The Hitwolf
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Summary: For as long as Vernon Boyd the 4th could remember, he'd been in the service of Gerard Argent until the old man's death.
Ever since Gerard Argent had found him in the wake of a devastating attack on a Pack that he had led in the town of Bakersfield, California, Vernon Boyd The 4th had been in his service with barely any memory of his family or Pack considering he'd been 3 years old when Gerard came across him. The man having decided to raise the Born Wolf child himself, thinking it would be perfect to mold the mongrel into the perfect killing soldier that only obeyed him. Or others when he instructed it. Which wasn't often. Gerard would have him take out whoever he felt was a threat to his plans and giving him quite the kill count in the process. Regardless if they were human or otherwise. Vernon's eyes had long since been blue but he never questioned why that was when he'd seen other Betas' eyes be golden. As he'd been taught to never question his master and father figure unless told to do so. Which was rare and because of how he was raised, he rarely spoke to anyone and when he did, he did so quietly with something of a rasp from disuse of his voice. In addition to the abilities he had as a Werewolf, the young Wolf was quite capable with fire arms and other weapons. Along with being quite the brawler. Which was perfect for him considering his large and tall body.
But then came a day for the 16 year old Vernon Boyd the 4th, a day that would end up changing his life. The day when his master died of an unexpected heart attack. Leaving the young man terribly alone and unsure of what to do. Until his master's oldest child, Chris came up to him two days after the funeral with two bags in hand. "Come on, son." Said the man gently.
Having never approved of his father having practically enslaved the young man before him. Boyd looked up at him. "Job?" He asked raspily.
"No. Just want you to come with me."
"Okay." Replied the young Beta, knowing he could trust his master and father figure's oldest.
Despite the fact there was some issues between the two. Issues he knew nothing about in full as it had never been any of his business to know. Or so Gerard told him anyway. "You sure about this?" Asked a short and baldening African American man to Chris as they made their way out of Boyd's bedroom.
"I am." Answered Chris firmly.
"Alright… I hope you know what you're doin'. Hell, I never approved of the kid bein' around anyway. Didn't feel right."
"Good to know not all my father's men are heartless."
"Heh, well, guess my momma raised me better then them."
Nodding, Chris ventured on with Vernon following and feeling confused by what had been said. But not asking about it as it had been long drilled into his head to never ask unless it related to a job he'd been given. Once outside, he quietly made his way over to Chris' Suburban and made to get in the backseat when he was stopped. "Jump in the front passenger seat."
"Sure? Back seat where I'm supposed to be."
"Not anymore, unless there's more then us in the vehicle." Chris told him firmly.
Confused, Vernon made his way to the Suburban's front passenger door and got inside and quickly buckled up. He waited quietly and patiently for the older man to get in and begin the drive. Which would take them out of the small town he'd lived in for years with his father figure/master. He stayed quiet the whole ride, watching as various sights passed him by. "You can relax, kid. Where we're going, you'll never have to kill ever again."
Turning to him, Boyd gave him a look of confusion. "What do you mean? Am, am I being terminated?" He asked with no fear but acceptance to be heard in his voice.
Causing Chris to grimace. "No, what my father did to you was wrong in so many ways and if I had the chance, I would have done something about it long before now. You should have grown up as a normal kid. Well, Beta kid in your Pack. But now, with my father's death, I can do something about that. As I don't think its too late for you." Informed the older man as he occasionally looked at the teenager and then at the road.
Even Kate fully agreed with him on this. Granted, it wasn't surprising given the fact she had abandoned the Hunter life when she saw how her father was beginning to do things. Even marrying Derek Hale, who was currently in Beacon Hills after returning to learn how to be an Alpha from his mother thanks to an unexpected but brutal encounter he had with an Alpha in New York. And according to Kate, had given the Bite to a Jackson Whittemore, an Erica Reyes, and a kid named Isaac Lahey but for some reason felt like there was a piece missing in the Pack bonds he was making. Scott McCall, who had been Bitten by the Alpha known as Ennis but had chosen to join Talia's Pack was said to have issues with the second oldest of the Hales according to Kate. Primarily thanks to Derek due to his distrust of the kid thanks to a long standing issue he had with Ennis himself. And while Derek would have accepted the kid into the Pack, he just knew he wasn't that missing piece. Chris planned to have Vernon live with him and his family but would also see about ensuring the young man's place in either of the Hale Packs in Beacon Hills.
"I… I can be normal? Or should have been cause what father did was wrong?" Wondered the teen in confusion.
"Yes, no kid should be a killer." And that was why Allison was being taught and trained in a far different manner when it came to their way of life.
Who'd come to know of Werewolves and the like at a young age and was even currently dating Scott McCall as well despite a few of Victoria's concerns over it. Concerns that last Chris knew of, were fading away thanks to Scott's personality and his patented puppy dog look he'd give people on occasion. "So what we're gonna do is introduce you to a less violent life. You'll be living with me and my family and we'll help you become the teenager you should have been instead of a killer."
"Re-Really?" Vernon asked in surprised amazement.
Knowing his master/father figure wouldn't be happy about this at at all if he were still alive and putting his foot down over it. "Yeah, really. I'll also be introducing you to the Hale Pack in Beacon Hills. I think they'll be good for you Vernon. You've been an Omega all your life and its time you became a Beta as part of a real true Pack."
And the Hale Pack was about as real and true of a Pack as the man knew of. "But… Packs are evil…."
"No, son, they aren't. Gerard was a twisted man who wanted everything not human dead just because he couldn't accept anything different then him. The only reason he took you and made you into what you are is because he thought it would be twistedly fitting in having a Werewolf kill its own kind for a Hunter." Chris told him in a grim tone of voice.
Hearing all that troubled the young Wolf greatly but he knew Chris wouldn't lie to him as Gerard always told him he could be trusted. His words would be something he'd have to deal with for quite some time until he was finally able to accept the truth of them. "I know it'll take time to come to terms with all this, but you'll have my family and I, along with the Hale Pack to help you through it."
Boyd absently nodded at his words as they came into a town called Beacon Hills and once they got to a big two story house and pulled into the drive way, Chris spoke up. "We're here."
Letting out a breath, the young man hesitantly got out as several people came out of the house to greet Chris and him. And he couldn't help but feel tense in this kind of situation. A long haired Brunette girl came up to him with a smile on her face. "Hi, Vernon, I'm Allison and you already know my dad. And I just wanna say… Welcome home."
"Um… Th-Thanks." He told her hesitantly with a suspicious, guarded tone in his voice. Not to mention a hint of shyness.
Her smile widened while a Blonde girl joined her and him. "My oh my, I think I already like him." Purred the girl.
"Erica!" Mock warned Allison with a laugh.
"What!? I'm just saying is all!" Retorted the girl known as Erica while he found himself blushing as several others came up to them and welcomed him warmly.
This new life… I'm not sure about this… I just hope Father/Master won't be too upset in Heaven with me.
Author's Notes: Definite potential here to be a full on story. And if anyone wants, they are more then welcome to it!
