The other hunter ( supernatural and teenwolf fan fic)

2 um i dont have a title

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"AHHHHHHHHHH!" I screamed as I jolted up from my nightmare. I looked at the clock it was 4:38.

"Can't go back to bed now." I sighed, and walked outside I decided to go for a walk in the woods... at night... again... guess I didn't learn the first time huh? Well I was really deep in the woods I decided to turn around. I started to leave when I realized I was lost... in the woods... at night... great.

I decided to sit and wait and wait and wait. Finally when it was around 8:34 someone said, "What are you doing here?"

"I got lost... again." I blushed.

"Again?" He monotonously said.

"Yah. I'm Kendal. Who are you?" I asked.

"Derek. Come on let's get you out of here." He helped.

"Thanks, hey maybe we could hang out sometime okay?" I asked.

"Sure, I'll find you." He informed me.

"Okay I'll see you around." He left and I realized I was in fluffy pj pants and a tank top. I wonder why he didn't say anything?

So I cleaned the wound and dressed in a tight white v neck with fake blood splatter and super skinny jeans that were white with rips and more fake blood splatter. I also put on my jacket like Deans. I was late to school but I didn't care, I already had detention.

"Your late, detention." the teacher told me.

"Okay." I agreed.

"Go take your seat." He commanded.

I sat next to Stiles.

"Why were you late?" He asked.

"I got lost in the woods." I sheepishly replied.

The rest of the day was uneventful, until Derek was standing next to my car.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" I asked.

"I wanted to talk." Derek told me.

"Okay, get in the car. We'll go to my house." I told him.

"No, I don't want people overhearing us." He said

"I live alone no one will hear us okay." I informed him.

"Okay let's go." he said.

When we got to my house I realized I forgot all my hunting tools out.

"What are you?" Derek asked when he saw all the equipment.

"I don't think you'd believe me if I told you." I laughed.

"You'd be surprised." He muttered.

"So what do you want to-----" I started coughing violently I looked at my hands there was some blood. I went to the bathroom and washed up Derek followed me.

"What would you say if I told you I could make that go away?" He asked.

"I would say yes, but it depends on what you'd do." I informed him.

"I'd make you hear, see, run, and heal better." He in formed me of the benefits.

"What about the bad things?" I asked.

"You'd be hunted, and you could never go back to your old life." He warned.

"I'm already hunted and I already can't go back to my old life." I thought aloud. "But if it makes even more peorple go after me I don't want what ever it is."

"Okay. I'll talk to you later, and if you ever change your mind let me know." Derek informed me.

"Okay, but what is it that would help? What would you do to help?" I wanted to know.

"It would be the bite of a werewolf." He looked at me to see my reaction.

"Wait, your a werewolf? Cool, but the only werewolves I've met were trying to kill me and didn't know they were a werewolf or they knew and were still trying to kill me. Not fun," I recalled.

"Why were they trying to kill you?" He wanted to know.

"My family were hunters of the supernatural, you name it my parents probably met it or killed it." I said.

"So, why aren't you one?" Derek wondered.

"I was." I left it at that. I think he sensed I didn't want to talk about it.

"I've got to get back to my pack and you might want to get your leg looked at." He told me.

"Okay, I will." I lied.

"Your lying." He growled.

"Fine, I'll go but the hospital will ask questions." I worried.

"Then we'll go to Deaton he's the vet and knows all about the supernatural so he won't ask questions," he helped. He then helped me go to the vet. When we got there we went in and Derek got Deaton to look at my leg.

"What happened?" he asked while checking it.

"I was walking in the woods at night and a lizard like thing attacked me. I think it was a kanima." I truthfully told him.

"Okay, well you've taken good care of this wound, but how'd you know about the kanima?" Deaton wanted to know.

"My parents were hunters of the supernatural." I told him.

"Who were your parents if I may ask," Deaton kindly asked.

"They were Ella and Jason Fentons." I revealed.

"But their only daughter was killed I'm the house fire." He denied I was their daughter.

"Yah, I did. I don't know why I'm alive." I told.

"Hm how peculiar, but I believe you." He comforted me.

After he finished with my leg Scott came in and was angry at Derek.

To be continued...