Y/N the Vampire Slayer (Stiles Stilinski x Reader)

S1, Ep. 1: Wolf Moon

"Oh, I'm just a girl, guess I'm some kind of freak, 'cause they all sit and stare with their eyes, oh, I'm just a girl, take a good look at me, just your typical prototype" ~ Just a Girl by No Doubt

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They say being a teenager could be a pain in the ass because of all the life changes that happen: puberty, hormone fluctuations, acne, changing friendships, etc. But no one ever told Y/N that one of the things that would be added to her list was being told she was a Slayer, chosen by some supernatural lineage to be the sole girl that would defend humanity against all the things that go bump in the night.

She wished someone had told her because maybe she could have been a little bit better prepared when some old, British guy came to her after school to tell her these things. That the Slayer before her had died and now it was her turn to take over the mantle before taking her to a cemetery later that night to actually slay some Vampires as proof. And once that had been done, she had been given a huge duffle bag of items that she was told were hers now that had belonged to previous Slayers before her and that would make the burden easier on her.

All of this would have made for a good excuse at her old school on why she shouldn't have been expelled and saved her dad the headache.

But no, here she sat with a pretty, brown-haired girl outside the school on a bench, both waiting to be escorted to their class: English. Y/N had her earbuds in, watching a video on her phone as she tried to quell the nerves that seemed to want to eat at her today.

"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 and tucking her things in her pocket as they walked down inside to the empty hallway as Allison answered.

She had promised her dad that she would behave at this new school, they were lucky he was able to find another job at this police department. She fiddled with the sunburst charmed necklace around her neck (a birthday present from her dad) as a means of keeping her hands busy.

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 it seemed her sense ended.

The walk was quick, the principal opening the door and letting Allison through before stopping her and clearing his throat.

"Now, Miss L/N, I hope Beacon Hills won't be seeing any trouble from you."

You burn down your school's library because the school librarian was trying to eat the hearts of the female students to stay young and now you get a bad reputation.

"No trouble here, sir", Y/N quickly said, scratching her palm. "I promised my dad, no funny business."

"Good, I've assigned a student to help... show you around for the week. He'll meet you here after class."

Y/N was pretty sure that was code for 'I've got a babysitter for you'.

He nodded, opening the door and letting her in while saying, "Class, here's our other new student, Y/N L/N. Please do your best to make her and Allison feel welcome."

"You can sit behind Stiles", the teacher said, pointing in the direction of a buzz cut haired boy.

He seemed to sit up a bit straighter at the sight of her.

She walked to the desk behind him, sending him a small and friendly smile.

The gut-clenching was painful at this point, the leather jacket (another heirloom from a Slayer in the 40s that she had found nice) doing nothing to hide her shivers. She wondered if this is how Spiderman felt whenever he got that tingle of his and couldn't do anything about it, but then again, that was fiction and this was reality.