The Art of Love & War.
Maya Alexander is new to Beacon Hills after her family mysteriously moves to town. Many things about this girl are a mystery to the werewolves that roam the town. Will they come to find her true nature and why she has come to Beacon Hills, and why the werewolves are so intoxicated by her scent. **This has some elements of Season 3 incorporated into this story. I only own Maya. **
The school day had passed by quick for Maya she was feeling a little out of it due to the current issues she was having with her parents she decided to skip Chemistry and wander the halls. That was until she wandered straight into a hard brick wall. Or at least she thought was a wall.
"Ouch," she rubbed her bottom as it stung from impact with the ground. She looked up to see what or rather whom she had run into, "Ah- Ethan right?" She tried to identify which twin she was now facing. The Alpha shook his head, his eyes flashed.
"No. I'm Aiden. The better looking twin." He charmed. Causing Maya to smile he inhaled her scent. Amazing, he thought. The Alphas had no idea who or what this girl was. But Aiden knew she would most likely be trouble when they found out. But he couldn't help to be intrigued by her.
"You're also the straight twin." It was now her turn to turn on the charm.
"Very true but my brother seems to be very drawn to you as well." He chuckled and he got closer to her laying his head in the crook of her neck just smelling her beautiful scent. Maya began to get nervous.
"I-ah-um." Maya backed into the row of lockers aligned against the wall.
"Looks like I make someone nervous." Aiden's lips hovered over hers.
"I-"
"Aiden, I've been looking," Lydia has rounded the corner and her eyes landed on the pair almost kissing, "Would someone like to explain me what is going on?" She was clearly jealous. Maya runs away frantically down the hall leaving the two.
"Why are all of you flocking to her!?" an enraged Lydia asked.
Aiden just blankly stared at her as if he were being released from a trance.
Maya found herself sitting in the BHHS front office. Biting her nails she found a row of chairs in front of Ms. Morrell the guidance counselor's office. Minutes after she sat Ms. Morrell came out of her office.
"Ah. Miss Maya Alexander." Maya looked up at the older woman and followed her into her office. "Have a seat," Maya quickly fell into the seat across from Ms. Morrell's desk, "I wasn't expecting to run into you so soon. But after Alan ran into you last night I-"
"Deaton, the vet, my cousin?"
"My brother."
"So we're?" Maya looked up.
"Cousins."
"Great, another freaking family reunion." Maya rolled her eyes and put her face in her hands.
"I know this is all frustrating for you. Ones closest to you knowing details secrets about you that you desperately need to know."
"Then tell me."
"It's not my place."
"All these things keep happening."
"And they seem to follow you even in Seattle." Maya looked up at the woman.
"How did you-"
"Tell me what happened there." Maya opened her mouth to speak.
"Aiden… and Maya… kissing." Stiles said slowly at the lunch table. Lydia had told the group what she had stumbled upon in the hall the period before.
"Almost kissing." She clarified.
"That's not good. If she has the power to help us, then she most likely has the power that could help the Alphas too." Scott said.
"Did Derek get through to her dad?" Isaac asked.
"No he texted me said the guy didn't budge."
"What is she's some sort of idol that werewolves worship." Stiles tried to come up with and idea.
"Yea right. Princess of the Wolves." Lydia rolled her eyes.
"Well she's something." Allison said. The group tried to come up with what Maya could possibly be when Ethan approached their table.
"You guys need to get rid of your friend. Before I do." Ethan said disgusted, for the life of him he could not figure out why he had been so intoxicated by the scent of Maya. She was female and Ethan had not been attracted to any female since identifying himself as a gay male.
"She's not our friend."
"Lydia." Allison scolded. Sure she was jealous of the attention Maya was getting especially from Scott but she knew that Maya simply couldn't help it she was born that way.
"Look we don't know why we are all so brought in by her scent ok. So just cool it Ethan." Scott defended. Ethan snarled at him and walked to sit at a table across from Danny.
Maya found herself at ease after leaving Ms. Morrell's office that's was the first time she had talked to anyone besides about her life in Seattle. Her cousin gave great advice and put her at peace. She looked forward to the next time they would be able to talk. Maya finally felt that she could finish out the rest of her scheduled classes and then head home. Little did she know she was in for some shocking news once she arrived.
Maya pulled up to her house as Sheriff Stilinski was leaving she watched as her drove off in the direction of the station. Maya ran inside to check on her parents.
"Mom? Dad?" The house was quiet, Maya panicked running upstairs until she heard voices in the attic she pulled the overhead stair down and slowly maid her way up to the attic she had never been up there before and to tell the true it was the only room in the house that gave her the creeps.
"Mom? Dad?" She called again as she climbed up into the dark attic. She looked around and noticed artifacts hanging on the walls and pictures accompanied by symbols and words she couldn't read. It looked like a room similar to of that used to be in her Grandmother's house in Seattle, one she had stumbled upon playing when she was little.
"Your mother and still don't think you're ready, but time is almost running out." She saw her father come out of the darkness.
"Time? Time for what?"
"Time for you to fulfill your destiny." Her mother appeared from the darkness along with Deaton and Ms. Morrell.
"Sit down Maya. Need to talk." He father said pressing her into a nearby chair. Maya looked up at him and the moon light from the window behind him shined bright into her eyes.
"An illusionist? Like a magician?" Derek repeated. This had become a routine for the group to meet up at his loft and discuss Maya. Even though he still had never seen her he could smell her scent from miles away.
"Kind of." Peter explained. "Many believe that magic can only be practiced by witches though some witches created their own types of magic using potions and spells. This creature was born with mystical powers. Powers that would help fight evil spells or spirits."
"Or Darachs." Scott finished. "So you think Maya is one of these?"
"Well it's only a myth no one knows if these beings exist. No one that is still alive has seen one." Peter explained.
"Do you know why you attract those boys as your school Maya?" He father asked. "Because you are the only living connection to the wild werewolf. Your scent is different from any Witch, any Druid, any supernatural being in this world. You have an ability to manipulate two very important forces, that of the wolf and that of the man. " Mr. Alexander finished his statement Maya still hadn't spoke since she sat down. The boys at her school, Scott, Isaac, Aiden, Ethan all of them were werewolves.
"Your mother and I come from two different type of families that used to reside here in Beacon Hills. My Grandmother, your Great Grandmother was a Wood Witch. A Wood Witch that studied werewolves. Wild Werewolves are not like the werewolves roaming around Beacon Hills. They are sort of an earlier adaptation of a werewolf."
"Sort of like how humans adapted from monkeys." Maya spoke her Father nodded.
"Wild Werewolves started out living deep in the forests with their wolf families, they spent most of their childhood as regular wolf cubs, but still part just part of a pack, with no knowledge of their human form or human ways, until the first Wild Moon. On the first Wild Moon, their hidden human form emerged for the first time, but only for the duration of the full moon. For 72 lonely hours the wolves would be separated from the pack for the first time. The cubs would be confused and angry to have a human among them. Some of them would even try to attack the human know knowing it was their parent. The entire packs shunned the wolf taking on its human form, and refuse to take it back, even when the moon began to wane and they regained their wolf form. The problem was, in those early days, the wolf wouldn't be human long enough to learn human ways and customs. At first, all they knew was how to howl and growl. Unknown to these earliest Wild Werewolves, they were being studied. A Wood Witch known as Sylvana, your Great Grandmother, had been studying one Wild Werewolf, who came to be named Connor, for a long time. Sylvana saved Connor's life twice. The first time she saved him from the rage of the pack when Connor fell in love with the Alpha's mate and challenged the whole pack for the right to be with her. She took him in and healed him with her spells. On the new moon, Connor returned to the forest to form his own pack but every full moon after that, he brought his children in their human form to visit Sylvana, who taught them how to speak and read and think like a human. Soon word spread among the wild werewolves and more and more Wild Werewolves began to come to Sylvana's full moon school. In exchange for the witch's teaching, the Wild Werewolves pledged to protect her and her kind."
So she was a witch. Great she thought.
"So I'm a witch?" Maya asked.
"Partially." Her mother spoke up.
REVIEW FOR MORE. There you have it we've learned part of Maya's history. :) I want at least 5 more reviews before I post the next chapter.