AvaPOV

I walked up to the doors of a warehouse, I could hear the music pounding inside and I knew I'd found the right place. I always knew where the parties were, that was where the energy was highest. It wasn't hard to get in even if I didn't have a ticket. All I had to do was bat my eye lashes at the door guys and they'd do whatever I wanted them to. I could do my thing wherever I wanted but parties always worked best, just being inside almost made me feel better, the energy was tangible. Sure I could walk up to a guy on the street and kiss him but that was going to make people stare, in a big rave that sort of thing was almost expected.

I danced my way through the crowd looking for the perfect guy. The first person to catch my attention was a nerdy guy who was trying to dance with a girl who was way out of his league. She wasn't the only one here who was way out of his league but that would make this easy, I danced towards him and with a bat of my eyelashes he'd forgotten all about the girl he'd been trying to chase. "What's your name?" He asked trying to yell over the music. I pretended I couldn't hear him and kissed him instead. After only a few seconds his energy had given me a boost. I pulled away and disappeared into the crowd, now that practice was over it was time for the real deal.

I found victim number two in less than a minute. Curly brown hair, tan, looked pretty athletic and full of life. "Hi," I said walking up to him. I twirled a piece of hair around my finger and tried to look innocent.

"Hey," he said. He was on edge about something I could tell and I was reconsidering this one.

"Scott, can I talk to you for a second?" A girl asked pulling him away and giving me one of those looks that said she was the possessive girlfriend. That was probably for the best, if I fed of that one I'd be jittery for the rest of the night. Bad energy equaled bad dinner. Who was next? I spotted a tall guy a few feet away, he looked strangely calm for a guy in the middle of a party but he looked healthy and he was definitely cute. I danced up to him and he responded my tugging me closer to him but he never lost that creepily calm look. It was a little unnerving but damn was I hungry. I kissed him until I felt like I'd gotten enough energy. I would've stayed longer but his lack of emotion was seriously creeping me out. One more guy and I'd be done. I didn't want to hang around here any longer that I had to, after 300 years one starts to get tired of teenagers.

I didn't even have to pick the last one, a felt a hand grab my shoulder and I followed that arm to a nice enough face to look at, well he wouldn't be that bad to kiss. Third time's the charm right? And this one had amazing energy; he was like drinking a Monster after only having water. "Isaac, would you come on?" A girl snapped.

"Sorry, have to go," he said smirking.

"Wait I-" before I could even finish saying anything he'd disappeared with the blonde. What was I going to say anyways? Come back I need to kiss you some more cause I feed off people's energy and man you have great energy! Yeah that sounded like something a normal person said. That was enough I needed to get out of there. I walked out past the door guys from earlier and across the parking lot. I had made it a few blocks down the street when I started feeling lightheaded, I kept walking until everything around me started going black. And then I collapsed in the middle of the road.

"Hey! Are you ok?" A voice called. I couldn't tell where it was coming from or how long I'd been lying on the pavement. I tried to mumble and answer but nothing came out. I felt arms go around me and I was lifted off the ground.

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When I came to again I was being carried into a building. "Derek, back so soon? What happened?"

"I found her on the side of the road; I don't know what happened to her," the voice from earlier said, Derek I guess.

"I'm a vet not a doctor, I don't know what you expect me to do," the other voice said.

"She's not human, look at her." I felt myself being sat down on a table or something, it wasn't very comfortable.

"I see. I'm a little surprised you brought her here. I wouldn't have thought you'd be the kind to save the damsel in distress."

"If I had left her there she might have died or the Argent's might have found her," Derek said.

"Right, of course." He sounded a little disbelieving.

"What is she and what's wrong with her?" Derek asked getting back on track.

"Well your first question is easy, she's a succubus." There was a silence. "A female demon who feeds on the life force of others," he clarified. "Now from the looks of things she hasn't fed in a while. You can tell by the way her veins are dark, like they've dried out."

"Are succubus dangerous?"

"Not particularly. They tend to travel alone and they know how to control their urges, it's very rare that a succubus would kill anyone. They take on the emotion of their victims when they take their energy and if a person were to die then that would often kill or seriously injure the drainer." I felt a needle go into my arm and a few seconds later I began to feel a little better. "There now, are you finally awake?"

"I did feed," I said. I tried to sit up but I was still a little weak.

"The adrenaline should kick in soon and you'll be feeling good as new," the vet told me.

"I feed," I repeated.

"Did you kill someone?" Derek asked accusingly.

"No I didn't kill anyone!" I snapped sitting all the way up. "I'm not stupid."

"Calm down, Derek. Now, what's your name?"

"Ava Bates," I said.

"It's nice to meet you Ava, I'm Dr. Deaton. It's a good thing Derek brought you here when he did."

"How do I know he wasn't the one who did something to me? He could've poisoned me at the party and then followed me when I left," I accused.

"Yeah, I drugged you only to find you on the street and take you to the vet to save your life," Derek said annoyed.

"Who knows, you seem like a creep," I said calmly.

"Ava, I really don't think Derek had anything to do with this," Dr. Deaton said. "What can you tell me about the people you fed on tonight?"

"Um the first guy was a nerd; he was just my warm up. Then I was trying to get to another guy, Scott maybe, but his girlfriend pulled him away before I got the chance. After him this really creepy guy that had no emotion the entire time I was there, it was freaky. Almost like he was a zombie or something?"

"That sounds like the way Jackson has been acting," Derek said.

"Why's he acting like that?" I asked.

"He is a kanima; it's a lizard like creature. Derek was at the warehouse trying to capture him tonight. Was there anyone else?" Dr. Deaton asked.

"Oh there was another guy. He had the most amazing energy; um this girl said his name but I can't remember I was too focused."

"Do you think it could have to do with the kanima?" Derek asked.

"That would make the most sense," Dr. Deaton said. "Give me some time to research more about this. For now take these," he handed me a bag with several bottles of Epinephrine and a syringe. "Take this if you start feeling fatigued again."

"Can't I just feed again?" I asked.

"We don't know what caused that reaction, until we figure out why you passed out its best if you don't feed."

I sighed. "Fine. No feeding, take adrenaline. Can I go now?"

"You should stay with Derek tonight."

"No way!" I said.

"It's the safest place, there are hunters here and if they catch wind of any kind of supernatural you'll be on their list."

"He's a creep."

"He's just intense," Dr. Deaton assured me. "The faster you leave, the faster I can figure out what's happening to you, the faster you can get away from Derek and be on your way."

"Fine." I got up and grabbed my case of adrenaline shots and followed Derek out to his car. He opened the passenger door for me and I got in without a word. I turned the radio on and we drove without speaking to each other.

"Are you going to ignore me forever?" Derek asked after the fifth song.

"That was the plan."

"I'm sorry if it's a crime to save someone's life," Derek said. "I'll remember not to do it next time."

"Thanks, ok? Is that what you wanted?"

"You're just really determined to be a bitch aren't you?"

There was silence again as I stared out the window unsure of what to say. Finally I turned off the radio. "Sorry. I don't do the whole people thing. I don't really even remember the last time I ever actually had a real conversation with someone, like 20 years or something."

"20 years?" He asked.

"Not since my sister died. She was the one who wanted to fit in, she wanted to stay in one place and go to high school for the 30th time, make friends and be normal. In case you were wondering, succubi don't age. It's really hard to stay in one place when you're like me. People always start to talk. Or you run out of food, it's bad to feed off someone more than once unless you wait a long time in between. Humans are really fragile. Brooke really loved people though." I trailed off and looked out the window again.

"I'm sorry about your sister," Derek said after a long pause. "My family was killed in a fire a few years ago."

"It really sucks losing your family doesn't it?"

"We're here," Derek said. I got out of the car and followed Derek inside a big building.

"You live in a train warehouse?" I asked skeptically. "That isn't exactly helping you seem any less like a creep."

"When I first moved back to Beacon Hills I lived in the house where the fire was."

"You seriously need a better real estate agent. You know it's pretty cold in here." He handed me a jacket and I put it on, it smelt surprisingly good and I tried to covertly smell it without it seeming like I was the creep. "So, what are you?"

"What?" He asked.

"Well obviously you aren't human either."

"I'm a werewolf."

"No way! I'd heard about them but I never really thought they were real. Do you have a pack or something?"

"I'm the alpha."

"Oh so you're pretty cool then, huh?"

He laughed. "I try."

"I can tell you seem like the guy that acts all tough. What's that thing? Tall, dark and mysterious?"

"I think it's tall, dark and handsome."

"Yeah, well I don't know about that last part. Mysterious works fine." I tried not to blush but I was pretty sure it happened anyways. I couldn't remember the last time I had actually flirted with anyone. Seducing guys on the dance floor really doesn't count.

"And who says I'm not tough?" He asked. He growled and his face went all werewolf.

"Oh well that's cute," I said sarcastically. He shifted back and laughed. "That really was not at all how I expected a werewolf to look."

"You expected a real wolf didn't you? Typical."

"Yeah we'll at least a real wolf is cute. That thing looks like, well I really don't know what that looked like but it wasn't cute. So can I ask you something?"

"I have a feeling you'd ask anyways."

"Why did you save me?"

"To be honest I really don't know. I knew I had to stop and help you."

"Maybe there's more prince charming to you that anyone thinks." I yawned. "Where do you sleep? This is such a weird living arrangement. I bet there's a diagnosis for serial killers that live in train warehouses."

"Would you stop making fun of me?" Derek asked.

"I'll think about it, but don't get your hopes up." This was going to be weird, but maybe not as bad as I thought at first. Maybe it was time that I started mainstreaming again. It would be nice to have a friend again, even if that friend was a creepy werewolf.