AUTHOR'S NOTE: Okay, so I finally came up with an update schedule. From now on, updates will only take place on Sundays! Only updating on Sundays will drag the portion of 3A 'til the beginning of December and then from there, the story will go on a short hiatus until 3B premieres. Until then, please enjoy what I have planned so far :D

Check the polyvore link for Avery's morning school outfit :)

The following morning, Avery wakes up a whole hour and half earlier than what Stiles had set his alarm for. Since she had been home-schooled through JR High and the first two years of her High School career, first impressions meant everything to her. Especially since she was at public school now and kids her age were very judgmental.

She had tried to make the best impression she could on her first day but with the attack from killer birds catching her off guard and skipping her last class, she needed to redeem herself in the eyes of the students. Some of them saw her at her weakest, Stiles mostly, and she wanted to prove that she wasn't your average weak human girl. Just because she was talented in some areas, it didn't mean that her confidence was sky-high like most would expect.

So getting up at the butt crack of dawn and showering first, Avery has plans to take her motorcycle to school today. After a quick shower, she wiggled into a pair of black low-rise skinny jeans, slipped on a gray v-neck concert tee that had The Beatles on the front, and slipped her feet into black mid-calf boots that had a seemingly floral lace body. She scoured her closet for the perfect jacket and eventually pulled out her favorite leather jacket with press-studs on the collar, and three zipper pockets.

Quickly picking up her black backpack with gold-studded stars, she shoved in two spiral notebooks and a binder with a couple of pens and pencil before going to her jewelry box and slipping on a silver floral scroll thumb ring.

She quickly ties her hair back in a low ponytail before grabbing her helmet from the top shelf of her closet and set off for downstairs. Deciding to eat cold poptarts as a quick breakfast, she tosses a pack in her backpack before penning a quick note to John to tell him that she had left early to get some stuff done with her teachers- which wasn't a lie. She had to meet with her last teacher, get the slip she was supposed to turn in the day before signed by him or her, pick up her last textbook before the first bell, and finally turning in the slip to the office.

After strapping her backpack on securely and quietly walking her motorcycle out of the garage and down half the block, Avery starts it up and hops on, set on getting to school to start her day.

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When Avery finally gets to school, she doesn't expect to be the only student there but she also doesn't expect to find the twin brothers- who were pretty rude to her after she apologized for running into them- already there as well. They hadn't seemed like early risers to her.

The second she pulls up right beside them, she smirks on inside of her helmet as they stare at her bike before staring at her, trying to figure out who the rider is. She parks and cuts off the engine, sliding off slowly while giving the twins her back. After pulling off the helmet and setting it atop the bike's seat, she pulls the tie out of her hair, running her fingers through to tame it and ruffling her slightly damp waves. Once she feels presentable, she turns towards the boys, snorting when they are still looking. "Stare much?" She challenges them with a raised eyebrow, strutting off before they have the chance to even utter a word.

The rest of the school day goes by smoothly. She had visited her teacher that she had missed the previous day, got her to sign the paper slip and received the assigned textbook before locking everything up in her locker, and taking the receptionist her slip. Teachers stumbled over her name when they realized that Reynolds was scratched out and Stilinski took it's place. The only two teachers that gave any sign of recognition of her name was Finstock who groaned and then eyed her critically, and Harris who sneered at her more obviously now.

Ms. Blake's class was held in the library while the windows got fixed up but that class was pretty much a free period seeing as almost everyone in that class had ditched the entire day. Stiles was a bit sore about her leaving early without telling him and Scott tried to wheedle information out of her about the supernatural realm she knew of but she easily blew him off and told him to wait.

At the end of the school day, the only motorcycles in the parking lot where Avery's and Scott's. Scott got held back in one of his classes so he told Stiles and Avery to head on out without him, that'd he meet them at their house in a few minutes. The Stilinski's easily agreed, Avery revving her engine playfully when she and Stiles were stopped at a red light. Lifting up the visor to her helmet, she caught Stiles' gaze and winked at him before shutting the visor and taking off as soon as the light turned green.

She laughed the entire way home, parking her bike in the driveway and waiting by the front door for her brother.

"Stop gloating." Stiles frowns when he finally shows up. "You had an unfair advantage. That wasn't a fair race."

"Aww." Avery coos at him. "Has anyone ever told you that you make an adorable sore loser?"

"Shutup." He grumbles as he unlocks the front door.

He and Avery drop their bags in the hallway, making their way towards the kitchen. "I'm gonna make a quick snack before Scott gets here." Avery tells him as she pulls out hot pockets. "Want any?"

"Yeah. Make me two." He answers. "I'll take our backpacks upstairs so Dad or Scott don't trip."

Avery just waves him off as she found a can of BBQ Pringles and popped the lid as their hot pockets heated up. Not even two minutes later, she hears a manly shout from upstairs and doesn't even think twice about bounding up the stairs and towards her brother's scream.

Inside her room, she finds Stiles clutching his chest against the wall and Derek sitting at her desk.

"Jesus fucking Christ." Stiles pants. "How many times have I told you that climbing through windows is a no-no. Especially my sister's window, man!"

Derek stares unamused at Stiles before letting his gaze slide over to a silent laughing Avery. "Talk. Now."

"Ease up there, big guy." Avery grins and wow.She really is related to Stiles if she calls him names like her brother used to. "We're still waiting for Scott and I need to eat. I'm starving."

"Don't they feed you at school?" Derek grunts. At this, Stiles snorts and Avery turns to glare at him.

"Sure, they feed us." Avery says with a shrug. "But I wouldn't exactly call that food."

"You should've seen it." Stiles smirks. "I made her try the meatloaf-"

Avery crosses her arms over her chest. "If you can even call it that."

"-and she nearly threw up on Scott. It was the best moment of my life."

"You're an idiot." Derek shakes his head at them while Avery pouts, "Poor, Scooby."

Stiles' eyes light up. "Scooby? Did you just call Scott Scooby?"

Derek groans and rolls his eyes, looking up to the heavens as if asking why me? "Of course, I did." Avery laughs. "You can't tell me you haven't noticed the way he tilts his head to the side and looks at you with wide curious eyes?" Stiles takes a moment to think about it before he grinning and nodding. "Exactly, see!" Avery points out. "I'm just waiting for him to break something and say ruh-roh."

"Oh my god," Stiles laughs. "-I can totally picture that."

While Avery and Stiles laugh about Scott and his Scooby qualities, Derek listens in for Scott's arrival. Five minutes later, the alpha grunts out that Scott had finally showed and Avery hollers for him to bring up her's and Stiles' food from the microwave and counter.

When Scott enters the room, he has half a hot pocket shoved in his mouth, three on a plate and the can of Pringles tucked between his arm and body. Before Stiles can steal two hot pockets for himself, Avery slaps his hand away and offers Derek one but he mutely declines and then demands to hear her story now that Scott was there.

"Okay, okay. Hold your horses for one more minute." Avery tells him as she crouches down by her mini-fridge, pulling out a small bottle of Cran-Apple and tossing it to Stiles. Stiles takes one look at the drink before tossing it Scott seeing as he didn't like the juice the first time he tried it. Avery waves one at Derek but when all she gets is a glare, she keeps it for herself and settles down on the floor by her closet while Stiles and Scott hog the bed. "Okay, so before I tell you how I found out about everything, I need to tell you about Elijah and Nik, and how it is they became what they are today."

Stiles' head snaps up at her. "What do you mean what they are?"

Avery smirks in response and sips her juice. "No interrupting, got it?" Looking the three guys in the eye, she receives a nod from each of them. "Okay, so Nik and Elijah are the first of their kind." Stiles makes a noise in the back of his throat but shoves a handful of pringles in his mouth to keep from talking. "Elijah is last remaining Original vampire and Nik is the first Original Hybrid."

"Vampires?!" Stiles squeaks. "They're real?!"

Well, so much for no interruptions.

Derek glares at Stiles for interrupting but when Scott speaks, Derek looks to her awaiting the answer as well. "Hybrid of what?"

Avery takes a bite of her hot pocket, chewing carefully before answering. "He's half vampire, half werewolf."

"How is that pos-"

"I'm getting there." Avery cuts off her brother. "The thing you got to realize is that the Original vampires were made by a witch. The Original Witch who just so happened to be Elijah and Nik's mother." Avery takes a breath, letting that information sink in before she rehashed the Reynolds' life story. "Over a thousand years ago, Grace and Marcus Reynolds feared for their children's lives. In the village next to theirs, a pack of werewolves made themselves at home but they weren't really a threat unless it was the night of the full moon when they shifted. Elijah was the Reynolds' firstborn, then Nik, and finally Lilyana." Avery explains between bites of food. "Grace and Marcus didn't have the perfect marriage and one night, Grace strayed from her husband and slept with the alpha leader of the werewolf clan which resulted in Nik's birth."

"The hybrid." Derek realizes.

"Yes." Avery nods. "But she managed to pass off Nik as Marcus' child until Nik grew and Marcus realized Nik didn't look anything like him."

"But wouldn't they have realized when he shifted?" Scott wonders.

"I'll get to that in a bit." Avery answers. "The older Nik got, the more abusive Marcus was towards him. Elijah soon found out about his Mother's deceit but he still treated Nik like he always did. When Lilyana was born, she had everyone wrapped around her finger, especially Nik. He cared for her when his Mother had other duties and told her stories like a big brother should. On the night of her thirteenth birthday, which fell on a full moon, she convinced Nik to sneak her out of the magic protected caves to watch the wolves shift." Scott and Stiles are on the edge of the bed, soaking in the story. "He took her out just before dawn to watch them shift back into humans but he didn't count on some of them not shifting as soon as the sun rose. The wolves attacked Nik and as he fought them off, other wolves came and attacked Lilyana. They killed her."

"They don't have control?" Scott frowns. "Why did they kill her?"

By now, Avery has set aside what little food she had left and curls her knees up to her chest. "When these wolves shift, they're completely animal. It doesn't matter if he or she is your best friend. They'll kill you."

Stiles breathes in shocked awe. "Whoa."

"Yeah." His sister nods. "Anyway, when Nik carried her body back to their village, Marcus was furious when Nik told them what happened but Marcus wanted to rip apart the wolves before he moved on to Nik. He didn't even let Grace mourn the death of their daughter before he took her back to their hut and asked for a spell to be performed. He wanted to be stronger, faster, and immortal." Avery tells them. "Grace took everything he said into consideration and sought out guidance from her Goddess. She then came up with an Immortality spell but she wanted it for her husband and two boys. She didn't want to lose another child so Marcus agreed to it. The Immortality spell is a bunch of complicated sacrifices and blood spillage so I won't go over it but she managed to get Marcus, Elijah, and Nik to complete it. The thing about magic, though, is that every spell has a consequence to it. Especially if it goes against nature."

"What was the consequence?" Stiles murmurs.

"The undeniable thirst for blood." Avery reveals. "The sun was no longer their friend. They couldn't enter their neighbors home without permission. And the very beautiful flowers called Vervain that grew everywhere was now lethal to them."

"Thus creating the first vampires." Derek says.

"Yes." Avery confirms. "But now back to Scott's earlier question on why they didn't realize Nik was werewolf born before." The three boys lean forward, elbows on their knees. "These werewolves, they're born with the werewolf gene in the DNA but when they're born, the gene remains dormant until the person makes their first kill whether it's on purpose or accidental."

"Nik killed for food, didn't he?" Stiles then realizes and sits up straighter. "He triggered his werewolf gene when he first fed."

Avery smiles at her brother's quick thinking. "That he did, bro. Elijah was with Nik when it happened and he told Nik to keep quiet because he wasn't sure what their Mother or Father would do if they found out. He agreed and when they got back to their home, it was to find their Father draining their Mother dry." Scott gasps and Avery has to bite the inside of her cheek from laughing. "You see, when you're a vampire, you're emotions are heightened to an all time high. When you're happy, you're ecstatic. When you're sad, you're depressed. And when you're mad, you go into a rage. If feeling becomes too much for you, you can completely flip the switch to where you don't feel anything at all. No compassion. No remorse. Nothing."

"So Marcus flipped the switch?"

"I guess." Avery shrugs at Scott. "He had been out searching for the alpha who slept with his wife, killed him and then when he got home, they guessed he was still in a rage and took it out on his wife. Since they were all new to being vampires and hybrids, the blood lust was too much and Marcus killed his wife. Elijah and Nik witnessed her death, flew into a rage, and killed their Father. Turns out that a bite from a werewolf kills a vampire and with Nik being a hybrid, all it took was one bite and his Father died slowly and painfully."

The room falls into a silence after that as they let it sink in that another breed of werewolves were roaming around out there. That vampires existed and even a hybrid of the two species was possible.

Of course, Derek is the one to break the silence. "While that story was insightful, it still doesn't tell us how you became involved with this."

Avery snorts a laugh. "Oh, right, yeah. Okay, so fast forward to about two years ago on the night of my fourteenth birthday in Louisiana." She grins but then her grin falters a bit causing Scott and Derek's interest to be immediately piqued. "Um, Scott and Stiles know how crappy my adoptive parents were already so yeah, now you do too." Avery directs at Derek. "I scrounged up some money and went to the movies with a couple of friends. The movie we wanted to see wasn't playing until after dark so we waited it out and watched it. My friends all had rides home but I had to walk. Even though they all offered me a ride, I declined and said the fresh air would do me good." Avery's heart rate suddenly spikes and both Scott and Derek watch her with interest. "T-there was an incident. Down a dark alley that I had been dragged down." Avery's hands tremble as she averts her gaze from the three of them, trying her best to keep her heart beat down since she knows two of them could most likely hear it.

A familiar emotion for Avery starts creeping in but with the wolves and their noses, she quickly makes herself feel fear to mask it. Which isn't too hard to make herself feel since she is scared of her brother finding this out before she's ready to tell him.

"What type of incident?" Stiles mumbles.

"Just an incident, Stiles." Avery tells him, her voice wavering when her emotions get the best of her.

Derek and Scott can hear her racing heart, smell the fear she's suddenly emanating as it gets a little bit stronger but they don't press. The last thing they want is her shutting down and not volunteering any more information.

"Avery-"

"Drop it." She suddenly snaps, eyes darting up to meet Stiles. "That's another story for a very different time." She says, her eyes quickly glancing to Derek. Stiles clenches his jaw but nods nonetheless. "Anyway, I lost a lot of blood-"

"What the hell?!"

"Not now." Avery grits through clenched teeth. She waits for Stiles to sit back down before taking a deep breath and continuing. "I lost a lot of blood and was pretty much left for dead. I couldn't call out for help or anything." She admits with a defeated sigh. "I don't know how long I had been laying there but then there was suddenly two men standing above me. Elijah and Nik." She reaches for her bottle of juice and finishes off the remaining liquid. "They, uh, they were watching me as I died. I could barely hear them as they talked about how the human race disgusted them and how could someone have left a child to die like the way I was in filth. They said some other things but the next thing I know, my head's being lifted and they're asking if I want to live or die. There was a split second where I almost didn't answer because I thought what if but then something made me want to live and then all of sudden, there's a bleeding wrist being held against my mouth."

"Gross." Scott grimaces at the same time Stiles shouts, "What the fuck?!"

Derek looks wary of Avery all of sudden, especially when she laughs at their reactions as her fear slowly gives way. "Relax, will you? Vampire blood heals. Elijah healed me just enough so that I wouldn't die, promised me to keep their secret or else they'd hunt me down, and dropped me off at the nearest hospital."

"And that's how you found out you were adopted?" Stiles guesses as he recalls when Avery told him and their Dad that she found out after a certain incident involving her blood type.

"Sort of." Avery nods. "The next day, when my parents finally showed up, they had to fill out all sorts of forms and they were such bad parents, they didn't even know my information." She shakes her head in disappointment. "After that, I kept getting a weird feeling that I was being watched and a week later I found out I was right. Nik and Elijah kept an eye on me to make sure I didn't blab their secret."

"And why didn't you?" Derek asks. "You were a kid. Hell, you're still a kid. Why didn't you scream bloody murder the first chance you got?"

Avery smiles at him before her gaze locks on her carpeted floor. "They saved my life. Not once but twice."

Derek's eyebrows hitch towards his hairline. "Twice?"

"When they were making sure that I didn't talk about them, they were watching my parents as well. They didn't like how careless my parental figures were and they kind of grew attached to me. When I think about it now, I think I reminded them of their little sister. But anyway, they asked me if I wanted an out. They asked if I wanted to stay with them where I could learn about anything and everything I dreamed of so I said yes."

"And your adopted parents just let you go with two strangers?" Derek scoffs.

"Not exactly." Avery then smirks. "Vampires, they have this skill called compulsion. Once they catch your gaze, they can basically control your mind. They can plant fake memories or erase memories. They can even manipulate your dreams." She informs them. "So yeah, adoptive Mom and Dad thought Elijah and Nik were crazy when they asked if I could live with them so Nik and Elijah compelled them to believe they had never adopted me to begin with. They even made sure to plant the idea that adoption wasn't for them and sent them off to bed while they helped me pack up and move."

"Wow." Stiles chirps. "Remind me to never look a vampire in the eye."

"Whatever, you big baby. If it makes you feel better, I'll have some vervain shipped here." She grins. "Liquid vervain can keep you from being compelled and even taint your blood so you're not tasty to any of them. Just a couple drops in whatever your drinking everyday should do the trick and no, vervain isn't lethal to wolves." Scott breathes a sigh of relief and Avery snorts. "So yeah, I move in with them, they treat me like family, hire a private tutor so I can be home-schooled, and then they themselves teach me all about the supernatural. They also taught me to fight and protect myself. I'm pretty good with a crossbow, daggers, and a wooden stake."

"But you suck with a paintball gun." Scott reminds her.

"Yeah, I know." Avery frowns. "My aim with a bow is pretty damn legit but for some reason, I could never handle a gun."

"Great." Derek sighs. "Another Hunter."

Avery's head snaps up towards Derek, locking eyes with him. "I'm not a Hunter." She spat. "Hunters hunt down and kill anything and anyone who they don't classify as human. I'm a Soldier. A Guardian. I fight and kill to protect."

"You're a child." Derek glares right back. "You shouldn't be involved with any of this."

"Hey!" Scott intervenes before they see Avery put any of her skills to use. "I'm a child too but it didn't stop your Uncle from placing this curse on me."

Before Derek can round on Scott and get a word out, Avery surprises them all by rounding on Scott herself. "Scooby, I love you like a brother but if I hear you call it a curse ever again, I will skip pass the bitch-slap and go straight for the knockout. Do I make myself clear?"

"W-what?" Scott gapes. "But it is a-"

"No. It's not." Avery climbs to her feet, kicking off her boots since she isn't going anywhere else in them and walks towards her desk- opening up her laptop. As she types in her password to get in, she peers over her shoulder at Scott. "Shift."

"What?!"

"Shift." Avery tells him again. "Shift. Right now." Scott chances a brief look at Derek who only shrugs in response and then at Stiles who nods for him to do as he was told. Scott's face scrunches up before his sideburns sprout extra furry, his ears shift into points, his eyes glow an eerie yellow, and his teeth elongate into fangs. "Now," Avery turns back to her laptop, clicking away and typing more. "-on a scale of one to ten, how painful was that?"

"U-um, it wasn't." Scott admits around his fangs. "It just feels weird with all the bones shifting around and what not."

"Okay." Avery gestures to her laptop where a video waits to be played. "I dare you to call your Lycanthropy a curse again after seeing this."

Scott let his features slip away as he and Stiles crowd behind Derek to see the screen. Avery presses play and the image they are greeted with is a group of naked men and women tied up with chains in a barn.

"Uh, weird." Stiles mutters. "I mean, I like porn as much-"

"Shutup." Avery and Derek speak at the same time though Avery adds in a whack to the back of Stiles' head.

Stiles pouts as he rubs his head, watching the screen in silence now. The people are restless, that much is obvious, and he can see them getting jittery with every second that passes. Finally, a shout sounds through the speakers and each person in the barn has yellow glowing eyes. Agonized screams, both male and female, follow after the first shout and the group watch on in shock as every person on the screen crumples the the ground. Bones snap and shift, giving the illusion that something is crawling beneath their skin as their faces morph into that of an actual wolves face and snout. Their bodies then morph into the body of a wolf and fur sprouts all over the place.

"T-they're wolves." Stiles stammers while pointing at the screen. "All of them are wolves."

"Yep." Avery confirms as she watches the wolves snap at one another, trying in vain to get free. "If you ever run into one in the wild, it's hard to tell whether they're a regular wolf roaming around or a supernatural creature on the prowl." The wolves start to howl and Avery quickly snaps the lid shut when Derek and Scott both cringe at the sound. "Now you see why I told you that what you have is no curse. You guys," Avery smiles feebly down at Derek with awe. "-you guys are special. You aren't beholden to the moon like they are. You can shift at will at any time of the day while they have to wait for a full moon. While your kind shifts with ease, they are in agony until they complete the shift each time. Including their shift back to human."

Scott hangs his head in shame, not saying a word but Avery takes pity on him and playfully ruffles his hair. "Do you know anything else?" Derek breaks apart their little moment. "Anything that might be useful to us?"

"Everything I know is locked up in my laptop." Avery gestures to it. "I don't know anything about your kind of wolves but Elijah emailed me some stuff last night. I just haven't had time to go over it."

Derek sighs in exasperation. "Well, what are you waiting for? Bring it up."

"Excuse me, Mr. Bossy pants." Avery huffs and plants her hands on her hips. "But we have a party to get ready for."

"But that party isn't for another four hours."

"Not the point." Avery narrows her gaze at Scott. "I still have to shower and choose a decent outfit and then make sure you two are dressed appropriately."

"This is more important than a stupid party." Derek dead-pans. "It can't wait."

Avery purses her lips, taking Derek's words into consideration. While what Derek said is true, she really, really wants to go to this party with Stiles and Scott. Taking a moment to think things over, she takes out her phone and unlocks it before shoving it towards Derek.

"Put your number in." Derek cocks an eyebrow at her but takes the phone anyway, programming his number into the device. "I really hope I can trust you-"

"You can."

"-so I'm going to text you every password that is needed for my laptop and let you take it for the night. No-one else is have these passwords and no-one else is to handle the laptop. You are allowed to let any other pack member to take a look but only if you're in the same room as them so they don't mess with anything. Are we clear?"

"Crystal." Derek agrees. Avery sighs and then makes her way towards her closet, pulling out a case for her laptop so Derek could take it.

"Alright, so I expect to get this back tomorrow in the same condition I lend it to you in." She says as she stows away her precious Mac.

"You will."

For some reason, Avery takes his word for it and hands over the bag. "I'll text you the passwords in a bit. Now shoo! I have an outfit to choose."

Derek takes the carrying case with a nod, stands, and makes his way to the window. Avery laughs as he climbs out and before he drops from view, he locks gazes with her. "Uh, thanks."

"No problem."

The second Derek is gone, Avery turns to her brother and Scott who are gaping at her.

"You just.. all that information.."

Avery rolls her eyes. "Shutup, Stiles. We have a party to get ready for and I'll let you go through everything when I get it back." He snaps his mouth shut and Avery takes that chance to herd them through her bedroom door. "Now, you two, shoo. Scott, go home and shower and change into something party worthy. Stiles, same for you."

The moment the boys pass the threshold of her room, she slams the door behind them. Then walking over to her closet, she starts sorting through her clothes. "Hmm.. what to wear, what to wear."

Thanks for sitting through Nik and Elijah's backstory.

Next up we have "Chaos Rising" and we get to see Heather's party, Allison finally meeting a very buzzed Avery, and yeah some other stuff as well ;)