Title: Out of the Woods

Summary: She thought their world was done changing the day their mother died. Scarlet Stilinski couldn't have been more wrong. After a traumatic incident, Scott McCall became a werewolf exposing the world of the supernatural that he nor the Stilinski twins ever knew existed. This is the story of Scarlet's struggle to navigate through adolescence and the supernatural.

Characters: Stiles Stilinski, Scarlet Stilinski(OC), Scott McCall, Allison Argent, Derek Hale, Lydia Martin, and others.

Disclaimer: Everything you see here belongs to Jeff Davis and MTV.

A/N:


Out of the Woods


The hunter's pages in the bestiary in regards to the kanima were a bit mystifying as they were written in Archaic Latin. It annoyed Scarlet to no end until one fateful visit with the school guidance counselor, Miss Morrell. The visit was deemed mandatory by school officials for those teens that were closest to Lydia. It didn't take long for the counselor to notice Scarlet's frustration and the teen finally admitted that she couldn't figure out a translation for a school project she was doing. Not the complete truth, but it worked when she revealed the words were in Latin which the counselor seemed to know. The Kanima seeks a friend. With this new information in hand, Scarlet was excited to get home.

"The solution is that we kill Jackson before he kills anyone else." Stiles spoke just as his twin sister walked into his room.

"Okay, first of all, do you even hear yourself? And second, we're not killing Jackson." She huffed smacking her brother upside his head.

Scott sighed gesturing toward her. "She's right, man. He doesn't even know what he's doing. Look, I had Derek to help keep me from killing. Jackson has no one. I have to help him."

"I was able to get part of the Kanima pages from the bestiary translated. The Kanima seeks a friend. Jackson has friends though." Confusion appeared on her face as the three of them looked over the translated text.

As if on cue, her phone rang and it was Allison. She answered it only for Allison's face to fill the screen along with Lydia's. A goofy smile appeared on Stiles' face as he tried to catch a glimpse of the redhead only to get shoved away by his sister.

"Lydia was able to translate the pages. I got your text, Scar, but the translation you got was a bit off. Guys, it says the Kanima seeks a master. Someone's controlling him." Allison spoke as Lydia fidgeted beside her.

Scott smiled slightly at the screen as her words sunk in. "Well that's great. Now we just have to figure out who is controlling him and in the meantime, keep him from hurting anyone else."

"Great! Now that we have that figured out at least, thank you Lyds, how are you?" Her expression softened as she looked at her friend on the screen.

The strawberry blonde waved her off with a smile. "I'm okay. Glad to help. Actually, my birthday is next week and I'm having a party at the house. You're all invited. Yes, even you Stiles."

It was a sound of a thud that caught the girls on the screen off guard only for Scott and Scarlet to laugh softly at the sight of Stiles. He was laying in a crumbled heap on the floor after hearing his longtime crush's words and falling off his chair. After a few more words, she ended the call watching Scott help her brother off the floor.


Stiles was adamant that his sister not get involved any further and for once she didn't argue. Instead she spent more time with Allison and Lydia again just being normal teenage girls. Well, as normal as they could get under the circumstances. They were Lydia's sounding boards as she planned for her upcoming birthday party. The girls were excited for it despite everything else that had been going on lately. Scarlet was pulled from her excitement a few days before the actual party when she was pulled aside at the Argent home while she was over studying. She listened to what Allison's father had to say before gasping in surprise.

"Wait, you don't know? The Kanima seeks a master. Jackson's being controlled. He doesn't even know what he's doing." The brunette informed her friend's father.

Chris shook his head and sighed softly. "We're not going to kill him. He's going to be at this concert tonight. Allison is going to lure him away from the rest of the crowd and we'll capture him. We'll use him to lure his master out."

"And you want me there to back her up in case things go south. Got it."

He looked at the teen in surprise before shaking his head again. "No, not at all. I don't want either of you girls getting hurt. I've watched you girls in training. You're both doing quite well. Her job is to lure Jackson away from the others, but we're not stupid. We know the McCall boy and your brother will be there. I want you to distract them."

"How do I know you won't hurt Scott?" She questioned cautiously unsure if she was going to go along with this.

Allison's father chuckled softly at that. "If I wanted him hurt or dead, he'd be hurt or dead already."


It was relatively easy to blend in with the crowd at the concert or more correctly put, the rave that was taking place in a warehouse downtown. The girls stuck together trying to catch a glimpse of Jackson or Scott. It wasn't long before they spotted Jackson dancing between Isaac and Erica. The girls shared a look before turning their attention back to the dancing trio just in time to see Isaac inject something into Jackson's neck. Before they could move toward them, Scott approached the girls. Scarlet cringed inwardly as she listened to Allison let slip about her family's plan. Scott walked off before she could stop him.

"Ally, just go find Jackson. I'll stall Scott." The Stilinski girl assured her friend before following her brother's best friend through the crowd.

She swore inwardly when she lost track of him once she made it out of the warehouse. A thud caught her attention and she looked around only to catch a glimpse of what looked to be Mrs. Argent dragging Scott's limp body toward the warehouse. Biting her lip, Scarlet followed them quietly keeping herself out of sight. She followed them into the back of the warehouse and perched herself outside of the room that the older woman had dragged Scott into. The teen had to bite back a gasp as she listened to Allison's mother tell Scott that she was going to kill him and make it look like an accident. Make it look like he died of an asthma attack. Anger coursed through the young girl's veins at the woman's words.

"You're an Omega, Scott. A lone wolf. Do you know how pathetic your cries are? Lone wolves never survive." Victoria Argent sneered at the young wolf.

Scott struggled to breathe as he looked up at her. "But I'm not alone."

A weak howl sounded from within the room and Scarlet braced herself to go inside. A familiar scent brushed by her and suddenly the door was kicked open. She could hear Derek's voice as he checked on Scott and then there were sounds of a scuffle. She chose that moment to make her presence known and ran into the wolfsbane infused smoke filled room. Realizing that Derek was being weakened just like Scott, the teen girl hit Victoria turning the older woman's attention toward her. The knife in her hand glistened and Scarlet felt guilty for using what Chris had taught her against his own wife. A searing white hot heat spread through her shoulder just then and it was only seconds later that she realized she had been stabbed. With the door open, the smoke had cleared and Scarlet shoved the older woman away before turning her attention to Scott. She helped her still struggling to breathe friend up and helped him out of the room as best as she could. It didn't take long for her to find her brother who helped her get Scott into his jeep before freaking out at her wound.

"Stiles, I'm fine. Just drive us over to Deaton's, alright?" She shot him a reassuring look in hopes that he'd calm down.

Thankfully he gave in and drove them straight to the vet's clinic. Scott was diagnosed with wolfsbane poisoning and Deaton got him started on treatment right away. The older man then turned his attention to Scarlet. After cleaning her wound properly, he examined it and deemed that it wasn't deep enough to cause any damage though it was deep enough to necessitate a stitch or two.

"Luckily I've stocked up on human first aid supplies just in case." He said after assuring Stiles that he was fully qualified to stitch up his sister.

"Just tell me when it's over." The teen buried her face in her brother's chest clearly not fond of needles of any type.

She felt someone hold her hand, but just assumed it was Stiles. It was over before she knew it and the pain was barely noticeable. Lifting her head away from her brother's chest, she realized it was Derek that was holding her hand and it didn't take much to figure out that he had taken her pain away. She gave him a soft smile nodding her head in appreciation while Stiles slid his flannel shirt carefully over her bare shoulders. Scarlet buttoned it up and then picked up her now ruined shirt tossing it into the garbage.

"I just want to sleep." She yawned as she sat down curling up beside Scott.

"I'll take you home and then come back for Scott." Her brother offered standing up.

"What? No. We're not leaving him." Scarlet scoffed as if it were the most absurd thing she had ever heard.

Before Stiles could retort, Derek cut him off. "Where'd you learn to fight like that?"

"Huh? Oh! I've been training with Allison and her dad. Before any of you freak out, it was Ally's idea. I just hate the idea of being kidnapped again and she thought some training would help me feel better." She admitted resting her head against Scott's shoulder.

"Scar, they're hunters! He's training his daughter to be a hunter. God, does Dad even know about this?" Stiles was a mix of proud at his sister and fearing that the Argents were turning her into something she's not.

"Of course he does. He thinks it's self defense though which isn't far off at all. "Her shoulders shrugged and she winced while she pulled out her phone sending a text to Allison to let her know they were alright.


Slinging her backpack over her good shoulder, Scarlet sighed softly as she descended the stairs in her home. Stiles was already out front trying to get his beloved jeep, Roscoe, to start. She dropped the backpack onto the couch and smiled when she saw Scott walk in. He gave her a dopey grin before wrapping his arms around her in a hug. She hugged him back tightly not caring if it hurt. Pulling back, she checked him over though he seemed to be alright thankfully.

Scott realized what she was doing and chuckled softly. "I'm fine. Thank you, by the way, and what the hell were you thinking?"

"I was thinking you'd do the same for me. I was thinking I left you behind once and you got bit. I wasn't going to do it again." She explained glad that her father was already at work.

He sighed holding her close. "Listen to me, you've got to stop blaming yourself for that. It wasn't your fault."

"I know that, Scott. I just... I can't help blaming myself sometimes, you know?" She admitted as he hugged her again.

The sound of Roscoe's engine roaring to life pulled them from their conversation and back to reality. Scott grabbed her bag despite her attempt at interference and carried it out to the car.


The night of the party, Scarlet felt nervous. She just really wanted this party to go off perfectly for Lydia after everything her friend had been through the past few months. Her thoughts were interrupted by the knock at her bedroom window. She jumped slightly only to relax when she saw that it was just Derek. Walking over, Scarlet slid the window up opening it so that he could climb inside. She blushed slightly when she realized she was still in her robe.

"Hey you. I was just getting ready for Lydia's party." The brunette leaned up pressing her lips against his cheek.

A ghost of a smile appeared on his face. "I know. Look, about the night at the rave."

"I left you behind. I know. You've been a wolf longer and you weren't exposed to the poison as long as Scott. I thought.. I don't know what I thought...I guess I figured you could handle it. I was going to go back for you, but Stiles flipped out when he saw my shoulder. He wasn't going to let me out of his sight." She admitted ruefully.

Derek shook his head chuckling slightly. "No, I get it. It's fine, really. You and Scott just seemed really close. That's all."

"Are you... are you jealous? That's cute. You have nothing to worry about."

He sighed kissing her head softly. "I'm not jealous. I just meant that he seems like a better fit for you. Closer in age and all."

"Scott? The boy that's madly in love with Allison who is one of my best friends? I've known him since grade school. He and Stiles were always getting into trouble. I was the one getting them out of trouble. At least, I tried. Anyway, we'd never work as a couple. Stiles would beat him to death with his baseball bat first. The last thing I'd want is to come between them." With that said, she disappeared into the bathroom she shared with her brother since it connected their rooms and finished getting ready for the party.

Her dress was sapphire blue with lace sleeves that reached just past her elbows and was just dark enough to hide the bandage on her shoulder. Removing the clip from her hair, her dark locks fell around her shoulders in loose waves. She stepped back out and smiled when she saw he was still there.

"Is it too much? It's too much isn't it? Ugh, I knew it. I'm sure I can find something else in my closet. Thankfully I still have time to..." Her words were cut off by him pulling her into a kiss.

Derek pulled back after a few moments and smiled at her. "You look beautiful."

"Be my date to the party tonight." She breathed out ignoring her brother's sudden incessant knocking at her door.

He kissed her again and nodded. "Meet you out front when you're ready to go."

"Ugh, so that's why you weren't answering your door." Stiles groaned in disgust only to get smacked in the face by a pillow.

"You know the rules. If the door is locked, we do not come in through the bathroom unless it's an emergency." She pointed out rolling her eyes lightly as Derek left them to their bickering.

"But this is an emergency. I want to look the best for Lydia."

"Stiles, your outfit is fine." She followed him into his room and sighed grabbing his grey blazer, "Here, put that on. There, now you look great."

"You sure? Thanks sis." He smoothed out the jacket as he checked out his reflection in the mirror.

"Of course I'm sure. Listen, Derek's taking me to the party so I'll meet you there. Oh and relax, it'll be fine." Scarlet walked back to her room and grabbed her purse before heading downstairs.

Scott had approached the front door just as she opened it and smiled. "Wow, you look beautiful."

"Thank you. Uh, Stiles should be down in a minute." She returned the smile stepping out onto the front porch.

As if on cue, his voice could be heard calling Scott's name and she took the opportunity to leave for the party. It was only when she heard him struggling that she turned only to laugh at the sight of her brother carrying a giant wrapped gift box.

"Stiles, what the hell? No, wait, I don't want to know. I'll see you at the party." It didn't surprise her one bit that her brother had gone overboard with his birthday present for Lydia.

What did surprise her was the sight of their father walking up the driveway. "You kids all set for the party?"

"Yes, sir." The three of them spoke simultaneously once Stiles finished shoving the box into his jeep.

The sheriff nodded his head. "Now remember, no alcohol, no drugs, and stick to curfew."

"Oh daddy, speaking of curfew, I was wondering if it was alright for me to stay at Lydia's tonight. Ally and I were thinking we could help her clean up after the party." Scarlet smiled sweetly at her father.

Noah Stilinski sighed softly as he thought about it. "I don't see why not. If it's alright with Lydia's mom, you can spend the night. Just let me know if you change your mind."

"Thank you daddy! I will." She gave him a hug and then moved toward the Camaro without thinking.

He cleared his throat and she froze.

"Uh, I know it looks weird, but clearly there's no room in the jeep for three people. Allison was dropped off early at the Martins to help prep for the party. Stiles will follow us in his jeep the whole way." The youngest Stilinski assured her father as she turned to face him.

The sheriff gave her a stern look as he folded his arms across his chest. "If that's the case, why don't I just drive you over?"

"Dad, no offense, but showing up in a cop car would be totally uncool."

He snorted at her response. "So would missing the party because you're grounded."

"It's okay! I think she can fit." Stiles grabbed her arm tugging her toward the jeep.

Scarlet reluctantly climbed into the jeep and it wasn't until they were out of their father's sight that she let go of the breath she had been holding. She was confused when Stiles pulled over on the side of the road, but it all became clear when she saw the Camaro parked just ahead.

"I owe you one, Stiles. Thank you!" She smiled as she climbed out of the jeep and ran over to the Camaro carefully.


Her heart broke for Lydia when she arrived at the party only to discover that no one bothered to show up. After a brief discussion with her friends minus the birthday girl, Scarlet pulled out her phone and started texting every teen she knew. They all did the same and soon enough the party was packed and going great. It was just a normal teenage party and it felt great. She had somehow managed to avoid drinking the punch that Lydia was insistent on everyone drinking, but after a lot of dancing, she couldn't help being thirsty. Scarlet made her way around the party sipping on the punch in search of Derek. The elusive Hale was out front and she caught a glimpse of him. She was about to head outside when she wobbled losing her balance slightly. It was only then that she saw the figure with glowing red eyes walking through the dancing crowd of teens heading straight for her. The scream that she so desperately wanted to let out became strangled within her throat unable to escape. White hot tears pricked the edges of her eyes as she took a step backward.

"Hello. So we meet again." Peter Hale smirked as his Alpha red eyes turned back into his normal blue ones.

"Stay away from me!" She choked out backing up even further away from the man.

"I was never going to kill you. Bite you, sure, but not kill." A sinister chuckle fell from his lips as he continued to walk toward her.

"I said stay away!" Scarlet had backed her way out of the house onto the back patio nearing the in ground pool.

"You will never be safe. Not from me, not from Derek, and sure as hell not from Scott." He snarled transforming into a wolf and leaping at her.

She flinched screaming at the sight before her. Teetering on the edge of the pool, the brunette nearly fell in backwards only to feel a pair of arms wrap around her waist pulling her away from the pool. A gasp fell from her lips as she slipped out of her daze looking at her savior in confusion.

"Scott?"

The young wolf checked her over to ensure that she was okay before nodding his head. "It's alright. You're alright."

"But..." Scarlet looked around frantically only to relax when she realized the former Alpha wolf wasn't there.