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“You’re One Of Them.”

 “ No. Better. Derek Hale, better.”

Pt.1 (first fanfic)sorry

 One mission: DON’T. FLIP. Which is Something quite hard to do when they bring your human sister in their supernatural problems, Scott and his pack each day test a nerve I didn't think possible. When I Inevitably turn into an evil spirit from hell they're going to ask “why?” my response “ Because you are making my life as difficult as supernaturally feasible.”

I guess I can't talk since she’s the one being drag I'm being held captive- literally pointed at gun point by a -kid name mat. That’s all I know, listen I had very little time doing my stalking and research. A little weak for a supernatural assassin .....a knight somewhat.

I lay paralyze beside Derek hale while my arm snakes around his neck  losing my grip the antique black dagger with gold imprints in the white handle. My face is covered by a black mask and dirty grey hood attach to my crop top, elbow high black fingerless gloves, a black mini slit skirt and grey to black cargo pants. 

“Who’s the new girl?” Mat questions. “We don’t know.” Scott answers, his eyebrows frowns at the same question. “ This is the one controlling him? This guy?” Derek’s tone stern and tired his face force to count the tiles on the celling. “Well Derek not everyone is lucky enough to be a big bad werewolf.” Maneuvering towards me,

he kneels down tilting his head, hovering over my back. Mat snatches off the hood leading to yanking a bed full of long twists in my hair with golden ring clips, my head bending back creating tight stinging tension in my neck. This time he slowly uncover my purple-bluish Rhine stones skull shaped mask which I need: when I talk my voice is 

disoriented on purpose causing my voice to be deeper than it is. “Don’t touch me.” He carries it to his face gently, 

squinting at the shinnying light that blinds him. “Are theses actual stones?” He swings his arm just to halt and softly place on the cushions of the chair. Stiles struggles despite Derek being In the way while Derek fails to look to the right of him, I lay my head to the right unable to get view of mat.  “Well, look at that it’s one of the hunter’s daughter. Argents’ always sticking their noses in places they don’t belong in.” My eyes rolls to the point I’m feeling it strongly as it happens in annoyance.

“Give me back my mask. It’s priceless.” He retaliates releasing all his power into his left leg deeply knocking the wind out of my lungs. “AGHHHHGH!” A sound of graveling 

rocks and tires meeting cement with each roll comes closer with a comforting cease. He leaves us to greet Scotts mom up front. “You never said you were a hunter?” His voice falters but not as if he’s going to cry, as if he’s accusing. I 

sigh beginning to shift my head in his direction causing Derek to meet my brown filled eyes, his heart beat I hear speeds as what I'm guessing he’s taken back for a moment, I don’t know why? He couldn’t possibly know “me”. 

“Focus on our situation stiles.” Derek slightly moves to my best friend, “Who’s she?” Irritation seeps through his voice. “Stiles please answer this question, are you hurt?” Silence fills the air beside hearing hesitation I'm out of patience and in need to hear stiles. “ I-.” “ STILES are you hurt?” I begin 

raising my voice. “ NO-no, m- my throat stings a bit.” Rasps exposes the dry throat announcing the abuse is quite real as I feel a deadly sensation rising and burning in me, I close my eyes starting to hold my breath as dangerous as I can. I’m intentionally suffocating myself for this purpose.

 I stare at my unconscious body then over at the wolf and my best friend. No heart beat or blood tracing in my veins, even sense of emotion. I still feel a heavy presence an ominous auto that darkens the scenery physically. as I can tell when the star bright lights flickers just when I passed 

through to the other side. A shadow of darkness over came my unsettling appearance as I see in my reflection, I move my head back and forth before viewing my appearance again. I look back at my normal self. Nothing out of the 

ordinary which is ....startling. Deafening shot rings out bringing me into my main priority in the first place. Hurriedly I scatter to the slick glossy floor flipping the dagger in my grasp, I Pierce through my shoulders watching as the red 

metallic stench oozing from my wound. The strong prickling pain lets out a scream returning me to my conscious state. Derek eyes advance to the said 

dagger causing him to flinch a bit. “ Hey, Hey. Ferris I heard a scream coming from your direction talk to me”. Stiles panics knowing that’s it’s useless to turn his 

head. “I-It’s ok sti...- it’s- I'm j- just relieving the toxin from my blood.” Since my chest is tighten hours of laying on my stomach and with metal in my skin cause my voice to sound haggard and sore, “ I think Derek is doing the same also.” A couple of 

minutes later I force my arms behind my shoulders quickly taking out the knife. I release a satisfying exhale of air. Lights now a void of darkness while glass shatters with the bullets putting holes in what’s ever in its path. “ Derek can you 

you move?” Bouncing up on my feet shifting my weight to my right so McCall doesn't shove me while rushing to help his best friend. “ Scott, Go. Don’t let 

stiles get shot.” He rolls his eyes as he goes to take cover with stiles. “ Those are hunters.” I spoke. “Really I'm sorry I couldn't hear over the gunshots firing at us... can you stop them? “ I’m adopted Hale, I don’t 

tell them everything. Especially what I am. Who I am.” His eyes glow a hypnotizing red color wiping out his claws then bending over to grab my mask. 

“ Ευχαριστώ.” Derek double takes with a frown. “What?” “I’m going to find the teen and then I'm going to show him around hell.” I pick up my dagger and 

exchange it for my colt revolver No.3, in white. I pull up my hood dragging the mask on my face. Covering hale’s back,“Lis-” A fist speeds towards my face to 

which I reacted fast enough to catch it not even a fraction of a second since I moved inches of Derek. I move the hand down a bit to see who thre- “Derek.” I scowl down on him menacingly into his soul, whereas my eyes from brown to whitish purple he’s feeling the smallest intimidation I hope he would. 

He takes his hand back pushing past me, I ran to the back in search for my best friend, I loaded my gun steadily observing everyones moves before making my 

own, I have to keep my pacing fast but calculated even now I'm dealing with a depressed teenager and a paralytic freak. I see Scott walking from what assume stiles safe place is. “ Where did you put him?” In a unpleasing tone. “ I 

don’t even know you, I don’t even know how you know stiles or how you somehow end up being Allison's sister but I do know this. I don’t trust you... however .....I'm willing to work with you though.” I nod my head starting to run with him in haste. When we rounded the corner, “ Allison.” Seems to me hunters came to 

play and his ex surprisingly showed up for the event. “Where’s Derek?” “What are you doing?” “ If you’re not going to tell me then get out of my way.” I want to say something but the second I add fuel to the very passionate flame she’s going to know too much, I'm not willing to make that an option.

She’s my teen younger sister, she’s angry, confuse, arrogant. She just lost her mother and she’s going to get someone killed better yet herself. I know what truly happened the second she wailed to me, confronted Derek hale.

He threatens me I threaten him. He slips cause of Scott interfering, but I'm not going to be the one to tell her, she’s going to be a knowledgeable hunter about it and seek the answers when she's ready.

I make a couple of steps before hand hidden in the back after Scott, I switch back to find Allison rolling my eyes in annoyance. I end up in the garage following her leisurely calm heartbeat, all beside that the atmosphere is freezing, nothing pining at the ear, the only  faint sound is the control breathes I take and the monster that is hunting my sister.

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[ h.m. ] little things i love (1/?)

summary: little stuff about being in a relationship with harvey mills lol.

ships: reader x harvey mills

warnings: lotsa fluff lol

character count: 1,151 / proofread: 0 / edited: 0

a/n: ok but idk?? just cute little imagines. its like 7:35 pm here but im just. tired wow. also im writing this for a friend if ‘talia’ is reading this i love u bye. also this isn’t proofread but ok. im lazy

OK BUT LEMME TELL YALL

HARVEY IS AN EXTREMELY CLINGY BOYFRIEND

like even when u just get up to get some food or water he always find a way to make u stay?

but anyway during breakfast harvey makes sure that no one eats his cereal but him he has this little exception for u

LOTS OF PDA (public display of affection)

like hand holding!! ALL THAT STUFF

and lOTS OF MUSICALLYS WITH MAX AND HIM

like wow. if u try scrolling through their page there’s like over 30 of them hHAh

extremely overprotective but in a good way!!

like no. don’t worry. he’s not the type of person to literally just pull you away from every boy

chill n o. he’s like, just protective

lots of surprise hugs!!

lots of cute gifts

like he even got u a few puppies aGHhHHgH MY HEArt

he’s just an idiot lol.

also being a popular muser even tho most of ur content is at their acc?? like you only have about 3 in ur actual musically acc but over 30 in harvey’s

and sometimes max gets mad but he does the same check out my other fic when i post it

ANYWAY these are just cute little things and idk if half of them are even true lol

i think i’ll make this a series okay bye!!