Summary: The town of
Beacon Hills hasn’t had the best luck since it was settled and it didn’t help
that it had become a beacon for the supernatural. The McCall pack…and Theo in
Stiles’ opinion wasn’t part of it…kept the town safe but who protects them?
Well the town legend does of course but who is she?
red riding hood!reader, Stiles Stilinski, Malia Tate/Hale, Lydia Martin, Scott McCall,
Liam Dunbar, Mason Hewitt (mentioned), and Sheriff Stilinski (mentioned)
Disclaimer: I do not
own Teen Wolf or the characters. I only own the Reader who happens to be based
off Red Riding Hood.
There was a legend in
the Beacon Hills County that for centuries a girl lived in the woods with a
purpose to protect the town. It was considered an honour to catch a glimpse of
the girl flying through the woods at an insane speed, she’d disappear almost like
into thin air. They nicknamed her Crimson after the dark red cape she wore with
the hood up and it flowed down to her calves.
Crimson however lived
in a tree house with two floors that went to the forest ground and cloaked from
eyes other than her family. Legend told that Crimson was born from a mother and
a storm giving her power and speed with just a hint of magic. She was born
stronger the alphas, more smart than an Argent hunter, and more fast than any
creature in the world. Little was known about her until that fateful day.
“Liam! Cover my
right!” Scott yelled shoving an Alpha back up.
“On it!” Liam yelled
roaring at the smallest Alpha in the pack. It was obvious that these Alphas
would need to be put down.
Theo, still not a
member of the pack, was fighting to keep Mason safe as they had been blind
sighted by the enemy. The chimera was trying to redeem himself in the eye of
the pack even though he knew he wouldn’t be welcomed into the pack at all.
Especially with Stiles in the pack.
The entire pack was
back for the summer from their first year of college coming together to reunite
but in typical Beacon Hills there was a threat. Once the True Alpha was out of
the town a lot of other supernatural creatures took the opportunity to try and
take the area for their own. Thankfully they were oblivious to the older
members returning for the summer months. Problem was that Stiles was working a
desk job under his father to get more experience and learn the paperwork, he
wasn’t happy about it.
exclaimed feeling the deep claw marks on her side.
“Malia! That’s the
shirt I loaned you!” Lydia exclaimed from behind Theo while using her banshee
scream to push the enemy away.
“I think it’s not the
time to fight about it!” Malia said ignoring the pain in her side to swipe at
the larger werewolf.
Next thing you know
Stiles shows up with the baseball bat only now relieved of his shift at the sheriff’s
department. It was a shock he hadn’t gotten out of working but the boy was
taking his serious for once in his life. Sheriff Stilinski had done a spit take
when his son stayed the entire shift on his first day with little complaining.
“Sorry I’m late. Got
held up at the office.” Stiles chuckled splitting the metal baseball bat in
half over the head of an alpha, “Well I didn’t expect that.”
“Run!” Scott growled
jumping in front of his best friends prepared to die for the town.
“Yup! That’s what I’m
doing!” Stiles yelled jogging to stand next to Mason and Lydia. He felt naked
without a bat in his hands, “We still on for coffee?”
Lydia sent a glare to
the boy before turning her attention back to the pack of alphas trying to
defeat the friends she considered family…and Theo. She would have made a snarky
comment towards her boyfriend but it was not the time to do so and she
literally could waste her breath on a stupid comment.
“Scott! What are we
going to do?” Theo yelled pushing his opponent further away from the clawless
“Keep fighting!” Scott
“We could sacrifice
the little shit.” Stiles said glaring at the newest member of the pack.
“I thought we were
over this!” Theo replied.
“You thought wrong-“
“NOT THE TIME!” Hayden
growled landing a nice swipe at her opponent that was her build and height.
something as the group was pushed closer together feeling the claustrophobia
and helplessness build up. They had won against hunters, Peter Hale,
Deucalion’s alphas, a nogistune, kanimas, chimeras, darachs, humans, hitmen,
dread doctors, the Wild Hunt and Nazi werewolves but they couldn’t beat these
“Weak.” The leader of
the alpha pack growled pushing his head closer to Lydia to take a breath in,
“Banshee…I ate the last one.”
hearing the voice huskily speak into her ear with a seducing checkpoint in mind
but she was strong. Everyone was beyond tired until two of the alphas were
thrown into a tree on the other side of the clearing.
Strutting out of the
woods slowly was a girl with her fist clenched and two fingers in front of her
face moving it around. Every time her fingers moved a different way the two
alphas erratically followed against their wishes. Her clothing was covered
mainly by a cloak a deep dark red that matched her lips without any problems.
Cloak on her head and boots on her feet the girl didn’t raise her head to meet
breathlessly said blinking at the newcomer.
Crimson pushed her
hand out as three more alphas ran at her only to be stopped in their running
positions with cries of outrage. Running strict orders the alphas abandoned the
McCall Pack to take care of the legendary supernatural protector. With swift
movements and few phrases falling from her red painted lips the werewolves were
incapacitated. Crimson to this point to pull an old fashioned dagger out of her
The dagger was special
with a button on the side of the handle to control the amount of wolvesbane
that went into the blade. It was specially made for your last lesion of
protecting Beacon Hills and the supernaturals there. Ignoring the words from
Scott she knelt by each body and stabbed her dagger into the enemies hearts and
digging them out.
“Wait!” Stiles called
as Crimson began to return, “You’re real?”
“Depends on if you
believe in magic.” Crimson’s careful words saturated in an unknown lilt
different from anything they had ever heard.
She was gone before
they could blink and once more a story joined the legend carefully constructed
to leave supernatural out of the mix. The only supernatural part of the edited story
was Crimson herself. Stiles was unbearably curious about the legendary cloaked
In that moment they
knew that the town was more protected than before, the question was why they
had never seen the girl before. Scott felt protected with her around keeping
them safe while they protected the town, the only thing he didn’t agree with
was the bodies on the ground. He would have tried to get them to see the good
instead of slaughtering them without a single thought about their potential.
“Well that’s something
I didn’t expect.” Theo stated, “Who is she?”
“……..See that’s the problem. you don’t care about getting hurt. But you know how I’ll feel? I’ll be davastated. And if you die I will literally go out of my freakin’ mind. You see, death dosn’t happen to you. It happens to E V E R Y O N Earound you. To all the pepole standing at your funeral trying to figure out how they’re gonna live the rest of their lives, now without you in it.”
Could you do a teen wolf pack imagine where the reader gets kicked out of the pack for a stupid reason, and then the next day she’s pulling up to school with her brother and they get in a terrible accident right outside of the high school and like the whole school including the pack witnesses it and everyone freaks out (especially the pack) thank you💓
A/N: I don’t know what exactly you were after so I hope this is ok xx remember if you ever want me to write anything, my inbox is always open <3
‘Just go for it’ you thought to yourself. Liam was stood at the opposite end of the corridor, sputtering his words to Hayden. He had promised you he’d work up the courage to ask her out but all that had happened so far was a short and awkward chat. You were getting frustrated. You knew Hayden liked Liam back and yet neither of them could see it. They were both blind.
You picked at your nails as you waited, listening intently to their conversation, or rather lack of one. You sighed, if you used your powers of mind control this would all be over in two seconds. You shook the thought out of your head. There was no way you were going to use your mind control on a friend, especially a member of the pack. You didn’t even know if your powers worked on other supernatural creatures, never having tried. The aggravation and curiosity build up inside you, seeping through every pore. ‘That’s it!’ you thought to yourself, strutting closer to Liam and Hayden. You stopped a few metres away from them, close enough for your powers to take their hold. You focused your mind on Liam, climbing inside his brain. Liam’s back tensed so his posture was rigid, you could see the vein in his upper arm throb as he tried to fight what was happening to him. Nevertheless, no matter how hard he fought, your powers maintained their hold.