Okay guys, here's my new story with my OC, Tyler Hoyt. I'm starting this at the beginning of 4x01, simply because I can't be bothered to write from the point he joined the gang, (start of 3B). So I thought I'd give you a little bit of background information, enjoy!

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Before joining the gang, Tyler lived in Chicago with his mother, father and younger sister. He attended high school as a junior; the captaincy of his lacrosse team was the only thing that kept him going back.

As if out of the blue, Tyler started noticing new things happening to him. He could hear things that were too far away, smell things in so much depth that it should be impossible, and the anger, the anger was always there. He managed to get by for a few weeks, until the incident.

One night, after an impressive victory in the championships, the team held a party, where Tyler had reluctantly agreed to go with long time crush, Rachel Hall. After far too much alcohol, and several attempts to sneak away from the main crowd, the pair finally found themselves alone. They commenced in an intense make-out session, where things may have lead to more if Tyler hadn't noticed claws growing out of his fingertips. Jumping backwards, the girl followed his stare to the razor sharp claws, and started to panic. She began screaming for help, scrambling at the door handle, until a firm hand pressed it shut, denying her the chance to escape. She turned slowly, shaking with fear, as something part man, part wolf jumped at her. The next few moments were a blur of flesh, blood and guts.

Following the aftermath of Rachel's murder, Tyler fled town, not saying a word to his parents, or his sister. He was afraid; he was losing control to the beast inside. He spent several months hopping from pack to pack, trying to find a mentor, a family that could teach him to control his ways. After a mounting pile of failed attempts, Tyler caught the whisper of a true alpha in a town named Beacon Hills, a werewolf named Scott McCall.

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So... That is Tyler's rather gruesome start as a werewolf, and carrying all that baggage with him he headed to Beacon Hills and joined Scott's pack, soon realising that Scott was the alpha for him. He helped the pack fight against the Nogitsune and the Oni, unable to stop the losses of Allison and Aiden.

As you may have guessed, Tyler will be paired with the one and only coyote, Malia, throughout the story. He wasn't in Eichen House, but we're gonna imagine that Stiles and Malia didn't get busy, just to make it easier ;)

The two have bonded over the two month gap between 3B and Season 4, so much that you could say they are in an unofficial sort of relationship. Tyler helps Malia in controlling her inner coyote, whilst Scott teaches her how to best use her powers and Stiles, Lydia and Kira handle the social side of things in that respect.

So I believe that that is all I need to say for now... If there's any back story that you think I may need to go over, then by all means hit me up in the reviews section. Here we go!

The crowd were so loud behind me, it nearly drove me crazy. The pure mix of voices, the buzzing sound from the music, and the occasional screams and moans of sexually driven people were going to make my head implode. I sat at the bar in the corner of the room, avoiding the most of the drunken crowd that Malia and Kira were somewhere in the middle. Pulling me out of my thoughts, Stiles and Lydia appeared at the other end of the bar, the awkward boy gave me a quick side-glance, signalling for me to go and find the girls.

As I manoeuvred through a group of dancers, I spotted Malia in the distance, standing in her own space, casually bobbing along to the beat of the music. I also noticed a group of men, a few feet away from her, all staring in her direction, until the one of them made a move towards her.

Quickly placing myself between them and her, I held the first guy back, placing a firm hand on his chest. He started mumbling something in a foreign language, clearly not understanding what I was doing. Malia turned to us and joined me by my side, gently grabbing my arm, pulling it off the guy.

"Tyler, calm down," She whispered so that only I could hear. In response, the man started smiling at Malia, and moving forward he reached an arm out to touch hers. Within a matter of seconds he was on the floor clutching a probably-broken arm. The other two stood frozen with fear, so to scare them off I tapped into the wolf inside of me, making my eyes glow an electric blue colour. They stumbled backwards, quickly returning, only to drag their injured friend away.

I immediately burst into a fit of uncontrollable laughter, only to be brought back by Malia who was clearly unimpressed. "What? I have to mark my territory some way!" I joked, and she finally lightened up, the corners of her mouth turning upwards into an unbelievably cute grin.

Our bubble was burst by Kira, who was clearly stressing out about all of this. "Something's happening." She stated, not that that wasn't obvious or anything.

I exchanged a quick look with Malia, "We know." We said, almost in perfect sync.

"Well, what do we do now?" She asked; voice full of panic.

I placed a hand on her shoulder, trying to calm her down. "First of all, relax." I said, reassuring her that the not-so-amazing-plan would work.

Malia jumped in before I could continue, "Go and keep an eye out, just blend in," and with that she pushed the smaller girl back into the mass of people.

"Wait, so what are we doing?" I shouted as the crowds seemed to close in on us, the music growing louder by the second.

"We," She put her arms around my neck, pulling me closer to her so that we were only inches apart, "are going to blend in." With that, she started to sway along with the beat of the music, smiling hysterically as I tried to pull myself away.

"Oh no, I did not sign up for this!" I shouted above the song, squirming away from her touch. I ducked under her arms, turning so quickly that I nearly fell over, and tried to run from her. Unfortunately, the crowd had become so tight around us that there was no escape. In an attempt to force myself past people, she grabbed my arm and yanked me back into the middle, "I don't dance!"

She pulled me back against her, her body flush against mine, and putting her arms in their previous position she pulled me in for a kiss. It was simple and smooth to begin with, but soon grew more intense and passionate as my arms rested around her waist. When she finally pulled away, I couldn't open my eyes, I was still wrapped up in the feeling of her lips on mine. It was heavenly.

Slowly, peeling my eyes open as you would the cover of a book, I stared into her eyes. They were a shade of brown, so perfectly laced with an outer shell of blue. "So..." She laughed, "Can we dance now?" She smiled teasingly.

The next few minutes passed by quickly, soon enough the hunters had picked us out in the crowd and were closing in on us. I pulled Malia closer, so that my mouth was by her neck, and whispered, "Two coming your way, ready?" She pulled back and gave me the most seductive wink I think I'd ever seen. It was a god sent that I could still move, because it generally had me standing in awe.

We quickly turned so that we were back to back, I was up against two of the stronger looking hunters, and Malia had one of the younger men and a female, who Kira soon jumped in to take on. The first man swung a baton at me, so I quickly through myself to the floor to dodge it. Using the ground-game to my advantage I kicked him powerfully on the front of his knee, causing him to drop to the floor. The second guy raised his gun at me, only to be knocked to the floor by Malia, who had already taken out her man. He raised the gun in an attempt to shoot her, but I stomped on his leg, forcing it down as Malia knocked him out cold.

We rose together, both looking after an oncoming hunter, and just as we were about to make our move Scott charged in, throwing both the man and gun to the ground, taking him out with the sheer force of the attack. Giving us the previously agreed 'look', we all started heading to one of the hallways, where we would press further until we met with Stiles and Lydia.

As we all met near the doorway, we all exchanged looks that communicated, 'this is going better than expected', but the job wasn't done yet. We still had to find Derek. In all honesty, Derek was a strange man to me, I haven't spent much time with him whilst I've been in Beacon Hills, and when I have he's usually a mix between being extremely grumpy, or being a show off. Either way though, he was a good man and he fought for the people he loves, (though he'll never admit that). I was there when we defeated the Oni, along with the help of Aiden, Ethan, Argent, and Isaac. I can still remember the heartbreak in his eyes as Aiden slipped away. That's why we have to find Derek, because he would be here doing the same for any of us.