I have to say I enjoy watching Teen Wolf from the beginning again. It's even funnier when I imagine Sawyer being there. Anyway her is the next chapter, like usual I don't own Teen Wolf just my OC's.


Sawyer was at home putting on the finishing touches of her party outfit when she heard the constant pounding of her door. She was about to move and get it when she heard her younger brother shout, "I'll get it." And she shrugged her shoulders not honestly caring that much.

Sawyer reach over to her closet and pulled out her one good coat. It was a black pea coat that honestly reminded her of Sherlock. She wasn't a fan of the show but Tumblr certainly was. She was also sporting her only dress which was stripped blue and white dress that reached just below her knees while the sleeve went down to her elbows. She had to adjust to her jacket a little bit because of how warm she was feeling, which was odd considering she could see her own breath outside.

She felt weird. Plain and simple. There was something knowing inside of her that want to get out desperately and there was a very big part of her that wanted to give in. There was a stomping up the stairs and the next thing she knew Stiles was bursting threw her door papers flying everywhere as he fell onto the floor. Stiles somehow feel with his papers and he was on the floor trying to grab all the papers around him.

Sawyer back up, "Stiles what the hell are you doing here?" She yelled at the boy.

He looked up at her panting, "Oh good you haven't left yet there's still time." He said to himself more than her. He got up, taking a few papers with him, and looked her in the eyes with fear. "Sawyer," he swallowed and she started to hear a pounding in the room, "I know that this is going to be hard to believe but I think you and Scott might be werewolves."

Sawyer took a deep breath throwing her arms out to the sides, "Stiles I already know that." She said calmly.

He freaked out letting the papers fly again, "What! Since when?"

She shrugged her shoulders, "Early today, my brother told me."

Stiles looked at her confused, "and you just believed him?" His one had started twitching. It was funny.

"Cassidy doesn't lie to me." She said and adjusted her jacket some more, "Now if you excuse me I have a party that I don't want to go too."

"Sawyer you can't tonight is the full moon. It's when you'll be at your peak and you won't be able to control anything."

Sawyer waved her hand and started making her way down the stairs Stiles following quickly, "I already got the whole speech from the Grumpy Cat Meme, I don't need another one. I'm going to this party Hell or High Water."

He looked off to the side and muttered, "Or a few dead squirrels."

"I heard that." She stated.

"You were meant to?" Stiles spat out.

Both made it to the front door and Sawyer turned around, "Look here Spaztastic," She said and Stiles glared at her, "I don't get much free time in my life, like, at all. So tonight, full moon, or not hunters, or not I am going to this damn party. Nobody is going to ruin it for me not Coach, not Derek Hale, not Allison Argent, not you, and especially not Scott McCall!" She yelled.

Stiles sighed and gestured towards the front door, "Can I at least take you there?"

Sawyer huffed, "Fine but don't think that this makes us friends."

Stiles rolled his eyes and walked out the front door, "Wouldn't dream of it."

Sawyer walked out and entered the blue jeep of Stiles and she can't help but agree with what she said before. No one was going to ruin this night, she was going to make it the best party she had ever been to. Nothing could ruin it, no Alpha, nothing.

Not ever her terrible neighbor Scott McCall.


Scott McCall was ruing her evening. And it had started out semi-decently too.

Stiles had driven her to the party where he had all but kicked her out of his car and to the curb. After yelling at him and giving him the one finger solute he had run off and tried to find Scott. Sawyer, however, decided that she has had enough Scott McCall to fill her yearly quota and went to drink some alcohol.

After getting a cup, she started to drink it and noticed that nothing was happening to her, after the sixth cup she deduced that she could no longer get drunk. Thanks a lot Scott. Slumping over in defeat she tossed the cup to the ground and looked at it in longing. Everything that normal teenagers liked she wouldn't be able to like because now she was freaking werewolf. How many people can say they had that happen to them. She watched as the liquid flowed down the pavement watched as it weaved its way into the cracks of the ground. Sawyer shed her coat and hoped that it wouldn't get to ruined while she left it on the chair.

That's when a headache came and the world started to tilt. Everything was becoming blurry and sharpening at the same time. Her jaw was starting to her and she felt like she was at the dentist and he was adding more teeth then taking them away. Stumbling through the crowd of sweaty teenagers she covered her face as best she could. She made it to the side of the house until the pain was too much causing her knees to buckle and roared out in pain.

Sawyer wanted to punch something, rip it apart shreds until it was dead, she wanted it to squeal, but most of all she wanted to hurt something. She dug her nails into the ground and noticed that they were unnaturally long and that they were more like claws. She put hands on the side of her face and felt hair that was not there before. When she licked her tongue over her teeth she found out that she had fangs. She put her nose in the air and took one big inhale was found the sent that she had been looking for.

Scott was the reason that she was in this whole mess, to begin with he was the one that she really wanted to hurt.

She turned around and saw that Scott was running off into his car and she was half attempted to follow him. Sawyer was pulled back though by someone holding onto her jacket, "I know you want to but don't do it, Sawyer." She heard the low voice of Derek Hale say.

He was not helping this situation.

"I know it hurts but you need to calm down. Out of the two of you, I think you'll learn a lot faster than Scott." She tried to take deep calming breaths but the rage came back up. She then thought of her brother and face of horror he would wear if he knew that she had hurt someone. Scott was her neighbor, a very bad neighbor, but he didn't need to be mauled by her. Having enough she threw Derek to the ground and ran off into the forest hoping to get away from everything.

Sawyer ran for a long time, for a very long time. She tried to run all of the rage out of her but it seems that it wasn't working. Sniffing the air, she tried to find something that she could take her anger out on something. Using her new heightened senses, she tried to find anything that she could. Sawyer heard a quick snap of a branch and she instantly lunged sinking her teeth it to what was now a dead rabbit.

It wasn't like she had liked the feeling of the blood in her mouth or it is dripping all over her body. She didn't like how it tasted, she spat it out, in fact that only thing she didn't like was satisfaction she got when she killed poor Thumper. Realizing what she was doing Sawyer dropped the dead rabbit and looked at it in horror. Tears pulled in her eyes as she looked down at herself and saw that her dress now had blood all over it along with her arms as well.

Then Sawyer heard the telltale signs of someone walking through the woods and she quickly scramble to her feet running in the opposite direction of it. She ran as fast as she could be keeping her panting to a minimum before she caught the familiar sent of Scott again.

Stopping in her path she turned to the side and thought for a moment of how bad of an idea it could be. The feeling of rage crept up again but then she remembered her brothers face and it wasn't as bad as before. For a moment she could control it.

For a moment she didn't feel like a monster.

Taking a calming breath, she started in the direction of Scott, not to hurt him, but to help him. She ran faster than had ever run before. Her legs weren't burning and she felt like she could smell, hear, and see everything around her. As she ran faster the scent got stronger telling her that she was closer to Scott that she originally thought.

There was another rustling of leaves and she turned around hoping that it was Scott but was caught off guard by the sound of something firing. The next thing Sawyer knew she had an arrow in her collarbone and she cried out in pain. She pulled at the arrow and yanked it out of her while letting out a large howl. Once she got a good look at it she could help but roll her eyes, an arrow she thought how old fashion of them. She broke off the tip and kept the arrowhead for herself, just for future reference and because she didn't want them to have her blood. She heard another whizz of an arrow and Sawyer booked it out of there.

Then she heard the scream of Scott and she swore her heart stopped. She ran in the direction of the scream and saw him pinned against a tree an arrow through his forearm. Sawyer ran faster towards him not caring who saw her and finally came upon him. He was panting like he too had been running but unlike her he wasn't covered in rabbit blood.

Scott opened his eyes and squinted at her, "Sawyer?" he croaked out, "Is that you?"

She nodded her head but she doubted he could see it in the dark, "Yeah it's me." She reached up and placed a hand on the shaft of the arrow.

"Why are you covered in blood?" he asked realizing her state of dress.

"Umm," She tried to find a lie but deicide against it, "Let's just say that Thumper just met the big bad wolf."

"You ate a rabbit?" he asked more confused and acting like that was the biggest deal at the moment instead of people shooting arrows at them.

"Scott, we have people hunting us down while shooting arrows at us. Wondering if I ate a rabbit raw is not a big deal right now."

"You ate it raw?" he asked and she yanked hard at the arrow releasing it from his forearm. He glared up at her, "Thanks."

"You're welcome now let's find a way out of here before Robin Hood and his Merry band of Misfits find us." She turned around and started walking away but Scott pulled her back with a hand on her shoulder.

"We can't leave just yet Allison might still be out here with Derek Hale." He stated pointing to a jacket that had been hanging on a tree branch and she could tell that he truly did fear for his maybe girlfriend's life.

Sawyer sighed and rolled her eyes dramatically while pointing a finger at him, "You owe me big time for this McCall." She stated and turned around, "Now let's go find Allison."

Too late.

There was another crunch and both teenagers looked over to see multiple men standing there looking intimidating as hell. Sawyer's heart started to beat faster and she couldn't help but feel like maybe this was her end. She was going to be shot by werewolf hunters and her last meal had been a fucking rabbit, how saw is that. She held onto Scott's hand tightly and she squeezed it back looking equally as terrified as she did. Sawyer did her best to get a good look at the man who was about to kill him and she had to say for a middle-aged guy he was doing well for himself. He had salt and pepper hair with piercing blue eyes that looked ready to kill.

Then out of nowhere Derek Hale came flying in. She jumped back surprised by the action of the older male and she let go of Scott's hand in the process. She turned towards Scott and looked at him confused, "Where the hell did he come from?" She asked.

Scott growled and ignored her question completely. Sawyer watched as Derek had started taking the hunters out one by one and once he thought he had taken enough of them out he started running in the opposite direction. Not one to pass an opportunity to live Sawyer ran in the same direction as him with Scott trailing not too far behind her. They ran for a while and Sawyer noticed that in the time they had run she no longer had fangs or facial hair she looked over to Scott to see the same thing had happen to him.

They were normal again.

Being the ever-graceful thing that he is Scott managed to fall on the ground and lean up against the tree. It was only then that she noticed he was not wearing a shirt and Sawyer thought that it was kind of weird that every time she met him in the woods he didn't have a shirt on.

Sawyer could tell that Scott was freaking out, "Who were they!" he said sounding like he was on the verge of screaming and crying.

Derek turned around looking to see if someone was there and when he was satisfied there wasn't anybody there he turned to Scott and Sawyer, "Hunters." He paused for dramatic effect, "The kind that have been hunting us for centuries

Sawyer rolled her eyes as she put her hands on her knees trying to catch her breath, "Talk about holding a grudge." She mumbled.

Derek's comment was last straw for Scott as he bolted us from his place on the ground, "Us!" He yelled at him, "You mean you, you did this to me," he stopped for a moment and then gestured to Sawyer, "to us!"

"Is it really so bad Scott?" Derek asked coming closer to the two and Sawyer couldn't help but look at him like he had two heads instead of one, "that you can see better…hear more clearly, move faster than any human could ever hope? You've been given something most people would kill for."

Both Derek and Scott stared at each other and Sawyer felt like a fish out of water.

"The bite is a gift." Derek said.

"I don't want it." Was Scott's reply.

"Am I the only still concerned about the hunters, who have weapons, and are actively hunting us right now!" Sawyer shouted at the two boys who seemed to have ignored her completely.

"You will." Derek continued and she groaned, "And you're going to need me when you want to learn how to control it." He leaned closer to Scott pushing him against the tree and it took everything in her not to push him over. "So, you, me, and her Scott…we're all brothers now." Derek backed away and let Scott fall to the ground in defeat.

Scott looked like he needed some time alone and honestly the blood that was all over Sawyer was starting to dry and become sticky. She sighed and started running after Derek who was surprisingly quick getting through the woods. Then she remembered that he lived out here most of his life and probably played with his siblings all the time.

With Cora.

Nope. Sawyer shoved that thought way back into her head never to be seen again. "Hey Grumpy Cat!" She called out and she saw Derek stop in his tracts and turned around looking at her up and down. He was probably noticing how bloody she truly was and his eyes widen at her dress which now resemble the American flag.

"What do you want?" He asked irritated.

"A ride home." She stated as she made her way over to him avoiding all the different branches and rocks. "I hitched a ride with McCall's friend Spaztastic and I am not walking home looking like this." She gestured to herself.

He raised his eyebrow at her, "Whose blood is that anyways?" He asked.

She finally made it over to him and she looked around the woods trying to find a way to tell him. Giving up she put her hands on her hips and mumbled, "A rabbit's blood." She mumbled.

Derek had what looked like a small smile on his face but honest she couldn't tell from that although his tone of voice gave it away when he asked, "I'm sorry what did you say?" He moved in closer to her with a hand behind hid ear.

Sawyer glared at him, "I might have eaten a rabbit in my time as a werewolf." She tried to sound dignified but there was nothing good about eating Thumper.

Derek snorted, "Wow, talk about embracing the wild side." He said.

"Well are you going to give me a ride home or what?" She threw her hands into the air, "Because I don't want to walk home with Thumper's blood all over me while the hunter dudes are still in the woods." She complained.

He looked over her shoulder, "What about Scott?" he asked.

Sawyer rolled her eyes and shrugged her shoulders, "Screw Scott he ruined my night and my only dress, bastard can wait a few hours. I'm sure Stiles will eventually find him, he's freaking Beetlejuice call his name three times and just shows up."

This time Derek did grin and crossed his arms over his chest, "Alright, let's go." He said motioning to the clearing in the woods. Sawyer let out a whoop of victory, "But I don't want any blood in my car." He said to her while the made their way to his shiny black Camero.

"Shut it discount Grumpy Cat." She whispered as he entered his car and sat in it. She was just about to open the door when he locked it. She heard the car unlock and she pulled on the door just as he locked it again making door still locked. "Come on Derek open the damn door."

He grinned as he put a pair of sunglasses on and finally enabled her to open the door. Sawyer opened it as quickly as she could and grumpily sat in the car looking at him. "You do realize that only douchebags were sunglasses at night, right?" She asked.

He turned to her and smile, "I'm might be a douchebag but I least I didn't kill Bambi's best friend."

She should have just walked home.


After turning into a werewolf, the previous night before Sawyer had never been more thankful for school the next morning. Her whole school day was mundane and she had welcomed it with open arms considering the whole night before. She hadn't talked to Scott yet and she had the feeling that he didn't exactly like the fact that she had left him in the forest all by himself with hunters.

Then again, he did get her turned into a werewolf.

It was the end of the day and her last class had just ended when Stiles ran up to her, "Hey buddy!" He exclaimed while putting a hand on her shoulder, "I see you didn't die last night so that's good."

Sawyer turned around and took his hand off her shoulder, "First off, I'm not your buddy. Second don't you have a certain McCall to find." She asked.

Stiles waved it off, "He's trying to talk to Allison about last night and how he totally ditched her."

Sawyer smiled, "This I have to see." She said turning towards the door and running with her backpack half swung over her shoulder. She opened the doors just in time to see Scott talking to Allison and what looked like Allison giving him a second chance at dating.

"Bye Scott." She heard Allison say as she ran off to a red SUV and a man came out of it to open the car door.

Sawyer's breath caught in her throat as she stared at the man who had shot her and Scott last night. The man who had shot them, a hunter, was Allison's father. Allison's dad glared at Scott before getting back in the car and driving off. Sawyer swallowed a lump in her throat and made her way down to a shock stricken Scott with Stiles following her.

They all stood there watching the car drive off and Sawyer turned to look at Scott, "You are so dead." She said.

Scott gulped and looked at her, "I know."

Stiles looked at the them expectantly and flared his arms out, "Guys!" He yelled causing both, Sawyer and Scott, to jump and stare at the boy, "You mind clueing in your old buddy Stiles here."

Scott then turned to his best friend, "The hunter that chased us last night…is Allison's dad."

Stiles then raised his eyebrows and now looked back to the parking lot, "Wow, Sawyer was right. You are dead."


HAHAH Silly Stiles, Sawyer is always right.