Uprising | Stiles Stilinski [1]

1. "Now if you'll excuse me I have a very pissed off father to call"

"Yes dad I'm fine for like the thousandth time" I say placing more clothes in my wardrobe.

"It's my first time letting you live alone you know" he said. I rolled my eyes.

"Alright gotta go" I say. After drinking a blood bag quite refreshing actually I jog out the house and the woods letting the colours collided with my dark choice of wear. I walk up to this loft strangely placed in the woods. I knew a few people were here and they were werewolves. Time to introduce myself. I walk on up the stairs well I sped up the stairs with my vamp speed. I knock on the door about 4 times and stand back. Yes the good thing is the door slid open bad thing I'm now pinned against the wall.

"Well then that's no way to greet a new neighbor" I say looking at the alpha. How could I tell? He's flashing his pretty little red eyes at me. He growled at me. I chuckled simply taking his hands off of me and walking away from him before turning.

"And certainly no way to treat your sister" I say.

"Your not my sister" he said. I faked hurt placing a hand over my heart.

"Ouch! My feelings" I say.

"Cut the bullshit" he said.

"Alright alright straight to the point. I getcha. I'm not gonna hurt you Derek that's something I dare not to do" I say. He furrowed his eyebrows.

"Just think of me as an ally then" I say. He then narrowed his eyes at me.

"A man of words right here" I mumbled shaking my head.

"Ok imma ask who else is here?" I ask. I saw a pair of boots slowly down the stairs with a smirk on his face.

"Ah Peter" I say.

"Nice to see you too Delilah" he said. I rolled my eyes.

"He finally let you out the house?" He asked. I pointed a finger at him.

"You are not my favorite uncle" I say. An emotion of confusion washed over Derek.

"Uncle?" He said.

"Like I said I'm your sister older to be honest but if anyone asks I'm younger than you" I say. The lofts door slid open revealing two other werewolves quite young too.

"What are you two doing here?" Derek asked.

"Shouldn't you both be at school?" I asked.

"Whose she?" The taller one asked.

"Ah my name. My name is Delilah Hale" I said half lying well not really. It's Delilah Amber Mikealson Hale however that works it's really-

"Hale?" The tall one asked.

"Uncle" I point to Peter.

"Brother" I point to Derek.

"I didn't know you-" Derek cut him off.

"Why are you both here?" Derek asked.

"To protect you" he said. Derek chuckled.

"Here? To protect me?" Derek asked. The tall one nodded.

"That's Isaac and that's Boyd" Peter mumbled to me. I sent him a grateful look.

"Am I the only one smelling blood?" Isaac asked. I bit the inside of my cheek using the tips of my fangs to bite into it.

"Sorry it's a nervous thing I always bite the inside of my cheek. Its quite the habit" I say. They nodded.

"Well I'm gonna go have fun with your two bodyguards" I say to Derek.