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"𝘾𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙄'𝙫𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙚𝙩 𝙞𝙩 𝙚𝙣𝙙"

- ᶜᴼᴹᶠᴼᴿᵀᴬᴮᴸᴱ, ᴸᴬᵁᵛ

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Nyra's POV
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I DO NOT KNOW what shocked me more.

The way Deaton looked at me like he knows me or how he knows what type of supernatural creature I am.

I help Scott sit on a chair before sitting down next to him

"A Gamma wolf?" Scott asks confused.

I never bothered to look up what I was.

"Yes. A Gamma wolf is a very rare creature. They only reappear every 100 years. It's mostly due to the reappearance or potential of another rare type of werewolf. She's magnificent" Deaton says causing me to stand up.

Scott looks at him a little startled.

"How do you know that she's a... well she?" Scott asks while petting my head.

"The atmosphere she creates is different than a male, and a Gamma wolf is almost always a woman. She's supposed to be the protector of a pack. Like a Queen... Second in command but can lead too" Deaton says before glancing towards the dead hunter on the table.

"They're coming back so their isn't enough time to talk more" Deaton says to Scott while unraveling gauze.

"What is that?" Scott questions.

"Rubbing Alcohol. You don't want it to get infected do you?"

Scott shakes his head in response.

"You will heal the same, just not as quickly, because of Derek" Deaton says as he cleans Scott's wound.

"Okay. How do you know all this? Actually, how do you know anything?" Scott asks, while Deaton wraps the gauze around Scotts torso.

My ears perk up at the sound of a speeding vehicle.

"Its a longer story. What I can tell you, is that I know about your kind. Your kind... I can help" Deaton says before motioning towards the hunter on the table.

"This is something different"

"Do you know what did it?"

"No, but the Argents will. And this is the crucial part, they'll have some kind of record or book. It will have descriptions, histories, notations of all the things they've discovered"

"Uh, all of the things? How, many different things are there?" Scott asks, before a car door slams.

Deaton lifts a finger to his mouth.

"I know you may not want to reveal your identity but it's the only way you'll be able to hide from the hunters. In the closet, now" Deaton whispers as he hangs a towel around my neck.

I huff before nodding.

Deaton grabs Scotts shoulder and turns him around, facing away from me.

I quickly shift and wrap the towel around my bare body.

I saw a mirror and saw that my hair was a little Nappy and wet.

When Scott turns around, his jaw drops.

"Not now. C'mon" I say as I grab his hand and pull him in the crowded closet.

I hear a bell ring and footsteps.

The closet we were in was so crowded that it was kind of awkward Scott.

I was against the door while Scott had his back against the wall.

I could feel his hands brush against my hips.

I shut my eyes and controlled my breathing.

This is my sisters boyfriend for crying out loud.

I tried to focus on my dad and grandpa instead of Scott's touch.

"I'd you hadn't noticed, this body is one of ours" I hear my dad say slowly.

"I did, I also noticed the gunpowder residue on his finger tips. So don't assume that I'll be sawed by your philosophy questions" Deaton responds.

"He was only 24" my dad replies.

I remember him helping me train when I was younger.

"Killer come in all ages" Deaton says, cousin me to look down.

I've killed werewolves that weren't innocent but it still wasn't a good feeling.

"All ages, sizes, and shapes. It's the last one that concerns us" Gerard adds in. 

"How about you tell us what you found?"

"You see this cut? Precise, almost surgical but this isn't the wound that killed him. This had a more... interesting purpose"

"Relating to the spine?"

"That's right. Whatever made this cut, it's laced with a paralytic toxin potent enough to disable all motor functions. These are the cause of death. Notice the patter on each side."

"Five for each finger"

"Each claw"

"As you can see, it dug in, slashed upward, eviscerating the lungs and slicing through the bone of ribcage with ease."

"Have you ever seen anything like this before?"

"No"

"Any idea at all what killed him?"

"No"

"But I can tell you it's fast, remarkably strong, and has the capacity to render its victims essentially helpless within seconds"

After a while my dad and the other hunters carried the dead body to the vans.

Scott and I still stayed hidden until we couldn't hear the engine of the vans.

"What's a Gamma wolf?" I immediately question Deaton.

—-----

Scott and I are currently sitting in the mechanic's parking lot amongst an ambulance and multiple police cars.

Stiles texted us about a supernatural murder and the two of us drove right over after we picked up my stuff (so I could change).

Stiles opens the car door, sits down and runs a hand over his buzz cut .

"You okay?" I ask, shifting over so that I could sit between Scott and Stiles, despite sitting in the back.

"Barely," Stiles mutters before pausing so he could face us.

"You were right, it's not like you. It's eyes were reptilian." Stiles continues.

"Like a lizard?" Scott questions.

Stiles nods before responding.

"There's just something about them."

"What do you mean?" I ask, tilting my head.

"You know when you see your friend in a Halloween mask? And you feel like you know them, but you just can't figure out who it is?"

"Are you saying you know who it is?" Scott asks wide eyed.

Stiles shook his head.

"No but I think it new me." He says worryingly.

"You can go ahead and go if you want. I can take myself home. I need to get some answers from Deaton anyway," I say, with a smile.

I didn't wait for their replies.

I immediately walked towards the direction of the Animal clinic.

I need to learn more about Gamma Wolf's.

I just need to know if I have anything to worry about.

It didn't take me long to arrive at the clinic once I started to run.

I walk in as the door bell chimes.

"I've been expecting you" Deaton says, as he pats the dog laying on the table.

It was a cute juvenile German Shepard.

"How did you know that I'm a Gamma wolf?" I question.

"Well, you aren't the first one I have met. The last person I met that was a Gamma wolf was over 150 years old. She revealed to me everything there is to know about them. Like how you have far superior strength than an alpha. You have the ability to alter the laws of the supernatural if you try to." Deaton explains, applying a a splint on the German Shepard.

"Earlier, what did you mean that Gamma wolf's only reappear if their is another potential/another rare type of werewolf?" I say, curiously.

"Have you noticed something different about Scott? Think about his aura and his scent. Has it changed?" He smirks.

I pause and remember how different I feel around him.

I feel attracted to him, not sexually but as if he was a magnet and I was the other one.

"Yeah, I feel more powerful, and attracted to him but not in a romantic way." I say, furring my eyebrows.

"And when I saw him fighting Derek, his Aura changed. It was orange and kept flickering towards a type of red" I continue.

"Scott is the other rare werewolf. I believe that he has the potential to be a True Alpha. They are Alpha's that gain their status by having a pure heart of gold. Whenever he turns into an alpha, you will come running towards his side. Even if you're in another part of the country." Deaton responds as he puts the dog in a kennel.

"I should warn you that you have a lot of power which is only bestowed upon people with innocence radiating off their hearts. Someone who will do the right thing. Kind of like Scott. That is why both of your kind are connected" Deaton says, washing his hands on his sink.

"How did the Gamma wolf that you met, die?" I question.

I mean do I have to worry about some ancient enemy after my kind?

"She actually perished in the Hale fire... after being injected by Kate Argent" Deaton admits.

My eyes open in shock.

"Yellow wolfsbane will affect you the same way regular wolfsbane affects normal werewolves. So you do have a weakness" He points out.

"Good to know" I nod.

"We'll I should get going, but thank you for answering my questions" I say, before leaving.

I walk out the clinic before running to my house.

I was about to reach the door way until I felt a prick on the side of my arm.

I saw a tranquilizer dart filled with a yellow substance.

"Shit" I say before I collapse.

My vision blurs but I can see a silhouette walk towards me.

"Isobel?"

--------------------

"Just because you're compelled doesn't mean I can force you to come with me"

I stir and feel around before opening my eyes.

"What the hell" I mutter before launching myself out the car.

I saw Elena walking next to Isobel.

I walk towards them and push Elena behind me.

"I thought the yellow wolfsbane was supposed to keep you knocked out of a little while longer but, your kind are unpredictable," Isobel says.

I growl at her and was about to attack her but Elena grabbed my forearm and shook her head.

"Is that what happened. You were compelled to betray Katherine?" Elena questions.

"If I was I couldn't tell you" Isobel continues as she leads us down the cemetery.

"So you lied. You did find Klaus, didn't you. He knows where Nyra and I are. Are you taking us to him?" Elena responds, confusing me.

Isobel stops in front of a grave stone before crouching.

"What is this?" I question.

"My parents, your grandparents, they put it here when it became clear that the police weren't going to find my body. They visit every week, and they bring flowers, even though there's no one buried here. The Isobel they knew is dead. So maybe there's a part of me that's buried here, the--the human part. The part that I abandoned when I-- when I choose to become a vampire, the part that used to dream about the day that she'd know her daughters," Isobel says sadly.

"What?" Elena mutters.

"And instead you got to meet the other part... the part that would betray her own flesh and blood" Isobel finishes before her phone rings.

She grabs the phone and answers it.

"I have Katherine and the moonstone. Are the Doppelganger's safe?" I hear a male voice say.

"Yes" Isobel retorts.

"Then let them go"

"Let them go?"

"Klaus has everything he needs for now. He wants to talk with the young doppelganger. He's got some fascination for her. You're part is finished. You did what he compelled you to do" The man say, causing me to gape in shock.

"I'm done?" Isobel questions, in what sounds like relief.

"You're done"

Isobel then hangs up.

"Who was that?" I ask.

"I'm so sorry, Elena, Nyra... That I was such a disappointment. Nyra, I'm sorry that our first time meeting is short ," Isobel says softly.

She then rips off her necklace and starts to catch on fire.

Elena hugs me and I cover her eyes.

Isobel's screams fill the air.

I close my eyes and try to focus on something other than the smell of her burning corpse.

After a couple of minutes Elena let's go of me and walks up to Isobel's ashes.

In the midst of the leaves and ashes, was Isobel's daylight necklace.

Elena picks it up and puts it in her pocket.

"C'mon, we have to figure out how to get to the Boarding house"

==========

I was sitting next to Elena by the fire place.

She was fumbling with Isobel's necklace.

"Is that Isobel's?" Stefan asks, sitting in front of us.

"I never thought I would feel bad about her being dead, and yet..." Elena starts, but pauses.

"She was your mother" Stefan responds.

"Why would they let us go?" I speak up.

"Well anything that John told Isobel we have to assume Klaus knows, right? So he knows that Elena isn't going to turn herself into a vampire. He knows that we are keeping you both safe," Stefan says, putting everything together.

"He knows I'm not going to run," Elena realizes.

"I also over heard on Isobel's call. The person she was talking to said that he wanted to talk to me and that I was fascinating to him" I say, confused.

Stefan looks at me worried but confused.

"Which is why we need to take some precautions, 'cause we got played, all of us" Damon says, handing we and Elena a stack of papers.

"What's this?" Elena asks.

"It's the deed to our house. It's in Zach's name. As soon as you both sign it, it will be in your names" Stefan says, leaning against the sofa we were sitting on.

"You're giving us your house?" I respond in disbelief.

"Isobel had the right Idea with the safe house. You'll just have to stay here till it's over. That way you both can control who gets invited and who doesn't,"

"Although I'll be super pissed if you lock me out," Damon says, causing me to huff.

The sound of gasps fill the air and we all look over to see John sit up from the floor.

Huh, I never noticed that he was on the floor.

Damon vamp speeds and pushes John against the wall.

"I swear I had no idea what she was gonna do I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry" John gasps out.

I frown and shake my head.

"Damon, let him go" Elena says.

"He and I need to talk"

=====================

Yesterday John and Elena talked while I texted my parents what happened.

I also called Scott and explained that I was back In Mystic falls and that he needs to keep my secret safe.

"Thank you, Mr. Henry" Elena says sweetly as she opens the door for him to leave.

Stefan and Damon walked up to the door way but stopped.

"Oops, sorry" I say.

"We completely forgot" Elena pipes in.

Damon looks at Stefan annoyed.

"Stefan. Would you like to come inside our house?" Elena says with a smile.

"I would love to. Thank you" Stefan says as Elena and him walk into the parlor.

"What are we, 12?" Damon says sarcastically.

"One of us definitely is" I say, raising my eyebrows playfully.

"If I let you in, do you promise to obey the owners of this house?" I question.

"No"

"Seriously, Damon. You promised to listen to Elena. She's calling the shot's since it's her life on the line. No lies, no secret agendas" I say shaking my head sarcastically.

"Fine, Nyra. Sure" Damon fake smiles.

"Then please, come into my lovely abode" I say holding my arm out.

"Shut up" Damon says to a smirking Stefan.

I grab my backpack from the living room and meet up with Elena and Bonnie at the door.

"Wait, where are you going?" Stefan asks.

"To school" I say, in an 'obviously' tone.

"Huh? No no no. We didn't create a safe house for both of you to leave it." Damon says, walking towards us.

"Yeah, guys, Klaus is out there. We know that" Stefan backs him up.

"Yeah. But where? No one knows. Look I appreciate what you guys are doing and we'll be able to sleep at night knowing that we will be safe here, but we're not going to be prisoners" Elena says, as she puts on her sweater.

Stefan makes a face and I chuckle at him.

"Your way" Damon says with a fake smile.

"Don't worry, I'm ready. If he shows his face I can take him. I know how" Bonnie defends Elena.

"I'll be back up. I recently learned a couple of things about myself" I pipe in.

"The way I see it, being next to Bonnie and Nyra is the safest place I can be" Elena says, before grabbing her backpack and leading us out the front door.

"Wait I'm coming," Stefan says after scoffing.

=============

I sit down in the back and notice a flier on my desk.

Elena lifts one up and shows it to Stefan who shakes his head.

She shows it to Bonnie who nods causing me to chuckle.

Alaric walks in and I focus my attention on him.

"Hello, class. Ahem. What... are we learning today?" He says, flipping through a book.

"With the decade dance, we've been covering the sixties all week" Dana says smugly.

"Right" Alaric says quickly.

I raise an eyebrow but shake off the suspicious feeling that is crawling up my chest.

"The sixties" He says staring intensely at Elena.

He looks at her like if he hasn't seen her for a long time.

"The, uh, ahem, The sixties. I wish there was something good I could say about the sixties but... they actually kind of sucked. Except for the Beatles, they made it bearable. Uh, what else was there? The cuban missile thing, the-- we walked on the moon. There was Watergate" Alaric says, before I interrupted him.

"Watergate was actually in the seventies, Mr. Saltzman" I say, causing him to look at me with his eyebrows raised.

"Right. It all kind of mushes together up here, the sixties, seventies. Thank you, Nyra" Rick says, staring at me the same way he was looking at Elena.

I nod before looking down.

"Anything else?"