𝐌𝐄𝐗𝐈𝐂𝐎
It's immortality, my darling

ALEX placed her hands through her hair, moving her body seductively against a random boy. And even though she would've liked this long ago, she didn't now, but she had to blend it.

The pack of misfits were currently in Mexico, trying to find Derek who has been missing for days now.

As the guy gripped her waist with his sweaty hands, she spun around and hooked her arms around his neck. She leaned close and looked him in the eyes. "Keep dancing, smile, look like you're having fun, and don't scream." She lowered her mouth to his neck, her fangs extended, and she pierced them through his sensitive skin. He moaned, running his hands all over her, and pulled her closer to him.

"Eww." She extracted her fangs and stepped backwards, pushing him away from her. "I told you to have fun, but I didn't meant to have that much fun." She gestured to the dent in his pants where she knew his dick was hard. She scrunched up her nose in disgust, "as if!" She then stormed away from him, shaking her head.

She walked up to Kira and Malia who were dancing, their hands in each other's hair. Her disgusted still hasn't left, so when Malia and Kira looked at her, Kira asked, "Are you okay?" As Malia asked, "What happened? Do I have someone to maim?"

The now short-haired original smiled at Malia. Ever since she has gotten out of Eichen House, she and her have become best friends, sisters even. They both remind each other of each other, really, and she guessed that it's why they got along so well. People have even asked them if they were together because you don't see one without the other.

Malia always snuck into Alex's room at night which scares Melissa when she hears a loud thump in the middle of the night.

Oh, that's right.... Alex have moved in with Melissa and Scott. Not her idea, but she actually liked it there, it was as if they were a family. A dysfunctional family, but a family nonetheless.

"No, Malia." The blonde smiled at the girl she has deeply bonded with. "I think I can handle a hormonal douche who thinks he can get a hard on in the middle of getting drained of his blood..." She trailed off, just now realizing how weird that sounded. "Huh. I sound crazy."

"Yup." Malia smirked at her and Alex playfully slapped her on the butt before joining in on the dancing. "I love this," Malia stated, wrapping her arms around her, pulling her closer, giving Kira look her, basically being possessive over the blonde.

Alex smirked and wrapped her arms around Malia, sending a wink to Stiles as he walked off with Lydia trailing behind him. Before the strawberry blonde walked through the door, she looked back at the blonde, sending her a smile before walking off.

The original looked down, biting her lip. Ever since Lydia and her kissed, their relationship had changed. Alex started to take a liking to her, but it felt wrong 'cause she knew that she deeply cared for Stiles.

"What are you think about, A?" She looked up to Malia who stopped dancing and gazed down at her in confusion. "Is it Stiles?" She tilted her head. "Or is it Lydia? Personally, I think Lydia is pretty."

Alex looked shocked. "How did yo—" She cut herself off as she faintly heard the sound of a guns' safety being turned off. "It doesn't matter right now, we have bigger problems." She discreetly glanced around them, seeing three men approach them, one for each girl. But really, it would only take Alex to take them out.

The blonde smirked before speeding through the dancing crowd, taking their weapons, and got back to her rightful place without them even noticing that she was gone.

As they all looked to the girls, Alex held up their guns and knives before dropping them to the ground. She smirked once more before speeding around them again, this time, snapping their necks.

She knew Scott has a no killing rule, but she doesn't follow rules, she makes them.

Kira, Malia, and Alex then met up with Scott, and they ventured through the halls, trying to find Stiles and Lydia.

Soon, a scent hit Alex's nose, making her look around for the source. She glanced to the floor as Vervain and Wolfsbane came in the shape of fog. Quickly, she covered her mouth, but it was too late, something stung her neck, and hastily grabbed whatever it was to see that it was a dart.

Not any dart... A dart full of vervain.

She fell to the floor, blacking out.

SO, basically, the rest of the pack was locked in a room while they used Kira to 'torture' Scott and Lydia to find out who really took Derek. Apparently the culprit was Kate Argent, a woman the original has never personally met or heard of.

And now, here they are, in a car, catching up Scott and Braedon, the girl who apparently saved Isaac from the alpha twins, who was on a motorcycle.

She was leading them to an ancient church ground or something like that, but the jeep had a malfunction so they were left behind.

Alex didn't really know, she was barely listening due to her being full of Vervain and Wolfsbane, again.

"Are you sure, Stiles?" Alex asked him, hesitating as she held his wrist.

He nodded, smiling at her. "I trust you Alex, and you need to drink from someone who hasn't been pumped with Wolfsbane."

"Okay." She exhaled deeply before bringing up his wrist to her mouth. She extended her fangs and bit into his wrist. As she did so, she heard his intake of breath, and felt his pulse quicken which sent her vampire side on a frenzy. She sucked harder, feeling her eyes change color, and the veins to appear under her eyes. She closed her eyes and pressed his wrist closer to her mouth.

And then, quickly, she let go of his wrist and jumped back, wiping her mouth, ridding herself of any smeared blood.

"Alex." She looked up at Stiles with fearful eyes. She thought she hurt him and that he would never forgive her. "You didn't get enough, did you?" She shook her head at his question, looking down, biting her lip. "Here." He held out his bleeding wrist to me, but I shook her head. "Alex..."

"No, Stiles," she told him, "I can deal with what I took until I get home and get a blood bag." She smiled lightly. Melissa had gone as far as stealing blood bags from the hospital for her.

Alex really wished that Melissa was her real mom because she is a whole lot better than her original one.

"No." He shook his head at her, and went to step towards hers but she quickly bit into her wrist and forced it into his mouth. She held the back of his head and made sure that he swallowed her blood. "Yuck." He groaned, pushing her hand away from him. She smiled, looking down at his now healed wrist. "Seriously!?" He groaned, wiping his tongue with his hand.

"Stop." She chuckled, grabbing his hands to stop him from his wild antics. She leaned her forehead on his shoulder, laughing, not noticing the sad look Lydia gave them, or the look that Malia gave Lydia.

Later, they pulled up at the church as Braedon and Scott came out, carrying a young boy.

"Is that Derek!?" Malia exclaimed, looking at the young boy, confused.

"Sort of..."

Well, this just went down the shit hole.