"In every generation there is a Chosen One. She alone will stand against the vampires, the demons and the forces of darkness. She is the Slayer." ~ BtVS
Moving to Beacon Hills was meant to be a fresh start for her, well as fresh of a start a Slayer...
"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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Sleep was difficult for Y/N after she had talked to Stiles, who caught her up on everything. The reality of facing her feelings and accepting that Stiles made her feel normal was all too much. She had heard the stories of the other Slayers and their previous loves, few finding happiness while others found their loves killed as a means of getting to them. It scared her, knowing that she could be the literal of someone she loved or liked.
After all, if she died, the next Slayer would pop up somewhere and take over.
She was replaceable.
Stiles wasn't.
Her dreams that night were haunted by howling.
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She sat next to Stiles in the class they shared with Scott, who relayed everything that he heard the night before between Chris Argent and the newcomer he heard.
"If Derek isn't the Alpha who bit you, then who is?" Stiles asked, Scott shrugged.
"I don't know," Scott said.
Y/N watched as Scott grew a little frustrated at Stiles' questioning, glancing at Stiles as he shrugged and grabbed her test that the teacher was handing out, already graded with a big 'B' on it.
"Dude, you need to study more", Stiles said as looked at Scott's test. "Do you need any help?"
"No, I'm going to be studying at Allison's", Scott said.
"Look at that, right in the lion's den", Y/N added, Stiles nodded.
"Listen, if he squanders this opportunity, I'll have Y/N de-ball you", Stiles said, Y/N looked at him.
"And why me?" she said.
"You're the Slayer, wouldn't that be like in your job description?"
Y/N looked at him, wildly confused.
"How is that a part of my job description, Stiles?"
"Because you would... make sure Scott would behave? I don't know, Y/N, obviously his hormones are currently linked to wolfyness."
"I'm not a dog, Stiles", Scott said, glaring at his best friend. "I don't need to be neutered."
Stiles shrugged.
Walking out together, Stiles and Y/N headed towards his jeep. Stiles hadn't let up on taking her basically everywhere and with the threat of an Alpha werewolf looming, she didn't fight it. But as they got closer to the jeep, shivers began and she grabbed Stiles' hand, making him stop and look at her.
"What's up?" Stiles asked, "another vision?"
"No", Y/N said, "j-just another feeling."
Stiles looked at her confused but as they got to the jeep, "you alright?"
