Beacon Hills has just been declared a Hellmouth with the continuous Supernatural events that continuously keep occurring. In an effort to gain control of Beacon Hills, the Watchers Council delivers the ultimate weapon of their generation: their Slay...
"Into every generation a slayer is born: one girl in all the world, a chosen one. She alone will wield the strength and skill to fight the vampires, demons, and the forces of darkness; to stop the spread of their evil and the swell of their number. She is the Slayer."
Beacon Hills, the new Hellmouth. Hellmouths existed almost everywhere, but Beacon Hills was unique, different. It wasn't the traditional Hellmouth Y/N had heard about from Stark, it was a type of Hellmouth that drew in every type of Supernatural.
Stark had already arrived at Beacon Hills a month before, the Council wanting him to scout and report on what the area on if there was general concern. At first, he said there wasn't before the murder of that girl, his tune changed then. It always been like that, her Watcher had told her, apparently it had been a town that drew in the Supernatural that lived right under everyone's noses.
And so, here she sat with a pretty, brown hair girl outside the school on a bench, both waiting to be escorted to their class: English. The principal had said her name was Allison, Allison Argent... huh, the Argents.
A pain in the Council's ass with their family hunting, never leaving things to the professional.
Allison seemed reserved as she answered her phone, whispering, but Y/N still heard the conversation.
"Sorry to keep you waiting", the principal said walking to get them. "So Ms. Argent, you were saying San Francisco isn't where you grew up?"
Allison grabbed her backpack, Y/N followed suit as they walked down the empty hallway as Allison answered. Y/N preferred to keep to herself, easier that way especially since she had a knack for transferring schools because of her record, just like the Slayer before her: Buffy Summers.
She brought her hand up to the silver cross necklace, the heirloom left by Buffy to the next Slayer. It helped her a few times when coming across Vampires, of course, not every heirloom left by the previous Slayer was used by the next, but the cross offered good protection when a stake was too far out of reach.
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The hairs on her arms and neck stood up, followed by this feeling. Y/N could never describe the gut-feeling she got, it was always almost like a whisper that alerted her to the supernatural, that they were near and her gut was never wrong.
But from who? Unfortunately, that's where her sense ended.
The walk was quick, the principal opening the door and letting Allison through before stopping her and clearing his throat.
"Now, Ms. L/N, I hope Beacon Hills won't be seeing any trouble from you."
You burn down your school's gym once because your teacher turned out to be this weird pray mantis creature hellbent on eating teenage boys and you get a bad rep.
