"Run Angel! RUN!".
The voice of my father reminisces in my thoughts. It was the last time I heard his voice, the last time my saw your mother and siblings... all because of hunters who want to kill me. They took everything from me, my family, my home, my haven.
Let me get you on a secret; I am not just an ordinary girl, no I am far from "normal." I am a vampire from both parents, giving reasons for hunters to kill us. Our heads are very pricey, and they will do anything to kill us, even killing young kids....
I've been on the run for five years now, join packs of vampires but one by one they were getting killed off. Every single time I would start to feel like home in my new pack, the leader would get a spike through his/her heart, everyone panics and disappears.
Before my last pack leader got his head chopped off, he told the pack if we ever seem to in a problem, to go to Beacon Hills. Alan Deaton. That was the name he gave us before his gruesome death.
That's where I am heading to, Beacon Hills. Maybe that will be a new beginning for me? A new safe life to spend the rest of my life.
It is hard to find Beacon Hills since we never got directions on how to get there and the map I had was not the best quality. It took me 20 long days and nights to finally find Beacon Hills, and it wasn't as small as it seems on the map.
Here is the thing, there were only two things I knew about Deaton was that he was a veterinarian and he was bald. I went searching for every vet in the town when I finally found him. It seemed to be open by the light coming through the window. I got the nerves to get in and ask for his help.
As I walked in some boy at the front desk asked me if I had an appointment, but at the sight of me not having any type pet with me, it answered his question.
"Um, I am here to talk to Alan Deaton. It is an urgent matter", I stuttered trying to keep calm.
"May I asked your name to tell him you are looking for him," the boy wondered why giving you a suspicious look.
"My name is Angel... Tell him he knows my friend, Marc Sandoval", I said trying not to make eye contact. The reason why I didn't want to see him straight in the eyes was that my eyes weren't a regular shade of color. I had red eyes.
He nodded his head and walked to the back. Two minutes later he told me Deaton was waiting for me in the back. When I walked in, I saw a middle-aged man who was bald like Marc said he was going to me.
"How do you know Marc," Deaton asked as soon as I got in. I looked at him and listened to his heartbeat to trust him.
"I was in his pack... before he got killed", I whispered not wanting the boy in the front to hear. If I only knew at that time, he could hear everything from a mile a way.
"And what do you want from me?", He whispered as well.
"Marc told me if I ever needed help, which you were the one who could. I trust on Marc, and now I give all my trust to you. I need your help", I faced him for him to see my eyes. He sat there in silence just looking at me.
"What do you want?", he asked getting up from his desk and sat next to me.
"I just to be protected. I have been on the run from the hunters for five years now. They killed my family, and I just want to be safe", I implore. Deaton got up and started to play some instrument. You heard the boy in the front start to yell Deaton to stop.
"I will help you. I know this pack. They can protect you. The thing is the leader is a werewolf. I know your kind and his kind aren't on friendly terms but please listen to me. I will give you something for you to smell like them. They can sense you being a vampire. You must wear it until the leader trusts you. Once he trusts you, he won't kick you out", he whispered fast as soon as he stopped.
He walked me into his working center and started to mix different type of leaves and herbs. Deaton gave it to me and told me each day I must put it behind my ears and the bottom of my feet.
"Oh, one last thing. Here", Deaton handed me a substance in a small bottle.
"Put these in your eyes once a day. It will cover the redness in your pupil", he smiled as I hugged him. Deaton put the drops in my eyes and the mixture of herbs.
"Thank you so much," you whispered. He walked me to the front and started to talk to the boy.
"Scott, this Angel. She is my niece", he lied to the boy.
"Hello, my name is Scott," he smiled.
"Scott, I need her to be protected by Derek and you. Dangerous people are looking for her. I need to know you guys will be there and protect her", Deaton asked Scott while he looked at you.
"Why is she being looked for?", he asked confused.
"You see, my brother wasn't born normal as me. My parents were 50 percent werewolf and half not. That is why I was born human, and my brother was not. My niece here was born was half of her father and mother. It was a discovery, that's why I need her safe", Deaton answered to Scott.
"Come, we need to talk to Derek," Scott said grabbing his keys. Deaton closed his office, and the three of us got into Deaton's car. It was about a 10-minute drive, and I was tired. As we got to the man named Derek's house, I started to get nervous again. The car came to a full stop, and I got out. I followed Scott as he knocked on the door.
A strong muscular man came to the door. When his eyes met mine, it was as if a god saw me. I was hooked to his eyes, and I saw so much pain. Why? What has to happen to this man, for his eyes to be in such much pain.
"Angel? ANGEL!", I was taken out of my trance by Deaton.
"yes?", I asked quite embarrassed. I looked over to Derek and he seemed to be in the same trance as I was.
Maybe Beacon can be a new beginning for me? Maybe a new beginning with him?
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