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leviriley:
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“uh … ” he checked the time on his phone and looked back up at the girl. “like here? five minutes ago. in town? maybe seven minutes ago.” it was only then that he realized he was gonna need a place to stay. maybe she’d know a cheap hotel, or a landlord willing to look the other way until he got some actual income, and not just money he’d gotten for his birthday a couple weeks prior. “wait — really? holy shit. like a UFO?” levi started to walk toward the mess, but her question caught him off guard. “have we?” he stepped closer, looking her over more closely. “wait. oh my god. lorraine, right? what are you doing here?”
“yeah, or a secret government fighter jet. It was purple.” Kels responded rather half assed, still eyeing him as she tried to place where she’d seen him. Lorraine. Well fuck. She blanched, the night they met coming back to her. It had been a few days after her twentieth birthday, she’d convinced her brother to sneak them into a bar so she could people watch, hoard the jukebox. Lorraine had been one of what...six fake names she’d given that night? Of everyone to wander into town. —”Right, that’s...me. I sort of live here, for now.” A breeze shifts, the girl finally registering that — “You’re a wolf?” How the hell had she missed that? Three hard ciders, that was probably how.
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alicezhou:
closed starter. @hvntedmoons (Kelsey Caldwell)
As soon as Alice got the texts, she ran over to the Magnolia Inn to check on Kelsey. She had been trying to get the girl to live with her every since Kels arrived in town, but the little wolf could be stubborn. Alice didn’t like that Kelsey was living alone, in an unknown town and not even in a proper home, but whatever made the girl finally ask her seriously about their ‘underground bunker’ project left Alice worried. The Full Moon was over and Kelsey’s adaptation to Beacon Hills seemed to be going well. What was the kid trying to hide from now? Just minutes after the texts, Alice was knocking on her door. “I’m here, Kels. Are you alright?” If anything or anyone was putting the girl in danger, Alice wouldn’t let her out of sight.
[texts under read more]
Kelsey sat up in bed, wincing at the sound of the knock and hurrying over to unlock it and allow her in. The day had left her feeling raw, senses too heightened to be anything but painful and eyes dry and red from the tears she’d let out. Sending the text had been a panicked choice, and it now meant Alice could sense something was wrong. She owed the vampire the truth, and in reality all she wanted was for Alice to say it would all be okay. Because if she said it, willed it enough, maybe it might be. “Hey,” The wolf whispers, closing the door behind them and leaning back against it. She twists at her fingers, eyes studying them rather than her friend. “I- I have to tell you something. I don’t know what to do and Allison said to trust Scott and i’m starting to but i’m just — i’m scared, Alice.” But the vampire knew at least some of it, a story Kelsey had once whispered to her late into the night in those first few weeks away from home. “Do you remember that pack I told you about? My first ever assignment for my parents?” Do you remember how proud I said i’d felt, yet how easy they’d turned when I was suddenly a monster too?
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tarnishedargent:
“You were a little girl trying to make your parents happy… No one can fault you for that. You didn’t understand what you were being told to do.” She frowned, squeezing her shoulder. Closing her eyes, she sighed. “I don’t know her. She might be angry, or she might understand. But you need to tell her. For both of you to get closure on it.” She let her speak, sensing the pain she held inside her. The guilt and regret. Allison easily could’ve been looking at herself. “I promise you, Scott will never hold anything like this against you. You need to talk to him, and see if he’ll go with you. You can trust him, I promise. He hasn’t put a foot wrong yet.” She smiled sadly. “What’s your name? I can tell Derek you came by.”
“I should have. It never felt okay, not really.” Kelsey winces, knowing Allison is right. Kitty deserves the truth, deserves to know what happened to her family, or more so why it happened. Was she the problem? If Kelsey hadn’t been born would the Rayne pack still exist? It was an answer and question she couldn’t face, not yet. “Yeah he’s...nice.” Calling Scott McCall nice was a bit of an understatement. He was one of the kindest people she’d ever met. But that wasn’t what concerned her. Even if he forgave her for the awful things she aided in, how could she ever stay, knowing now what she did? Alice’s talks of pack, of belonging, it tasted bitter in her own mouth now. Her attention snapped back to Allison though, realizing she’d just cried to the poor woman without even mentioning her own name. “Kelsey. Caldwell, I guess.”
#kelsey — interactions.#kelsey — ft. allison#kelsey: spills her entire trauma#also kelsey: has not said her name#asdnkaks
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tarnishedargent:
Hearing how old she was at the time completely changed things, putting everything else into perspective, and she put her hand over her mouth. “Sweetheart… you were a child, you weren’t to blame for anything they did, it isn’t your fault. Not a single life they took.” She said softly, reaching out to cup her cheeks. She was older now, obviously, but all she could see right now was a little girl doing exactly what her parents told her to do and she teared up for her. And then hearing the girl was her sister, she closed her eyes. Her adopted parents were assholes. “I agree she deserves to know, but… I don’t want you talking to her by yourself. Do you have a friend that can go with you? Or Derek, Scott?”
“But I still helped Allison. I was proud they were letting me. I just wanted them to be proud of me—” Kelsey whispered, eyes scrunched shut to prevent tears. It was all so stupid now. They hated her, hated who she really was. They’d rather see her dead than a wolf. Why did she care still? “I — she’s gonna hate me. Or worse she’ll want me dead for what we did and I can’t blame her for that. We took....everything. For what? Nothing!” Asking Derek or Scott was why she’d come, but saying it aloud felt like a weight on her chest. “That’s why I came, I don’t have like...friends. But they’ve been helping me, Alice too. But what if they can’t do anything? They’re going to know what I did and hate me too I just ...” A sigh, defeated. “I didn’t want them to find out and realize I had no place here. I’m stuck in this town and I feel more like an Omega than I ever have before. Can you just tell me what to do? Please?”
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tarnishedargent:
She laughed sadly at that. “Yeah… it was those rules that killed my mother. It’s why me and my dad don’t live by the standard rules now.” Though she couldn’t say she hadn’t briefly considered it on her return. She was human, but she wasn’t exactly human like everyone else, either. Hearing that she had a hand in killing a pack though, and that a survivor was in town, she couldn’t help but frowning though. If there was an omega out there, it’d be best if Scott or Derek found them, in case they were dangerous. “What part did you play in it? Do they know that you’re here? Do they even know it was you?”
She winced, staring down at her hands. “I was nine. It was the first time they’d asked me to help, they said I was ready.” kels whispered, clearing her throat and looking back up. “I researched for them, where the pack might be, memorized names of members. That’s it, I didn’t go with them or anything, I was too small but wasn’t that enough? I-I met the girl. Kitty. She doesn’t know who I am. But I can’t live with this Allison, I have to tell her. What kind of monster am I if I don’t. She’s my ---” She chokes then, feeling like she’s going to be sick all over again. “That pack was run by my birth father. She’s my sister.”
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leviriley:
as he drove past the “welcome to beacon hills” sign, levi had no idea what he was leaving behind. how “enjoy your stay” was a demand, not a suggestion. he’d come here on a wing and a prayer, following the whispers on the wind that told him there were people like him here. werewolves. so in his mind, it made sense to check out the preserve. they’d probably be isolated, right? his old pack kept to themselves. but what he discovered did not scream ‘lycanthropes welcome!’ not even a little. “whoa!” he exclaimed, jogging towards the scorched earth. “this is totally not what the postcard looked like.” levi turnd around and saw someone standing nearby. “what happened?” // @trappedreblogs
She’d been on a run, trying to mark out the best path that wasn’t constant uphill. Kelsey may have enjoyed the exercise and way to clear her mind but the girl wasn’t a masochist. Her nosiness won out her original path though as she diverted, heading towards the clearing now charred and blackened and reeking of something old, evil. It made her nose itch, and she was lost in looking at what was either dry blood or wet ash when a voice startled her with his woah. “Holy crap when did you even get here?” Granted coldplay was currently blasting out of the one headphone dangling from her ear but still, how had she missed a whole ass person? “Uhm —” what was the appropriate cover for sacrifice? “A...thing, landed. Crash landed. Super wild.” Kelsey gave him her full attention, now a little confused. “Wait...have we .. met?”
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“No, I do not have the capacity to not be weird. Deal with it.” She smiled at Scott, never losing a chance to tease him. It was so cute to see him blush… But the teasing would have to wait, because now Alice was focusing on Kelsey. “Alright, Kels. You do it in your time, and when you feel safe, but don’t you ever think that it’s fair that anyone puts my safety before yours. What happened last night was a mess of an emergency, but, on any normal-ish day, you’re my priority, so you’re theirs, too.” She gave in, giving Kelsey’s hair another kiss.
The pack mentality was something Alice wasn’t sure if she fully understood, or something she could properly be a part of, but she understood family, loyalty and responsibility. She knew that Scott would get what she was saying, as he also he his own Kelseys - kids who were no longer literal kids, but would always be someone you look after, someone you’d protect with your life as if they were your own babies.
She paid close attention when Scott talked about the Beta. If he was related to Derek and Malia, and part of Scott’s pack, he was probably trustworthy, but what was that in the Alpha’s tone when he said ‘for the most part’? “He can be trusted as in, you’d trust him with my life?” She asked, slowly letting go of Kelsey to look Scott in the eyes. “Did he go there without telling you about it?” No way Scott would have told anyone to move Kelsey during a full moon. She could have gotten hurt physically, or even attacked someone, which would leave terrible emotional scars.
As the attention was turned on Scott, the werewolf realized he wished the ground could swallow him. Until he heard Kelsey mention the size of his pack. “Pack is pack, the size of it doesn’t matter,” he explained gently. “The choice is only yours to make,” he clarified… He could never use his status to dominate another into submission, not out of ego or arrogance, not out of malice. It wasn’t right. “And whatever you choose, I have your back,” he promised the werewolf with a genuine smile.
The more they spoke of Peter, the more Scott felt his stomach collapse into itself. He couldn’t help it. Peter had come through in the end, and for what Scott understood, he was trying to be there for Malia… And then he left. Now he was back and throwing compliments behind his back and then showed up with Malia for the rescuing of their packmates and Henrik? What had happened to Peter Hale while he’d been gone? Yet, his hope was quiet… Instead, Scott felt suddenly tense.
There are wounds that may never heal, others take forever to do so.
“He hasn’t won that status yet,” Scott said as he raised his chin to look at Alice and Kelsey. “He’s an Omega of my pack,” he corrected as his arms crossed over his chest. At Alice’s question, Scott sighed softly. “I didn’t even know he was back in town till we went to get you all,” he admitted with shame. “I’ll speak to him,” he added quickly, looking into Alice’s gaze, knowing it would probably not stop her from giving him a piece of her mind anyways… She was rather protective of Kelsey, after all. “He wouldn’t had harmed you,” Scott told Kelsey, but deep down inside…. Scott wasn’t too sure if he was telling the truth–the same feeling he had around Theo. “He was most likely trying to do me a favor to win graces.”
There are wounds that may never heal, others take forever to do so.
Kelsey watched the two elders go back and forth, wincing at the words. She’d only been here with Alice for less than five minutes and she was causing problems. She placed her hand on the vampire’s arm, tugging her attention over to her. “It’s fine, Alice. I promise. He wasn’t mean or scary or anything. He was just... new. I didn’t expect anyone else besides Scott or Derek so my wolf freaked a little. Please don’t be mad at Scott, he didn’t know either.”
She turned back to Scott then, smiling. “Well, he brought me water and told me what was going on so, I guess he did alright. I was okay last night, thanks to you and Alice making sure I had somewhere I could turn without fear. So thanks, both of you. Everything may be kind of super crappy right now but last night...I didn’t think i’d make it through a moon here in Beacon Hills. So that alone was enough.”
Her words took a turn though, glancing between them once more. “I do want to know everything though. No kiddie gloves, no hiding for my benefit. What-- what happened? I know you’re okay now but for a while it really didn’t sound like you would be.” I thought you were gone, you’d never be back. Please tell me how wrong I was. @alicezhou
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it sure was a good thing that alaric had put him in touch with other hunters over the years, because the man certainly never said jack shit about demons. he was studying what he’d copied down years ago into one of his journals, trying to determine why the existence of demons was such a surprise. clearly there were no limits. “okay.” he closed the book with a laugh, appreciating her charades attempt. “okay, wow. first of all, i never watched buffy. i was too busy living it.” jer waved the journal in the way, slipping it underneath the register for the time being. “second, as soon as i figure out how to smite one, i’ll be sure to let you know.” demons. the fuck? what was next, angels?
Kelsey wrinkled her nose at the lack of teaching promise, propping an elbow on the counter. “Wait, you have nothing? No secret hunter society dedicated to demons? I watched like, two whole episodes of Supernatural at the library today, and I already feel like i’ve upped my game. Salt, holy water, those little witchy star symbols on the floor. Does this make me the demon expert now? Do I get to be the authority on demons?” Pausing, she lowered her voice, glancing around. “Wait, is your boss like, here? He kinda gives me the heebies.”
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The corners of Derek’s lips lifted slightly when Kelsey dismissed the state of the room, offering her a nod. It wasn’t the first time the Beta had heard the sentiment; the young wolf was far too preoccupied about not hurting other people to put any importance in what she’d gone through, not wanting to attract attention to her own well-being. But Derek understood well the ordeal that was an uncontrollable shift, both as the one experiencing it and the one assisting. ”This room has seen a lot of shifts in the past,“ he commented, brow furrowing. "It wasn’t in the best shape to begin with.” A reassurance, for her sake.
Derek sensed the relief that washed over Kelsey when he spoke of Alice, glad that after the night the girl had, she could at least have some good news to hold onto. That was, of course, until she was forced to find out about the reality all of them would now have to live with. Demons were among them, and the wolf doubted they had come with the intention of making friends. When Kelsey asked about him, Derek’s expression softened, shaking his head. “I’m fine,” he assured her. He decided to leave it at that, the yawn that accompanied her words enough of an intensive to not go into details.
Kelsey deserved a few hours of rest first.
Why are you sorry? Kelsey didn’t understand, and Derek couldn’t blame her for it. She hadn’t spent most of her life as a wolf, she hadn’t been raised within their community, having no way of fully understanding the impact leaving a werewolf alone when they didn’t have control actually had. She wasn’t pack, the older wolf understood that, but she was still under the Pack’s care. When Derek looked at her, all he could see was Erica, Boyd, Isaac. And just the mere thought of one them having to go through a shift alone…
We haven’t done enough. “No matter the circumstances, you shouldn’t have been left alone.” Derek didn’t want her sympathy, he didn’t want Kelsey to forgive him or anything like that. He just wanted her to know, he needed her to know. “It won’t happen again.” A promise he wasn’t sure he could keep, but one he’d do everything in his power to do so.
The Beta rose to his feet, offering the younger wolf a hand. “Where are you staying?”
His pack was okay, and he was okay, and Alice was safe. It was enough to drain the last few bits of adrenaline from her body, the girl allowing herself to give in to the ache in her bones, the exhaustion seeping from every atom. “Good, good. That — that was scary. 0/10 would not recommend repeating.” She was rambling now, filter a bit too loose for her own good. “I can see her in the morning? Because she’ll say she sleeps but she won’t actually sleep she’ll try to go bake or see the shop or something and if she was really fighting someone has to make her sleep, Derek.” Hopefully Scott, but she would believe it only with her own two eyes.
At his words she glanced over, biting her lip. It left no room for debate, that tone. Neither he or Scott or Alice would let her be alone. It should have felt good, knowing there were people who cared about her safety, her turns. But all it did was trigger that little fear in the back of her head, wondering if that would change and if so, when it would. What if they just knew people needed to be protected from the young reckless little wolf?
“Okay, okay. Understood.” Kels replied softly, taking the offered hand and rising to her feet. Once there she paused, making sure her balance was there and when she didn’t topple over, smiled in happiness. She spoke as she glanced around, reaching down for her duffle bag that she’d hidden under a blanket. “I’m at Magnolia? The inn. Hey can you grab those chains in the corner? I borrowed them from this guy and they’re like, seriously heavy.”
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the politics of a hospital, in melissa’s opinion, sucked. there’s a system and while it often worked it left certain people waiting and still very much in need. the girl? when melissa read the short file of what happened, she felt bad. “hello! my name is melissa.” she greeted with a soft and warm smile. “i heard you had a run in with a drunk guy earlier. would you mind if i check you out? i can even do sutures if you need them.” and hopefully, with a bit of good luck, get her out of here. she knew being in the hospital wasn’t on anyone’s bucket list. “did you manage to get a hold of anyone? i noticed you hadn’t put anyone down for your emergency contact.” the poor thing. she looked pale and, well, kind of lonely. the thought isn’t something that sits well with melissa.
“I didn’t wanna call anyone, I didn’t think i’d be here long.” Kelsey admits, taking a deep sigh before pasting a smile on her face. She used to lie through her teeth on the road, it was time to do it again. “I’m really sorry m’am, no one would let me leave even though I told them most of the blood wasn’t mine. It was just a scratch, probably doesn’t even need a bandaid. I’m really sorry they wasted your time though.” She knew what the woman would see if she pulled at the towel, skin a little red, maybe a faint line of scar yet to heal completely but, no open wound gushing blood.
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“It wouldn’t be worth it. I’ve seen it and felt worse. It hurts like hell, and it’s terrifying.” She thought she’d be blunt, even though the girl was upset, wanting to dissuade her from considering it was a solution. But then she was asking about whether she’d done unforgivable things as a hunter, and she looked down, closing her eyes. It’d been a long time since she’d thought about that.
“… My mother died and my grandfather used it to manipulate me. Used my grief to make me go after the pack that were… linked to her death.” Quickly she shook her head. “Not… linked, that’s… it’s complicated.” She swallowed hard, a hand stroking over Derek’s coffee table, feeling the irony that it was here she was telling the story. Thinking back, she couldn’t even be sure if that note had all been written by her at all. “I was a… horrible, ugly person, and I screwed up. So yeah… Yeah, in a way, I guess I have.”
Kelsey let her weight sink back against the door, hands fisting in an attempt to control her emotions. Allison’s words as awful as they were, were a comfort. Maybe everyone had the capability to do bad things. “My parents....my adopted parents, They’re hunters too. But then suddenly I was a wolf and well... you know the rules. It’s how I met your dad, he helped me once when I ran. But before that they -- uhm, we I guess. We wiped out an entire pack for some stuff but it turns out the reasons... they were a lie. And that was something I had to live with but someone from that pack is here in town, they survived.” Her voice cracked, throat raw. “I-I just don’t know what to do. I can’t run, but what do I do?”
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You were dead.
Allison tensed up at the bluntness of the other, opening her mouth to ask who she was talking about, but knowing she knew her dad, she closed her eyes. “… I’m Allison Argent.” She said softly, confirming what she was sure she already knew. While part of her wanted to beg her to not tell her dad, she wanted to deal with what was upsetting her first. “No, if you’re a wolf, you can’t leave. You’d burn up and hallucinate. It’s… not pleasant. I’m sorry.” She sighed. “Do you need protecting from someone? What’s going on?”
The confirmation was enough to give her pause, a bit confused. So she was Allison, and very much not dead. But the way her dad and Scott spoke about her...she was supposed to be one of the good ones. And she’d been a hunter too. Biting her lip, the wolf glanced away. “That might be worth it. I think if I stayed i’d end up worse. Have you ever... you guys were hunters. Did you ever do bad things? Something that seems unforgivable?” She glanced back at the woman, shrugging and trying to keep the tears from returning. “I found some stuff out and I really, really messed up.”
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“Sorry…. My name’s Allison. I live in Derek’s building, I was just returning a book, it’s okay. I’m not going to hurt you, I promise…” She frowned, holding up her hands in surrender, not wanting this girl to bolt when she looked so vulnerable. Derek mentioned that Scott sometimes sent new wolves to him so they could stay in the building, so she thought maybe this was one of them. “I’m friends with the pack, if that helps? Me and Scott are close too. I’m not going to hurt you, I just wanna help you if I can.”
Kelsey took a moment to study her, confused. Allison, who was friends with Derek and close to Scott and while Kelsey had heard of the girl.. “He told me you were dead.” She spits out, rather abruptly but can’t find it in herself to care. “Your dad, I mean. He said you were dead. If you’re that Allison.” The way they’d spoken of her had made her seem like a hero. Kelsey didn’t know much about heroes. But the girl seemed nice enough, for a zombie or whatever this was. “I just..I needed Scott or Derek. I have to leave, but I can’t.”
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Kelsey sat in the small examination room, clutching her phone tightly in one hand and contemplated calling Alice. She’d fucked up, some drunk guy was hassling a girl outside the bar as she walked by and she’d tried to help. He’d had a knife, and the cut across her forearm had bled something fierce. But the girl who’d ran had called for help, and suddenly there were too many damn witnesses and a concerned citizen driving her here. She’d kept a towel clutched to her arm, refusing to let people glance at it because it ‘hurt too much’. And now the doctor was gonna come in and see that her arm had practically stopped its bleeding, and she was going to be super, super screwed. Did anyone in the hospital know about people like her? Kelsey was mid panic when the door opened, face paling. “Uhm — hi.” | @pckmcm
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tarnishedargent:
Allison knew that Derek at work, but she needed to return one of Talia’s journals. After heading along to the loft and pushing the door open, she got distracted flicking through a few reference books he had on the coffee table, careful not to lose his place. Frowning as she heard a fist beating on the door, a desperate voice calling out for help, she hurried over to the door.
“Hey um… Derek’s at work, I can walk you over there? Or maybe I can help some way?” She asked, biting her lip. The other looked like she’d been running, so Allison rushed over to the sink, getting her a glass of water.
Eyes widening, she took a step back until her back was pressed to the now closed door unsure. “Who are you? Why are you in Derek’s loft?” Was she like, his girlfriend? He’d never mentioned one, but there was still plenty of the McCall pack she hadn’t even laid eyes on. But the wolf felt exposed, all too aware of the tears drying on her cheeks, the way she felt like she could shake apart at any second. Derek was at work. Which meant Scott probably was too, just like Alice. She couldn’t ask them to come, not now. “No, no. T-that’s okay. I should probably just go, can you maybe just let him know I stopped by and that i’m sorry?”
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Kelsey fought to catch her breath, knowing one of the wolves could probably hear it and she sounded terrified. But she was terrified, she’d ran across town from the inn to his loft far faster than she probably should have allowed. She needed help, whether it be Derek or Scott or anyone who could help her hide, even if it meant they knew the truth about what she’d done.
She didn’t want to think about the looks on their faces when she proved she didn’t belong.
Taking the stairs two at a time, the omega skidded down the hall and almost crashed into his door, fist knocking over and over on it’s surface. “Derek? Are you here?” Please be here. | @tarnishedargent
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