++++++ Just a quick note-this is an OCxOC pairing and is a giftie for a friend.
Also this is NOT a TVD x Teen Wolf crossover but elements from TVD will be in it, even Lucian is from Mystic Falls but NO characters from TVD will be in it, only mentioned.
I hope you enjoy.
I do not own ++++++
Two
There are three moments in the life of Lucian Blackwell that could be counted as the worst moments in his significantly short life.
One - Dying.
Two - His parents telling him they were shipping him off to Beacon Hills in California to live with his cousin and uncle.
Three - The fact that his cousin was hanging around with a werewolf.
Hang on…make that four…coming out to his parents…that was literally the hardest out of all four.
The prospect of living a semi-normal life had him a little excited, leaving all that supernatural crap behind for a while anyway.
Lucian snorted when he had that thought. How can you leave behind a supernatural life when you yourself was supernatural? He was seventeen going on immortal, one of the many casualties of the silent supernatural war that was raging on in Mystic Falls, Virginia.
His story started with two boys and a girl. Sounds like some lame ass cheesy love story right? Can you say Twilight for two hundred dollars? They rolled into town one after the other bringing chaos into their wake. Stefan and Damon Salvatore, brothers, vampire brothers over one hundred and sixty years old. Both brothers were drawn to his closest friend, Elena Gilbert and that's when it all went wrong.
Suddenly vampires and werewolves and magic were all real and he went from keeping secrets about boys and girls to keeping secrets to protect his friends and family. Despite the constant danger present in his life, he now had something that was more exciting than anything to do with school or Founder's Day. For over a year he was just a human playing in a playground belonging to the supernatural.
Than it all changed.
It first started when Lucian accidentally took the life of an innocent girl by trying to save his sister's life. It triggered the long hidden werewolf gene in the Blackwell family line and after that, every month on the full moon, Lucian went through the painful transformation to become a hulking black beast. His sister Vanessa helped him hide the condition and he tried his best to keep Nessa out of his problems.
After becoming a wolf, Lucian learnt of his father's true background. Aloyius Blackwell was an investment banker by day but a hunter by night. He hunted vampires and werewolves alike but had somehow managed to miss the werewolf gene altogether thanks to his witch mother. His older sister Gwendoline had followed in his footsteps and was a hunter as well. That was really when their relationship became strained before eventually snapping.
Lucian had just turned seventeen when he was turned into a hybrid, a sacrificial example to his best friend who despite refusing to help make any more hybrids, gave him her blood. Three months later, here he was in Beacon Hills staring at a blank bedroom roof grumbling about family history and stupid secrets. Thankfully his parents didn't know about his unique situation otherwise he'd be a dead hybrid and considering how endangered the hybrids were, it was probably a good thing.
He lay there in his new bed listening to the combined snores of both his uncle and Stiles as well as their beating hearts all night. Lucian didn't need to sleep but sometimes he did it for old time's sake-like eating, but tonight there was no way that he'd sleep.
It was six in the morning when he finally pulled himself up.
He made sure that no one was in range before he blurred to the bathroom, taking it before anyone else. Lucian showered and wrapped a towel around his waist before heading back to his room, he happened to be almost at the door when John opened his to get ready for work.
He froze and immediately found himself staring at the huge scar on his chest-a reminded of how deadly silver can be to a werewolf pre hybridization. "Ah-morning Lucian. Mighty impressive scar you have there."
"Morning Uncle John," Lucian replied, opening his bedroom door. He shut the door behind him and dropped the towel before pulling on a pair of briefs followed by black jeans and a blood red Henley, he grabbed his boots and bag before heading down stairs for 'lunch'. Pretending to be human was exhausting. John smiled when he saw him. "Sorry about earlier, Uncle John," he lied. "I'm gonna walk to school and start early if I can," he told him, setting up to make a sandwich.
He was actually going to have a bite on the way to school.
"You sure?" he frowned. "Stiles will take you."
Lucian laughed. "You can call the school to make sure I'll show up if that's what you're worried about."
He relaxed a little and chuckled. "I trust you Lucian. Maybe you should have a look at getting a job or something."
Lucian shrugged. "Sure. Dad wouldn't let me a get a job yet, said it interfered with my studies. Even though mum and I wanted me to get one." Truthfully he had wanted to get a job but his father was against it. He even had a job lined up at the Grill but his father had quashed that pretty quickly by using his influence as a member of the Founder's Council to interfere once again.
"Don't forget to give your dad a call tonight," he instructed him.
Lucian snorted. "Yeah, right. I told you last night that I'm giving him the cold shoulder." He shoved his lunch in his bag and left before giving his uncle a chance to argue with him.
The hybrid had just left the administration office after compelling the staff to put him in all his favourite classes when he met her cousin's best friend. "Lucy!" Stiles shouted out, making him cringe.
Lucian growled and thanked his lucky stairs that he'd already fed before turning around. The stench of wolf hit him full on and judging by the way his friends reacted to him, he could tell that there was something off about them too. And so could the taller guy hovering behind him. "Stiles, call me Lucy one more time and I will teach everyone how to pronounce your real name," he threatened.
"You wouldn't!" Stiles gasped. Lucian raised an eyebrow and opened his mouth only to have Stiles cover it. He smirked and licked his hand, making him jump backwards. "Eww!" Stiles shrieked.
He laughed. "Well, don't be a baby. You must be the best friend," Lucian fake smiled, turning his attention towards the shorter werewolf. "You-I got nothing," he shrugged at the other one who looked like he was straining to take a dump.
"Scott McCall, Issac Hale meet Lucian Blackwell, Lucian Blackwell meet Scott McCall and Issac Hale-Hale's a senior like you," Stile grinned, introducing them all. "You all enrolled?" he asked his cousin.
Lucian nodded. "Sure am-hey, what's with the Romeo and Juliet thing going on here?" he frowned, seeing Scott looking at a tall brunette near the lockers. "She looks at Scott, Scott looks at her. Romeo, oh Romeo?"
Stiles chuckled. "Scott's ex-girlfriend. Allison Argent."
"I'm gonna go say hello," Lucian grinned.
"No!" Scott protested, trying to grab at him but he slipped out of his grip. The werewolf glared at Stiles. "Your cousin is not even human!"
Stiles shrugged. "Dude I thought he was angry and crazy but turns out, he's funny. And a touch bit like a mini Derek-sorry Hale," he apologised to the older teen who was staring at Lucian like he had two heads.
"I mean it," Scott hissed. "He doesn't smell like a human. He smells like cold sugar and death but also a little bit like the night..."
Stiles frowned. "Excuse me? Of course he's human."
Scott shook his head. "No, he's not." He turned to Hale, "you okay man-you look like you've seen a ghost."
"I gotta go," Hale huffed after taking a deep breath.
"Where you going?" Stiles shouted after him. "We got class-Hale!"
Lucian watched Hale as he rushed past him and shook his head before tapping the brunette on the shoulder. "Allison Argent?" he asked her when she turned around. "Lucian Blackwell, I'm Stiles' cousin, thought I'd come and introduce myself. I'm new."
She smiled at him but Lucian could tell she was mildly annoyed at something. "Nice to meet you Lucian, how are you liking Beacon Hills so far?"
Lucian shrugged. "So, so. I don't follow this lacrosse thing…" he looked sideways at the girl who was dying to get his attention. "Forgive me for being utterly rude, and who are you?"
"Lydia Martin," she smiled, "are you doing anything this weekend? I'm having a party at my place, you look like you'd fit right in Lucian."
Lucian chuckled. "Hate to break it to you Lydia but I bat for the other team. I can advise you on what looks amazing on you but I don't date females." Best get it out of the way now before anything got awkward later on.
She rolled her eyes. "All the good looking ones are gay." Lydia hooked her arm in Lucian's and grinned, "that's okay. I'm claiming you as mine."
Lucian chuckled. "I can do that. So ladies, tell me, is there anything even remotely interesting to do in this town? Or will I die or boredom."
"In Beacon Hills?" Allison asked with disbelief written all over her face. "Just you wait."
