Teen Wolf meme ⇝ [½] villains ↪ Julia Baccari/Jennifer Blake We were the overlooked… the emissaries. It was a mistake Deucalion and the alphas should never have made, because I made an oath of my own. From virgins and warriors, from healers, philosophers, and guardians, to loan me their power so that I could teach these monsters that their monstrous actions would never be overlooked.
pressed my hand to the tub as I attempted to get comfortable, my head leaning
against it, as I kept my eyes closed and continuing my slumber. We had been
waiting all night and day for them to come back, but nothing. We were trying to
keep hope, but it was starting to look as if maybe… they weren’t going to come
back. In my sleep, I felt a single tear slide down my cheek. They couldn’t be
dead… they had to come back…
eyes fluttered open as I heard bubbling coming from the tubs before splashing
was heard. I quickly got up and watched as Allison, Stiles, and Scott all sat
up gasping for air.
saw it! I know where it is!” Scott cried out, stepping out of the tub.
passed it,” Stiles continued, getting out as well. I quickly helped him. “There
was this stump, this huge tree—well it’s not huge anymore it was cut down, but
it’s still big though, very big.”
was that night we were looking for the body,” Scott continued.
the same night you got bit by Peter,” Stiles added.
was there too,” Allison breathed out. “In the car with my mother, we almost hit
was me,” Scott said, turning to her. “You almost hit me.” Allison sighed out in
surprise before Scott turned back to all of us. “We can find it.”
turned over to my mom who crossed her arms and took in a deep breath.
guys were out a long time,” Isaac muttered.
long is a long time?” Stiles asked.
hours,” Deaton breathed out.
been in the water for sixteen hours?” Scott asked.
the full moon rises in less than four,” my mother added.
handed them towels and let them dry off before Scott turned to me.
you ready?” he asked. I bit my lower lip as I lowered my gaze, simply nodding.
Ready for what?” Stiles asked.
go back,” he simply replied.
Stiles argued back, his brows pulling together in anger. “You guys can’t go
made a deal with Deucalion,” Scott said.
“We made a deal,” I added for him.
anyone else think that sounds a lot like making a deal with the devil?” Stiles
asked, turning to face everybody.
does it matter anyway?” Isaac asked.
I still don’t think we can beat Jennifer without their help,” Scott replied.
trusts you more than anything, tell him he’s wrong,” Allison pleaded, facing
Deaton. “Tell them both!”
we already discussed this—”
doing it, mom. I have to.”
I’m not so sure your daughter and Scott are in the wrong,” Deaton stated.
Everyone’s eyes widened. “Circumstances like this sometimes require that you
align yourself with people you’d normally consider enemies.”
we’re going to trust him?” Isaac asked. “The guy that calls himself death
destroyer of worlds? We’re going to trust that guy?”
but you can use him to your advantage,” he continued. “Deucalion may be the
enemy, but he could also be the bait.”
We all suddenly jumped as
the door to clinic opened.
“I’m looking for Lydia,”
one of the twin’s voice called out. She immediately made her way out at the
sound of her name.
“What do you want?” she
“I need your help,” he
simply stated, recognizing it was Ethan. I attempted to make my way to the
door, but Stiles beat me to it.
“With what?” he asked
“Stopping my brother and
Kali,” Ethan continued. “From killing Derek.”
Everybody headed out
their own ways. Lydia went off with Ethan to try and stop Kali and Aiden, while
Isaac, Allison, and Scott, all headed to Allison’s house to look for something
the werewolves could try to use to catch a scent on their parents. Stiles and I
made our way to his house, where I quickly managed to change in his bathroom,
while he looked around his house. I slipped into my black skinny jeans and a
white V-neck t-shirt, before heading back out into Stiles’ living room, where
he waited while on the phone with Scott.
“Well what do you want me
to get?” he asked.
“Just grab anything,” I
heard Scott through the speaker of his phone.
“What about boxers?”
“Stiles, I’m not smelling
your dad’s boxers!”
“What about his socks?”
he asked, running into his Dad’s room and running back out with a pair of socks.
“Socks? Okay… I’ll smell
his socks,” Scott sighed. With that they hung up and Stiles looked over to
finally notice me.
“Hey,” he began, putting
his phone away.
“I have to go,” I
muttered, staring up at him.
“Do you have to?” he
asked. I grimaced as I walked a bit closer to him and grabbing my grey hoodie
off the couch.
“You’ve asked me this
about a million times, now,” I said with a slight smile. “The answer is not
going to change.”
“It could,” he muttered
with a grimace. “I just—I just don’t want you to get hurt.”
“We have to stop her, one
way or another,” I continued, “Either way, I have to go. Deucalion has been
waiting on me for a while now—”
“He can wait a little
longer,” he shrugged, putting his hands inside his jean pockets. I chuckled and
shook my head.
“I don’t think so.”
“Fine, will you at least
let me drive you there?” he asked. “Where—where is it again?”
“The middle of the
forest?” I smiled innocently.
“Alright, c’mon. I gotta
head that way anyways,” he said, grabbing a hold of his keys.
Stiles sped his way
through the vacant road. I looked up at the skies as I noticed the thunder and
lightning that began to flash across the cloudy night sky.
“This can’t be good,” I
He made a sharp turn into
the dirt pathway and continued his speeding. I grabbed onto my seatbelt a
little tighter, slightly panicking as I noticed the strong winds and fog
suddenly appear before us.
“Stiles,” I called out,
gulping slightly. “Slow down.”
“I’m trying to,” he
muttered, leaning forward and squinting, attempting to step on his breaks. My
breathing became uneven as I could no longer make out anything that was in
front of us.
“Stiles, look out!” I
cried out as I noticed a tree suddenly come into view. We both cried out before
he lost complete control and rammed into the tree.
Opening my eyes, I
groaned slightly as I felt the whiplash from the crash suddenly hit me. I
unbuckled myself and turned to Stiles, who was leaning against the door, passed
out, and the side of his head bleeding. Before I could reach out to him, I felt
a hand suddenly grip at my neck. Choking back, my eyes flickered onto Jennifer
who only smirked.
“Ah, ah, ah,” she shook
her head. “You’re coming with me.”
“STILES!” I cried out as
I felt the air suddenly lighten from around us. Before I knew it, I was yanked
out of the jeep and far from him…
Jennifer had managed to
come to a stop as we had reached an end, where she still held onto my neck
“What are you doing with
her?!” Derek cried out, stepping out from behind a tree.
“Doesn’t hurt to have a
third option,” she shrugged. “She can play the role of a single guardian and
lend me her power.”
“Let her go,” Derek growled.
“No, Derek, this has to
be done,” she continued angrily. “They must be stopped.” Jennifer paused as she
looked over to me. “Besides, I know she was Deucalion’s secret weapon… Well,
we’ll see how he feels if I borrow her.”
“She’s not human!” Derek
“She’s half and that’s
good enough with me,” Jennifer stated. “Don’t fight this Derek. I told you, if
you refuse to help me, then they will all die. Besides, I’m not borrowing her
because of what you think. Adelyn is far more important to Beacon Hills than
“You won’t get away with
this,” I managed to grumble through her grip.
“We’ll see about that,”
she smirked toward me, before turning to Derek. “Let’s go.”
He hesitated before he
followed after her.
We had made it to a shed
in the middle of nowhere, her grip on my throat not faltering as she finally
caught sight of Deucalion and Scott.
“Let her go!” Scott cried
out, attempting to step forward, but was stopped as he noticed Derek just
“What are you doing?” he
asked, his brows merging.
“Trying to help you,”
Derek simply answered.
“Hmmm, like brother
against brother,” Deucalion said rather amused. “How very… American this is.”
He paused as he stepped forward slightly. “I take it you decided to take
matters into your own hands and attempt to steal my secret weapon.” Jennifer’s
grip began to loosen as she stepped slightly back.
“Are you ready,
Jennifer?” Deucalion asked, putting up his cane. “Did you gather your herbs?
Pray to your ancient gods and your oak trees? Slit a baby’s throat perhaps?” He
paused as he took off his leather jacket. “Should we show them why you needed
to sacrifice nine innocent people just to face me?” My body began to shake as I
noticed him start to transform before my own eyes, taking in his demonic form,
the same demonic form I had seen in my visions countless of times before. “I
can’t say I’m surprised you attempted to steal Adelyn away from my pack,” he
continued, “however… I hate to disappoint, but she’s with me, aren’t you,
Adelyn?” I kept my silence as my body continued to shake, taking in his bloodshot
glowing red eyes. He growled loudly and I suddenly felt my own eyes glow,
almost as if his growl had activated my own powers.
Jennifer’s grip instantly
loosened completely as she crouched over in pain, her hand seeming burnt. I
dropped to the floor and Scott immediately rushed to my side, helping me up, as
the fight between Deucalion and Derek broke out. Jennifer immediately looked up
before making her way toward Deucalion and attempting to use her powers against
him, but they failed. Deucalion seemed to chuckle in satisfaction before he
grabbed a hold of both Derek and Jennifer by the throat, lifting them up for a
second, enjoying his strength, before letting them drop. Derek attempted to
take a swing, but was tossed away like a rag doll, hitting a pile of old, used
up tires and rolling onto the floor. Jennifer took her chance and began
charging at him, but he merely swung at her and caused her to fall back. Scott
and I stared in horror, watching as Derek struggled to get back on his feet. I
backed away slightly, Scott placing a protective arm before me as Deucalion
grabbed a hold of Jennifer and knelt her before us.
“Kill her,” he simply
stated in his deep, demonic voice, staring at us both. “Do it.” He growled
again as we both only stared at him. My eyes began their glow again and Scott
fell to the ground, his own werewolf form taking over.
“Now, kill her, both of
you,” he continued. I looked down as I noticed the electricity coursing through
my hands. “Your mother is dying, Scott. That storm you hear? She’s burying them
alive, it’s her connection to the telluric currents. Kill her and it ends!”
“It won’t end,” Jennifer
interceded. “Not with me. He’ll have you kill everyone you love. It’s what he
“They’re dying,” he
continued, his eyes flickering onto me and onto Scott. “Your mother, Scott. And
the parents of your best friends. Kill her now and it’s over. Become the alpha
you’re meant to be…” He turned to me. “Become the killer you’re meant to be.”
Scott stood himself up,
keeping his gaze on Deucalion.
“They’re not dead, yet,”
“Who’s going to save
them? Your friends?”
“My pack,” he simply
stated. I immediately reached out of my cylinder and it immediately turned to a
rod, twirling it in my hand as I finally stepped at Scott’s side, suddenly
feeling his confidence build up my own. Deucalion growled before charging his
way toward us, grabbing both our arms roughly, exposing Scott’s claws and the
electricity that coursed around my hands.
“Maybe you two just need
a little guidance,” he began, walking us toward Jennifer, who laid on the
floor. I shut my eyes for a second as I fought back my powers before looking up
once again. Scott turned to look at me as he nodded, I pressed my lips together
somehow understanding that he had a plan.
“I forgot to tell you
something,” he panted. “Something that Gerard told me. Deucalion isn’t always
blind…” My eyes flickered onto his other hand, which had managed to grab a hold
of something from his pock and immediately tossed it down to the ground.
Deucalion lost his grip as the blinding light shot out and caused all of us to
back away and shield ourselves from it. Deucalion began swinging aimlessly as
he couldn’t see a thing. Once the light wore off, I turned to Scott, who had
fallen to his knees, no longer wolfed up. I gasped and looked up as I noticed
the total lunar eclipse had finally started.
“The eclipse,” Deucalion
said in slight panic, no longer his demon wolf self. “It’s started.”
“And you’re all
powerless,” I muttered, staring at all three werewolves in their human form.
Scott looked down, searching for Jennifer, but she was nowhere to be found.
“Oh, no,” he gasped back.
“Where is she?” I asked
as Scott stepped forward, keeping his eyes at the entrance. I pulled my rod
before me, eyes glowing as I searched for her through the dust storm that was
taking place outside. I gasped as the horrendous creature from before made its
way toward us, she screeched and tossed Scott away from her. I stood my ground
and attempted to swing at her, but she merely dodged and grabbed me by the
neck. My brows pulled together as I felt my own power begin to grow. I grabbed
her arm and the electricity soon began to turn to fire, consuming her arm. She
cried out in pain and let go, giving me the opportunity to kick her away. I
twirled the rod in hand and immediately began taking swings at her, hitting her
sides and finally aiming for her feet and knocking her down.
“Let them go,” I
grumbled, putting my foot over her stomach and my rod just above her chest.
“All of them.” She glared up at me before she screeched and managed to kick me
off, causing me to fly back into Scott. He grabbed a hold of me, making sure I
was alright. I nodded as I raised a hand to my head. There was another angry
screech before she appeared before Deucalion, grabbing him and tossing him
around before pinning him to the ground and bashing his head against the
concrete floor, a pool of blood forming just beneath him.
“Jennifer!” Derek cried
out, attempting to stop her. She turned to him, panting in anger.
“He doesn’t know,” he
“Know what?!” She
“What you really look
like,” he continued. Scott kept his hands over my arms as we finally managed to
get back up. “He knows the cost of bringing Kali into his pack, but he’s never
seen the price you paid.”
“No,” she muttered,
looking down at Deucalion, “no he hasn’t.” She knelt over him and placed a hand
over his eyes. She closed her own and before we knew it, Deucalion began
screaming in pain. My brows merged as I watched carefully, somehow finding it
interesting how she was healing him.
“Turn to me,” she finally
said, taking her hand away from his eyes. “Turn around!” She demanded when he
wouldn’t. Deucalion gasped in fear, grunting as he tried to keep his eyes on
her, his vision completely healed. I blinked and suddenly the creature had
turned back to her normal self. She attempted to swing at him, but immediately
fell back, suddenly seeming weak. Derek ran to her and held onto her failing
“What is this?” she
asked, grunting in pain.
“Healing him made you
weak,” Derek explained, “just like healing Cora did to me. You won’t have your
strength for at least a few minutes.”
“Then you do it,” she
said, smiling weakly up at him. “Kill him.”
“No,” he simply replied.
Her smile faded and she began picking herself up again.
“Like my mother used to
say,” he began, grabbing a hold of her face. “I’m a predator. I don’t have to
be a killer.” His hand finally gripped at her throat and she gasped. “Let them
go!” he demanded. Her face twisted into anger before she pushed him back into
some crates, causing him to let go. She made her way up to him and began
slapping him before stopping and kneeling in front of him, seeming as if she
“Derek,” she whimpered,
shaking her head as she searched for something in his eyes, but he only looked
away from her. I kept my eyes on her as she finally turned her back to him and
began walking away. She came to a stop as he stood himself up, turning to him
the moment he decided to run at her. He grabbed a hold of her neck, but she
grabbed a hold of his shirt and began pushing him repeatedly against the wall.
I looked up at the night sky as it began to clear up, the eclipse finally
“Your fifteen minutes are
up,” Derek grumbled as his eyes began their glow, managing to push her off.
Jennifer fell to the floor for a second before quickly picking herself up.
Scott pushed me slightly to the side as he began running after her, but before
he could get close, she encircled herself in mountain ash.
“Like I told you, Derek,”
she began angrily. “Either you, the parents, or Adelyn. But since those plans
failed, I guess I’ll have to take the parents instead. In a few minutes,
they’ll be dead and I won’t need a lunar eclipse even to kill a demon wolf.”
Scott stepped forward and
placed his hands just before him, almost as if attempting to walk through the
barrier. Jennifer looked at him amused.
“You’ve tried this
before, Scott. I don’t remember you having much success,” she mocked. The blue
aura began to push back Scott, but he continued to force his way through. I
watched in amazement as his eyes began to glow, turning from a bright yellow to
a deep red. He stepped forward once and Jennifer’s eyes became scared for a
moment, stepping away from Scott. Another step and he managed to break through
the mountain ash, causing Jennifer to fall back with the impact. I sighed out a
sharp breath in amazement as I watched Jennifer scramble up in fear, staring up
“How did you do that?”
she asked shakily.
“I’m an alpha now,” he
simply stated in monotone. Deucalion stood himself up and I stepped forward,
closer to Scott. “Whatever you’re doing to cause the storm, make it stop. Or
I’ll kill you myself… I don’t care what it does to the color of my eyes—”
“It won’t change the
color of mine, so allow me,” Deucalion stated, stepping forward and clawing at
Jennifer’s throat. I gasped as her slashed up appearance returned and the same
Darach that had been after my friends, killing innocent people, now laid their
dying right before our eyes. We all sighed in relief as she finally fell back,
having given up. The storm outside finally died down.
I turned to Scott, who
pulled out his phone and began making a call.
“Scott?” I heard Stiles’ voice.
“Hey, are you okay?”
“Yeah, we’re okay. We’re
all okay,” Stiles said, his voice hinting that he was smiling. I sighed in
relief, taking in the good news. “What about you? Are you okay? Where’s Adelyn?
Is she okay?”
“Yeah, she’s right here,”
Scott replied, turning to me with a smile. I chuckled.
“Great… uh—well—do you
think you can come get us?” Stiles asked.
“Of course,” Scott said.
“Great—uh—” he paused,
“bring a ladder.” There was laughter in the background and I patted Scott on
“I’ll get right on it,” I
chuckled, making my way out to help them.
The days had passed by,
everything was resolved, and everything finally seemed at peace. I packed my
books into my backpack before heading out toward the kitchen.
“I’ll see you later,
mom!” I called out.
“Be careful out there,
daughter of mine,” she called out. “Tell the others I say hi!”
Making my way into the
school, I felt myself stop at the foot of the entrance, looking out into the
hallway as I watched my friends going on with their normal teenage lives. For
once, I could enjoy the same. I flinched as I felt Scott poke my side before I pulled
him in for a hug.
“What’s new with you and
Stiles?” he asked, winking at me. I blushed and pushed him off, attempting to
hide my smile.
“None of your business,”
“Are you two finally an
item?” Allison smirked, appearing next to me. I looked up as I saw Stiles
making his way toward us, waving.
“Uh, no—no… we’re just
really good friends,” I smiled. “And I’d like to keep it that way.”
“I hope for now!” Lydia
interceded. “Don’t rob me of my ship!”
“Maybe for now,” I
whispered, biting my lower lip, keeping my eyes on the handsome boy.
We all laughed and soon
began to make plans for lunch. I grinned as all my friends surrounded me,
talking away about everything else. My friends. My family. I finally had a
normal teenage life… well for the most part. I smirked as I felt my eyes glow their
silver for a split second before Stiles placed an arm over my shoulders this
time and I turned to him.
“So, I was thinking a
Star Wars weekend,” he began. “Movie night for the whole gang!” Scott laughed
as Allison and Lydia groaned.
“No! Stiles, can’t we
watch something else?!” Lydia cried out.
“As if you’re going to
watch,” I said, rolling my eyes with a teasing smile. “You’ll be too busy
making out with Aiden anyways!” We all laughed.
“Star Wars weekend, it
is!” Scott declared. Both Stiles and I cheered and laughed. I finally felt
happy. Everything felt right… Finally!
(A/N: Well there you guys have it! Hope you guys enjoyed my own twist to the series. I have decided that despite that I did lose readers, I’m gonna continue to post the rest of my seasons! So to those who have remained loyal, this one’s for you. You know who you are! And stay tuned for season 3B. Coming soon <3)
Eoin. Honestly, it isn’t an exaggeration to say that we were on the edges of our seat in anticipation of an app for Jennifer after posting her bio. The anon who was asking about her got us very excited - and while we don’t know whether that was you or not - we do know that the excitement ended up being very much justified. You seem to be exactly what we were looking for in terms of a roleplayer who understood Jennifer’s character beyond the superficial titles of ‘good’ and ‘evil’. Your thought-provoking answers to our app questions made her very human and carefully avoided any of the trappings of a typical stereotype. It’s clear that you took the time to do your research on our story and setting, and we love how you tied so many of these details into your application. We also enjoyed your headcanons, and how they added another very human layer to Jennifer Blake. One thing we intentionally left out of her bio was the casual vibe of human!Jen; her interests outside of magic and sacrifice, her pastimes, and the tone she uses in her day-to-day dealings with the world around her. You brought this side of her to life in your headcanons and in the sample app, and convinced us that you understand all sides of her character intimately well. Needless to say, we cannot wait to have her on our dash and get to interact with your Jen in person!
Eoin, thank you very much for applying. As for Jennifer…
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that you send to me. Also, since the
werewolf myths in Twilight and Teen Wolf differ we’re just going to pretend
that in both you have to get bitten by a werewolf to be turned into one for
Breaking up with Derek had
been the hardest decision you’d ever had to make. It was heart wrenching, but you weren’t going
to be one of those girls who stuck around with a cheating boyfriend. Your brother, Stiles, had been nervous to
tell you about the interactions he saw Derek having with Jennifer Blake. He knew how happy you were in your
relationship, but he couldn’t stand by and watch you be duped.
Following his confession
you quickly fled town to clear your head.
One of your close out of state friends, Jacob Black, offered for you to
come and spend some time with him and his dad up in Forks. You two had become pen pals back in
elementary school and just continued to keep in touch. When both of your lives became ensnared in
the supernatural, it was nice to have others to talk to.
You’d been in Forks for
about a week when it happened. You had
been out on a jog while Jacob was at a pack meeting. Earlier he had shown you a path in the woods
that you could use as a running path.
Your ear buds were blasting in your ears as you jogged, blocking out the
noise of your oncoming assailant. It
happened in a rush, and you still weren’t entirely sure what had occurred. One minute you were jogging, and the next a
sharp, searing pain was radiating from your side as you were knocked to the
Next thing you remember
you were waking up in the guest bedroom at Jacobs house with an ashen-faced
Stiles leaning over your bedside. “Jesus
Christ, you’re awake.” He sighed, slightly
startled by your sudden consciousness.
With a groan you shifted your position, trying to sit up. “I don’t think that’s such a good idea. You’re still healing.” Stiles muttered, trying to gently push your shoulders
back down onto the bed.
“Healing?” You repeated, twisting to lift up the side of
your running shirt and examining the skin beneath it. Where there should have been a large bite
wound, you found healed skin. Blood was
smeared around what would have been the edges of your injury, but other than
that and rips in your shirt there was no indication of the injury you had had.
“The bite turned you into
a werewolf.” A voice commented from the
doorway. Your head swiveled quickly in
surprise at Derek Hale standing in the doorway.
“What are you doing
here?” You demanded, the venom in your
voice surprising even yourself. Derek’s
shoulders sagged with a sigh as he shuffled into the small bedroom and took a
seat at one of the kitchen chairs by your bed.
“You were hurt.” He said by way of explanation. Stiles let out an awkward cough before
standing up, earning a dirty glare from Derek.
“I’ll go tell Jacob that
you woke up.” He offered, scuttling out
of the room to leave you on your own with Derek.
“Who told you I got
bit?” You asked, not wanting to fall
into awkward silence now that your brother was gone.
“Stiles. Jacob called him and then he called me.” You scoffed, the movement pulling at the new
skin on your side and making you wince in phantom pain. “Easy, Y/N.
It’s going to be tender for a few days.
Your body isn’t used to healing so quickly.”
Jennifer?” You asked quietly; looking
anywhere but at him in case you saw that he had feelings for her still. Derek groaned and dropped his head into his
hands before looking back up at you.
“I dropped everything,
drove thousands of miles, and broke almost every speeding limit that I know of
to get here because you were hurt and you want to ask me about her?”
He asked, exasperated. “When
Stiles told me that you got bit, it was like everything stopped. The only thing I cared about was getting here. What if you had rejected the bite? I don’t know what I would have done. Having the last things we said to each other
be during a fight would have killed me.
It’s you, Y/N. You’re the one that I want to be with.” He ranted, growing slightly angrier with each
finished sentence. You tried to find
something to say, your mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. At a loss of what else to do, you used
whatever strength you had to propel yourself out of the bed and towards
Derek. Wrapping your arms tightly around
his neck you crashed your lips onto his, taking him by surprise as he moved to
catch you before you fell onto the ground.
You poured every ounce of emotion you had into that kiss, trying to convey
to Derek just how much he meant to you.
He pulled away first, resting his forehead against yours before moving
to lay you back on the bed.
“Rest now. Tomorrow you’ll feel better and we can start
trying to train you then.” He stated,
smoothing your hair back from your head.
“I love you.” You murmured, relaxing against the mattress
and closing your eyes, smiling at the feel of his hand against your forehead.
“I love you too. Now sleep.”
He demanded, even though you could tell he was smiling as well. With that you let sleep overtake you once