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1- rare pack

Uh.. hi. I swear I'll update my other fics as well today! I swear

Haven't checked for errors

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Pack. It's something Scott McCall doesn't understand. The word doesn't seem to make sense. Even after about five years of being a werewolf, where of two as an Alpha and having a pack, he doesn't really seem to know what pack means. I mean, you don't believe someone you haven't seen since fourth grade over someone you've known since you were four. That's not pack. That's not how you treat a pack mate. Trust me. I should know. Pack means closer than blood. Stronger than blood. Trust. Blind trust. Love. Love a family gives, the love you're supposed to receive. Pack means loyalty. You can't just switch sides so easily, that's not loyalty. Pack means family, but stronger. Pack means sticking together. But no-one stuck by my side. No-one of this pack anyway. Good thing that I'm an Alpha myself. Good thing I have a pack of my own. Good thing my pack does believe me. Good thing I have a family besides these shanks that never believe me, even if I'm right. Good thing I visit them every week. Just know a few things about my pack; we're a mix of many creatures, more than the McCall pack. We're all the last of our species. We're the rarest pack on earth. We were also experimented on, so we're even rarer that way.

We have Brenda, she's a Deer Woman. The experiment they pulled on her was making her able to shift between having legs or the legs of a deer(she already could do that but she doesn't feel pain when she does this anymore). Chanting or tobacco doesn't work on her. She also doesn't lure men to their death, even though it sometimes looks like it. Don't worry though, she's lesbian.

Then we have Frypan, he's an Ipotane. It's kind of a centaur, but the original version. His experiment was that he is a very very very skilled knight. He already was but they intensified it by twenty. (A/n is that proper English? Idk, srry) also, like Brenda he doesn't feel pain when he shifts anymore.

Then we have Aris, he's a vampire. Vampires are actually born, not made. They stop ageing once they turn a certain age. His experiment was that he doesn't need blood to function anymore or something to protect him from the daylight. Wooden stakes won't kill him. He actually isn't that old, he's sixteen.

Then we have Gally. Only wolf in the pack. He's immune to silver and almost every wolfsbane, thanks to his experiment. He's a beta. Now you might think, there are a lot of wolves. Why is he the last one? Well, he's a white wolf. White wolves have to be born, they can't be made.

Then we have Sonya, she's a hybrid between a banshee and reaper. Her experiment was that she can control what and who she kills with her touch. Before the experiment, everything she touched died. Now, she has control.

Then we have Harriet, she's a Gorgon. That's a sort of Medusa. Her experiment was that she can control her snakes. She also can't turn into stone herself. She can make her dreadlocks turn into snakes. Only then she can turn someone into stone. Or if she glares hard enough. That only happened two times though.

Then we have Teresa, she's a fox and wolf hybrid, aka a werefox. Her experiment was that she now also has Kitsune abilities.

Then we have Minho, he's a Phoenix. His experiment was that he's immune to iron and electricity, fire and stuff like that now. Iron is like a wolfsbane to him, not anymore though. Even though his elements are fire, Earth, water and air, he wasn't immune to the effects it had on him if he didn't create it. He does now though. Does that make sense?

Then we have Newt. He's a merman. His experiment was that he can control when he changes. So if he touches water, he can choose to get his tail or not. Snapdragon also doesn't hurt him.

And lastly, me, the Alpha. I'm a Dragon and warlock hybrid. My experiment was that lavender doesn't harm me anymore, and that my magic doesn't have a limit. Dragons aren't always alphas but when they are, they're strong dragons. I didn't have to kill an alpha to become one, I did it with sheer willpower. You could say I'm a sort of True Alpha. There has only been one person before me and they were the last of the bloodline before me.

We all have our mates in the pack as well.

Sonya and Harriet.
Frypan and Gally.
Aris and Minho.
Teresa and Brenda.
Newt and I.

During the centuries we all became endangered species, to call it that. And now? Now we're the very last breathing ones. To top that off, each one of us is from a royal family. Which makes us all Kings and Queens. We're known as the rarest pack in the world. Which makes us even more valuable. People don't know our names, only our bloodline.

Sometimes they don't even know that. Just the name they gave us; the Chosen Ones.

There's a legend/ myth/ prophecy (whatever you Wanna call it) that people believe is about us.

I don't really believe it's about us, but if others do, fine by me. Anyway, where was I? Ohh, right. I was telling you about how Scott McCall doesn't know the true meaning of Pack. He kicked me out. Correction; they kicked me out. Alpha Hale -as he loves to get referred to, kicked me out as well. He thinks he's so strong. For a regular wolf? Sure, he is kind of strong, but nothing compared to a Djinn or a witch. They don't believe that Donovan was an accident. But they also think I'm not strong enough to keep up with them, all while it's them who need to be able to keep up with me.

They probably think they need to keep me safe, but they should know I can take care of myself. After all, we've -my pack and I- survived for three years. Everyone always thought that our species became extinct centuries ago, seeing as even though both your parents can be the same species, the genes can skip a few generations and then pop up out of no-where. With Sonya, Teresa and my Hybrid genes everyone thought we were extinct for over fifty-eight centuries, which makes some people think we never existed in the first place. The best part, is that everyone in our species have to born. Great, right? Note the sarcasm.

Anyway, I'm making my way to class right now. All the pack bonds that I had with the McCall-Hale pack broke. Not because I broke them first, no, they broke them first. So here I am, walking through school while having a mind link to Teresa.

'But Tom, I miss you guys! Let me visit you for once!' Teresa says through the link.

I sigh. 'Fine. You can bring whoever you want. Just tell me first, so I can make enough room for everyone.'

Teresa squeals through the link and I flinch, it's so high pitched.

'Ow Teresa,' I sigh again. Teresa sniggers through the link. I also hear a quick sorry before the connection is broken.

I walk into class and sit down in my usual seat. I start doodling until class starts, the teacher walks into class and yet another boring day begins.

But what I didn't know was that this would be the last boring day in awhile.

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The door to the cafeteria flew open.

"OH, THOMAS!" My pack sang.

I smiles, "over here!"

My pack ran to me as I stood up. They all hugged me.

"And where is my dearest boyfriend?"

"MINHO! WHAT THE SHUCK! YOU CAN NOT JUST LEAVE ME AT THE AIRPORT! I HAD TO BLOODY SWIM HERE!" Minho smirks at Newt, "oops."

"NEWTIE CUTIE WITH DA BOOTIE!" I smile.

"TOMMY!"

"Newtie!" I laugh.

And from this day on, everything went down hill.

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Tadaaaaaaaaa! *jazz hands*