A/n: I'm giving you the same back story as the Lone Wolf series but that's Stiles so I'm summarizing it in the beginning. A long summary though.
Word Count: 1,825
Genre: idk, might stop doing genre unless I know, fluff? Drabble? Those are my best guesses
Warning: Mentions of abusive former foster families, murder/manslaughter, Mentions of sex but like that's in the show to begin with, I just felt like I should still put the warning in anyways
You were a werewolf, a Hale actually. Y/n Hale but you actually were known as Y/n Heywood. The twin sister of Malia Tate/Hale. You took after Peter with the whole being a werewolf thing but you had his survival instincts. You learned control because you had to in order to survive. You were your own anchor because that's all you had. You were the only person you had.
You bounced around a lot. You were in the foster system. The longest you've ever been in a home was three years and that was with the Heywoods, and that was your first home. Since then, you've been in and out of foster homes up and down the west coast.
You felt drawn to Beacon Hills so that's where you went after running away from an abusive foster home. You purposefully got yourself caught stealing so you could tell them about the abusers and you were sick of being on your own, living on the run for a month. You stayed at the sheriff's for one night before the McCalls took you in.
Once you found out you and Malia were sisters, you left the McCalls and went to stay with the Tates. For a week, you slept on an air mattress on Malia's floor before moving into her dead sister's room which made you feel awkward.
You never had any real friends before you became a part of the McCall pack. You were always afraid of hurting them, physically and emotionally. You never expected them to hurt you. Keeping it a secret, you understood why they did it but you had been wanting a family your whole life. Being kept from it by the only friends you ever had, hurt.
They kept apologizing and you couldn't stay mad at them for that long. Not until, your sister made up with Stiles did you forgive them.
Scott and Kira were missing. Stiles went to find them with Malia. You stayed at the game in case they decided to show up and to keep an eye on the puppy (Liam). Then Peter showed up with information on your mother, the Desert Wolf. He was hoping to talk to Malia but instead he found you. He wanted you (or Malia, either of you would do) to kill Kate Argent.
Obviously, you weren't going to kill her but you were a good liar. One of your foster homes was with a pair of con artist who taught you everything they knew. They taught you and others how to lie, cheat, and steal. Eventually you conned the con and they wound up in prison.
You went to Mexico, fought people and were all badass. You didn't kill Kate and neither did Malia. Peter went insane and tried to kill Scott again. You thought Scott killed Peter at first but then you heard his slow heart beat.
Over the summer, Malia went to summer school. You didn't. You were a good student. You helped her with summer school. You became closer to the rest of them. And Malia's dad became some what of a father figure to you. He was better than any foster father you ever had because he actually cared.
The night of the senior scribe, things changed and you met Theo. Theo was really hot. Your gut told you not to trust him but your heart wanted to.
You wrote down your initials: Your/first/initial H. The H didn't necessarily stand for Hale though. Your last name was technically Heywood. Malia wrote MT.
Malia asked, "H for Heywood or H for Hale?"
You answered, "Heywood. It's always been my last name even though they gave me away. Plus I like the name"
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Teen Wolf Imagines/Oneshots
FanfictionImagines/ One shots with Stiles, Theo, Jackson, Aiden, Peter, Liam and Isaac but if I get a request for anyone else I might do it! Mostly Theo or Stiles. A few Isaac and Liam. Like one or two for Jackson, Aiden, and Peter