BLOODLUST ➲ Stiles Stilinski [Teen Wolf] (1)

[1.] 'Welcome to Beacon Hills'

The headlights of my Chevy Impala 1967 light the way, as I drive along the road to my new home for the next few years - Beacon Hills. A little less than a week ago, I compelled realtors and movers to get my house ready. So, all I have to do is show up at the local highschool tomorrow, compel my records and I'm all set.

Thanks to my headlights and my night-vision, I can see the 'Welcome to Beacon Hills' sign, meaning I've arrived. I continue to follow the GPS to the house, and pretty quickly, I arrive.

Stepping out of the car, I'm hit with a wave of supernatural energy, making me smirk. I shut my car door before locking it, and walking up the driveway, turning left, and entering the house using my usual confident strut.

Easily opening the door, I walk in - thanks to their being no owner. I place my car keys into a bowl, before strolling around the house. After exploring downstairs, I make my way upstairs and explore it - especially appreciating my bedroom. I could definitely live in this house for a couple of years.

Feeling the urge for blood, I decide to go hunting. Animal, of course. Pretty soon, however, I'll need to raid some blood bags from the hospital. Making sure no one sees me, I use my vamp-speed to rush out the door and into the woods. Running around at inhuman speeds, I hear an ear-piercing scream, making me hold my ears in pain.

Looking around, I rush to the sound of the scream, and find a teenage boy with a bite mark in his abdomen. A very familiar bite mark. An alpha werewolf's.

Of course there had to be werewolves in this stupid little California town. The shaggy-haired teen rushes off, yet I don't follow him. In the distance, a pair of piercing-red eyes stare at me, ready to pounce.

Deciding to scare the alpha off, I shift my face to reveal veins protruding from my now-black eyes, and fangs protruding from my mouth, as I release a hissing noise. Not expecting a vampire, the alpha dashes off, making me smirk. That's when I smell it. Blood.

Unable to control my impulses, I dash off into the direction of the blood to find a body cut in-half. However, the body is also a werewolf's. Feeling terrible, I sink my fangs into the dead-body, as I start draining her of blood.

I manage to pull back, tears brimming in my eyes. I haven't had to feed on a human in years. Although it is a dead-body, I still feel horrible. I vamp-speed back to my house, and wash my mouth, face and hands - which are now covered in blood. However, I manage to fall asleep that night, ready for school tomorrow.

AUTHORS NOTE: I know this first part is short, but I wanted to introduce elements of Gabriella's character. She's a mix of Katherine Pierce and Elena Gilbert from 'The Vampire Diaries'. Her and Stiles' relationship will be slowburn-ish. Comment what you think.