Violet grinned as she danced around the apartment, her curls bouncing around with her.

A bottle of bourbon was held in her hand as the beat to the music vibrated the floor boards. A giggle escaped her lips as she dipped the lamp, a pout on her face.

But her fun came to end by no other than Peter Hale and the sour-wolf himself Derek. Her grin fell and the bourbon dropped to the floor as she sped into Derek's chest, the man groaned as she came into contact with him but instantly wrapped his arms around her tiny frame.

" Your okay?" He mumbled into her head, she nodded. He pulled away, Violet at arms length as he looked her over for any injuries that could of occurred during her time with the sociopath.

" I didn't harm her Derek. Give me a little credit." The Alpha rolled his eyes at his nephews protectiveness. " Unless.. do you count smothering her with a pillow harm?"

Derek growled his eyes flashing blue.  "Hey! Derek I'm okay. Better than okay actually." His eyes caught hers and they seemed brighter, more alive than they did before.

" What's he doing here anyway darling uncle?" She questioned walking away from her relatives and onto the couch, her heels perched on the edge of the table. " I thought you being the big bad Alpha was you know a secret." 

" Well darling niece." He mocked, the girl glared at the man. " I thought it was time for my nephew,
your cousin to join the plan."

" And what's that?" Derek asked a frown on his face as he watched the pair interact with each other. They seem to comfortable with each other, he thought.

" To be a huge failure and get himself killed." Violet answered, Peter growled but didn't say anything more.

" Will someone explain to me what's going on? Where have you been Violet? You just disappeared. Your family is worried." Derek tone held agitation as he looked at the girl with guilt and sadness in his eyes.

" My family is dead and rotting in the cemetery. The other half of my gene pool are hunters who will kill anything remotely supernatural so I don't think they give a rats ass about me."

But oh how wrong she was.

*

Chris Argent sat in his office as he held the wrinkled and faded picture in his hand. A tear fell as he muffled a sob with his fist.

She just disappeared, only leaving a note. His daughter is out there all alone and he can't even do anything about it. He knows, she knows about her adoption.

The Sheriff, Violets adoptive father came by with a sad look in his eyes and the crumpled note in his hands. The pair of men sat in the Argents kitchen for some time, the only disturbance being his wife making tea for the pair.

" Do you know where she went? Any family or friends she would of gone too?" Chris questioned the man who shook his head. " Anything at all?"

" I know she'll come back."

" How so? How could you possible know that?" Chris snapped his emotions and lack of sleep getting the better of him.

The Sheriff glared at the man, hatred flaring up inside. " Because Mr Argent she is my daughter. I know her better than anyone."

" Really?" The man nodded. " Well how about that your daughter is sleeping  with Jackson."

" No. Violet wouldn't do that. She wouldn't do that to her best friend."

" Or how about how the girl ditches school and goes to the woods to smoke up a joint? Huh?" The Sheriff had had enough of the Argents words and slammed his palms against the counter.

" I think it's time I leave. I have work, can't be late."

" Is work more important than finding my daughter?" Chris questioned not realising that instead of saying your he said my.

" Like I said my daughter will come home." The man told the hunter putting an emphasis on my.

Chris shook his head of the memory, not wanting to relive it again. " Chris. Hunny."

The man reluctantly tore his eyes away from the picture. His wife stood in the door with worried eyes. " Its time for dinner."

He nodded and went back to staring at the picture, his wife sighed in annoyance but left the room to leave her husband to stare at his bastard child.

**

" Your dead?" Derek questioned amused by their story.

" Dead yes but not dead, dead." Peter answered.

" What's the difference?" The sour wolf asked, a look of annoyance on his face. Violet rolled her eyes capturing the attention of the men who were talking about her like she was not there.

" Violet have something to add to the conversation?" Peter smirked knowing his niece was bored, the girl sent him smile.

" Derek. I'm dead. I drink blood to survive. I burn in the sun without the help of this." She points to her necklace. " I will be dead, dead."

" What your saying is that your a vampire.." Derek said not like the word on his tongue.

" And so much more." Peter finished earning frowns from the other two Hales. Violet hated that Peter knew so much more, she knew he was holding back and wasn't going to tell her anything until he wanted to tell her and even if he did it probably wasn't the fully story.

Violet scowled at the man. " Your boring me. Both of you. " She grabbed her jacket and walked over to the door.

" Where are you going? You know your not suppose to leave Violet." Peter stood up from his seat, his mouth in a thin line.

" Toodles." She answered and sped out the apartment before Peter could grab the Vervain filled syringe in his pocket.

**

Violet arrived at her best friends house, a grin on her face as it seemed she was throwing a party.

The former Stilinski walked up the drive and into the house that held various types of drunks and horny teenagers. Her grin fell when her eyes landed on her brother, Stiles.

The boy turned in her direction feeling as if though someone was staring at him only to find nothing. He shook his head in annoyance, he had hoped if he had come to this party that Violet would of appeared knowing she would never miss her best friends party.

And he wasn't the only one who thought that. Lydia, Violets best friend and Jackson; Violets secret lover thought that their lovable best friend and the love of their life would of appeared but it seems not.

That was until the strawberry blonde spotted the girl enter the yard, the teen girls eyes widened at the sight of the brunette.

Her hair was perfectly curled, she work a dress and boots with a cute jacket. Violet Stilinski looked hot, hotter than the host and that was unacceptable.

" Violet?" The brunette eyes captured the blonde who held a tight smile on her face. Violet knew that Lydia was fuming by the way she approached her best friend.

" Hey. You miss me?"

Lydia swallowed thickly noticing her best friends attitude but let it go, immediately pulling the girl into a hug. Violet took a sharp breath as the girl crushed her, the newly turned creature felt her throat ache at the sound of blood pumping through the queen bee.

Violet pulled away. " So having a party without me? How rude." The girl teased, a smirk on her face.

" It will never be a party if you weren't here. I'm glad you came but where did you disappear too? I mean you just left without a goodbye."

" Lydia it was three weeks. It's not like I was gone permanently but it seems that another has taken over my position in my absence." Violet eyes narrowed at Allison who was currently speaking to some random girl.

" Allison could never replace you Vi." Allison turned her head at the mention of her name, her eyes widening at the sight of Violet.

" Tell that to her." Violet snapped and left the room and a upset Lydia. Violet left the house, her hand on her chest not understanding why she just lashed out like that.

She didn't understand any of this. How was she suppose to? Who was she going to turn to in need? Her family or her real family? Her best friend who she betrayed by sleeping with her boyfriend or the boyfriend himself.

She let a small sob out as her emotions got the better of her. " Vi?"

The girl wiped away her tears and replaced her sadness with a smirk. Her eyes connected with his confused ones. " Jackson."

***

Their lips met as her body hit the wall of the house. They wanted to speak but they didn't know what to say instead they used their sexual frustration to do all the talking.

Violet bit his lip making him groan, she giggled but it turned into a moan as he attacked her neck. " Oh god." She breathed as she gripped his blonde hair.

" He can't help you now." He whispered in her ear, she rolled her eyes at his corny joke but pushed him against the wall. " Eager now are we?"

He was so entranced by her beauty that he didn't realise she used her supernatural ability to change positions. " Very."

But just like always they were interrupted by car headlights. Jackson groaned into her neck and looked up to find a man he wasn't expecting to see. " Mr Argent?"

Violet immediately removed herself from Jackson, her heart hammering in her chest. "Jackson." She whispered, the boy turned to the girl who had tears in her eyes.

" Vi?" He questioned confusion in his voice. Mr Argent turned his headlights off, his eyes widening at the girl.

" Violet?" The girl swallowed thickly, her emotions getting the better of her again. She could hear the blood pumping through their veins and it made her ache, it made her hungry.

Chris noticed her distress, he noticed how she became rigid at the sound of her name and how her tears fell.

Jacksons lust was wiped away and replaced with concern, he took a step closer to Violet who shook her head. " Please don't come near me."

Jackson didn't listen and as he got nearer, the girl growled and before anyone could even comprehend what had happened. Violet had her hand wrapped around Jacksons throat, his head hitting the wall they were just making out on.

The three didn't notice the two boys that came out of the party, Violet didn't realise her brother watched her in fear as she was cutting of Jacksons air supply.

The veins on her face appeared and all she wanted to do was tear out his jugular. " Oh my god! Violet?"

Her brothers voice rang through her ears, her head whipped towards him as her hand slipped from Jacksons throat. The boy slowly falling to the ground gasping for breath.

" Stiles?" Chris watched his daughter in sadness, the girl looked broken and now his heart was shattering at the sight of her brother cowering away from her.

Violet held out her hand but Stiles moved back making the girl stop and choke back a sob. " What are you?"

But before they all got an answer, she disappeared and once again Violet had the left her love ones with no explanation.

Chris clenched his fists. He didn't speak, he didn't even look at the Scott McCall or Stiles as they crouched over Jackson. He got into his car and drove away from the Martin house.

He was going to find her and when he did. He was never letting her go again.

***

She stumbled as her back hit a tree, sobs leaving her lips. Her sadness bouncing off the trees creating an echo.

" What is happening to me?" She asked herself. " Why am I always crying?"

After a few more moments of self pity, a laugh caught her attention and that's when she saw it. A camp fire and sat round it was two humans.

She licked her dry lips, a fire in her throat waiting to be soothed and before she knew it, she was latched onto one of their necks. The campers blood ran down her throat making her moan in ecstasy.

Their screams just like their sobs echoed off the trees capturing the attention of Peter and Derek.

" What was that?" Peter shrugged but when he smelt it, a smirk appeared on his face. " What?"

" I think our little Violet is having an all you can eat." Derek eyes widen and before Peter could continue, the sourwolf was out the door and in his car speeding down the road and towards his family.

She unlatched herself from camper number 1, she was to engrossed on draining the first one the other one had buggered off. " Fuck."

Dropping the body that landed on the floor with a thud. She sped in the direction of the human whose heart was hammering away like a woodpecker hammering against a tree.

She noticed that camper number 2 had found themselves outside the Hale house. The female camper quivered in fear as she approached the charred house not noticing the huntress standing before her as if though she appeared out of no where.

The girl screamed at the sight of the blood covered girl who held a mischievous smirk on her face. " Please don't hurt me."

Violet eyes were red, she was on a high and no matter what, the girl was going to die. Violet growled and pushed the girl against the wooden door, crisps of wood falling against the floor.

" Please." Violet didn't care, sinking her teeth into the campers neck, she felt the similar feeling of ecstasy bubble up inside of her.

The campers screams decreased and were replace with groans but before she could finish she was ripped away. The camper just like Jackson fell to the floor.

Violet lunged her fangs bared but the look in the pair of familiar eyes made her shut down and morph back into herself.

" Derek?" She squeaked, her eyes trained on his. Derek heart was hammering so hard in his chest, he thought it might of burst out of his chest cavity.

He took in her appearance, she was covered in blood, her lips quivered as her eyes now laid on the barely breathing girl.

" Oh my god." She rose her hand to her lips. " I killed someone. I killed someone. Oh my god Derek. Stiles already thinks I'm a monster, what is he going to think now?

And Jackson? I hurt him. I hurt Lydia and Chris Argent was there. He looked so disappointed in me, my father, a man I hardly know looked so disappointed. And it hurts, it hurts so much. I feel like my head is going to explode..."

Derek cut her off by pulling her into a hug, her cries muffled against his leather jacket. " Your not a monster Violet. Your just lost."

The girl didn't say anything, she just stared out into the darkness that was the woods.

***

Chris Argent drove and he drove but by five in the morning he was on the verge of giving up until he saw the infamous Hale car.

Chris growled underneath his breath and pulled alongside it capturing Derek's and a now cleaned up Violets attention.

But the pair smelt of gasoline as they had just burnt the bodies of Violets first kills. Derek rolled down his window an emotionless expression on his tired face.

" Yes?"

" I need to speak to Violet."

" Well Violet doesn't want to speak to you." Derek snapped back, his grip on the steering wheel tightening.

Chris glared at the wolf and if he wasn't related to his daughter or how he stuck to his code, he would of stuck an arrow through the Hales head with out blinking "Why don't we let Violet decide?"

Derek sighed as he turned to the girl who was staring out the window trying her hardest to block out their words but she knew the day would come were she would have to speak to her birth father.

The girl nodded, a triumphant grin appeared on Chris face but it disappeared as quickly as it appeared.

Derek nodded not liking his now cousins choice but pulled over onto the side of the road. Violet got out of the car, her jacket covering her bloodied dress.

Derek watched carefully as she got into the Argents car, the door clicking softly as she let out one of many sighs.

" Violet." The girl didn't meet his eyes but just stared out the window in front of her. " I'm sorry."

His words captured her attention, she immediately turned her head. Their eyes now connecting. " For what?" She croaked, her mouth dry from the crying.

" For leaving you when you needed me the most." He answered referring to when she was born. " I'm sorry I wasn't in your life. I'm sorry I missed your first steps, your first words, your first everything. I'm sorry I missed your cheerleading, track events.

I'm sorry that I missed birthdays, holidays. I'm sorry I missed everyday of your life because my god you have turned into a beautiful young girl and I couldn't be more proud."

Violet wanted to roll her eyes, not at his speech but at how the fact she was crying again.

" I'm sorry. I let you down. I let your mom down." The girl nodded as she watched his eyes gloss over and if it wasn't for Derek sitting a few meters away she would of hugged him but instead she grabbed his hand.

He sent her a small smile as her hands wrapped around his, the gesture feeling foreign. " I'm sorry you couldn't be in my life too." She said. " but I'm also glad you weren't because than I would of never of had Noah as my father or Stiles as my brother.

I wouldn't  change them for the world and it hurts knowing that you lived your life with your wife and child while I was here watching my mom die and my dad spiralling into alcoholism but your here now.

We can start fresh. What do you say? But full warning you I'm messed up as hell right now." She finished a lot of truth behind her words and Chris knew. He wanted to ask her about the party and Jackson but he didn't have it in his heart to ask.

" Deal." She smiled and grabbed a pen from his console and his hand, writing her number down.

" Call me. We can meet up for coffee." She told him as she got out the truck, she gave a small wave which he returned and got back into the previous car.

" You sure that was wise?" Derek questioned as he drove off not giving the Argent a second glance.

" Probably not but this way I'm gaining his trust and with that he'll tell me everything."

" And then what?"

" That's up to Peter." She told him.

" What do you mean?"

" Do you really think Peter is going to stop with the Argents? What happens once he's gotten his revenge and killed them. Do you really think he's going to let go of his sociopathic tendencies. Don't be dumb."

Derek was taken aback by her attitude and it only just occurred to him that Violet was two steps ahead of Peter.

" You planned this?" The girl didn't say anything but her silence was enough confirmation. " You went to the party knowing Chris would be there."

" For the past three weeks Derek I've been watching, waiting, calculating even. I've watched Allison be escorted to school with body guards, I've watched her  grow close with Lydia and Jackson. I watched as they planned that party trying to lure me out of hiding and it worked.

It would of failed if Stiles turned up at the wrong moment but he didn't. It worked perfectly." She said her voice becoming emotionless but he knew sadness cracked through.

" The things you said at the house. They weren't part of the plan. Those emotions you felt were unplanned and the guilt of killing someone overpowered you and everything that had happened before was hitting you like a bullet to the heart.

You may start acting like an emotionless manipulative bitch but don't think for a second I won't stop fighting for the real Violet. The Violet who feels, who has humanity."

" Humanity gets in the way. I think I remember you saying it once upon a time." She smiled, he shook his head in amusement.

" Who said I will start fighting now? After Peter is gone. That's when I'll begin. Your head is in the game right now Vi, I need that. I don't need you second guessing all the time."

" Deal." She smirked. " Now can we go home. I'm starting to smell."

***

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