden.
"Morning" Scott said awkwardly as the guy simply stared at us.

That morning, Scott and I had rushed home to get changed, before heading straight to school. Both of us were tired, and cold, so we slugged through the day. I had an extremely short attention span, as well as a short temper which got me sent out of Mr Harris' class, though I didn't mind. I didn't like him. Besides, I don't handle being tired very well. After school, I waited at Scott's locker while he got out everything he needed for Lacrosse.
"Alright little man; how about you tell me where you're getting your juice" Jackson suddenly walked over to us.
"What?" Scott asked, completely confused.
"Where are you getting your juice?" Jackson asked us again, punctuating each word.
"Our mum does all the grocery shopping" Scott said, completely clueless to what he was asking. While they were talking, my patience with Jackson was beginning to wear thin.
"Now listen McCall, you're going to tell me exactly what it is and who you're buying rom, because there's no way in hell you're out there kicking ass on the field like that without some sort of chemical boost"
"Oh you mean steroids!" Scott exclaimed, finally jumping on the bus to 'I understand ville.

"What the hell is going on with you McCall?" Jackson yelled, pushing him back against the locker. I had finally lost my patience.
"Get off of him you idiot" I yelled, shoving him against the locker. "If you really want to know what's going on than listen up. We don't know, what's going on. We are hearing things that we shouldn't hear and smelling things that we shouldn't smell. We are sleepwalking three miles into the bloody wood and were convinced we are out of our fricken minds. Now get out of my face before I punch yours" I growled, before letting him go and pushing him away. He had to have the last say though.
"The two of you think you're so funny. I know the two of you are hiding something, and I'm going to find out what it is. As long as it takes"
I didn't hesitate to punch him in the face.

Scott and I walked out to the field quickly, before I sat and watching Scott as he prepared for this 'try out'. I was still fuming, but thanks to me, Jackson was sporting a black eye and a bloody nose. As soon as I had punched him, he had left, and Scott had to hold me back from completely going at him. It was weird, the angrier I got, the stronger I felt, but then I began to think about my family, and what they would think. That was what eventually pulled me back to earth.
"Scott, Kim? Wait up" Stiles yelled, running across the field to us, before standing next to Scott right as he went to run on.
"Stiles I'm playing the first elimination man can it wait" Scott asked Stiles, before moving to move.
"Wait just hold on. I overheard my dad on the phone; the fibre analysis came back from the lab in LA. They found animal hairs on the body from the woods." Stiles said, desperately trying to get Scott to listen to him.
"Stiles I got to go" Scott said, before moving again, but Stiles pulled him back, I moved to stand beside them.
"Wait no Scott, you're not going to believe what the animal was" Stiles yelped, but Scott had already run onto the field to play his match.
"It was a wolf" Stiles murmured in defeat, but I snapped my head over to him in shock.
"It was a what?" I screeched, but Stiles had already sat down to watch Scott play.

Scott was clearly still mad at Jackson while they were playing, and the feeling was mutual for Jackson.
"How did he get a black eye?" I heard Stiles ask me quietly.
"I may have accidently on purpose punched him when he was pissing me off" I told Stiles. His reaction was to laugh, and pat me on the back.
"I owe you" he told me as we watch my brother get knocked down by 3 players. Then he got the ball again.
He shot past three players, dodging them all, before switching the stick between his hands to avoid another two. Then, he did something that made him look like a ballerina. He front flipped over the last line of players, before throwing the goal into the net, right in between the goalies legs. Everyone cheered him, including Stiles and I, but I couldn't scratch the feeling that this had something to do with the fact that we were getting angry, and then getting powerful. I shouldn't have been able to overpower Jackson, but I did.
"You're starting, you made first line" I heard the Coach tell Scott, so I started cheering again, before running over to him and bowling him over in a forceful hug.

Scott and I didn't do much after the game; he was still on a high over the fact that he had made first line. About an hour before we were due to head to the party (I was riding solo), Stiles called us over. He opened the door with a startled and serious expression on his face.
"Get in. You got to see this" He said, ushering us in before closing the door behind us. "I've been up all night, reading websites, books, all this stuff" He piled on, going straight over to his desk to show us everything he had collected.
"How much Adderall have you had today?" Scott interrupted with a laugh.
"A lot… doesn't matter" Stiles told us, but it didn't stop us from laughing. "Okay, just listen"
"What, is this about the body? Did they find out who did it?" Scott asked quickly, throwing his bag on the floor and taking a seat next to me on Stiles' bed.
"No, they're still questioning people, even Derek Hale" Stiles told us.
"Oh, the guy in the woods that we saw the other day" Scott said, thinking that it was Derek who killed the girl.
"It wasn't him" I told my twin quickly, but Stiles interrupted us before we could argue.
"Yeah okay, yes, but that's not it" He told us.
"What then?" Scott and I asked at the same time, confused as to why he was being so serious.

"Remember that joke from the other day? Not a joke anymore" Stiles told us, while we just stared at him with a confused look gracing both of our faces.
"The Wolf, the bite in the woods… I started going all this reading" He stood up, looking annoyed at us. "Do you even know why a Wolf howls?"
"Should we?" I asked him
"It's a signal, okay, when a wolf's alone it howls to signal its location to the rest of the pack. So if you heard a wolf howling that means other could have been nearby. Maybe even a whole pack of them" Stiles told us quickly.
"A whole pack of wolves" Scott yelped, alarmed.
"No, werewolves" Stiles answered him. I felt my eyes widen and I looked at Scott. I didn't know if I should believe him or not. Scott had made up his mind though.

"Are you seriously wasting my time with this? You know I'm picking Allison in an hour" Scott told him, getting up and moving to walk out the door.
"I saw you on the field today Scott. Okay, what you did wasn't just amazing. It was impossible. And Kim, how did you manage to pin a guy who's twice as strong as you against a wall?"
"So what; he made a good shot and I got lucky" I mumbled, not really wanting to believe the werewolf story.
"No, he made an incredible shot. I mean, the way he moved, his speed, his reflexes, your strength, your hearing. People can't just suddenly do that overnight. Don't even get me started on how Scott doesn't need his inhaler anymore" Stiles yelled at us, trying to make us see his point.
"Okay, dude, I can't think about this now. We'll talk tomorrow."

"Tomorrow what… no the full moons tonight! Don't you get it?" Stiles practically screamed at us.
"What are you trying to do? I just made first line, I got a date with a girl who I can't believe wants to go out with me. My twin sister just gave her worst enemy some marks to remember her by. Everything in our lives is somehow perfect. Why are you trying to ruin it?" Scott told him, finally losing it.
"I'm trying to help. You two are cursed. You know what?" Stiles said, going to sit in his chair as Scott and I watched him from near the door. "And it's not just that the moon will cause you to physically change, it also just so happens to be when your blood lust will be at its peak" he told us.
"My blood lust. Is that like a period on steroids or something?" I asked disbelievingly.
"Yeah…" Stiles said absentmindedly, before hearing what I said. "No, it's your urge to kill" Stiles clarified.
"Oh, trust me when I say that I'm feeling an urge to kill Stiles" I growled annoyed.

"You got to hear this" Stiles still wasn't letting up. "The change can be caused by anger, or anything that raises your pulse. You were angry when you were arguing with Jackson, that's how you got stronger. And Scott, I haven't seen anyone raise your pulse like Allison does" Stiles paused, before getting up and heading to Scott's backpack. "You got to cancel this date. You got to call her right now"
"What are you doing?" Scott yelled, annoyed and angry.
"I'm cancelling the date" Stiles told him as he found the phone.
"No!" Scott yelled. "Give it to me" He said, pushing Stiles against the wall and putting his hand up like he was going to punch him. Seeing that someone needed to intervene, I came over and placed a hand on Scott's shoulder, letting him know that this wasn't the answer. Finally, Scott let him go, and instead slashed the chair.
"I'm sorry" Scott seemed to realise what he had done. "I got to go get ready for that party" He said, leading me to the door, looking and feeling guilty. "I'm sorry" he mumbled again, before walking out of the door with me.

We got back to the house, and honestly, I was in no mood to party what so ever. There was something drawing me there though, as though it was like I needed to go to that party. So, Scott and I were sharing the bathroom, he was brushing his teeth and I was trying to comb through my matted hair. I was in a tank top and shorts, getting ready to get into my dress, while he was only in a towel. We both finished at the same time, and walked out together.
"Mum!" I yelped as she practically jumped out at the two of us.
"Is this a party or a date?" Our mum, Melissa McCall asked us.
"Party" I answered, but at the same time Scott said;
"Date." Our mother chuckled at us.
"Date for him, party for me" I clarified.
"And her name is?" Mum asked Scott, understanding what we meant now.
"Allison" He told her, a small blush creeping onto his cheeks.

"Allison, nice" Mum said, as she handed him the car keys. I groaned inwardly, wondering how I was going to get to the party, but I didn't say anything out loud.
"Thankyou" Scott said with a small smile on his face.
"We don't need to have a talk do we?" Now, I knew exactly what mum meant by 'talk', but Scott clearly didn't.
"Mum, I'm not having the safe sex talk with you" He said. I instantly cracked up laughing at the look on our mothers face.
"Oh, oh my God, no I meant about keeping the tank full. Give me those back" She told him, snatching the keys back.
"Are you serious?" He groaned, annoyed.
"You bet your ass I'm serious. I'm not going to end up on some reality television show with a pregnant 16 year old. Come on." Mum told him.

About an hour later, I stepped out of the house, debating on calling a cab, when I saw someone step out of the shadows.
"I can see you" I called; knowing that the person who was standing there was watching me. Suddenly, Derek Hale, the guy from the forest earlier, stepped out.
"Where's your brother?" He asked me, trying to seem all tough.
"At a party" I told him. Derek was about to leave when I stopped him. "We're werewolves aren't we?" I asked boldly. Derek whipped around so fast I thought he had given himself whiplash. He looked around with wild eyes before looking at me again.
"Get in the car" He told me, before hopping in his side. Well, didn't that sound strange.

"You didn't answer my question" I told him as we were driving. For some reason, I felt powerful when I was sitting next to him, like I could be as bold as I wanted, like I had no limits.
"I never said that I would" He answered back. I bit my tongue, trying to come up with a comeback, but I had nothing. Eventually, the silence got to him. "Yes" He answered me.
I wasn't surprised by the revelation. Once I got home and had time to think through all the stuff the Stiles had told us, everything made sense. It didn't bother me. I knew it would bother Scott though.
"Are you alright with it?" Derek asked me.
"I'm completely fine with it" I smiled slightly as we pulled up at the party. He opened his door and I opened mine, before we walked in together.
"You're not leaving my sight" I whispered, knowing that he would cause trouble if he did. I could tell that wasn't how he wanted to do things, but I don't think he was in the mood to argue with me.

The two of us stood near the gate, a dog barking behind us. Scott looked over, saw Derek, and frowned, but when he saw me, his gaze became confused.
"He will blame you" I told Derek quietly, knowing he wouldn't be listening to what we were saying.
"How do you know?" Derek asked me.
"Because he's my brother" I said, before turning around to the non-stop barking dog which was giving me the shits. I glared at it, and it almost instantly shut up.
"Is that a wolf thing?" I asked Derek. He just chuckled quietly to himself and pulled me away.

"What's going to happen?" I asked Derek quietly as we waited outside the house, sitting on the steps.
"He will feel confused, want to kill, all the things that stereo typical werewolves do" He told me.
"Why haven't I changed?" I asked him quietly.
Derek hesitated before looking at me. "I don't know" He told me, and I could tell he was lying. I sighed quietly, before seeing Scott run out, looking dazed. He didn't notice Derek and I, he just ran straight to the car. I looked at Derek, but he was looking towards Allison, Scott's date that was looking at the car with a hurt look on her face.
"You are not taking her home without me" I told him seriously. He sighed, but let me tag along.
"Allison, hi" I started, but Derek cut me off.
"Allison, I'm a friend of Scott's. My name's Derek"

Derek and I dropped Allison off home fairly quickly, before he drove to the woods. Derek seemed to know what would happen with Scott, things like where he would go and what he would do when he had changed.
"Why haven't I changed?" I asked him quietly, repeating my question from earlier that night. Derek looked at me.
"Do you feel like you're going to change?" He asked me, trying to work it out.
"It feels like I'm pulling it back" I told him honestly. He looked at me thoughtfully.
"What are you thinking about?" He asked me another question.
"My family, Stiles, the people I care about" I answered honestly.
"Good, keep holding onto that" He told me, before lifting his head up as though he had heard something. "Scott's coming" He told me, before retreated into the shadows. I bit my lip, stopping myself from yelling out to him because he had left me.

"Where are they?" I heard Scott yell. I froze; he obviously didn't know that I had gone with Derek by choice.
"She's safe, from you" I heard Derek call, before he appeared from nowhere, and pinned Scott to the ground. They rolled around for a bit, before Derek eventually pinned him to the three next to me.
"What did you do with them" Scott asked, but I picked up my ears as I heard something.
"Scott shut up" I growled, turning to Derek with wide eyes.
"Shush, quiet" He told the two of us, before turning his head in annoyance. "Too late, they're already here. Run" He told Scott, before pulling me along. But apparently, Scott had forgotten how to move his legs, because he sat there for a second, before getting up, only to be nearly hit by an arrow. He turned around, and then he was hit by an arrow. He got pinned to the tree. There, three people revealed themselves, one in the front and two in the back. I stopped to look at Derek, who shifted his head to the two hunters in the back. I smirked to myself and watched as Derek took down the two people at the back, though secretly, I was really confused about what was going on. When the guy at the front turned his back, I ran over to Scott and pulled the arrow out of his arm.

I pushed Scott away and went to run, but not fast enough as I locked eyes with the hunter in the front. He looked at me, but I took off running sensing that Derek was right behind us. Eventually, when we had deemed that we had run far enough, we stopped, and Scott slowly came back to being a human.
"Who were they?" Scott asked, while I looked at Derek with a questioning look.
"Hunters, their kind have been hunting us for century's" Derek told Scott as I closed my eyes. Being a teen werewolf was not going to be easy.
"Us? You mean you, you did this to us" This was exactly how I predicted Scott would handle this.
"Is it really so bad Scott? That you can see better, hear things more clearly, move faster than any human could hope? You've been given something that most people would kill for. The bite is a gift. You should start handling it like your sister." Derek told him, getting annoyed.
"I don't want it" Scott growled at him, choosing to ignore the comment about me.
"You will. And the two of you are going to need me if you want to learn how to control it. See, it's you, Kim and I now Scott. We're in this together"
I can think of better things that people have said to my brother.

The following morning, Scott and I were walking next to the forest on the side of the road, where we had been only 2 days earlier. Only this time, we weren't condemned to walk home, and Stiles was coming to pick us up. Scott had been silent the whole walk, and I knew he was finding it hard to deal with everything that had transpired. I had always been crap in the comforting department though, and any words I said would only make the situation worse. When Stiles arrived to pick us up, the two of us got into his car silently, me sitting in the back.
"You know what scares me the most?" Scott said after another few minutes of silence.
"If you say Allison I'll rip your throat out with my teeth" I growled at him. If he had just spent 3 hours moping because of Allison, I was going to kill him.
"She probably hates me now" Scott groaned to me, and I felt slightly bad for bringing it up.
"Look, I highly doubt that, but it would probably be a good idea to come up with the best apology of all time." I told him, but then Stiles had to open his big mouth.
"Or you could just tell her and revel in the awesomeness in the fact that you and your sister are freaking werewolves!" Scott gave Stiles a look that could kill. "Okay, bad idea" Stiles said, taking it back. Scott sighed and looked out the window.
"Hey, we'll get through this. Come on, if I have to, I'll chain the two of you up myself on full moon night and feed you both live mice." I made a face at the thought. "I had a boa once, I could do it."
That comment made Scott and I laugh.

Scott and I sat on the bench at school, silent. It felt like we were mourning something, a part of us that we could never get back. Then, Allison walked past, and Scott saw his chance.
"Go get her" I laughed quietly, just loud enough for him to hear me. I didn't listen in, giving them some privacy, but almost burst into laughter when Allison's parents showed up right before she went to kiss him. Allison went to step into the car and Scott went to walk to me, but we both froze when we saw who her dad was.
He looked at Scott with cold eyes, almost threatening him if she hurt her daughter. And then he saw me. I could hear his heartbeat speed up, and I knew he recognised who I was. I would find out in the following months if he chose to act on it.