12Alright so this is a new story and its mainly going to be leaning towards Derek Hale with an original character. I do not own Teen Wolf or any other character except for Andria Argent. I hope you like the story please read & review it is very appreciated.
& I do not own Teen Wolf.
Summary : Andria knew there was something up when Gerard ordered that she come stay at Beacon Hills. She didn't know what the old man had planned but she could guess it wasn't something good. Gerard wasn't good with planning the happy endings no, he left the fairytales for the books and she knew this more than anyone. BUt along the way she didn't think she'd uncover secrets that were better left hidden and love that was better left lost. BUt even she couldn't ignore the attraction she had toward a certain Derek Hale.
His Greatest Weapon
Chapter One
The brunette was outraged; she was already having trouble with her boyfriend who was part werewolf who was also being hunted by her psycho highly trained hunting family but now this on top of all of that. Her house was becoming the home to many unwanted guests and she was so frustrated with it.
"I don't even know her." Allison tried to plead with her mother, the stubborn woman who was successfully ruining her entire life.
The red haired woman's blue piercing eyes silenced her in a matter of seconds; Allison hated her cold stare very much. "It doesn't matter, she is your cousin and you are to make her feel right at home." Mrs. Argent stared at her daughter with a look of intimidation, "Aren't you Allison." She phrased in more of a statement then a question.
Allison looked away, she didn't understand her family, and they were all just crazy. Not only did her loving father, she thought sarcastically, had her followed around the town by his many trained hunters, or that her grandfather somehow became the new principle at her school, or her mother weaseling her way into a teaching position, but now they were really pushing it. They found a cousin, one she didn't even know she had, who would be with her almost 24/7.
"Your grandfather thought it would be a beneficial thing, if Andria come stay with us for a little while." Her mother said as she sat down beside her gloomy daughter who had her shoulders slumped, "Andria was living with your aunt Kate for most of her life and now that she's gone, she's just been rather lost."Mrs. Argent explained to her unconvinced daughter, "I am trying to make your life easier Allison, but if you just keep on with these antics, there won't be much your father and I can do." She said one last thing as she exited out of her daughter's room, "You don't know what will happen if you keep leading on this boy Allison."
The teenager just stared at her mother, angry, confused, and frustrated; oh boy did she want to hit something. Instead she just threw herself back on her bed and tried to relax as her life was being played with.
Her long black hair flowed behind her as she walked on the sidewalk headed to the police station of Beacon Hills. She didn't like being called anywhere, but seeing as she was a hunter she didn't have much of a choice, that and Gerard being her grandfather wasn't such a plus either. She began to feel uneasy, if she was there, and if Gerard had called her in then that must have meant something was going down in this small town.
She was a specialist of sorts, tracking was her forte, but it wasn't just tracking, it was being able to hunt down an Alpha. But she wasn't called in unless Gerard wanted the wolf very badly, no with that old geezer he liked to tease and torture. Something wasn't right and she had to be on her guard.
She pushed open the door of the precinct and walked in as she walked towards the front desk she pulled off her aviator shades and smiled kindly at the police officer in front of her.
"I'm sorry; I'm looking for Sheriff Stilinski?" she asked politely as the officer nodded his head and made his way to the back in search of the sheriff.
"I don't know what you want me to do Stiles, if believes his son is safe from you and Scott and needs a restraining order to help ensure his safety then there's nothing I can do about that." The older man tried to explain to the teenager who had be trying to tell him that Jackson was in need of a lot of professional help.
The younger boy shook his head, "Dad, you don't understand if Jackson keeps this up a lot of people will end up hurt." He tried to explain as his father gave him a confused look obviously wanting some sort of explanation.
"And how would you know that Stiles?" he questioned as the son pulled his head back and began to hide his suspicions.
"Well, you know dad, he's rich, got a dad lawyer …" he paused as Sheriff Stilinski waited for a more detailed explanation, "and he's a jerk…such, a big, mean, jerk." He stopped as his father just began to shake his head not even bothering to ask but just before he could reply he was cut off by an unfamiliar voice.
"Excuse me." A female voice stated as both turned to see a black haired girl about 5'3 standing to the side of them, "I noticed the badge and assumed- you're Sheriff Stilinski right?" she asked as the older man turned to face her.
"Yes, is there anything I can help you with?" he asked kindly as the black haired girl smiled at him as Stiles stood slightly behind him nodding very interested in the unknown female.
"Why yes, my aunt, Victoria Argent said I should wait for her here, and she told me to speak to you about clearing my IDs and such, just as a precaution of hers." The girl explained as the older man nodded suddenly remembering the conversation he had with the older woman.
He nodded, "Yes, you're Andria Argent then?" he asked as the black haired girl smiled and nodded he put out a hand and she handed him a small stack of ID cards. He looked back at her and smiled, "This will only take a few moments." He stated as he turned to walk to the back where his office was at but before he did he looked at his son and lifted a finger at him, "Don't bother her Stiles." He warned as he left the two teenagers alone at the front desk.
Andria took a seat on one of the chairs laid out near the front of the doors she looked over her phone as Stiles watched her carefully being the cautious man that he was. He took one step forward, his eyes never leaving the girl seated; he began to eye her closely as he tried to make his way to the seat that was unoccupied a few seats away from her.
When he finally sat down she looked up from her phone and stared at him as he tried to give her a hey-how-are-you grin to be nice. "Stiles, Stiles, Stiles…" she began repeating as though she was trying to figure something out.
"Alright, why are you repeating my name?" he asked in a nervous voice as he kept his eye on her, "It's kinda freaking me out." He stated as she looked at him squinting to see his face more clearly.
"Ahh, you're Scott's best friend." She replied as Stiles began to stare at her more cautiously then before, wherever this was headed, obviously wasn't good.
Stiles began to fidget nervously, "What…oh you know about Scott, wow- lacrosse must have made him some kind of superstar huh?" he tried to be calm considering who he was sitting next to was somehow related to Allison's crazy lets-kill-all-werewolves family.
"For someone, he knows so many werewolves, you are such a human." She commented as Stiles looked over at her wide eyed, his eyes suggesting the, you-know expression. "Oh, I know, of course I do, I mean brought up in a family of hunters and not know, darling, that isn't possible." She explained as she stared at the boy close in age to her, "If I were you, I would tell your little puppy friend to watch himself more carefully, the hunting world doesn't take to kindly to hunters who fall in love with werewolves." She threatened in the cold voice that sent chills down Stiles' spine.
"And all finished." They heard Sheriff Stilinski's voice say as they saw him exit the back area and walk over to them. "Sorry, just needed to verify some things Andria." He stated as Andria stood from the chair as Stiles finally seeing everything she wore a pair of tight navy blue jeans with a slightly dark teal v-neck and a leather jacket with a pair of black Converse, from this view she looked like a perfectly normal teenager but Stiles knew that looks were deceiving.
"It was no problem Sheriff Stilinski." She replied politely as he handed her back her things and she turned to walk out the door. "Oh and Stiles." She said in a cool voice that sent another wave of chills down his spine, "Don't forget about my suggestion alright." She smiled with a slightly sadistic tug at the end.
Yup, he thought, she was definitely not a normal teenager.
Derek sensed something different about today of all days; there was something off, as though some unknown person was prancing on his territory. He heard the sound of footsteps and turned his head slightly to see curly blonde hair beside him almost clogging up all his personal space.
"You know Derek, I haven't given you a proper thank you for saving my life the other night." She stated in a seductive tone as Derek turned his head slightly toward her his green eyes piercing through her.
"This isn't time for your stupid games Erica." He remarked coldly as he stared at her with an expressionless face, "I don't have the patience to play your little fantasy prince in shining armor." He stated with an annoyed voice as the blonde stared at him obviously offended at his attitude and statements.
He sighed as he looked at her, "There's a creature out there that could destroy us, the Argents are planning something big, tracking us down every minute and I don't want to have my guard down because you want me to play house." He explained in the calmest tone he could muster in light of the circumstances.
Erica stared at him, "I don't know why you're so worried, you got what you wanted Derek, Scott agreed to be part of the pack, what more do you want?" she asked but didn't wait for an answer as she left the Alpha on his own to think of whatever he was planning.
Derek stared at her retreating back she didn't understand that even if he'd never admit it, the Kanima was exactly what Gerard could use to lore him and destroy him.
Andria finally arrived at the cute little home, it was so inviting and she stared around as she began to chuckle to herself. The best hunters lived in this place; they had to be joking because she didn't like it at all. Regardless of her distaste she walked up the steps to the front door and rang the door bell as she waited for someone to answer the door she looked around eyeing her surroundings.
While she looked around noting everything she saw the door open from the corner of her eye. She saw the familiar face of her aunt Victoria at the door as she smiled up at her, "Aunt V, it's been forever." She stated as they pulled each other into a hug.
"Andria, I thought you were going to wait at the precinct for me to get you." She wondered as they pulled away from the hug as the black haired girl smiled up at her.
She shook her head, "I wanted to get familiar with the place so I decided to come to you instead." Andria explained as Victoria nodded and welcomed her into the house.
She smiled as she looked over to the older lady, "That and I was wondering if I could ride with Allison to school today, my car won't be coming in til' a few weeks from now, so sad to say I'll just be carpooling." She explained to her aunt as she nodded in understanding.
Victoria shook her head, "Allison would just love that." She replied as Andria smiled up at her wondering if what she said was true, she didn't know Allison so things could get ugly between them real fast. "Allison!" Victoria called, "Andria is here and is waiting for you to go to school together." She shouted up the stairs as the brunette walked down the steps obviously not excited about the news.
But when Victoria shot her a look Allison tried her best to put on a nice smile and welcoming face. Andria rubbed her arm, "I don't want to be any trouble but grandfather wanted me here so here I am." She looked up at the girl standing on the steps in front of her, "We can at least make the most of it and try and get along." She reasoned as Allison gave her a polite smile which Andria responded with a similar one.
"Yeah, you're right we should." Allison reasoned as she began to walk out the door and towards her car as Andria was about to follow she was stopped by Victoria.
"My daughter is a stubborn one, so don't let her off easy alright." She stated as Andria looked up at her and nodded there was it, just another mission for her to complete. Damn, hunters- the only thing they lived for was their missions.
Andria looked up at her aunt, "Don't worry aunt, I got this." She replied as she left the house and entered Allison's car as they left for school.
Silence was what half of the car ride to school was; neither teenager was willing to break the quietness and decided to leave it as awkward. That was until Allison decided to throw whatever caution out of the window and discover more about her so called cousin.
"So, you're Aunt Kate's daughter?" she questioned as the black haired girl who sat beside her glanced over looking at the brunette.
Andria let out a small chuckle, "Her daughter, you must be joking, no I am not. I'm not even your actual cousin Allison." She replied as the brunette stared over at her cautiously though she tried to keep her eyes on the road as well.
Andria knew that Allison wanted answers and she wanted them now, so being the wonderful person she was she would fill in the blanks for her. "Gerard raised me since I was a kid, adopted me when I was about five. I didn't know what it meant to be an Argent until I was expected to learn everything about hunting…" she paused as she looked over to Allison, "I was taught every different way to bring down a werewolf."
She tried to explain to the girl near her age, "Listen Allison, I don't want to pry into your business." She said as she began to play with the ends of her black hair as she sat patiently in the passenger seat, "Whatever you and this Scott guy have going on is your problem." She continued as they reached a stop light and both teenagers looked at each other with looks of wonderment.
Then as the light turned green and Allison stared driving she looked over to Andria who was staring back at her, "But I should warn you Allison." She stared as brunette glanced over to her, "If I'm here that means that Gerard has something up his sleeve and the outcome won't be pretty." She finished in a warning tone of voice as the brunette looked over to her with a raised eyebrow.
Allison sat in the driver's seat with a questioning look if everything Andria said was true then she had another problem to worry about. But as she looked over to the girl in the passenger seat her uneasy feelings began to disappear because she didn't actually feel threatened by her presence at least not when they were alone. She didn't feel like Andria was her enemy, not for now anyway.
"No I'm not joking Scott, she was an Argent, her name's Andria and she…" he paused as people passed by him and his best friend as they began to walk to the entrance of their school, "She knows about you Scott." He said skeptically as he began to look around as though he felt someone watching him.
Scott glanced back at Stiles with a confused and slightly frightened look, "What do you mean she knows about me?" he asked as Stiles began to scratch the back of his neck.
"It means exactly what I said Scott." He commented as he looked around the area, "She knows you're a werewolf." He finished explaining it in terms so that his best friend could understand.
Scott began to become uneasy as he looked around nervously wondering if anyone had heard what they were talking about. Today, really just wasn't his day, not only did he have to deal with his mother harping on his grades and behavior, there was also the fact now he was working with Derek and knowing Derek he would make this the most difficult thing to do, he was also being hunted by the Argents, he needed to find a way to stop Jackson from being a Kanima somehow without killing him, and now Allison's sudden cousin's visit and the fact that she knew what he was, all of this was too much for a normal teenager to handle. Then he remembered he stopped being normal since he become a werewolf.
"Oh, there's Allison now." Stiles commented as he began to walk toward her now parked car that was until he saw the passenger door open and a familiar black haired girl step out of the car. He did a quick turnaround so that he was now facing Scott but he tried to make it look like nothing happened as he began to lean on the tree beside him.
Scott raised an eyebrow obviously confused with his friend's behavior, "Stiles, what's wrong?" he asked as Stiles began to glance back to Allison's car to see both girls standing together talking.
"Oh God, oh God." He began to repeat as Scott stared at him still not understanding the situation at the moment as he looked to Stiles for an explanation.
"Oh alright, you see that girl with Allison in the parking lot?" he asked as Scott began to look over trying to find what Stiles had pointed out but before he could finish looking he was stopped by Stiles, "What the hell are you doing?" he asked as Scott looked back at him with a confused look, "Don't look that way, she's right there." He commented as Scott glanced over noticing the black haired girl standing beside Allison.
"Yeah what about her?" Scott asked as Stiles looked at him with a you're-stupid expression.
"Oh, I don't know, she's has a flawless face must be from all the makeup and she sure knows how to dress." Stiles began to chat as he looked back at Scott, "No you dumbass, that's Andria, you know, the new Argent in town who is probably in line to sign your death certificate along with her entire psycho, werewolf hunting family." He tried to take a breath in between his rant but couldn't help himself as Scott was watching their movements.
He looked over to his friend, "Are you sure? I mean from here, they look like they're best friends." Stiles stared back at him and glanced over to the girls and then back to his best friend.
"Alright what part of psycho werewolf hunting family didn't you get?" Stiles questioned as he threw his hands up in the air as emphasis that he didn't think it was a good thing to be so welcoming to someone who might kill him.
Scott stared back at him, "Stiles, we don't know her and we can't just put her on our shit list just yet." He stated as Stiles stared at him not very pleased with his best friend's sudden humanitarian attitude.
"Fine, fine, but I'm just saying if she shoots you with one of those wolfsbane laced bullets or something don't say I didn't warn you." Stiles commented as Scott just shook his head his friend needed to stop with his paranoid thoughts sometimes.
"Alright, the way I see it Allison, I don't want to be your tail my whole stay here. I'll let you do what you want but there will be times when I need to be around you to please your parents." Andria spoke as Allison looked over at her with a shocked expression.
Then she rose an eyebrow, "And what about Scott?" she asked as Andria looked over to her with a slight hint of lethalness.
"Like I said your problem, just don't get caught." Andria warned the brunette who nodded in understanding, "Or I'll just have to solve your problem for you." She added as she looked over to Allison who had a slightly frightened look on her face she shot her a sadistic smile and turned making her way to the halls of Beacon Hills High School.
Allison sighed watching her cousin's retreating back as she began to follow not wanting to get bad grades and tardies on top of all the stress she already had.
Andria walked into the room a class filled with annoying teenagers, girls who were worried about whether or not their makeup was running and guys trying to get their next lay. Pathetic things really.
"Now, class this is Andria Argent and I'd like for all of you to be kind and welcome her." The teacher spoke as Andria strolled into the class taking a look around her surroundings as she noticed the teacher's lame attempt at a smile. "Would you like to introduce yourself Andria?" the teacher asked as she looked at him not pleased at all and not looking forward to the class.
"No." she said as she shook her head obviously indifferent towards him.
The teacher pushed up his glasses very displeased with her attitude but she didn't really care what he wanted from her. He was just a teacher, therefore, no one she needed to please. "Why don't you just take a seat next to Mr. Whittemore." He stated as she nodded and strolled her way to the desk not paying attention to the stares she got from her classmates.
"Now turn your books open to page 371." He began to speak as Andria just sat down in her seat looking around and seeing as everyone had a book besides her.
She looked over to her seatmate, he was a good looking guy, gorgeous face, nice hair, seemed athletic, and she determined he was a waste of her time because he was a pretty boy and probably believed he could have her if he wanted.
"Look, I don't have a book right now, would you mind sharing?" she asked in the most polite voice she could come up with as Jackson turned his head to finally notice the girl beside him.
She was very pretty, extremely pretty, and she wanted to share his book. It was a different kind of conversation starter but it was something that she did to get him talking to her.
"Actually, I don't mind, you seem kind of cute." Jackson said as he put on his award winning smile that could get any girl on their knees for him.
Andria began to chuckle, it was a cold kind of chuckle that sent chills down his spine, "Alright, maybe you don't get what I'm trying to say, I need you to share your book with me, not your whole life story, sure you're good looking but I'm not interested okay." She said as her brown eyes stared into Jackson's blue ones as he gave her a dirty look and pulled out his book.
"I wasn't interested either." He added as he looked at her, "I was trying to be generous to a new student." He commented as Andria nodded her head and looked around the classroom she thought to herself this was going to be a long day.
Andria walked around the halls of the high school, she wasn't looking for Allison right now, she had a whole year to be her little caretaker but for now she just needed fresh air. She let her legs do the walking as she just took note of her surroundings but didn't notice until after a while that she had led herself to the lacrosse field.
She looked over to the woods as she saw blonde hair ran fast by the trees, her hunter instincts kicked in and she was on her way to find out what it was. She stopped running until she was a bit deeper into the woods she watched the trees around her not letting her guard down.
"Why'd you follow me here?" she heard a female voice questioned as she looked around the forest trying to pinpoint where it was coming from.
Andria chuckled, "Curious, I guess." Was all she said to explain her actions as she turned when she felt a gush of wind behind her but saw nothing was there then she slowly turned to look what was in front of her for she felt like she was being watched.
"Hmm, curiosity huh?" she saw the blonde girl say as she gave her a sadistic smirk, "Well, you know- they do say curiosity killed the cat." Erica stated as she bared her fangs and roared at Andria as she stared at her not flinching.
"Really, was that supposed to scare me?" Andria asked as Erica glared as her wanting so much to wipe the smug look off of her face, "All bark and no bite." She added as Erica jumped towards her very quickly but there was her mistake. This werewolf was too predictable she dodged Erica's leap for her and made a quick kick to her side hoping that was her weak side.
When Erica landed she turned back to Andria and smirked she had missed but that kick didn't do anything to her or at least that's what she thought. Before she could do anything she began to get weak and she fell to her knees in front of the black haired girl. She really thought she had outdone her but that wasn't the case.
"Friendly word of advice, you keep prancing around you'll get caught." Andria commented as she walked away from Erica who was staring angrily at her, "Oh, and tell your other wolf friends that a new hunter's in town and they just might want to be more careful." She add as she left the blonde there to kneel wondering what was happening to her and frightened at what might happen next.
Before she knew it the day was over and she found herself walking through the woods of Beacon Hills. She stared up at the sky as she strolled past the trees watching and carefully noting her surroundings. She stood there almost at the edge of the cliff then she heard the sound of a footstep behind her as she quickly turned looking around the trees. She took a breath and turned around looking back to the view of Beacon Hills.
Then before she could react to anything she felt herself being shoved against a tree. She had shut her eyes when her back came in contact with the solid tree but then they slowly started to flutter open. That's when she saw him, a man with chiseled features, his jaw looked strong and solid like it could vice grip her throat and rip it off, his face held the slightest sight of a beard a little scruff was nice on him, his black hair blending in with the darkness of the night, and his eyes filled with anger like he was on the defense
His green eyes stared at her looking deeply into her brown ones as though he could look into her soul. Andria couldn't move her head that much thanks to the fact that his forearm forced her against the tree. She tried numerous times to push his forearm off but the bastard was strong. He stared at her with a cold look as he roared in her face, bearing his fangs in attempts to scare her as his roar echoed through the forest.
She turned back to look at him as he kept the same look of intimidation, she wouldn't be thrown off by his roar, nor his fangs. It was the next thing that made Derek a bit uneasy because he felt the front of a gun being pushed into his stomach and then he heard the sound of her pulling back the hammer of what he assumed was a handgun.
"That's cute; you think a handgun is going to hurt me." Derek taunted as Andria looked down at him smirking at the wolf.
Andria's smirk made him feel uneasy, "Oh no, the handgun isn't but the bullets coated with wolfsbane just might." She stated sadistically back at him as Derek hardened his glare at her and roughly tightened the hold on her throat as she pushed the gun more into his stomach.
"I should kill you." Derek replied with venom in his voice as though he was ready any minute to attack her.
Andria chuckled, "You should but you won't." she commented as Derek gave her another glare while he raised his eyebrow.
"Oh, I just might." He finished as Andria smirked down at him this made chills run down his spine.
"I don't think you will; see if you do then Gerard will just raise the bounty on your head. I mean he wants you dead now, kill his granddaughter and he'll torture you leaving you begging for death." Andria explained as Derek stared at her not wanting to kill her so much anymore.
Derek growled, "You're Gerard's granddaughter." He asked as Andria looked at him smirking at the angry look he had on.
"More or less." She replied as Derek looked at her his green eyes staring deeply into her, "But I don't want to kill you Alpha." She stated as Derek glanced up at her obviously not convinced.
He looked at her skeptically, "What'd you do to Erica?" he questioned as Andria's smirk faded.
"Your little girlfriend is fine, just shook her nerves a little." She stated as she looked away from his stare because it was beginning to make her uneasy, "It was her fault, you should discipline your wolves more." She commented as Derek growled again at her this time it didn't scare Andria much, no it actually amused her.
"Don't tell me how to run my pack." He warned as Andria looked down at him smirking at his pride that seemed to be his entire exterior.
Andria chuckled, "It was just a friendly suggestion." She responded as Derek thought of letting go but decided against it seeing that he couldn't let his guard down especially against an Argent.
"If you don't want to kill me, then why are you here?" Derek asked as Andria smiled as she looked down at the handsome werewolf in front of her.
"I just wanted to see if you'd actually come out in search for whoever was threatening your pack." She replied as Derek lifted his eyebrow up at her, "You see word on the street is that Gerard's got you running scared, like a dog with his tail between his legs." She realized her comment wasn't appreciated when Derek let out a deep, low growl to her.
"Fine, don't be so touchy." She stated as Derek looked down up at her wondering why she hadn't shot him, "This isn't a trap, I haven't led you here so my grandfather could find you." She said seriously as Derek watched her lips that shined due to the moonlight. "I needed to warn you." She added as Derek looked at her fully alert and very much interested.
"Warn me of what?" he demanded without so much anger this time.
Andria stared into his green eyes, "You don't understand Alpha, Kate was bad but Gerard is worse…" she paused as though collecting her thoughts, "Tremendously worse. He'll stop at absolutely nothing until he finds you." She took a breath as Derek stared at her chest seeing it lift slowly, "I don't know exactly why I am doing this but I feel like I have to… and this doesn't mean that I won't hunt you because I most likely will." She stated as she looked deeply into his green eyes, they both showed no fear towards each other.
"You just need to be prepared because when you face Gerard." She said as they stared intently at one another, "You're in for the fight of your life." She finished as she pulled the gun away from Derek's body and tossed it to the ground in an effort to show she meant no harm at the moment.
With that Derek slowly pulled away from her as she caught herself from falling to the ground. They looked at each other one last time, "You're still my enemy." Derek said as Andria watched him disappear in the night she looked over the outlook of Beacon Hills.
"As you are mine." She whispered to herself wondering why this time was the only time she had let a werewolf go free.
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