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The rest of the gang talk to one another, as I lean against a pillar, without my shirt on, so my back went cold, but that was far from my mind at this moment in time. I had no clue on who/what these figures are. What was that strange mark that they had given Aiden, Ethan, Isaac, and even Lydia. But we all know that they all had one connection, and that was the supernatural world..

I had crossed my arm over my chest, but my arms slipped under my breasts, and pushed them up, making them more noticeable.

"Alice?" Allison had spoken, grabbing my attention as I took my gaze to her, as everyone was looking at me as they were at the door.

"Coming," I spoke as I pushed off the pillar and walked towards them, my arms dropped by my side. My breasts bounce as I walk towards my friends, and a dew eyes wondered to the pair. Including, Derek and Scott. I just smirk to myself as we left the loft, leaving Derek behind as he has some cleaning to do.

I was going straight home to clean up. Scott had gone to drop Kira off at her home first then went to Allison's to talk with her father as they needed help with this whole situation.

I hope he had some information for us...

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I had gotten home and ran a bath, and stayed in there for a good few hours, as I decided not to go to school today, just in case anyone needed me for anything. After my good soak, I had gotten out and wrapped a towel around me and headed downstairs to get a blood-bag to drink from, as I'm famished. I headed to the kitchen, and went over to the fridge and opened it to see blood-bags stacked upon each other. I grabbed a first one I could get and slammed the fridge door shut. I tore open the tube with my teeth, and spat the end onto the kitchen counter, and I began to drink the cooled liquid as it slithered down my throat with pleasure.

Within moments, the blood-bag was emptied and there wasn't a single drop wasted nor did it run down my chin. I sighed deeply in pleasure as this was good, but it wasn't there real thing. I throw the blood-bag into the bin, and went back into the hallway.

But I stopped in my tracks as I look at the door. To see a blurry figure outside my door. I listen in for a second as I heard their heart beat, which was beating steadily. But the person who stood there, looked like they were trying to listen in. I'm gonna kick myself if it's Derek...

I walk swiftly to the door, and ripped it open to see the one and only... Derek Hale, standing there... I'll remind myself to kick myself later... He looks up and down at me for a few moments, taking in my appearance as I grab the towel a bit tighter.

"Yes?" I had asked him, making him shoot his gaze back to meet mine. Water droplets dripped from my hair as it dangled just inches above my shoulders.

"Just making sure you're safe," he had said, his tone manly but he looks into the house just to see if anything was out of place. Which he wouldn't know if they're were as he hasn't been in my house before.

"Yes I'm fine Derek. You know I can take care of myself?" I shot back as I gave him a knowing look.

"I know. But you'll be safer with someone around," he replied back as he shot me his own knowing look. I rolled my eyes at him as this was going to be so pointless.

"No offence, Derek. But I've survived with no family and I've turned out just fine," I said in a smug kind of way, as I began to close the door on him, but he quickly put his hand onto the door, stopping it from shutting fully. I huff in frustration as I reopen the door to stare at him.

"What you said last night, that you don't deserved to be cared for? Why'd you say it?" Derek had asked, his eyes soft his voice stern like he was telling me off that it was a stupid to say such a thing. 

"There's things you don't know about me. Things that aren't good," I had spoken gently as I turned my gaze away from him. "I'm no angel. I have blood on my hands," my words seemed to get lost as I turned back to face him. Though he knew what it's like to feel like this, but maybe it was time for someone to know the truth about myself. Or hint at it...

"We all make mistakes, and the death of your family wasn't your fault," Derek spoke as if I was on about my family. Though I found it sweet that he thought that. But I knew deep down that it was my fault, that I let my parents die and my sister, for my survival.

"You know the triskele on your back? For you it represents Alpha, Beta, Omega. That you can rise and fall to one another. You know what we Witches use it for?" I had asked Derek as he looks straight into my eyes, interested with my answer. "To represent three supernatural species," though my answer was short and simple, he had taken in the information.

"Werewolves, Witches..." He had spoken slowly as he was thinking about it. He'd gotten the first two species right, but he looks at me to find out the next and final one.

"Vampires," I had spoken the truth, as he just states at me, processing the word. Suddenly, he lets out a deep chuckle as he found it amusing. 

"Vampires? Yeah right," his chuckle had died down and went away, as his expression was in disbelief. "Vampires are just myths. My mother used to tell me stories, but all it was just to scare me, so I would behave," how wrong he was right now, but telling him that I was one would just wouldn't sink in.

"Maybe you're right, but still have an open mind," I replied softly, as I turned around and went further into the hall. I turn my head to look back over to Derek, who was waiting to gain permission to enter. "Come in," I chuckled as I faced forward and made my way back up the stairs as I heard the floorboards creek and the door shut. I needed to change and Derek wasn't going to snoop around... I hope...

After I had dried my hair, I had gotten into a patterned dress, which I throw over a baggy jumper, with some cute heels. I was like done in five-minutes, and I bounced down the stairs, to see Derek sat in the living room, his hands clasped together, as he waited patiently. His eyes directed to me, to see me coming into the living room. 

"Let's go," I spoke swiftly, as I remembered that there's blood in my fridge and he won't react well too it. He stands from the couch and let his hands go, as he walks towards me, but as he did so. He took a whiff of air, and came to a halt between the archway of the hall and the living room. 

"Why can I smell blood?" He had asked, as he looked around for the source, but I remained calm as his eyes met mine. 

"Oh, uh, I cut myself shaving my legs," I gave him a stupid look as it was a thing that woman do, so do men really. But before he could get a word out, I pushed him out of the door and shut the it behind me. "So, where too?" I smiled sweetly at him, as he just held a weird expression because of my sudden change of expression.  

Phew...

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On the way to Scott's, Derek had filled me in. He's been following Scott near enough all day just to make sure he was protected. But as we neared Scott's house, night had drawn, the sun was setting and those dark figures would come after us. I know I'm a target as I'm not blind nor stupid. 

We arrived at Scott's home, and I could smell fresh blood from here, meaning someone was hurt. Before Derek said anything he had gotten out of the car and ran to the house, kicking the door in and entering as I hear him roar from here. This was just a natural night for me...

I had gotten out of the car, and rushed my way up to the door. To see a fight breaking out, there's a few of those shadowy figures. "Mom, the ash!" Scott yells through the hallway, so his mother could hear. I took my gaze from the door to Kira who was standing, watching, but a swirl of darkness had appeared behind him and a figure came out, looking at her. I made my way down the side of the stairs, as I see Melissa and Agent McCall who was hurt down. Suddenly, I hear glass smashing, and two heavy growls coming from the kitchen. 

I crouch beside Melissa as she had grabbed a container of the mountain ash. But these creatures were great fighters, and we might lose if I don't help. "Smash it when Scott tells you too," I state to her as she nodded firmly. I stood and went into the living room, to see a figure in front of the kitchen door, one near the window and another near the front door. 

I took a deep breath. "Phasmatos Vodux," I had spoke as I flicked my hands outwards, and a wave of force had pushed the creatures out of the house. One of them going through a window, and smashing it.

"Mom, now! Do it now!" Scott had yelled to his mother, as she rubs through the hallway and to the front door, before throwing the container down and it smashes, and a line of black mountain ash had made a line at the threshold of the front door.  One of those creatures appeared at the front door, as they cannot pass through, but it also meant that we were also stuck here. 

Melissa ran back to her ex-husband to attend to his wounds as he was bleeding out. I had made my way to the front of the stairs to see Derek and Scott. "All of the baseboards are ash wood?" Derek had asked.

"Uh, yeah. It was Deaton's idea. And where the hell did you come from?" Scott had asked, as I stood between them both.

"I've been following you," Derek had replied bluntly.

"For how long?" Scott had asked, clearly as he didn't know anything about this. 

"All day," he replied like it was no big deal, before walking away and into the next room. Scott's doey eyes came to meet my blue ones, as he wondered what doing with Derek. 

"Long day," I just spoke to Scott as he just agrees with me. 

"Scott! This isn't good!" Melissa yells as Scott went running to help with his injured father. I took my gaze to the door, to see that creature looking at me, it had no eyes, it was just pure darkness.

Like a void...