Here's an Update.

So there have been a few confessions from people who have read this saying they hate these type of stories but are willing to try this one out... Thank you for your honesty I feel no pressure. Never the less I will do my best to please you, Like I said before though the beginning will be made up because THERE IS NO hints in Teen Wolf about Talia and Peter's past only that there was bad blood. This story also won't be focusing on Romance so please don't ask for serious pairings. This is entirely about Family and sacrifices.

Also If anyone has any guesses on the age gap between Peter and Talia that would be immensely helpful! I know there wasn't too big a gap between Peter and Derek but still! Your opinions and thoughts on what exactly went on before to the events of Teen Wolf would be welcomed.


How does one know that they are dead?

People have speculated and theorised about what happens after death, what comes after your life has been forfeited to the Reaper of souls. Some believe in Heaven and Hell, paradise and purgatory. Others believe in ghosts or rotting in soil or just the end, oblivion. A void of nothing because we have lived out our purpose. Then finally, there were those who hoped for a second chance. Another chance at life, those who believed in Rebirth.

Reincarnation.

Reincarnation: noun

1. The belief that the soul, upon death of the body, comes back to earth inanother body or form.

2. Rebirth of the soul in a new body.

3. A new incarnation or embodiment, as of a person.

Before all this I never really cared about what happened after death, didn't care about how I would die. As far as I had been concerned if died it would have meant that it was my time. That death had come knocking on my door to take me away and that would be it. I'll admit the more morbid part of me liked to muse on whether or not death would consume my soul, eat me moments after I would welcome him into my home.

Bottom line is I knew I was dead. There was no way I couldn't have been, not after what I had done. I could not have survived that incident. No doubt my brain had been nothing but jam on the pavement after that wheel had mowed over my head. The car had been moving too fast to have stopped. The weird part of this all was that it didn't bother me.

I was dead but I felt no remorse. Just a little sad about not being able to say goodbye to my mom and dad properly, a little bad about saving a kid whose going to feel guilt over my death. That kid would never be allowed to forget what I had done because his parent's wouldn't and if I could I would apologise. Other than that I accepted my death real easy, maybe too easily.

It was probably why whatever deities and gods there were that controlled the universe decided it'd be fun to see how far they could push me. See how far they could mess with me before I finally freaked out.

When I had been alive rebirth and reincarnation was something I would muse on but never really believed. Now that I was dead it would seem rebirth was a possibility I should've taken more seriously, at least more so than something that would resemble a death eater knocking on my door and asking for a kiss.

Otherwise if this wasn't rebirth than who in the hell decided it was a good idea to shrink me!?

It was like waking up from a deep sleep and being assaulted with flashbacks of things you couldn't remember but did. All in all it was pretty confusing. The last clear memory I had was of the dark colour of the wheel that was going to pancake my face than the next thing I know I'm being given flashes of what I assume are memories. Watching them flash through my mind like a movie permanently on fast forward before it comes to an abrupt stop and I wake up in the middle of a clearing with nothing but tree's surrounding it.

I didn't freak out though which I guess was a plus, but I was still confused.

Talia.

Talia Evangeline Delco.

That was my name, but then I was also Emily Coretta West. Today was my 3rd birthday and I was 17 years of age. My parents were Thomas and Mallory Delco and I was a born werewolf from the Delco Pack. My parents were Miranda and Vincent West and I was born in Washington and was currently in high school.

Confusing- Yes

Worth a Freak out- No

My first coherent sentence after waking in that clearing was a muttered 'At least I'm not naked' the next was 'how do I get home'. It was weird hearing my voice so high pitched like a child. Also seeing my pudgy little legs and hands. I admit I spent a moment or two poking at my pudginess before standing up and dusting myself off. I was dressed in a cute little summer dress the colour of baby soft pink. On my feet were cute black little flats with a small pink lily flower on them. I was still trying to sort through the mess of memories in my head as I wondered through the clearing not sure where I was going but sure I was heading home.

As I walked I thought about my situation. Was I Talia or did I just take over the little girls' body? Did my spirit possess her? Did I consume her soul and replace it? Maybe she had died and her soul had left and I just entered her empty vessel of a body. Although that didn't explain the memories. Wouldn't her soul have taken her memories?

It wasn't a dream the fading phantom pain on the side of my head attested to that. Talia probably tripped and hit her head but she was a werewolf so if there was a wound it was already healing. That's another matter to question…. Werewolves were a thing?

"Talia! Talia! There you are!?" a squeaky voice called out.

Is it weird if I say I smelt him before I saw him? From the coverage of trees emerged a boy who looked to be the same age of me. His ears were pointed and his eyes were a yellow gold, also his eyebrows were missing and he was running on all fours.

"Found YOU! FOUND YOU!" He yipped…. Or was it barked.

Was it bad of me to keep referring to him as if he was a dog?

"Jared!?" My squeaky voice spoke out.

Jared Delco. He was the son of the Pack's First Beta. We weren't related but he we shared the same last name. The Delco Pack's Alpha had no children and no one to carry on his name so when Jared was born Alpha Delco had announced that Jared would be next in line for Alpha. It was supposedly an honour, a gift towards Jared's dad for his loyalty.

"Jared? What are you doing?" I asked a little creeped out. Although coming out of the mouth of a 3 year old it sounded more frightened. The weird child was sniffing me… rather uncomfortably. His no eyebrow face was forcing itself into my personal bubble and was uncomfortably close to my neck.

"Why do you smell like you were crying!?"

I opened my mouth to deny everything but then I remembered just why my 3 year old new self, had been out in this clearing. Talia was crying because she was upset. I was crying because I was upset. It would seem that when you're a baby werewolf your wolfy powers are sort of hard to control. Talia and the baby puppies were playing hide and seek. Which when you're a werewolf is a really hard game to play. I was hiding up in a tree hiding amongst the fruity smell it seemed to project when just below were some of the older pack children. They were talking about ranks, about pack hierarchy. Apparently 3 year old's in this universe knew what hierarchy meant.

"I don't see why we have to celebrate the omega brat's birthday. We should be training!"

Talia peered down curiously at the older pack children and listened to them talk. She didn't know there was another person whose birthday was the same as hers! She didn't even know the pack had an omega.

"Alpha Delco said we had to!"

"Still Talia is the spawn of the omega the alpha shouldn't have to make her feel welcome. She's one of the weakest in the pack"

"That's not true! My mommy said that Talia's mommy used to be the next Alpha!"

"Liar!"

"Nuh uh! My mommy said so!"

"Talia's daddy is the omega so that mean's her mommy is an omega too! Don't you listen when teacher Joan talks?"

*snap*

"What was that!?"

"We should go hide before we get caught! I'm not losing a game of hide seek when we're playing with babies!"

"But you're only 8?"

"I'm not a baby!"

Talia didn't want to believe what she had heard. It was why she was running away, she didn't want to believe that her strong Daddy was the pack omega. Her daddy was the strongest werewolf she had ever known he couldn't be the pack omega. She was not an Omega's daughter! Her parents were not the weakest in the pack. They couldn't be!

"Talia?"

Oh right.

"Let's go eat cake!" I squeaked out!

The no eyebrow boy quickly proceeded to drag me back to where my apparent birthday party was happening. I was still trying to wrap my head around everything.

I died. I was reborn. I was now a 3 year old named Talia Delco with the memories and mind set of Emily West. I was apparently the daughter of the Omega's of the Delco Pack.

"I found her! I found her! I win the game!" Jared squeaked.

If I thought like a 3 year old did I probably wouldn't have noticed the fake smiles and the forced grins, most likely I would have been oblivious to it. From what I could tell the whole pack was present and it was all for my birthday. I didn't say anything as people congratulated Jared on winning. In fact it was more like it was Jared's party than mine.

"Happy Birthday Talia"

I looked at the faces of the 3 children who were gossiping about me under the tree. They wore bright smiles. Sure I was still dealing with my confusion, still trying to figure out what the hell had happened but I was now in the body of Talia. Talia was now me as far as I was concerned, LATER when I'm alone I'd sort through my confusion. For now I was going to be the 3 year old, omega child that everyone was faking a smile for. I was good at playing to everyone else's expectations, life as Emily had made sure of that. SO with a dimpled smile and a slight flush of my cheeks I hid behind Jared a bit a bashfully thanked them.

I may have died but apparently I wasn't done living.


So Emily/Talia has now awakened! If you were confused let me know and I'll try and re-write it so it's not confusing (i guess).

Thoughts and Opinions are welcomed :)

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