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i wish i could go back to a time where o could smile and it wouldn't have to take everything in me to do it

"MA'AM, are you okay?"

Alexandria looked up to be met by worried blue eyes. She looked down at what he was wearing to find that he was the sheriff. She let a fake tear roll down her face and shook her head.

"I don't understand why the birds would attack us. Why would they do that? I loved birds and look what they did." She dramatically threw her hands up in the air, more fake tears rolling down her face, almost like a waterfall.

The sheriff pulled Alex into a hug, her face in his chest. She stopped fake crying and smirked. "Lights. Camera. Action," she whispered, holding back a chuckle.

"Did you say something?" The sheriff pulled back, his hand on her shoulder in reassurance. She mentally rolled her eyes before she let out a fake sob.

"I-I didn't say anything." She shrugged his hand off of her and wrapped her arms around herself to seem like she wanted to be alone. She really did want to be left alone, though, because she could figure out what in the world was going on. She has never heard of birds attacking classrooms before. The only thing that sounds reasonable would be witches, but she hasn't heard or sniffed out any witches.

What could it be? What could be going on in this town that she didn't know? Hmm, it sounds like she has to speak to Deaton.

Alex wiped away the tears, stood up straighter, fixed her messed up blonde hair before grabbing her book bag and strutting out of the classroom, her heels clicking against the tiles.

"Where's Scott McCall?" She heard a voice ask which stopped her mid step. Wasn't that the cute boy with puppy eyes? She peeked around the corner to find a mixed woman holding onto the wrists of Lydia and Allison. "Do you know where I can find Scott McCall?" The womans' eyes went passed Alex which made the blonde haired original turn around to see what she was looking at.

Alex found herself starring at the twins. She sniffed the air and smelled wolf. She rolled her blue eyes before pushing her hair behind her shoulder, and started walking towards Lydia and Allison. She was just now realizing that the woman had disappeared.

"What was that about?" Alexandria asked, startling them. They jumped and turned to face her with wide eyes. They then narrowed their eyes at her in suspicion. "Hmm?" She crossed her arms, raising an eyebrow. "Should I call the police?" She faked worried. "She was harassing you, right?"

"Oh, no no. It's alright," Allison reassured, rubbing her wrist that the woman was holding. Alex uncrossed her arms and yanked her wrist towards her. She narrowed her blue eyes as she looked at it. "Hey!" Allison exclaimed, pulling her wrist away from the blonde.

"I think I should go talk to the sheriff." Alex pointed down the hall at the classroom that she had just walked out of. "She bruised you."

"No, i'm fine. We'll take care of it ourselves," Allison reassured, her brown eyes wide as she shook her head.

"Hmm, she bruised me too." 

Alex turned her head to look at Lydia who was frowning down at her wrist. She looked down at her wrist to realize that it was the same exact one that Allison had. She furrowed her perfectly plucked eyebrows because their was no way that someone could do that. She looked towards the exit of the school, a frown on her lips as she realized that she really had to talk to Deaton.

"I should be going." Alex walked away from them before they could even say anything else. Something was going on in this town and she was about to find out.

"DEATON, I need to speak with you," Alexandria spoke as soon as she walked into the clinic. She rounded the corner and found him working on a dog. She rolled her eyes, fed the poor animal he blood before turning to Deaton who looked at her with wide eyes. "Okay, now that you are done, I have something to ask you." He nodded, setting down his tools. "What in bloody hell is going on in this town?" She questioned, arms crossed.

"What do you mean?" He asked calmly, but his wide eyes and fast beating heart betrayed him.

"What do I mean?" Alex asked, tapping her chin with her index finger. "Hmm." She zoomed to where she was in front of him. He jumped in shock. "I mean, there is bloody werewolves here and they aren't my kind," She spoke up, her voice growing louder. "Birds attacked the bloody school, nearly giving away what I was. I heard there was an accident with a deer; and a woman terrorized two girls just to find a boy."

She slammed her hand down on the metal stable, making a hole. "Oopsie." She looked up at him with innocent eyes. "So," She walked towards him and fixed his white lab suit, "tell me what in the bloody hell is going on here and I won't kill you." She smiled, her fingers dancing on his chest.

"I-I don't know what you are talking about," he stuttered out, his heart almost beating out of his chest.

"Okay." She sighed before starting to walk away. She heard him release a breath. "Have it your way." She zoomed in front of him and pushed him against the wall, her fangs out as she held them dangerously close to his neck. "You will tell me what I want to know or I will kill you right here and now with no mercy or regret." She looked up, her blue eyes piercing into his terrified brown ones.

"O-okay. Okay." He sighed as she let go of him. She retracted her fangs and loosened her hold on him. "This — this town isn't a normal town. It's full of the — of the supernatural as you could probably tell," he informed her and she simply rolled her eyes.

"Okay, that makes sense." Alex nodded her head. "So, who's Scott McCall?" She questioned, tilting her head as she peered at him.

"I–I don't know who that is," he stuttered, his heart skipping a beat.

"Now, now, Deaton." She taunted, pointing her finger at him, a smirk appearing on her lips. "You do remember that I have amazing hearing along with an awesome sense of smell?" She asked, stepping closer and then bit his neck, blood flowing into her mouth. She stepped back after a moment and licked her lips. Deaton pressed his hand against his neck to stop the bleeding. "Now tell me what I want to know or else." She slammed him into the wall.

"He — He's a werewolf. He has friends who help him out," Deaton rushed out, and she let go of him and watched as he slumped against the wall.

"So, I'm assuming the friends are a Stiles Stilinski, a Lydia Martin and an Allison Argent?" She asked and then nodded, not giving him any room to speak. "That means I have to gain their trust and their friendship so that I can know everything that is going on in this town," she spoke to herself and clapped her hands. "Thank you, doc." She smiled before grabbing his collar and lifted him up so that he was standing on his feet. She bit her wrist and forced it into his mouth, and watched as the bite healed.

"Why — why would you heal me?" He questioned, looking at her with curious eyes.

Alex ignored him as she forced him to look her in the eyes. "You will tell no one of who or what I am. When people ask you of me, tell them you do not know an Alexandria. You have no clue on what I am, either. All you know is that I am some powerful wolf that can make you regret your life. That's all," she compelled and he nodded.

"Why didn't you just do that instead of torture me?" He asked with wide eyes.

"Because where is the fun in that?" Not giving him a chance to speak, she zoomed out of the clinic and into the woods.

"SCOTT."

Alexandria heard when she was walking through the woods. She approached where she had heard the voice and peered around a tree, staying hidden. She saw Scott, Stiles, and some really hot dude.

"The birds at school and the deer last night... just like the night I got trampled by the deer when I got bit by the Alpha. How many are there?" Scott questioned and she guessed whatever they were talking about, it was big trouble. Well, she's big trouble so whatever it was, they weren't really that bad.

"A pack of 'em. An Alpha pack," the hot guy replied to Scott, a worried look plastered on his face.

"All of them? How does that even work?" Stiles questioned and asked tilted her head as she stared at the obvious human boy. He may reek of werewolf, but she could still smell that he was human.

"I hear there's some kind of a leader. He's called Deucalion. We know they have Boyd and Erica," the hot guy paused as he looked in the house before looking back at Scott and Stiles, "Peter, Isaac, and I have been looking for him for the last four months."

"Let's say you find them. How do you deal with an Alpha pack?" Scott asked, stepping up with a curious look on his face.

"With all the help I can get."

Alex took that as a cue to step out from behind the tree.

"Well, it looks like you'll be needing my help then," she spoke up, pointing at the three of them before crossing her arms.

"Who are you?" The hot dude asked harshly, glaring at her.

"Alexandria." She smirked.