Chaos

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I tried calling my brothers, again and again but they wouldn't answer, I eventually settled on leaving them an angry voicemail demanding for them to tell me the truth. I knew it wouldn't work - my brothers have always tried to hide away the horrific truths of the world from me, I would just have to find out myself, or torture it out of them - whatever works.

The nex morning I pulled a white vest over my head groggily and some tight eans as well as heeled boots. Although there was alot of running in my life, I liked wearing heels and could run rather well in them, plus, for kicking a creature - they were bliss.

I shuffled down the stairs, still half asleep and saw Allison and her parents sitting at theirdining table, breakfast laid out. I yawned in a daze and grabbed a crossiant before thanking them for the food and heading to leave.

Before I could reach the door, Victoria called out to me, "Emily! I need to have a word with you, in fact, with all of you."

Sighing and vaguely wishing I hadn't stopped to pick up the pastry, I turned to her and she addressedher family, "As you know, Emily is a friend of my family, but she is not just that - Emily come from a faily of-"

"Victoria, what are you doing?" I said quietly to her, hoping she wouldn't spill my secret of being a Winchester to Chris and his daughter.

"They need to know dear, and you need to know I didn't just bring you here for McCall, you need to have a home you can trust. Emily comes from a family of hunters, the Win-"

"Okay! I don't think they need to know about the Winnie thingy! Just explain hat you hoped I would kill your daughter's little boy toy, yeah? That's why I was staying with you, because I'm a hunter, hunter of not just wolfy boys and girls, but ghosts, demons, pagan gods - anything. And the Argents, like many hunters out there believe us to be savages because we do not need a code to keep us in check," I smiled sarcastically and headed out the door, leaving Chris dumbstruck and Allison to run out after me.

"Hold up, Em' I can give you a lift."

After accepting a lift to school from Allison we walked into school together, in the car she had apologised to me profusely about her mother but I just waved her off, telling her I'd see her in chemistry.

Two periods and a 15 minute break later, I strolled into chemistry a few seconds after the second bell signalling class beginning. I sat down in an empty seat, giving Scott and Stiles odd looks when I saw them sitting at Lydia's desk.

Harris then went onto offend most of the class and pair me with Isaac, I gave him a tight lipped smile and began mixing the ingredients to create the crystal with very little help from the curly headed werewolf.
"You do know that Harris is looking for teamwork here? Some kind of contribution would go a long way to saving your dying GPA."

"How do you know my grades?" He demanded to know.

With a smirk and a roll of the eyes, I finished my stirring of the mix, "what can I say? You are rather intriguing for a guy who spent half his childhood in a freezer."
"How do you know-" he began but a piercing noise telling us to change partners cut him off. I smiled as Allison sunk into my seat.

"They're trying to kill Lydia, they think it's her. You have to help us stop them." She quickly whispered in my ear upon sitting.

"What? Now?! This practical is really important and I want to apply to Stanford!" I whispered harshly to her, eyes glaring at the betas who were sabotaging my grades.

"This doesn't matter, Lydia could die," she retorted.

"Whatever, but if I fail, you'll be the one that dies."

Apon the screeching signal, I left Allison and took my seat next to Lydia, seeing Erica leave Scott to sit with her and Stiles joined by Isaac.

"What is up with everyone? This assessment is important," Lydia asked with her hands expertly combining chemicals..

"I know, right? I need an A in this to keep up my average."

"Ugh, are you coming to mines on Friday by the way?" She asked, my mind had totally blanked on her invitation of studying for history accompanied by films about historic events.

"Yeah, I should be cool to come, you got Braveheart?"

"Uh, yes of course. Mel Gibson, duh." The whistling noise separated us and I found a seat next to Stiles smiling briefly at him before going to fix the mess he had made of the experiment.

My eyes drifted up, seeing Isaac with Lydia, him sending a smirk back to Stiles and me giving him a stare that would make anyone's bones disintegrate from fear of death.

"Shit," I muttered when he turned back.

Stiles in a panicked state turned to me, "he wouldn't hurt her out in the open would he, right? Oh God oh God oh my-"

"Shut up Stilinski, no. He'll probably try to determine whether or not its her, don't ask me how but that's a fair conclusion."

Yet another whistle went off, this one being the final one. Harris stood at the front, his face smug as he looked down upon his class. "So you should have a crystallised solution in front of you, now for the part you'll really enjoy - you get to eat it." Mutter went through the class, a squeak of horror from Stiles when he looked upon the unsaved blob.

I saw several students preparing to do so when a glisten of moisture from Lydia's crystal caught my eyes, "its on the crystal, that's how they're going to do it test her - the kanima venom is on the crystal." I hurriedly said to Stiles in a hushed voice as his eyes widened in horror.

Scott stood up as Lydia lifted the crystal go her mouth, "Lydia," he cried out as a drop of the venom touched the tip of her tongue.

Completely mobile, the strawberry blonde turned confusedly to him, "what?"

"Holy freaking shit."

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Sorry my babies, I'm a terrible person, I know. Please comment and let me know what you think although this was shit and a total filler I hate season two this is pretty much just a prequel to 3a but anyway please please please comment it means so much and gives me so much more motivation (which I lack) but anyway love you guys, vote and comment

Xoxo

Oh and let me know who you ship!! I'm pretty much discounting Scott and Jacksonhere because nope I just can't really see that

I'm either Isaac or Derek, although I do keep an open mind for Stiles or even the ones I can't currently picture her with