Assassin - a person who murders an important person.

^Does that really have to be the definition of assassin.... Just saying

Warnings - PTSD, blood, weapons, death, guilt, self-hate, torture
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Julia's POV

I bolted to the left and began running for my life, weaving through trees and over rocks or trees to branches. Scott was close behind but he slipped and Derek grabbed him throwing him against a tree and I slid down to hide beside them.

"Hunters" Derek said

"What do they want?" Scott asked

He had been hit with an arrow and was still healing his wound.

"Us, these hunted our kind for centuries" Derek
said

"You mean you, you did this to me" Scott growled

"Is it so bad that your faster, stronger then others now, you and me Scott were brothers now" Derek said

"No I don't want part of this" Scott said and ran

"He's going to need help so will you, you know where to find me if you need anything again" he said and with that left

I stood shocked and then began making my way towards the McCall family home.
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When I finally got  home I jumped up against the house climbing the side and slipping into my open window. And heading to my bed for some sleep. Considering everything I have to deal with tomorrow night a sit is a full moon.
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(Time skip brought to you by lemons)

A few days later
Julia's POV

Of course things only seemed to be getting worse and I was starting to train once more. I hated the idea but I needed to get back in the game especially with everything happening lately. With my past and all i still hate the idea about going to fighting again. Thats how I found myself running in wolf form through the woods surrounding my home. I haven't been talking to mom or Scott for a while. Scott thinks it's because what he said and that might be part of it but it's not the whole thing. I just haven't felt comfortable talking especially with the hunters and the fact Allison's dad is a hunter. Although I'm not sure if she's got any knowledge or experience in that field.

She is an argent she's destined to be one it's that simple. Now whether she's on our side or the hunting side is what matters. Which is another reason I was enjoying the running again I was. Until I felt a sharp pain in my side causing me to howl and fall over. I was panting as I felt the pain and looked to see an arrow in my side. Scott told me that she has a specialty in bows and arrows. Great is she a hunter this day couldn't have gotten any worse could it. Let me back up and explain why this day was just not my best day ever. __________________________________

Flashback

Before getting shot with an arrow

I walked down the hallway of the high school with eyes following me as I walked, but I was used to it. Although what I wasn't happy about was overhearing people talking shit about me behind my back.

"Do you think she lied about where she was?" someone said

"Maybe she just ran from home and lied to Scott and everyone about where she went" another said

"Maybe she did get taken, but maybe she lied about how she came back" a third said

Anger filled me, but the tears fell before I could do anything, but it wasn't like I could really do anything. They couldn't know how I heard them, but partly they were right, Scott my own brother doesn't entirely trust me. Nor does my once closest friend Stiles which hurt more then my own brother not trusting me for some reason. I couldn't just ditch school again mom already punished me for skipping once as it is. I couldn't harm them because that would lead to bad things and my anger to lose even more control then I already have. I couldn't go to Allison or Lydia they wouldn't understand nor believe me whatsoever.

The one person I wanted to go to didn't trust me either, and Derek wasn't an option because Scott doesn't trust me as it is. So, going to him wouldn't gain Scott's trust, but then again why am I trying to earn Scott's trust. I shouldn't have to earn anyone's trust, I scoffed to myself and wiped the tears aggressively. I then walked confidently back towards my class which was French, I excel in French that's for sure. I was fluent in English, Latin, Russian, Spanish, and French, one of the good things that came with being kidnapped.

Now as I sat down in the back of the class I couldn't focus on the lesson all I could think about was Scott. I hated that he wasn't happy with my return, in fact barely anyone was happy with my return. I lost my closest friends, and hell Derek doesn't know if Cora is even alive anymore. He wasn't in the house when it burned and he hasn't a clue if Cora was or wasn't inside at the time of the fire.

"Miss McCall are you paying attention?" the teacher asked me

"No sir, I was lost in my head my apologies" I said

"Pay attention this stuff will be on the exam" He said

"Yes Sir" I said

Class wasn't too long after that and soon I found myself in history class with Scott, stiles and Allison. Although again I wasn't all that focused on it and when Scott got called out for not reading he began losing control. I looked at stiles and then at Scott whose heart heart began to slow down due to Allison holding his hand under the desk.

"What about you Miss McCall, after a sudden return have you been reading up on the assignments?" Coach asked

And that's how I found myself in a sticky situation here.

"I've had be doing things coach, like better things" I said

Everyone gasped and then I realized what I had said and he didn't look at all happy.

"Detention for you Miss McCall" he said

I slammed my fist on the table anger filled me, but unlike Scott I don't have an anchor like he does.

"You asked a question I gave an answer simple as that coach, you didn't say to leave sarcasm out of it" I huffed

"Don't make things harder for yourself McCall" he snapped and went back to teaching
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Authors note -

Not a big note but I feel like I'm going slightly fast paced with this. If you agree let me know.