"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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She was going to kill Jackson, for sure now. She had warned him what was going to happen if he ran his mouth and got Stiles or any of them in trouble; currently, it seemed like she wasn't in trouble, but the same might not be said for Scott and Stiles. At the moment, they were in one of the meeting rooms, waiting for Scott's mom to come as they were on the phone with Allison.
"If Jackson doesn't know what he's doing, then he probably doesn't know that someone is controlling him", Allison said.
"Or he doesn't remember", Scott said before looking at her. "Although, Y/N gave him a death stare so I think his days are numbered."
"What did you tell him back in the van?" Stiles whispered to her.
"Do you really want to know?"
"I think it's better if I don't for the alibi. Anyway, what if it's the same kind of thing that happened with Lydia? Her not remembering when she left the hospital?"
"What did she call it?" Y/N said, "it had a weird name."
"A fugue state", Allison replied.
"He'd have to forget everything, the murders..." Scott trailed off as he paced a little.
"And the blood", Allison said.
"But he had to have help with one thing: the video", Stiles added as Y/N felt him wrap an arm around her waist.
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The conversation continued as they all contributed little bits and pieces of the puzzle, how Jackson still believed that he somehow was still becoming a werewolf but his involvement with Lydia delayed it. They discussed that maybe convincing him otherwise could possibly mean finding out who was the puppet master in the whole grand scheme, because that would explain who was helping Jackson clean up, and wipe the camera footage.
"Do you think he'll talk to us after what we did?" Allison asked.
Scott and Stiles looked at her and she gave them an innocent shrug.
"If he doesn't... we know someone who can loosen his lips", Scott said, "you scare me sometimes Y/N."
"Just be a good boy and you won't have to find out, Scottie", Y/N said with a grin.
Stiles and Scott were pulled inside a interrogation room with her dad and Mr. Stilinski since it turns out they had a restraining order against them now, Mr. Whitmore was there as well. Since it seems Jackson neglected to press anything against her, she was face-to-face with him in the hallway, she visibly saw him gulp and shuffle around a bit.
"I warned you what would happen if you blabbed", Y/N hissed. "Your ass is mine, Whittemore."
Just then, the door swung open as Stiles, her dad and Mr. Stilinski walked out; Stiles' dad scolding him as Jackson began to leave but as he turned to try and gloat at Stiles, he caught her eye and she brought her hand up, a single finger slicing across her throat before she pointed at him. Jackson proceeded to scurry away from them and her dad gave her a pointed look.
