Prologue Part 2!

I am just ending these in such a cheesy way for some reason. Sorry? You'll see this again, just in a different aspect since it will be in her point of view and it will definitely be extended.

Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Wolf, only my OC.

The forests of Beacon Hills were quiet this night, giving everyone a sense of security. Maybe nothing bad would happen tonight and they would finally get a break from the crazy that is always happening in the small town.

But the quiet was an unusual quiet. Derek Hale was especially alert to it. After living in the forest so long he knows the difference between a peaceful quiet and the quiet before a storm; tonight, neither were the case. It was almost as if the forest had retreated within itself a little further in a welcoming type of way, almost as if it were a sign of respect developed from familiarity. The forest knew something that no one else did and Derek knew that it hadn't been like this in a long time, not since he was a kid.

The forest's deep breath of air was soon let out, so Derek paid no mind to it and let himself focus on the task at hand. Scott McCall had noticed his strange behavior but didn't think much of it; Derek is always moody. Scott was more focused at the task at hand, even more so than everyone else at the Hale house.

The whole gang was there; Derek, the newly found Cora, Scott, Isaac, Boyd, Stiles too, though he is only human, he is still respected enough to be welcomed, even Peter Hale made an appearance. The reason Scott McCall couldn't calm his nerves is because his ex-girlfriend, but current love, was to be here any minute now, accompanied by her father. You would think since the meeting was scheduled on peaceful terms, he wouldn't be so worried but just seeing Alison after everything they had been through together was just an array of emotion.

Derek Hale hated asking hunters for 'help' but people were dying and he didn't know half the story and he needed all the information he could get and one person he thought that might even know a little bit was Christopher Argent. Even if they had quit the hunting gig, they still had knowledge of his world, sometimes even more than he had and he was hopeful that on this subject, that would be the case.

While everyone was anticipating this meeting at the Hale house, the forest had grown peaceful now. The sense of familiarity flowing through it as four paws ran quickly through the forest. Branches and vines were thrown back by the wind that was left after such speed fled through the forest.

The werewolves in the room perked up to the sound of a car driving up and all straightened up, this alerted Stiles too, by now he could pick up on all of the little werewolf ticks. Soon enough Chris and Allison Argent walked through the beat up door of the Hale house that was now dimly lit with candles. Derek didn't like the idea of inviting them into his apartment so decided this would be a more fitting place of meeting.

"Derek" Chris greeted in a monotone voice

"Chris" Derek mimicked his tone, which annoyed the older man a little. Even though they weren't enemies they still had the habit of feeling hate towards each other, it was what they were taught, how they were raised. Not a habit so easily broken.

"Allison told me why you asked to meet me, and I came to remind you that I still don't plan on having anything to do with this anymore… It's taken too much"

Derek nodded, understanding. This was something both sides could agree on.

"I understand, but you were involved for a long time… that's why I have to ask if you have any information I don't… I'm trying to handle this and I can't without knowing everything possible"

Chris nodded, understanding what he meant. People were being threatened, people important to Derek.

"The alpha pack. You know they're here, right?" Derek questioned, earning a nod

"I do… I know who they are but I can't tell you why they're here… or anything else about them. I would tell you anything I knew" he said honestly. Even though he was out of the business, he still was curious himself of whom this pack was and what they wanted here. He knew it couldn't be good but he also knew he couldn't get involved.

Everyone in the room was tense, on edge about the two enemies meeting face to face. Beside Chris, his daughter was especially on edge. She had been messing around with what they vowed to stay away from in hopes to help her friends and one person there knew about it. If Isaac Lahey said anything, she would be in for it.

"Well, thank you anyways." Derek said, actually sincerely

"If I manage to come upon any information, I'll be sure to relay" the Argent said, hopeful that would satisfy the wolf. Derek nodded and Chris turned to leave. Alison looked to everyone, giving a small smile.

As soon as the young girl turned something strong pushed her down. She landed hard on her back, the breath knocked out of her. She looked up her eyes meeting pale gray ones, paws pressed against her; one pressing against her chest, keeping her pined and the other against her neck, the claws threatening to break skin.

The scene had happened so fast, it didn't fully register to anyone that a wolf had made it into the hale house so quietly and swift fully that no one there had noticed.

Across the room, Scott McCall was thrown into protective mode. He didn't care what or who it was but they were threatening Alison's life so if he had to, he would take theirs.

The sense of familiarity that the forest had felt was now poured into three people in the Hale house; Derek, Cora and Chris Argent all looked with wide eyes. None of them could accept the situation as reality. They knew the fate of Talia Hale and there was no way that this black wolf before them could be her. But still, the wolf wore the same necklace and had the same dark fur, plus the rare ability to fully shift into a wolf at all.

Cora knew more about the situation though, so she could quickly deduce what was happening before her eyes but that knowing didn't make it any less shocking or breath taking. Still, she reacted immediately when Scott ran for the black wolf hovering over Alison. She darted in front of him, growling at him with a killing intent no one had ever heard from the girl before. The protective nature had almost immediately clicked back into her like it had never left after all these years.

The nature that she had six years ago after her mother instructed her to take her younger sister and escape the Hale house. If this was all as real as it seemed, Cora would not allow death itself to stop her from fulfilling what she wished she could have those years ago.

"What the hell!" Scott yelled at Cora. She didn't respond, only snarled, warning him once again that if he tried anything he would regret it. Scott snarled back, challenging her. To the side of them a sickening growl erupted from Derek Hale's throat, warning everyone in the room to calm down.

Now, it was Peter Hale's turn to step in. Even though Derek managed to bring that growl out of nowhere, he was in no position to back it up with the shock that filled his body. Peter moved closer to the touchy situation happening between this black wolf and Alison.

"I know what you're thinking" Peter said knowingly "It's not Kate… come on, you must remember what Kate looks like. What she smells like. I don't know how much blood this girl may or may not have on her hands, but you know whatever the amount, it doesn't equal to Kate's"

The wolf looked back down to Alison before snarling one last time before backing off of the girl. Peter smiled a little, almost in fascination looking at the sight before his eyes. The wolf's eyes confused them all. They weren't red at all, not a bright yellow, or an electric blue but a simple pale gray.

The wolf still stood in alert, staring at Chris Argent. She definitely had known this hunter at one time.

"Surprisingly enough we're on level ground at the moment. Not enemies, they won't hurt you… especially with everyone in the room" Peter pointed out. The older Hale's tone annoyed Chris but that was just Peter.

The wolf finally calmed, still not fully trusting, though it's doubted she ever would fully be.

Peter walked closer, sliding the jacket off of his shoulders and laid it on the back of the wolf. Many in the room looked at him like he was crazy, but those in the know stared, not blinking, the anticipation getting to them as they waited. But finally before their eyes, the fur started to retreat from the wolf and turned to pale skin, the legs turned into arms and legs and the creature once standing on all fours stood on two legs. Where the wolf once stood now stood a young girl clutching the jacket given to her around her body. Long dark curls hung down to her waist and she slowly looked up to meet eyes with her family.

The Hales all let out a held breath, seeing who stood before them; though she was all grown up now, the same blue-green eyes from so long ago looked back at them. Cora's lips turned up into a smile and tears brimmed in her eyes.

"Rose"

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