Always

Now that would be Derek Hale.

Hollows pov
I sat up. My leather jacket I was wearing sticking to my sweaty skin. I looked around and realised that I was in Deatons animal clinic. From what I could see no one else was here.

That is until there was a large bang and 4 people ran into the room. I turned and looked. There was Scott, Stiles, Liam and a guy I hadn't seen before.

"This is Hollow." Scott said looking towards the random guy. "Oh my gosh." The guy said running his hands through his black hair.

"Hollow we need to talk to you about something." Stiles said. By this point I was very confused. Scott took a folded price of paper out of his pocket and handed it to me.

I looked at him confused before unfolding the piece of paper. It was a list of names. Each had a number beside them. The name highlighted stood out. 'Hollow Hale- 30'. What?

Why were they showing me some list. I looked up at them. "What is this?" I asked. "It's a dead pool. A hit list of supernatural creatures." Liam said, speaking up for the first time. I narrowed my eyes at him. My animal senses took over. "Shut up. You psychotic weirdo!" I growled.

Only a few, or what felt like a few hours ago he tried to kill me. If looks could kill, Liam would be on the floor screaming in agony, pleading for mercy. He shuffled uncomfortably under my gaze.

"So? Why are you showing it to me?" I asked drawing attention away from what my instincts made me say. "Hollow we spoke to your... uh we spoke to Criss. There's something you should know. Well uhm need to know." Scott said nervously.

Stiles sighed and looked at me. "Hollow your not an Argent. Your a Hale. Your mother and father adopted you because your um your Aunt? Yeah I guess. Your Aunt Kate and Derek Hale were your real parents. They were together for a little while in high school. Derek was a werewolf and as you know Kate was a hunter. It wasn't allowed. So your parents took you in." Scott said looking down.

It was at that moment that it felt like my heart shattered into a million pieces. As much as I hated my parents for dumping me here, they were my parents. But there not I guess.

I looked around the room. My eyes finally landed on the mystery guy. "Who's that? And why the hell is he here!" I snapped. "Now that would be Derek Hale." Stiles said.

That's also all he had to say before I punched my so called 'father' in the face with as much force as I had. His head flew back and when he turned to look at me he had blood running down his face. "Yup she's a Hale." He said holding his most likely broken nose.

I looked at the guy and gave him a glare. How dare he. He may be my father but his not my dad and I will never be a Hale.

"I hate you so much right now." I said to them all before I walked past them shouldering Derek as I walked past and glaring at Liam.

I walked out of the clinic paper still in hand. That's when I noticed the other Hales on the list. 'Derek hale, Peter Hale, Hollow Hale... And Malia Hale' ? Malia? As in Malia Tate? What? That has to be a coincidence.