Still Alive

Chapter 1

Chapter 1: Retuning

Death. I felt it coming towards me, inside of me crawling up my veins trying to take over me completely. That didn't happen, Death failed to take me.

When I was in Scott's arms, I let him think I was dead because I needed to get away from Beacon Hills for a year. I know, selfish right? I try to not be selfish but... I have good reason. The bite of a werewolf, I obtained that from Peter Hale just the day before I was stabbed in my stomach by the Oni. I will admit, it was painful until Scott helped. I can't exactly take my own pain away, wish I could do it for me and others. Anyways back to Peter biting me. He was angry again, kind of saddened, all because of the Hale fire. My aunt Kate set it off years and years ago killing most of the Hale's. All that is left of them is Derek, Peter, and Cora. Laura was still alive but Peter killed her just so he can be an Alpha.

Then Derek killed Peter with the same motives. And now Peter is back from the dead, he seems all calm but really, fury soars through his body every second, minute, and hour. How do I know? Peter kept going on and on about Thalia Hale and missing her, hating Kate. He said, exactly quote on quote, "She may be dead but Chris is still alive. To hurt him, I need to hurt you." At that moment I was turning to run out of Derek's loft but Peter grabbed me so fast and with such force I felt a few bones in my forearm and wrist snap. Then he looked me dead in the eye, pain, depression, anger, hunger for blood to spill all lay behind his eyes.

Peter turned into werewolf form and bit the wrist that had just broke. I cried, but no noise escaped from my lips. The pain was excruciating and unbearable before he bit me, my wrist was broken. How cruel can he get? I would say it runs through the Hale family but I have only met four of them, three have for a fact killed innocent. I am not sure of Cora's past.

I have killed innocent. My first few transformations were rocky and I basically killed my father on the inside, I let him watch me die. He has already watched my mom die, my aunt die, and now me. It feels terrible doing this to him, but it may be the only way for Peter to stop and just leave people alone. I am coming back to Beacon Hills today, I believe I am ready now no matter how difficult it will be to look my friends in the eyes. My father, hope he is still at our home.

This whole year, I have been in Los Angeles. Not that far from Beacon Hills. Peter has gave me money and a fake I.D. when he bit me knowing what I would do. Actually, he gave me a total of 3 million dollars. 1.5 million in a bank account and the other half in cash and credit cards. I have been getting by very easily, besides for the creepy men following me at night. All I have to do is flash my eyes and fangs at them and they're gone. I can protect myself just fine especially with me being a werewolf now. There are many pros but there are cons too.

I am supposed to be a hunter of werewolves, not an actual werewolf myself. I should be dead by now, that is what is supposed to happen. Life said, "Allison dies when she and her friends go to save Lydia." But I guess it was retold by Peter, "Allison fake dies and lives secretly." I have escaped death because of him. Joy doesn't really fill me, I am happy to be alive; don't get me wrong. But I miss my friends and I'm not human anymore, I am not even sure of who I am anymore.

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I am in Beacon Hills now, not sure where to start. It's a Saturday so nobody is at school... My father. He should be the first I tell, only hoping he isn't disappointed in me. "Thanks, here. Keep the change." I hand the taxi driver a fifty dollar bill. I sniff the air with my new-found sense of smell, I think I can recognize my father's scent. And I get a lock on it, he is at our home. Sprinting as fast as I can, I follow my father's smell.