All rights go to Jeff Davis. I heard their is going to be a season SIX!!!!!! Yassss I am so excited I can't wait.😊😉
Faith's pov
I could feel the blade of cold steel tear my skin open. Releasing the excruciating pain that was burning me alive. The sound of foot steps moving away made my body relax. Gasping I leaned over and threw up what ever contents that where left in my stomach. Coughing harshly I grasped the side of the table that I seemed to be lying on. Shivering in disgust I wiped the side of my mouth. Literally gagging at the smell of blood that made its way into my senses. Looking down at my hand. I noticed little specks of blood on the back of my hand. Quickly I rubbed it against my jeans. WAIT WHAT who in the holy skittles changed me.
'Scott you can't save everyone. You know that right?' The sound of Deatons soothing voice filtered into the room I was in. Snapping my head up at the sound of his voice. Taking in my surroundings I noticed I was in Deaton's clinic. Quickly I slid off the metal table. Grunting as I hopped off, my bicep clenching in slight pain at the sudden movement.
' I know but I can at least try. I mean Liam and Faith were almost killed today by Assassins! Faith's pack thought she was dead when I called them asking if they had seen Liam or Faith! Seth and Nicky went into the woods to search for them. While Warren were home crying their eyes out,... Thinking that they had lost their aunt. Natan completely lost it and started trashing everything in sight.' Scott sighed.
' Scott I hope you know what you are getting yourself into.' Another voice said. That voice sounded so fimiliar.
' I do, I am going to save everyone.' Determination rang out clearly through his hardened voice. Taking that as my cue to walk in I strolled in and stopped behind Scott his back turned towards me. My small frame staying hidden away from view.
"I will help as well.... You are not going to be able to do this alone. We may be a werewolves Scott but we are not invincible." I said softly. Surprising the three people in the room.
"Faith your ok." Before I knew it arms wrapped around my waist and I was pulled backwards into a familiar. Sighing in relief I relaxed into the hold of my beloved mate.
"Faith umm your pack is coming to pick you up. They should actual-." The sound of cries filled through the clinic as I heard the front door slam open. Snapping my head towards the entrance a blur ran towards my direction. I was yanked away from Liam. A loud growl rang through the room. I was pulled into a cold in-brace.
"Faith don't you ever do that again." Damon stated. Squeezing the living life out of me. I could feel more arms wrap around my body as Damon released me. Looking down I almost burst into to tears.
"Fa-ith." The kids cried. All three of them had red rings around their eyes. Their noses where running. You could clearly see they had been crying. Harper cried in despair at how heart broken they are. Wrapping my arms around the three I pulled us towards the ground.
"Faith,.... I might have destroyed the living room." Nathan hiccuped. Placing his head into the crook of my neck.
"Did you hurt yourself while doing so?" I questioned softly.
"No..?"
"Ok than don't worry about it I will fix it." I said not concerned at all about the house. More concerned about his well being. Nodding his head he cried softly along with his brother and Nicky.
"Come on let's go home." Grabbing all three of them I picked them up tossing Nathan carefully onto my back. Chuckling as he squealed in surprise. Swinging the two others onto either side of my hips I turned towards Scott.
"Call me if you need my help with anything." I said softly. Turning my head towards the doors I sprinted outside with my pack following closely behind. Forming a protective barrier around the kids and myself.
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Kissing each of the fast asleep kids on the head. I softly glided towards the door way. Giggling softly when Nathan cuddled up into his blanket. Turning off the light I closed the door. Turning around I almost had a near heart attack.
"Seth what the actual skittles!?!?" I whisper-yelled. Holding my hand to my chest I quickly controlled my panicked breathing. Looking up I noticed Seth looked highly amused by the fact that he was able to scare the living banshee out of me.
"Are the kids asleep?" He asked smiling softly.
"Yes, now if you don't mind can you please move so that I can go clean up the living room?" I stated walking straight past him. Making my way down the stairs. My bare feet feeling the unearthly wrath of the cold floor boards.
"Let me help you, there are glass shards scattered all al-."
"Mother of all sweet baby SCARECROWS." I howled grasping my poor foot. A huge price of glass sticking out of it. Mumbling curse words under my breath I ripped it out. Gritting my teeth in utter pain.
"Faith oh my lord. Are you ok?!?!" Seth yelled out rushing to my aid almost stepping on a price of glass on the floor. If it had not been for me shoving him away. He would have been in the same situation I happened to be in.
"Seth stop your going to step on the flipping glass.... Just please start cleaning the living room while I bandage up my poor foot." I demanded softly cradling my innocent foot.
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After I bandaged my foot I limped slightly over to the living room. Smiling slightly that the whole room was cleaned and Seth was fast asleep on the couch. Snoring might I add really loudly. Giggling I grabbed the blanket on the couch next to him and laid it on top of him. Giggling as he cuddled into it like a little child would do to its stuffed animal. Getting my phone out I quickly dimmed the brightness and snapped a picture of him before I turned off the lights and slightly limped my way up to my room. Cracking open the door I slide in silently. Sighing I quickly changed into my pajamas before sliding into bed. Placing my whole on my night stand I plugged it into its charger. Turning into my pillow I pulled my comforters over me. Dozing off into oblivion.
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Ring...... Ring...... Ring
What the actual flying squirrel. Growling I sat up and looked at my alarm clock.
2:00 A.M
Who in their flying monkeys would deside it would be a great idea to wake me up this early in the fricken morning bloody grassholes. Growling I snatched my phone off the nightstand almost ripping the cord out of its socket I was so annoyed. Tapping the answer button I held it up to my ear.
'Yes'
'Hey umm Faith, remember that thing you said last night..... That I could call you if I need help with the dead pool. Well umm I kinda need help another pack is in danger and I need back up. Like right now' His voice sounded nervous and scared.
'I will be there five minutes.' With that I hung up and quickly changed into some comfortable fighting clothes. Quietly I slid down the banister to go down stairs. Quickly I went to my garage and pulled the leaver to my hidden weapons room. Grabbing my cross bow I slung it over my shoulder with my holster of arrows. Turning to my swords I grabbed to Katanas. Slipping them into there sleeves. I slide a couple of throwing stars into my boots as well as a few Chinese ring daggers. Looking over to my gun collection I grabbed two rifles. Grinning satisfied with my choice of weapons I skipped over to my Harley Davidson motorcycle. Grabbing a helmet I slid it onto my head. Smirking as I turned the keys. Purring as it roared to life underneath me. I could hear the sounds of gears changing as I clicked the button on the key chain allowing the garage door to open. With that I floored it racing down my driveway I arrived on the similar paved road. Taking in a deep breathe I caught the scent of the true alpha. Leaning sideways I swerved between cars making it to a old abandon factory in now time. Turning off my Harley I slipped off of it with ease making sure to keep my helmet with me. Stuffing towards the entrance I made my way in hearing the sound of Kira's panicked voice. Hiding my scent from the werewolves I walked up behind Derek and Brendan.
"How do we know that they are even coming." Kira said.
"They will be coming thats why I called Derek, Brendan and Faith. But I have no clue where she is. She said five min-." Scott was cut off before he could even finish.
"I am here Scott you hooligan. You just didn't notice which might I add is horrible because you should always make sure that you are aware of your surroundings." I stated startling everyone in the room. Turning towards me everyone's eyes bulged out of there head when they saw the amount of weapons I had on me. Rolling my eyes I made my way towards the old metal table in the middle of the ware house. Sighing I took all my weapons off of me and placed them on the table except for my bow and a couple of arrows.
"So Derek how are you treating my little wolves?" Curious as to if he was taking care of them properly.
"Their umm.. Doing great actually they attacked Peter so..." He chuckled slightly at the memory.
"Good I was hoping they would." I smirked.
"Brett leave him alone this is his place!" Scott yelled running through the plastic drape. Wait little beta bitch is here this oughta be good.
"Scott you should have told me you where going to bring a few friends." The all to familiar voice of an argent fluttered into the abandon warehouse.
"Well Chris long time no see how is your father.... Gerald is it? The last time I saw him was when he tired to kill my brother and his pack with Jackson." My voice was deadly calm, but inside I raging at the thought of someone killing my older brother Derek. Picking up my rifle I checked to make sure it was locked and loaded ready to blast out the brains of anyone who thought they had a chance of touching a single hair on any pack.
"Faith long time no see. Gerald is doing great withering in pain as ever." He said amusingly. Coming up from behind me he pulled me into a comforting hug. Your most likely wondering why in the holy squirrels am I hugging an argent the family who almost killed all my family. Well let's just say I saved them and they saved me. This was all after the Hale fire.
Flashback
"Get away from my daughter!" A voice screamed. A loud shot rang through the air more guns being fired not even a second later. What the flying turtle? Turning myself to run towards the sound I skidded to my feet taking in the sight before me. I almost completely lost control of my wolf Harper. There in front of me laid an almost completely lifeless girl. The color slowly draining from her eyes fast. An alpha werewolf stood above her snarling his razor sharp teeth only centimeters away from her jugular. Roaring loudly I charged shifting into my wolf in mid air. Ramming full force into the alpha knocking him completely off the girl. Me being eleven and not my full height I stood about five feet tall completely sheltering the trebling girl underneath me.
Roaring in anger he quickly got back into his feet. Looking directly into my eyes I noticed something. Despair, heartache and most of all grief. Growling he charged at me blinded by complete and utter fury. Side stepping his attempt to take me down I made sure I did not step on her. Quickly taking an over look at him I spotted his weakness. His right shoulder had a bullet hole in it. Turning around he came at me fast the only thing I could think about was letting Harper take control. Quickly giving Harper control of our body movements. When he was close enough she lunged and took a huge bite of his flank. Howling in pain I took his slight distraction. Before he even had time to react I latched my K9's onto his throat and tore his throat out. Giving me control back Harper sunk into the back of my mind but not before I thanked her for helping me. Shivering in disgust I shifted back into my human form. Turning away I quickly made my way towards the girl to make sure she was alright. My small eleven year old body exhausted. Before I could even reach her I collapsed to the pavement. Blacking out my body allowing itself to rest.
End of flashback
That family happened to be Chris Argent's, and that girl happened to be there teenage daughter Allison. They got in the cross fire of an alpha about to finish off his pack. He was going to join Delicucan's pack that was until I appeared and ripped his throat out. Protecting Chris's teenager daughter. They healed me back to my full health and taught me most of the things I know now.
That was the month my alpha Jack found me and took me in as his own daughter more as his baby sister. Even though we where not blood related. It didn't matter to him I watched his back and he watched mine. He told me what I really was a hybrid. A supernatural protector/ werewolf/ banshee. Now I am all of that as well as a Witch.
Hugging Chris back he laughed when he took in the amount of weapons I had placed on the table. Raising his fist I fist bumped him.
"Now let's get back to business shall we. The assassins are coming and we are suppose to protect..." My voice drifted off. Wait who are we supposed to protect.
"My pack, baby Hale." A older women said.
"I used to take care of your siblings and you when your mom had to go do pack business. You probably don't even remember me you where so young I think five or six at the time." She continued chuckling slightly at my confused face. Shaking my head I turned back to the topic at hand.
"Ok argent I hope you brought your motion censor detectors because tonight my friends is going to be the night that the person who is running this death kill, what ever the flying squirrel it is. They are going to know that it is not ok to mess with the werewolves of Beacon hills!" I shouted. Hearing a Corus of agreements behind me.
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After Chris and I finished setting up the motion detectors. I got to talk to everyone from the pack we where protecting. The women that spoke to me earlier about my family I finally figured out her name is Satomi. I apologized when I had rudely discarded her earlier. I told her the truth that I did not like talking about my past and what happened to my family. She totally understood and apologized. One of her pack members, Lori in-particular reminded me of The twins.
I was talking to Scott about how he should ask Kira out on a date soon. Considering that my old friend was truly in love with the one and only true alpha, Scott MCcall. We where interrupted very rudely might I add by one of the motion detectors going off. Growling I quickly grabbed the first assassin that walked in and snapped their neck. Transforming into part of my werewolf side. I turned to face Satomi's pack.
"HIDE!" I roared. Turning around I grasped the next two assassins that charged in. Pulling two arrows out i stabbed both of them in the throat before they even had a chance to fire. Ripping my Chinese ring daggers out of their throats I pulled four throwing stars. Throwing them at a couple of assassins that where ready to shoot down a couple of Satomi's pack members. A shot rang through the air. Gasping as the bullet wedged its way into my shoulder blade. Snarling I spun around and grasped the head of an assassin ripping his head clean off his shoulder making of what it exactly sounded like,... flesh tearing.
Lifting my head up I stared directly into the eyes of the gunman that stood next to his former friend. His eyes held fear and terror, normal for when one of your friends is killed right in front of you and you could do nothing about it. Chuckling I raised my hand and ripped his throat out with my blood drenched claws. A young girl scream broke through the air.
"LORI!" I charged towards the scream. Shifting into my white wolf. Picking up speed when I saw a gunman standing above her. His gun placed right in between he eyes. Roaring I pounced on him knocking the two of us to the cement floor. His gun gliding across the floor stoping five feet away from us. Baring my K9's at him I put my paws on his shoulders pushing down slightly. My nails digging deeply into his unprotected shoulders. Raising my paw up I slashed him across the throat sending his blood every which way. It painted the walls like a canvas. The deep red splashes of blood making its own unique mark of the once bleach white wall. Turning around at the sound of someone's soft whimpers I stepped off the lifeless body. Slowly making my way to the cowering Lori. Sitting down on my hunches close to her. I placed my snout in the gap of her neck nudging softly.
Looking up at me I could finally see deep into her light grey irises. Growling when I heard the sound of feet rushing towards us. Spinning around I bared my teeth as a warning to not try anything. Spinning around I curled myself around Lori trying to transfer snug form of comfort I could conjure up. Wagging my tail as she rubbed behind my ears soothingly. Tilting my head up I licked her all over the face. Leaning away she tried to suppress her giggles but failed. Giving her a wolf-ish grin, I stood up and sat next to her on my hunches.
"LORI! WERE ARE YOU." A voice cried. Standing up she rubbed behind my ears softly. Softly growling I leaned into her hand. Standing up I followed her making sure no assassin would stand up and harm her in any way. Making our way towards Brett who happened to be Lori's older brother. He hugged her wrapping his arms around her in a protective brother way.
I was a little bit smaller than Brett maybe by an inch or two. But my form still intimidated any living creature that walked the earth. Nodding towards them I made my way to Scott, Derek and Chris. I faltered in my steps, as I noticed two forms laying on the ground. Their coats caked in blood, their chests rising and falling as panted heavily. Quickly shifting I picked up the dress I always shifted back to and rushed towards the slowly during forms. I let out an heart breaking scream. My two wolf hybrids laid on the concrete. The life slowly drifting away from their eyes. Collapsing next to them I was quick to carefully place their heads into my lap. Whining in pain as my closest friends died in my arms. Sobs erupted from deep within my throat, the walls I had once built around the memories of my old pack, fell.
A hand was placed on my shoulder flinching away in panic I quickly scrambled away when I heard the sounds of feet moving towards me. Whimpering as an all to harsh memory invaded my mind. The memory of my old pack being ripped away from me. I coughed harshly as I could smell their burning flesh. Screaming as I laid there helplessly, The assassins had injected something into my body. It was pulsing through my veins as I laid there on the ground of the forest floor. That was the first time I figured out how to use my banshee scream... As a weapon. Screaming I clutched my head. Banging my skull up against the wall of the factory. I wanted it to be as if it had never happened. Everything was as if it had been as it was before. My old pack and I sitting around the dining room table. Laughing and joking about how our day went.
Well... This chapter is longer then all of my other chapters so I hope you like it