"Awesome rookie! You did great!"
A lone figure stood in the field. There were broken pieces of weaponry everywhere and destroyed machines that once must have been used for some sort of practice. The figure pulled an arrow out of his side and chucked it away. The man stood tall, all his structure on display. He had a firm light brown toga with strong hard worn armor on, his tanned skin spoke of many hours under the sun with rippling muscles that not even a skilled sculptor could replicate as he flexed to put away his sword. His short obsidian hair was tousled and he had stupple that caressed his hard jaw in such a way that anyone would be tempted to touch. His sweat gave him an almost godly glow, and the arrow wound had closed not daring to leave a scar on this perfect specimen.
"I don't think I'm qualified to be called a rookie anymore." Derek started to walk over where coach Finstock and a fully grown Scott, the size of a horse, stood "Considering what I've done to all your training regimens Coach."
"You will always be a rookie to me rookie. But I suppose you're right. You've completely demolished my training grounds! You and this stupid mutt." Said stupid mutt growled and tackled Finstock from behind. "Holly mother of Hale! Alright! You're not a stupid mutt! Help! Coach Down!" A very pleased looking Scott grinned, licked Coach's face, and quickly got off. "Ugh. Animals!"
"Do I need to rebuild everything again?"
He got back on his feet and quickly cracked his back, "No, I have something else in mind. Come. Follow me to my office."
When coach says 'his office', he means the small cottage on the edge of the cliff facing the ocean. It was more of a run down shack when Scott, Cora, and I first got here, but I was able to fix it up for him sometime during my training, or should I say he conned me into doing it making me think it was part of the training. It wasn't a big deal and I probably would have done it anyway if he just asked. It was interesting finding relics of the other heroes he trained, some became legends that everyone knew and some I've never heard of. Normally we don't head back till sunset, I wonder what the old beta has in store?
As soon as we got inside he started to throw around some stuff and make a mess. "Need any help?"
"No, I got it rookie." He flipped through random piles he found, and his face beamed when he held out what he was looking for. "Found it!" It was an old leather bound scroll that didn't appear to be anything worth wild.
"What do I need a scroll for? I know my teachings." I was actually one of the top students back in my home town, but my adoptive family couldn't afford to send me out to the city to attend an University.
"Calm down. Don't give me the alpha stare down, I haven't insulted your intelligence in months! Anyway, this is the only thing my idiot of a nephew Greenberg did right! You remember that dumbass? Visited twice? Anyway, this is a magic scroll blessed by the Hale god Hermes. It will give you the most direct path to, you know, anywhere you desire." He took a pause. "Derek. You have been under my training for two years, look at my fingers. See, two! At first you were terrible! Oh you were just God Awful! I didn't know what to do with ya. I mean the only person that could have been worse was probably Greenberg!" I growled in warning. "Now though, now you are the best person I have ever trained. There is nothing more you can learn from me. It's about time you take what I've taught you and put it into action!"
I stood up straighter, I couldn't help the grin that came over me. "I'm done with my training."
"Yep, damn straight rookie. You are hereby graduated." He wrapped an arm around my shoulders and got uncomfortably close, but i've grown used to his antics by now. "Word of advice, go to Beacon Hills. It's a big though town with a lot of problems. I'd say it's long over due for a hero."
He handed over the scroll to me and as I looked at it, a path appeared before my eyes to Beacon Hills. "Thank you Coach. I could never have gotten to where I am without your help."
"Save the sissy talk. And don't thank me yet! Let's see if you have what it takes. I should be hearing great things about you rookie! So get going!"
"I won't let you down. Let's go Scott." Scott was excitedly waiting by the door crouched down waiting for me, I hopped on and we sped off in the direction where the map showed me where Beacon Hills will be.
"Ok, slow down scott. I need to look at the map again." Scott huffed in annoyance and sat down. I jumped off and pulled out the scroll. "It's not like you know where we are going either." The scroll showed our current location in the reserve outside the city. We are really close and could probably make it some time before sun down. "According to the map we are close to a river. Lets see if we can catch some fish to eat." Scott jumped up in agreement.
As we got closer to the river I could hear the great roaring of water from a waterfall, it was nice listening to nature but a scream of terror coming from the same direction broke through the peaceful atmosphere. We quickly ran to the river only to see a thin young male, probably a few years younger than myself, struggling to get away from a little bigger lanky older man.
"Come on baby. You can't deny you want it."
"Get off you creep! I am not your baby Harris! I don't want any part of you! Now let me go!"
"So feisty. I like a challenge."
I seethed with anger at hearing the harassment the younger was receiving. Quickly unshielding my sword, I stepped into view. The river masked their scent from far, but now that I'm close I could smell the aromatic sweet scent of the smaller that slammed me harder than a raging minotaur made from solid marble. It immediately overwhelmed me, he's an omega! His smell is sweeter than that of milk and honey and has a strong undertone of cinnamon and gingersnaps with something that I can't quite place, it's intoxicating. Fortunately the scent of the other alpha had me snapping back to my senses. "He said let go." I growled.
The two temporarily stopped their struggle to see Derek standing menacingly with his sword pointed at Harris.
"Oh look, a hero has come to save you my little omega."
"I am not your omega Harris! And you with the menacing eyebrows. Thank you, but I can handle this. So, bye bye." The omega made a quick shooing hand gesture.
"You clearly can't handle this by the look of things."
"I'm doing just fine! Now I suggest leaving because things are about to get messy, and I wouldn't want that pretty scowl on your face to get scrapped off."
"Enough talk! Water Oni destroy this interruptance." Very rapidly five man shaped masses emerged from the water with yellowish green eyes, all holding blades that probably were just as sharp as they looked.
"Scott! Come on, it's not a very fair fight." Suddenly Scott ambushed Harris from the side and knocked the two figures down completely in the river. Derek came hacking at the Oni and was able to make two of them dissipate. The other three came at Derek, but he successfully dodged the blows and swiftly dissipated the remaining three. He quickly moved to the coughing, soaking wet Omega and picked him up and set back on the dry river side bed.
"That *cough* was an *cough* Awful idea!"
"Wait here." Derek turned around to see Harris standing back up and Scott fighting off more Oni. He charged Harris but was blocked by two more Oni. They got him in the side and were also able to slice up his left arm, but derek was better and once again sliced both Oni in half and charged Harris. Derek punched the alpha and sent him flying into the waterfall. The remaining Oni fighting Scott dissipated.
Harris was barely holding on to consciousness as Derek approached. "Please! Mercy!"
"Like you were going to give him mercy." Derek held his sword to the neck of the trembling alpha. "Die." and with that he sliced Harris's throat.
After washing away the blood in the river, he shielded his sword and approached the younger omega drying out his clothes. Derek froze in his tracks, he finally got a good look at the young male and was stunned by his beauty. This omega was of lean form and muscle, with a trim waist highlighted by the single wet red garment he wore that hugged his hips and showed off the tantalizing cute curve of his ass that just invited someone to squeeze. He had short dark brown hair, but not too short, just enough for one to get a good firm grip and tug. As he straightened up and turned around, Derek's brain was shot to the underworld. He was taller than expected but still a bit shorter than himself and his eyes were breathtaking, pure amber mixed with flakes of molten gold swirled in those big beauties, and his creamy skin looked radiant and unblemished except for the little beauty marks scattered randomly that dotted his skin which made him all the more beautiful in Derek's eyes. However he was standing stiffly with his shoulders squared and a pissed off glare in place.
"How dare you. Were you suicidal?!"
It took Derek a while to register what he said and blinked in confusion. "What?"
"Oh no! You don't 'What?' me! I had everything perfectly under control! Then you come parading in like the meathead alpha you are! What were you thinking! You could have been killed! Oh wait, You weren't thinking! You and your eyebrows probably just saw a defenseless omega and your feral brain was thinking you just got lucky with an easy score and if you saved me I would just fall into your arms!"
Derek was stunned at the rant this omega was going on, but the words quickly clicked as to what was being said and he got angry. "What! No! You needed help! I…
"I can handle myself! Those Oni could have killed you and you just barreled in! Or maybe you were thinking that I had a rich family and you would be rewarded for your brave efforts. Well sorry pal but I…"
"I didn't even know you were an Omega!" Derek growled as he pushed and held the boy against the very convenient tree behind him. The boy's heart rate sky rocketed.
"I-I, wait...you didn't know?" He looked up helplessly at Derek.
"No! The water blocked your scent until after I stepped out and decided to help. And no. You didn't have anything under control from the obvious struggling and the scream that alerted me to the situation. I wouldn't have stepped in otherwise."
He blushed a very pretty pink color. "Oh." He looked down and his heart was still beating fast but started to slowly calm down only to shoot back up again. "Oh My Hale! You're Bleeding!"
Derek let go of the omega to inspect the wound on his left arm, but the boy quickly started to fuss over the damage. "You see! You could have been seriously hurt! Come, we need to wash it out before I can wrap it!" Taken by surprise, Derek let the young man drag him to the water. "Did they get you anywhere else?"
It took him a second but he responded, "No, I'm fine. Don't worry about it."
"Stop scowling. Your face will get stuck like that and what are you talking about! It could get infected! And…" He trailed off as he saw the unblemished skin once the blood was cleared away. "What happened to your wound?! It was just bleeding!"
"I told you not to worry about it. I have rapid healing abilities."
"Wow really? I figured you must somehow be super strong with how you punched Harris straight into the waterfall. But you have…" It was at this moment that Scott figured he had enough of being left out and snuck up on the Omega and started to lick their new friend.
"Ah! Haha! Who's...ha! This?"
"Scott. Stop. Get off the omega."
Scott playfully growled at Derek but got off of him. "Oh you didn't have to be a sourwolf about it. I like dogs, even unnaturally big ones. Scott was it?" He started to scratch Scott behind his ears. "You like that Scotty?" Scott really liked it and fell to his side so he could get his belly scratched. Derek thought it was a comical sight to see a full grown hell hound getting a belly scratch. "You're a good boy aren't you Scotty? That's right, you are a good boy!" He was in heaven.
"I think you just stole my best friend." Despite the betrayal from Scott, Derek suddenly grew very warm at the sight.
"What can I say sourwolf. I'm sure I'm better company that your scowly butt."
Derek growled at the nickname. "I have a name."
"And I bet I will probably like sourwolf better."
He huffed. "It's Derek."
"Hmmm, Derek." Derek started to feel a little flushed from how his name rolled off from the omega's lips. Scott whined from the lack of scratching. "Well Derek. My friends call me Stiles or at least they would if I had any friends, but thank you for saving me. Even though I one hundred percent did not need your help, but still thanks." Derek wasn't sure if the reddening of stiles cheeks was his imagination or not. "Now I must go. Bye bye sourwolf." Before he could even react Stiles was up and walking away.
"Do you want to stay a little bit longer? Scott and I were just about to catch some food." Derek called out.
He turned around and gave a shy smile. "No, I really need to go, but maybe I'll see you around. Bye Derek." And with a wink he continued on walking and Derek watched till he was out of sight and could no longer smell the sweet tantalizing scent of omega.
"Shut up Scott." Derek could just feel two judging eyes staring a hole in the back of his head and he swore he heard a chuckle. He will be forever grateful Scott can not talk.