When We Were Young: Part Two (Derek Hale)

Chapter 5

Deaton and I were still at the animal clinic talking about how he was planning on training me. We have been here for about thirty minutes already discussing what we could do.

"I will admit Haley I only ever read and witnessed how to train a werewolf, I've never actually done it" he admitted.

"Well at least you know something, every time my parents trained my brothers they made sure I was away so I wouldn't get hurt" I explained.

"Well first things first I know that you have to shift" he said. I'm not sure how I was going to go about doing so. I was also afraid that if I were to change that I would hurt him.

"I don't want to hurt you" I told him.

He smiled and with a slight nod he walked off and got a jar of what I am guessing is mountain ash and spread it in a circle around him. Right away I felt myself being pushed back from the substance.

"Now you can't get me" he said simply.

"Well alright my second problem would be that fact that I have no idea how to shift" I said getting frustrated.
"Just get angry" he said with the shrug of his shoulders.

"Well that should be easy" I said as I started to think about the things that really pisses me off. The first person that came to mind was the one who ruined my life. The person who took everything away from me. Kate. Because of her my family is gone and everything that has happened since then is her fault. Thinking about her made my heart speed up. My hearing is the first thing that I noticed has changed, I heard every little thing, the insects walking on the ground, the sound of Deaton' s steady heart, the ticking of the clock. I heard everything. Next I opened my eyes, my sight was the best it has ever been. I could focus on one thing and see every single detail of it. When I looked up at my target I was overcome with an uncontrollable rage, all I saw was Kate. All I could think about was watching the life leave her eyes at my own hands. I wanted to. No. I needed to kill her. I mustered up all my strength to go after her but was knocked on my ass. Dammit. I felt an animalistic roar come from deep within my throat. I noticed her mouth moving but I couldn't hear what was being said. I just had to kill her. I tried over and over again to get to her but it just wasn't working Fine. Since I can't get her. I will get someone else, but as soon as I reached the gate I meet the same barrier I had before. Then I heard one word come from that bitches mouth.

"Breath" Breath? Why would Kate tell me to breath? When I looked back I saw that it wasn't Kate I had been hunting, It was Deaton.
Breath, I told myself. In and out. I started to calm down and hear what was actually being said.

"That's good. Now think of something that makes you happy" I tried, I really did try, but I couldn't think of anything. 

"I can't think of anything" I said through struggled breaths.

"Then think of anything that can tie you down, that can calm you down" He said eagerly.

I started to think of my mother, my father, and my brothers. All the happy times we had together. When Sam and Stephen would protect me from anything and everything when we were kids. The hugs that were shared among everyone. The smiles. When I was happy. It was then when everything changed around me. Everything went back to normal. I looked at Deaton and I didn't have any violent thoughts towards him and I didn't see Kate. My sight and my hearing were back to normal. I stood there in shock at first but then a wave of emotions over came me. I felt the tears start to fall down my face and my knees gave out. I felt the cold floor beneath me as I cried.

"I can't, just" I said but my cries suffocated my words. I felt Deaton's arms around me trying to comfort me, but I couldn't be comforted. Sounds of ugly squeals and me trying to catch my breath filled the clinic. My family, the people who make me happy and feel loved, they are gone. That's what hurt the most. The fact that my anchor is something I will never see again.

After about 10 minutes I began to quiet my cries. I was packing my stuff getting ready to leave, when I turned around to look at Deaton.

"You will still most likely have some trouble on the full moon so feel free to come here again. Are you going to be okay?" He asked.

"Yeah, I will be, thank you again Deaton, one last question"

"What is it?" He asked.

"Scott and them, they will know I'm a werewolf won't they? Because of my scent?"

"You already had the werewolf gene in you before your change, that's what gives off the scent" Deaton explained.

"So I've always had the scent of a werewolf?" I asked

"It might be a little different, but nothing that will make them extra curious, you have always been around werewolves your scent adapted to theirs, you'll be fine" he said.

With a nod I turned around and I started to leave but was stopped when I saw headlights through the window signaling someone just parked in the driveway.

"You expecting anyone?" I asked

"Not that I know of" Deaton said with a confused expression while he was looking out the window. My heartbeat sped up when I saw who it was. Hunters.