I don't own these characters, I only own my OC, Aria.

She had seen the world. She had traveled to Rome and filled her head with its culture. She had traveled to France, donned a beret, sipped French coffee on a street cafe. She had been happy. She was happy. No, she is happy. She tells herself day to day. There was nothing wrong here. Aria Stilinski didn't have a fret in the world.

Going home was what worried her. She had avoided Beacon Hills for as long as she could, as long as her scholarship to travel abroad let her. They said she was bright, a whole world ahead of her. She would grimly smile and try not to cry.

Aria had lost her mother six years ago. Aria stumbled across a box under her floorboards, letters and words that she had never read before, at the bottom, scrawled in her Mother's handwriting, was 'love, your mother.' And she fell apart all over again.

Aria rested her head against the airplane seat, staring at the other passengers. She was going home. The idea of home excited her yet filled her with dread. What had they done with the box? She would nervously bite her lip while her green eyes glanced wildly around her. Don't panic. She tells herself.

It was just Beacon Hills, right?

She walks out of the airport, seeing her brother's familiar blue jeep. Stiles and Scott Mccall leaned against the jeep, Stiles's face lights up when he sees her. He runs to meet her, throwing his arms around his neck.

"My devious little sister, back from her voyage, I see!" Stiles says, planting a kiss on her cheek and releasing her.

Aria laughs and Scott hugs her too, "Damn Scott." Aria says when she feels his arm muscles, "What the hell happened when I was gone?"

Scott and Stiles glance nervously at each other then laugh. "Nothing much." Stiles shrugs, then he takes her bags, "Come on, Dad is dying to see you again. What happened to your hair?"

The familiar blonde hair was now holding highlights, Aria fiddles with a piece, "Highlights, Stiles."

"What did France do to you?!" Stiles gasps, tossing Scott Aria's bags. Aria is about to warn him, but he catches it easily and throws it into the back of the jeep. Damn, those muscles really did change him.

Aria shrugs as Stiles's drops an arm around her shoulders, "I don't know. Careful, first snail I see, I'm grabbing it."

Aria unpacks her bags quickly, tossing the clothes into her dresser. She sees the familiar room, My Chemical Romance and wrestling posters. She sighed, giving a small smile to Gerard Way's face, "This'll be good, right?" She asks him, though of course she doesn't get an answer.

She ruffles her golden blonde hair, looking outside to see Scott pull up on his new motorbike. He's changed quite a bit. He wasn't the asthma ridden nerdy teenager he was before.

"My little bird."

Aria turns around, gasping, but she isn't there. That'd be silly, she wouldn't be there. Aria's mother was dead, she could not hear her Mother. Aria shook her head, swallowing hard, worried this would happen.

"Well look what the cat dragged in."

Aria looks at her doorway to see her Father standing in the doorway. She smiles, "Hey Pops." She gives him a hug, "You look tired." She comments, eyeing his bags, "Stiles driving you crazy?" She teases.

"No more than usual." Her Dad laughs, "I don't have a lot of time, I'm on a break. The station has been driving me into a wall, things have gotten pretty hectic here. Animal attacks.. just everything's gone crazy." Her Dad shrugs, "Part of the job I suppose."

Aria eyes him, "Animal attacks?"

"Yeah, just, people, torn up. We're thinking mountain lions, but we can never be sure." He gives her a kiss on the top of the head, "You be nice to your brother. Make sure you call Lydia, she's been blowing up the house phone since Stiles left to grab you."

Aria gives him a small smile, "Will do. Have fun at work.. is that the right thing to say here?"

"The only thing, actually." Her Dad gives her another hug and leaves.

She goes back to unpacking, taking off her converse, laying across her bed. Staring up at the familiar ceiling. She lets her head drift to the side, eyeing the familiar room. Then she hears a commotion downstairs.

Aria bolts up, unsure whether not to follow the noise. She tip toes out of her room, going down the stairs.

She sees a dark man holding Stiles against the wall by his throat.

"Let go of him!" Aria shouts, walking over to the two.

The man looks at her, surprised, he turns back to Stiles, "Who the hell is this?" He asks, lightening the hold on Stiles's throat.

"My little sister." Stiles answers, "Aria, go back to your room."

Aria is stubborn, "Go back to my room? This guy is choking you!" She turns to the guy in question, "Is there a certain reason for that or do you always run into people's homes and choke the occupants?" Her voice is rising with hysteria.

The man drops Stiles and crosses the room to stand in front of her. He has dark eyes, dark hair, and is overall dark in essence. He towers over her, staring down at her curiously. "You didn't tell me you had a sister."

Aria swallows hard, taking a step back, to which his face morphs into a smirk at the action.

"S-She was travelling abroad for a few months - um, Derek, I think it's time for you to go." Stiles says, walking over to Derek, grabbing his arm and trying to pull him in the direction of the door. Derek gives him a disbelieving look.

His eyes touch Aria's once more, "What's your name?"

"Aria." She supplies.

"Hmm." Derek says, turning to Stiles, "We'll talk later." Then he storms out.

Aria looks over at Stiles, "Are all of your new friends going to be that scary good looking?"

Stiles shakes his head, picking up his fallen math book, "Aria, Derek Hale is not someone you want to be friends with, all right? Just trust me on this. There's a pretty huge emphasis on the scary."

"Why was he choking you?"

Stiles isn't sure how to answer, "No certain reason."

"So is choking friends a new hobby of yours?" Aria questions, crossing her arms over her chest, "Stiles, you're hiding something from me. I'd like to know what it is."

Stiles swallows hard, staring at his little sister, "It's just.. safer, if you don't know." He says, going upstairs, "Get some sleep, the first day is tomorrow." He gets to the top of the stairs, and a few moments later, she hears his door shut.

Instead of going to sleep, she goes to the key rack and grabs Stiles's car keys.

She pulls up in front of Scott's house, parking the jeep. She gets out and knocks on the front door. Scott's Mother answers the door, offering Aria a heart warming smile.

"You're back!" She says, pulling Aria into a hug, "You've gotten even prettier, who would have thought you could?"

Aria laughs, giving her a smile, "Thank you Ms. Mccall, I actually came to see Scott."

Ms. Mccall steps aside, "Come on in then, he's in his room."

Aria thanks Ms. Mccall again and bounds up the steps. She knocks on the familiar door and hears Scott shout, 'come in!' She enters the room and isn't surprised that it's astray. Scott is laying on his bed, reading.

"What are you doing here?" He asks, slamming the book shut and putting it in his bedside dresser.

"Nice to see you too." Aria says, closing the door behind her, "You and Stiles are hiding something from me."

"No-"

Aria shakes her head, "Yeah, no, I didn't come here to play games, I came here for answers. Can you tell me why Derek Hale came into my house, choked my big brother, and why Stiles is lying to me?"

"I can't."

"You can't or you won't?"

"Both."

Aria growls, frustrated, "Scott, come on. I've known you since we were kids, please, I never ask for anything. Whatever's going on here, it's scaring the shit out of Stiles. Something changed after I left. I want to help."

Scott sits up, scratching his head, "I know you do. But Aria, this just, isn't something you can help with. The only way you could help is by staying out of the way, keeping yourself safe."

Aria walks over to Scott, sitting on his bed, "Am I in danger?"

He shakes his head, "Not if you don't know anything."

Aria looks out his window, pursing her lips, "Fine." She says, standing up, "But don't expect me to sit around and just accept this. I am going to figure out what's going on."

Scott sighs, "It wouldn't be in your character if you didn't try to poke and prod."

"Some things don't change." Aria says, walking out his bedroom door.

Aria's first day leaves her uneasy. She sees Lydia again, who happily envelops her in her arms. The strawberry blonde bouncing with excitement as she spills the new details of her love life. Lydia hooks her arm in Aria's as she walks her to chemistry.

"Ah damn, the only class we don't have together. Have fun." Lydia says, releasing Aria.

Aria sighs, walking into the classroom. She finds an empty lab table and takes a seat. Not soon after, she's joined by a pale, blue eyed, ruffled hair boy, who seems particularly interested in her.

"You mind?" He asks, sliding in the seat next to her.

"Suppose not." She says, putting her cheek in her hand. The teacher calls class together then, passing out a worksheet. Making a comment to Aria about having Lydia catch her up to speed.

Aria scrawls her name in the upper right corner, Aria Stilinski.

"Stiles's sister?" The guy next to her asks.

Aria looks over at him, "Uh, yeah, suppose so. Apparently he's gotten pretty popular since I've been away."

"I'm Issac, Stiles's friend." Issac says, his leg brushing against hers. He obviously wasn't a fan of personal space.

She raises an eyebrow at him, "He's never mentioned you before. Seems like everything's changed since I've been gone." Aria says, filling out question number one on her sheet.

Issac laughs, "Oh yeah, definitely. Things have gotten pretty interesting."

Suddenly, an idea sparks in Aria's mind, she leans over to him, "You wouldn't happen to know about any of these 'things' would you?" She asks in a low tone, only for his ears.

A smirk rises to Issac's lips, "What if I did know?"

"You would tell me."

"Now, why exactly would I do that?"

Aria bats her eyelashes, leaning in just a tad bit closer, "Because I want to know."

Issac leans in closer to her, causing her to suck in a breath, her heart racing, "Are you trying to seduce me, Aria?" He questions, smirk still set on his lips.

She grins, "Depends if it's working."

"You wouldn't want to hear it from me. Ask.. ask Derek, Derek Hale. He'll tell you everything your little heart desires." He pokes her, directly where her heart is, "You want answers? He's got all of them."

Aria raises an eyebrow at him, "Derek? Derek Hale? The guy who broke into my house and choked my brother?"

"Just a bad first impression." Issac says, grabbing her worksheet and tearing off a blank white piece of it off. He scrawls Derek's address and some directions, "Go there straight after school, he'll be expecting you."

Aria looks up at him, "How do you factor into all of this?" She questions.

"I guess you're going to see."

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