Beacon Hills AU

[avenges]

WELCOME TO BEACON HILLS

Beacon Hills is a small town in the Northern part of California. It was once a thriving town that has fallen into disrepair. It is also, currently, the scene of a supernatural battle that has only just begun.

This is an AU Beacon Hills set during season 1 at this time. What's the same? Most things in this verse are set in Beacon Hills. All of the events up until the first episode are the same except one thing. It was Laura who was left a charred mess in the basement after trying to save her family, and Peter that took Derek from Beacon Hills before they were found by the hunters.

Now, six years later, things are going dark in the town. Someone has been killing people, and the power of the family is in turmoil.

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Laura is pretty much where Peter was. Angry. Violent. Looking to take revenge on those that took her life from her. What do we already know about this verse?

* Peter and Derek were alive when Laura woke up
* Kate still seduced Derek to get the information about the pack
* Laura, in seeking to restart her pack, has bitten both Scott... and Stiles
* Laura is the Hale alpha


Is Peter alive or dead? We don't know. Maybe Laura has been alpha this whole time, alive but unable to act on it. Is Cora in South America? Maybe. This is pretty open right now. If interested, let me know.

Taken Characters:

* Laura Hale
* Scott McCall
* Stiles Stilinski
* Derek Hale
* Chris Argent

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The alpha awakens - For Scott

[avenges]

It had taken six long years for this moment. Moment by moment healing each and every cell in her body. The slow, painful reversal of time and age as it took its toll on her body. Somewhere out there, whatever remained of the Hale family had not returned, but that was fine by her. She was alpha. She was able to move once more. She was, in each and every night she snuck out, gathering more and more information about those that had helped the hunters, who had given them that accelerant that burned like napalm.

Now she needed the strength of pack behind her as well.

The woods felt good. The earthy loam beneath her feet, the scent of dirt and molding, dying things mixing with the nearly "green" smell of the plants that grew and flourished. Her abilities weren't as strong as they should have been but they were growing, becoming stronger with each day she spent sneaking out of the hospital under the watchful eye of a plain woman with a nursing degreee that had helped her hide the strength of her body and her nightly sojourns through Beacon Hills.

A new scent caught her attention. Warm, slightly spicy, with a hint of what she knew as fear. A smile curved her lips, loving how she smelled as she moved to follow the shadows, seeking him out.

[cluelesspuppy]

If Stiles made him suck at tryouts tomorrow, Scott was going to... do something very damaging to his best friend. Because really - middle of the night in the rain in the woods was not fun. Not at all and NOT what he needed right now.

Especially since his Dad had found out they were in the woods and was having harsh words with Stiles. Which meant that Scott was now without a ride and was going to be walking home in the rain in the middle of the night.

As he walked, he found himself running out of breath and reached into his pocket for his inhaler. But he stopped when he thought he heard a twig break, looking over his shoulder to see what was out there.

[avenges]

Oh but that had been a bad step, Laura knew, though they way he jerked around to look was amusing. He'd come out here looking for a body and now he was going to risk becoming one. Not that she wanted that. Her desire was for him to live.

She wanted him to live, to prosper and be the sort of beta she needed for her new pack. Peter had deserted her and taken her brother with her. Eventually she would work to get Derek back, but for now, she would start on her own.

Creeping forward, circling around with a smile. He did smell good, she'd give him that.

[cluelesspuppy]

Oh crap what was that?

That was a definite shadow moving. Shit. Shit shit shit Stiles Scott was so going to kill you if he gets jumped in the woods in the middle of the night.

"Listen, I seriously don't have any money or like, anything on me. And there's a lot of cops only a few feet away and I'll start screaming so um... yeah..."

And he's changing directions because getting yelled at by the Sheriff was higher on the my life is not in danger list than random stranger lurking in the shadows.

[avenges]

Money. Thatw as almost cute. How had he gotten himself into this? Whatever the reason, he was going to be a good choice. Quick thinking it would seem. Sher wished there were more she remembered from town, but he was young and he'd be helpful in her finding more betas.

That was it. He was turning back. She shifted, all teeth and glowing red eyes, and she rushed forward. Speed and power, snarling with sharp teeth as she latched on. Tasting blood and life, flooding over her tongue and almost making a small prayer that he made it, that her first beta lived.

Come play - For Stiles

[avenges]

One was a start. Two was on her way to having a pack. Three when she finally brought Derek in and Laura would be on her way to all she wanted now. A strong, powerful pack that would never have to fear hunters again. That meant securing beta number two.

Not that it was that hard. He'd actually been incredible helpful, though Laura suspected it wasn't his desire to do so. He was though following her as well, and while she might not be coddling McCall, she wasn't treating him like a wayward omega either.

"I know you're there, Stiles. I can smell you," she said, drawing out the words as she stopped by the sedan she'd been driving, turning to face the shadows.

Re: Come play - For Stiles

[rozpetac]

And so much for the info that he got off that website for how to make werewolves not smell you coming. His abstinence and rubbing the weird grass over him have failed him.

He'll have to write a nasty note to the webmaster about their clearly erroneous data. Other people might try it and fail too, clearly it's a public service he'll be doing.

"Okay, so that's something else off the checklist. What else can you do?"

[avenges]

"I don't think you're ready for those answers. Besides, all you've done is cover up your scent. I still know you, Stiles. It's all over Scott, for one," she pointed out, moving to lean against the trunk of the car. She crooked a finger at him.

"Now, come out here and talk to me," she said, folding her arms over her chest. "You and I need to have a talk."

[rozpetac]

"I'm not ready for those answers but we need to have a talk? What kind of talk? My dad already warned me about taking candy from strangers and the whole bad touch kind of thing, so if i'm not ready to hear about what else you can do, what's left to talk about? Unless you want to know everything about how the Mets are a travesty and a stain upon their ancestors, the Angels aren't much better and really fuck the Dodgers and their record?"

He might also be mimicking her tough girl stance in the shadows where he's lurking.

Post-Bite -> For Stiles

[cluelesspuppy]

It was the next day at school when Scott finally found his best friend and pulled him into the locker room. He hadn't even known how to explain to his friend about what happened so nope, just making sure no one is in the room before pulling Stiles into it.

"Dude, dude something freaky happened last night."

Re: Post-Bite -> For Stiles

[rozpetac]

Oh no. He'd thought they'd mostly gotten away with last night, well he'd thought Scott had gotten away at least.

He was pretty sure that his dad wasn't serious about putting him under actual house arrest.

"How freaky is freaky?"

[cluelesspuppy]

"Like, strange woman in the forest bit me freaky." He's obviously not okay with this.

[rozpetac]

"What? Let me see." Stiles is reaching out to tug Scott's shirt out of the way. "Which side?"

Because Stiles wants to see the bite first and then maybe go get Scott tested for rabies and maybe some other stuff. "Did she say anything or was it just biting and then leaving you?"

Arriving in Town (For Laura)

[grumpypuppy]

He had been in American literature when his cell phone had gone off with the news-feed alert. Added to the list of "Things Derek didn't Tell Peter" was that he had a weird news from Beacon Hills goggle alert going just to be able to make sure he knew if something was a threat to his sister that he needed to go back to.

Peter never really asked why Derek had chosen to go to the University of Arizona when he could have the pick of the Ivy Leagues along the East Coast. But it was the closest to California he could get without actually being IN California and still be in one of the top 50 English departments in the country.

But the image of the deer in the animal report caught his attention to the point where he left class right after the bell rang and went for his car. He always kept an emergency bag in the trunk, so he started on the four hour drive back to the town he hadn't seen in over six years, and as he pulled up in front of the burnt remains of his family home, he remembered why.

But that spiral was a message, and he intended to find out who it was from, and if it meant what he thought it meant.

[avenges]

It wasn't the most subtle of signs, and the honest truth was, Laura hadn't been aiming for subtle. She had been aiming for the elder missing Hale boy, but that she had gotten Derek and not Peter delighted her.

She'd prowled, waiting and watching. She'd like to think it was knowing her brother, no matter what, but it was the scent. Rich, pine and loam, and family. Hers.

Leaping down from her perch, she followed the car, watching to see where he'd go.

[grumpypuppy]

Derek had the feeling he was being watched, and there were only a few options as to who it would be. Most of them weren't good options, so he was tense as he walked up the stairs to the Hale House and opened the door.

The scent of the long burnt out fire hit him, making him pause and push those angry feelings deep down to the little spot in his soul that he kept them locked up in. on the second breath, he tried to focus on fresher scents of who may have been there recently to figure out what was going on.

It was the third breath that he caught the hint of whoever was watching him and he turned, his jaw tense as his eyes scanned the forest behind him.

[avenges]

It didn't surprise her he came here rather than the hospital, though if there was an alpha in the area, why had it not occurred it might be her? It made her wonder what their darling uncle had told Derek, and that worried her a bit. Not a lot though. There was nothing Peter might have said that she couldn't overcome.

Laura stepped out from behind a tree, clad in dark jeans and a white tee and a leather jacket. She smiled, her hair touseled and her cheeks flushed.

"Welcome home, Baby Brother. Took you long enough to come back."

A hunter returns - For Laura

[redefining]

The reports had been impossible to ignore and once Allison had returned to college after winter break; Chris had packed up and flown back to the one place he didn't want to be.

Beacon Hills.

The town itself didn't look all that different. Stores had changed, but the town itself felt almost the same. He'd chosen the residence carefully, the house large enough for himself and others, if they were needed, and stored his collection.

By nightfall, he was in the woods, following familiar paths to the wreckage that remained of the Hale house. He stood there for a moment, the remnants vanishing as he saw the house that had been there.

The people who'd lived there. He'd had no quarrel with them directly, and after Victoria had been killed, his only concern had been taking Allison away. They'd been across the country when the fire happened.

Allison didn't even know about it, and he intended to keep it that way. The wood creaked as he moved up the steps, one hand pushing the door open.

[avenges]

So much in Laura's mind came from one night. A single night six years ago when so much she loved and cherished was taken from her. Fire and pain and screams haunted her day and night.

Yet it wasn't the only thoughts that haunted her.

There was thoughts of her family, happy and close knit and sharing so much. There was school. There was Peter and then Derek being basketball stars, and Laura on Dean's list and a concert violinist. There were the kids she tutored, and the friends she knew.

And there was the man that made her heart race. Someone whose smile still haunted her, as much as her knowledge of who and what he was.

He had left Beacon Hills before the fire, after his wife had died, but she knew he had been back. She had memories of him there, in the hospital, talking to her when she couldn't talk back.

She hadn't expected him to return though. Even with the signs she had left to lure Peter and Derek back. Yet here he was. She had heard the truck, and then it was his scent that stepped through the door. She thought to turn, to slip out a window.

Instead she came to the top of the stairs, watching him with her heart feeling like it was lodged in her throat.

[redefining]

She was older than he remembered, taller than the girl she had been when he'd left, physically healed from the damage done by the fire. and he couldn't quite look away, look past her. He stopped at the bottom of the stairs, his grip on the gun tightening almost imperceptibly as he stared up at her.

And it was a moment before he found his voice, forced himself to step back into the role he'd left behind years before so that when he spoke, his voice gave nothing away.

"...You know why I'm here."

[avenges]

Maybe it was the tone, or the hand at his hip, but Laura tensed, folding her arms over her chest. She stared down the length of the steps at him, wishing anyone but Chris Argent had come. She knew hunters would hear of it, but why him?

"Take your hand off the weapon, Chris. There's nothing left here but memories and death."

Taking a breath, forcing herself to move, she started slowly down the stairs.

"And you're here because there's been signs of an alpha poaching in Beacon Hills. Trust me. They'll move on. This is Hale territory." She smiled tightly at him. "How long did you know about my family? I didn't know about yours until after Victoria died," she admitted.

Seeking answers

[trained_to_lead]

Actually, she likely shouldn't have opened the e-mail, but curiosity had gotten the better of her and as she scanned the lines, her first thought was to call her father, and she likely should have.

But he'd always avoided the subject whenever she asked about Kate and now getting an e-mail referencing her immiment arrival where she knew Chris was?

Not exactly something she could look past, and having a break starting at the end of the week? Perfect time for a trip.

She closed the e-mail and made the arrangements. She had a month before she had to register for classes anyway, and getting away from the snow sounded really good.

Three days later, her plane was landing and there was a rental car waiting for her at the airport to make the drive.

When she arrived, though, her first stop was the motel she'd gotten a room at before she went to get food and start taking a look around, specifically at the scenes she'd seen mentioned in the articles.

And the Hale house. She'd read up on that while she was looking into things.

Location is better for Derek than Scott :)

[grumpypuppy]

Derek was up in his old bedroom reading when he heard the approaching footsteps outside the house. He moved slowly and carefully, edging to the broken window and looking down to see what he could see of who was approaching. Technically, the property was considered unsafe and condemned, but there were two Hales living in it on and off at the moment so it wasn't empty.

We can do Scott later? Maybe she stops by the vet about a stray cat or something?

[trained_to_lead]

She stopped at the foot of the steps up to the porch, taking in what was left of the house. She'd found pictures of the before and seeing the after in person, knowing what had happened here? It hit her a little harder than she'd expected.

Granted, her memories of Laura weren't all clear, but she remembered liking her babysitter and the stories Laura told her at bedtime. Allison walked up the steps before just placing the bouquet of flowers she'd bought in front of the door and then turned to leave just as quietly as she'd come.

[grumpypuppy]

He moved quickly, heading out the back quietly and swinging around until he was behind her as she put the flowers down. When she turned, she would see him standing behind her, watching her carefully with his judging eyes.

"What do you think you're doing?"