A/N: Vampires are faster than werewolves, but they're fairly close strength-wise (making it a somewhat fair fight). Vampire's canines are sharper than the average human's, but when they feed, they grow like werewolves do. Their eyes change color, but not the red, yellow, and blue like werewolves. Their irises blow out and take up the whole eye, their eye's becoming the color of their isises. Vampires don't have claws, but they can grow their fingernails out to a sharpened point and can be used in a fight like werewolves. There are some Vampires who are telepathic, but they're fairly rare. That's about all I have for now and I'm still not sure whether I'm gonna have Autumn have any abilities or not. I guess I'll decide as the story goes on.

Chapter Eleven

Autumn's POV

That next Monday, everything seemed to fall apart. Earlier in the week, Mickey had sprained his ankle and we had to take him to Dr. Deaton. The veterinarian had promised me that Mickey would be fine and that he'd be up and ready for duty in less than four weeks. So, Stiles being the good friend he was, offered to help me around school. Well, he didn't exactly offer. Dad insisted he helped.

I didn't have the guts to tell him nothing was going on between me and the hyperactive teen, but, in a way, it helped me a little. It meant I didn't have to hide how giddy I was about someone else. He just thought I was excited about Stiles.

"Are you sure you've got everything?" dad asked and I could tell he was more than nervous about not dropping me off and picking me up.

"Yes, dad." I said and turned in his general direction. "I'm gonna be fine! You need to stop being so nervous!" I said, giving him a reassuring smile before there was a honk outside. "I love you. I'll see you when I get home." I said quickly and kissed the older man on the cheek before grabbing my bag and heading outside.

It wasn't hard making my way to the jeep. All I had to do was follow the sidewalk to the driveway and then all I had to do was follow the big blob that wasn't dad's Kia.

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Everything was fine up until 6th period. Scott sat behind me and tapped me on the shoulder. Before I could turn around, he leaned forward to whisper in my ear so only I could hear him. "When the lunch bell rings, I need you to go with Stiles." he said and I looked towards him confused.

"Why?"

"I got a text from Derek last period. Something about Peter finding out about you and 'taking care of things'. I don't know exactly what that means and neither does Derek, but he said he didn't want to take any risks. I don't know what's going on between you two, but Derek's never this cautious with the rest of the pack." Scott explained and I felt my heart begin to race. "Hey, calm down! Nothing's gonna happen! I promise!" he assured me and put a calming hand on my shoulder. "Just stay with Stiles until someone else comes. It'll be either Isaac or Boyd, so you'll be in good hands. They're good wolves."

It was easy enough to tell someone not panic, but it was hard for that someone to actually do it when their life was being threatened. There was no doubt in my mind that Derek, Scott, or Stiles would let anything happen to me, but it didn't stop me from thinking the worst. "How did he find out?" I asked, continuously reminding myself to keep my voice down. Our conversation wouldn't sound good in or out of context.

"I don't know. Derek didn't go into too much detail." was the only answer I got before the bell rang.

There was no way I could concentrate in class. So, I did the only thing I could in a situation like this. Keep myself distracted. So, I pulled out my English textbook and began reading. Technically, I was three chapters ahead of the class, but I was used to working at a faster pace than the class was going.

I jumped when the bell rang for lunch and carefully put everything in my bag before Scott lead me out of the classroom like any other day. This time, however, Stiles was waiting outside of the classroom door instead of at our regular table in the cafeteria.

"Why can't things not be dangerous and deadly for once?" Stiles complained and Scott sighed. "It'd be great if we could just have a normal school year without someone getting maimed or killed. Instead, we've got werewolves and vampires trying to kill each other!" Stiles went on and I chuckled. I sort of expected it from him now and I guess I would've been worried if he didn't complain so much.

So I began to worry when Stiles got quiet as we went through the halls and down to the basement. "Scott said we should stay at the school. He doesn't think Peter'll make a move when there are so many people around. Isaac'll stay with you during 6th hour and then I'll drive you home. Derek thinks that's where you'll be the safest." he went on and I knew he was just as nervous as I was.

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We spent all of 5th period in the basement where they kept the old desks, textbooks, and school supplies. Stiles did everything in his ability to keep my mind off the situation at hand, but it only helped slightly. I was still worried about my life. I really didn't want to be ripped apart by the Alpha. After everything Derek had told me about his uncle, the man didn't like failure and he stuck with something till the end. No matter what it was.

I could only hope Derek would be able to do something.

When the bell for 6th hour rang, I heard Stiles stand up and walk over to the door. "I'll be back in about an hour." Stiles said and gave my head an awkward pat before rushing out so he could make it to class on time. I could smell the other werewolf, but his scent was a little more shy and softer than Scott's, Dereks, Boyd's, and even Erica's.

"Are you okay?" he asked, sounding concerned for me.

"Yeah." I smiled and shifted so I was a little more comfortable. "Just, you know, afraid my throat could be ripped out at any moment."

"I think you'll be just fine, Autumn. Peter can be a pretty scary guy, but...he's not a terrible person. He cares about us. I think he thinks he's projecting the pack by getting rid of any threats." Isaac explained.

"It's not like I can do anything! Or at least not that I'm aware of. I'm not capable to taking down an entire pack of werewolves. I wouldn't even be able to take out Stiles! Dad started training me when I was younger, but after the accident, he stopped. He said he didn't want me in any situation where I'd need to fight. The only thing I'm capable of is smelling and hearing!" I exploded and paused to calm myself and take some much needed deep breaths. "I was told I could grow into my abilities as I get older, but nothing's happened." I went on and Isaac remained quiet while I ranted.

After a few moments, I finally calmed down and rested my head on the other teen's shoulder. "Thank you. I needed that. I can't rant to my dad like that. He's got enough to worry about as it is." I whispered and Isaac hugged me in return.

It was weird. Their Alpha was hell bent on killing me, yet they were risking their lives, especially Derek, to keep my safe and not ripped apart.

A/N: I really wasn't expecting to get two chapters out today, but I did. I'm trying to keep the "villains" fairly the same throughout the seasons, but I might change it up a little. It depends. Anyway, don't forget to leave a review and let me know what you thought.