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Before we begin heres some story info. If you don't like what you read, please don't flame. I do this for funzies. Idk yet if I'll continue this, I just got this idea in my head while writing my other fic and it wouldn't let me write anything else until I wrote the first chapter. Let me know what you think. I like what I have in my head so far, but fantasy-land isn't always as great as you want it to be when you write it out... I hope you enjoy!

So this story is going to be a bit creepy, and dark, but it IS NOT going to contain any sort of non-consensual sexual acts, that's not the way I do things peeps, so no worries on that front.

I do not own TW or the characters, just my effed up AU/AR. I love my Alternate Realities, as you may have noticed with my other fics. Also FYI, this is un-betaed, so all the mistakes/goofs/typos are mine.

TEEN WOLF AU: Teen She-Wolf

INFO: Season one takes place when Scott and Stiles enter College. Crazy Peter storyline happens the same. Derek always knew Cora was alive and she accompanied him back to Beacon Hills. Hale Family helped build BH back in the day, also founded the local college, where the pack attends school and Derek is on the board of directors. Derek becomes Alpha, forces Scott to join him, and turns Stiles, Jackson, Boyd, Isaac, and Danny. No Kanima story. Darach story happens, Boyd doesn't die; Ethan and Aiden join Derek when they are Betas again. Malia Tate is a born wolf, which joins the pack during Darach mess.

Pack Members - Wolves (in order they joined): Derek (Alpha), Cora, Scott, Stiles, Jackson, Isaac, Boyd, Danny, Malia, Ethan and Aiden

Pack Members – NonWolves : Allison (Hunter/Mate), Lydia (Banshee/Mate), Kira (?/Mate)

Pack Emissaries: Alan Deaton, Braeden Deaton (In Training)

Main Pairing: Derek/Erica

Background Pairings: Scott/Isaac/Allison, Cora/Stiles, Aiden/Lydia, Jackson/Kira, Danny/Ethan, Boyd/Malia

Teen She-Wolf: Chapter One

A young blonde woman ran from the restored Hale house in tears. She ran at a quick, almost inhuman pace into the forest, needing to put as much distance as possible between herself and her captors.

Her name was Erica Reyes. She was no one special. She was seventeen years old and a senior in high school. She was known as the school freak because of her epilepsy, she had no friends her age, she got good grades and got to take classes at the local college for credit. Right now she was extremely frightened and wanted the safety of home. She needed her mother to hold her tight and she needed her dad to tell her she was safe.

But at the moment she was being pursued by several people with glowing yellow and blue eyes, claiming to be werewolves. They were insane. She recognized most of them from the classes she took at Hale College. Never in a million years did she ever think they would be accomplices to her abduction.

She was surprised that the stress of the last ten minutes and the physical exertion hadn't caused a seizure. Waking up in an unfamiliar bedroom, in an unfamiliar house filled mostly with men, talking to each other about being werewolves and how their alpha finally had a mate was terrifying, realizing someone had changed her out of her hospital gown and into a male's clothes was also terrifying.

This afternoon she was laying on a gurney after being examined by Nurse McCall, waiting for her parents and the doctor to arrive. She had a seizure in school that day, right in the middle of economics, and it was mortifying. It had been her fault; she hadn't been taking her meds because of the side effects.

She had closed her eyes for a second, and when she opened them she was being wheeled down the hallway by an unseen stranger who told her to lay still when she began to freak out. He took her to the morgue and began to question her about her medication and her seizures, telling her he could make everything better. She wished he could make it better but there was no cure for epilepsy, the man was crazy if he thought otherwise.

He was beautiful, and if he hadn't been so damned creepy she could have developed a crush on him. But he had taken her to the morgue, questioned her, creeped her out with his gaze, and stroked her face fondly while smiling sinisterly. This guy was bad news; she did not need the red eyes and fangs to tell her that, she had figured that out before they made an appearance.

She was running out of breath, so she hid behind a large tree, listening to the sounds around her hoping her captors weren't gaining on her. While catching her breath, she cupped the bite marks at the base of her neck, another contribution to her running away. She remembered the beautiful monster's fangs coming toward her neck, those red eyes, but as soon as she felt the scrape of teeth on her skin she passed out.

Perhaps these people weren't actually crazy; perhaps they were werewolves. If they were, they were different than the man she met earlier, their eyes glowed yellow and blue when she had look back briefly and saw them all pouring out of the mansion. She had heard them talking about an alpha, and Mr. Creepy wasn't present so she assumed that the man she met earlier was this Alpha.

What did they want with her? Why did Alpha bite her? Was she one of them now? Why her? They were the only ones that could answer her questions, and she did not want to go back to them.

"Erica! We aren't going to hurt you!" A male voice yelled, from a distance away.

"Yeah Stilinski, like she'll believe that." A female voice said from a completely different direction. "She only just woke up in a strange place, in the middle of transition. She is not going to trust us. Boy did my big brother screw this up or what."

"Would you two shut up? Just go back to the house and bone already, we can find the new girl without you." Said another male voice from another direction. "I'm on the opposite side of the property and can smell the lust on the two of you."

She heard multiple voices; from multiple directions agree with the second male.

"Shut up Jackson, let's keep looking. Anyone have her sent?" the female said.

"Guys, if she's in transition, she has wolf hearing too." A third male said, "She can hear us discussing her."

"McCall's right. No discussing if you're close to finding her, howl if you got her." The female said.

"Hey Erica. We know you can hear us. My name is Stiles, we don't want to harm you. We all have been through the transformation, we just want to help."

Erica kept quiet. But listened to them, their conversation was answering her questions without having to be near them, and it calmed her a bit to have names.

"I'm Cora." The female said "You can talk back to us Erica, it won't make a difference in how quickly we find you."

"Hi." She whispered. "What is happening to me? Who are you people?"

"She Speaks!" Stiles said. "Your becoming a wolf, like us. Becoming apart of our pack. You're probably scared right now so you don't realize how awesome we are and how awesome you are by association."

A different female laughed. "Hi Erica, I'm Malia. Ignore Stiles."

"How many of you are out here?"

"Ten." The voice let everyone know she could hear them said. "There's more of us at the house, but Allison, Kira and Lydia aren't wolves and stayed behind in case Derek came back home before we got you back. I'm Scott by the way. Everyone should introduce themselves who hasn't."

"Jackson."

"Vernon, but my friends call me Boyd."

"Isaac."

"Danny."

"Ethan."

"Aiden."

"Hi. I'm Erica, but you knew that… who is Derek?"

"You've met him." Stiles said. "Moody dude, definition of a sourwolf, red Alpha eyes, those who don't know him may find him a bit…creepy."

"He bit me."

"Yes." Cora responded.

"Why?"

"It's best that you talk to him about that…" Scott said.

She was going to ask another question when she heard an angry howl…almost sounding like a roar coming from the direction she ran from.

"Oh, no Sour-Alpha is home." Stiles said.

"Everyone, clear the woods now." Scott said. "He's pissed steer clear of him."

"Erica." Malia said, only she was closer this time…she was standing a few yards away from Erica holding out her hand. She had curly brown hair, was petite and her eyes were electric blue. "It would be best if you came back with me, Derek is angry he will chase you down. He's known for not being nice about it too."

Erica weighed her options and stood up, walking toward Malia. She could keep running, but these people were wolves and could find her quickly. This Derek was an alpha and angry, she had no doubt he would find her faster than Malia had.

Malia howled as Erica took her hand. "That just let them know I found you and I'm on my way back, so Derek doesn't come looking." Malia told her. "Ready to run?"

"No." she said, but Malia started running and pulled her along so Erica had no choice to follow.

Soon they made it to the clearing she had just run from. Malia let go of her hand as soon as they got to the porch and ran past Mr. Creepy and into the house, where Erica heard the rest of the pack conversing.

She had no time to listen in because as soon as Malia was inside, Mr. Creepy…Derek was in front of her eyes red and pissed expression on his face.

"I am your alpha." He growled grabbing her, one arm encircling her waist drawing her close, the other hand caressing her face and lifting her gaze to his. "You do not run from me. Do you understand Erica?"

She nodded, her fear returning full force. He was frightening to be near; he radiated this intensity that made her unable to speak and the authority in his voice made her not want to disobey.

Then he did something unexpected. He kissed her.

She did not know how to respond. This was her first kiss and she was going on instinct in kissing back. She couldn't bring herself to enjoy it, she didn't know him, he turned her into a monster, and had basically kidnapped her. Was that supposed to make her want to kiss him? Did he kiss all the wolves?

He broke the kiss and pulled her into his chest, in a hug. She stood completely still, wishing this was some bizarre dream.

Things got more complicated as he stroked her hair and whispered. "My Mate."

That was when she passed out for the second time in twenty-four hours.