Ana got ready the next morning and walked to school almost like she was in a trance. Her eyes were still puffy from all of her crying and she almost looked sick. She ended up stopped by Stiles and Scott, they had just finished a conversation, probably about all of the events last night and how it was Allison's dad hunting them.
"Can we talk?" Scott asked before leading them towards a private area.
"We just wanna know why you didn't tell us and the full story." Scott said, he was empathetic yet upset. Reasonably so. Ana nodded.
"Okay so the begining... I wasn't technically born a vampire. My parents decided to have an at home birth and when I had been born... they found out I had died. My father was a vampire so my mom and dad made the decision to turn me so I would have some sort of life. I came back and since I hadn't actually lived yet, it basically changed me, almost as if I was born that way. So, I will age until I am 20 and remain that way for the rest of eternity. I had wanted to tell you but I had almost lost my dad to the hunters a year after I met you guys. We were so afraid they would find out about who he was and about me, I couldn't tell anyone. I was so afraid and when we saw Derek, he instantly knew. He hates me all because he thinks I'm like the rest, that I feed off humans and I don't. I drink whatever my dad can drain in the woods and then he utilizes the animal for food for my mom or something. I just wish you guys didn't have to find out like this." Anastasia explained, tears streaming down her cheeks. The boys instantly hugged her.
"We get it." Scott smiled comfortingly.
"Is that why your drink always smells like blood?" Stiles asked as if he had this amazing realization. Ana nodded and the boys responded with an Ohhhhh. Ana laughed. The group then walked to class, finally knowing the truth about one another. They felt relief, Ana most of all. She couldn't help but smile walking into her class that day.
Ana had felt so much happier, she didn't feel the need to lie to her friends anymore and things were starting to look up, until lunch. The trio sat with Lydia's group, Mae sitting next to Ana.
"Hey, Ana was it? Do you need some money or something to eat?" Lydia asked. Scott and Stiles seemed slightly alarmed. they never really saw her eat but had been reassured multiple times by her parents that she was eating at home and it was okay. Human food tasted disgusting but she would eat it when she needed to look human.
"No, it's fine. I don't each lunch at school." The girl hoped they would listen to her and continue on with whatever conversation they had been having.
"Are you sure, I just haven't seen you eat really and I'm worried." Lydia pushed. Mae had looked concerned jumping to a conclusion which was opposite from the truth. Ana knew this would blow up into something bigger so she decided to get something like a snack to quiet them all.
"Fine, I'll go get something. Scott, come with me." She dragged him up by wrapping her fist in his shirt. He followed nervously.
"Why do you actually not eat food?" He mumbled but she heard it with her super hearing.
"It tastes gross. When you become vampire, you have this hunger and the only thing that can satisfy it is blood. The cravings are so strong that it is the only thing that tastes even remotely good." The girl answered very quietly. Scott nodded his head in response. Ana walked up to a vending machine and got some chips. Her and Scott then walked back to the table and the group finally moved on from Anastasia's eating habits. Ana nervously opened the bag and looked down at the food. The last time she had these, she threw up. She carefully ate them, trying to act normal but Scott and Stiles had been watching her struggle not to gag. She waited until the group had dispersed before running to the bathroom and throwing up. She walked back, feeling much better. Scott looked sympathetic, while Stiles was confused.
"Wait so you can't eat normal food?" He asked trying to stay quiet.
"No, the cravings are so strong I can't handle anything else." She answered. She then chugged the rest of her bottle before calling her dad. Scott and Stiles obviously eaves dropping.
"Hey dad, I just finished our last bottle of um ‚cranberry juice‚ are you able to get some soon?" She asked, her voice sounded desperate.
"Im working on it right now Ana, so far I've gotten two deer and I am just going to drain one more before taking them home okay hon. Have your cravings been acting up?" He asked.
"Yeah, it's like they've doubled." She answered. Scott's eyes widened nervously and Stiles was obviously lost.
"Thats the problem with only feeding on animal, I know it'll hurt but the guilty conscience hurts worse." He used his signature phrase to only hear his daughter sigh.
"I know. I have to go. love you, bye!" She spoke quickly. She heard her dad return the words before hanging up. she looked to her friends noticing Scott's concern.
"It hurts to drink animal? I thought it would just taste gross." He asked.
"No, it's like being malnourished, and as you get older the cravings get worse." She said. Then as if she was trying to push that thought out of her head the bell rang signifying the end of lunch. The group walked back to class together. They sat in their history class, barely paying attention to the material being taught. Ana has been completely zoned out when her phone rang, interrupting the teacher. The girl jumped and then became nervous once she saw the contact.
"Sorry, I need to answer this, it's my father." She said before stepping out of the classroom. Stiles looked to Scott, making sure he was using his super hearing. Ana answered the phone, her hand shaking.
"Dad, what's going on?" Ana asked, her voice wavering.
"A, they figured out I hunt during the day. They got me. I called your mother before and she knows where I was going, I need you to get her and bring her here alright. I need you to be fast but also careful. They have special vervain bullets." Her father spoke hastily. Ana gasped, tears streaming down her face in hot trails. Scott inside the classroom, feeling empathetic for the poor girl. Her father had been there to support him in his times of need just like sheriff Stilinski had done. Ana ran into the classroom, hurriedly throwing her stuff into her bag, tears streaming down her face causing the other students and the teacher to watch the girl. Ana didn't care that she was making a scene, she only wanted to keep her father alive and she knew she only had minutes. Once she left the building, she went to the wooded area and super speed to her house. She saw her mother standing out side and dropped her backpack. She had her mother jump onto her back and ran to where her mother ordered. She sped there as fast as she could and once they arrived at the scene their hearts dropped. Ana's mother ran over and injected the man she loved with a temporary antidote.
"A, baby, we need to go to the vet. See if you can get your father there and I will meet you both there okay. I already called so it's safe okay." Ana's mother ordered. Ana modded, placing her dad on her shoulders before she ran to the back entrance of the animal clinic. She kicked on the door awaiting for Deaton to open the door. He quickly swung the door open, rushing them inside. She placed him down on the examining table and immediately started getting to work. She stood back, her nerves turning into anger with the Argents. Her mother rushed in, wrapping her arms around her daughter.
"A, honey, I need you to go back to school... if they see you are gone or catch whiff of you being affected by this, then they will come after you and I can't have you get hurt too." Her mother spoke softly, a tear streaming down her face.
"Mom, please just let me stay her with you and Dad, I-" Anastasia pleaded before her mother interrupted.
"No, Anastasia, you will not argue with me and you will go back to school. I can't have you deviating from your routine so get to school and go watch lacrosse practice like you usually do. Don't set the argents off okay?" Her mother's tone was stern, which rarely ever happened. Ana nodded remaining quiet. She gave her mother a hug before walking out of the clinic and walking to her house. She grabbed her bag and ran back to the school. She arrived at the bleachers watching Scott run into the field. Her eyes following Scott until Jackson knocked him to the ground.
"Hey McCall." Coach said walking over, probably to hassle Scott which definitely wouldn't turn out well. She saw Jackson being an asshole and decided to focus in on what he was saying.
"You're sure you still want to be first line, McCall?" He teased. Her jaw tightened watching the captain make the new first line man. She knew Scott was at the same point too.
"My Grandmother can move faster than that and she's dead!" Coach teased. "You think you can move faster than the lifeless corpse of my dead grandmother?"
"Yes, Coach." Scott was getting angry, Anastasia could feel the anger from where she was sitting.
"I can't hear you." Coach continued, only pushing Scott closer to turning.
"Yes, Coach!" Scott answered, Ana could see his fangs and eyes from where she was.
"Then do it again." Coach pushed. "McCall's gonna do it again!" Scott had been pushed too far. Both Stiles and Ana could see it. They both watched nervously, knowing something was about to happen. Scott ran a crossed the field, knocking Jackson over. Jackson laid on the ground clutching his shoulder. Scott then dropped to the ground, holding his helmet. Ana and Stiles both bolted to Scott while everyone else including Coach ran to check on Jackson.
"I can't control it guys. It's happening." Scott spoke, anxiety weaving through his words.
"What? Right here? Now?" Stiles asked, anxious and confused. Stiles and Anastasia quickly wrapped their arms around Scott and pulled him into the locker room.
"Down. You okay? Scott, you okay?" Stiles quickly ordered. Trying to help him calm down.
"Get away from me!" Scott yelled at Stiles, his fangs exposed and eyes glowing. Ana pushed stiles behind her, fully transformed. Stiles stumbled behind her, trying to crawl to safety as the vampire and werewolf fought. The leapt from locker to locker, fighting. Scott lunged forward, clawing her stomach. She hissed at the werewolf In front of her, pure anger controlling her. The two continued to chase each other around the locker room, both injuring the other multiple times. They were completely lost in their anger, not able to control themselves. Stiles watched fearful, he knew if either of them caught him then he would be good as dead. Stiles moved towards the fire extinguisher, having a new plan. Unfortunately the two creatures heard him accidentally hit the metal container and started racing towards the teen. He quickly grabbed the extinguisher, pulling the pin in it and spraying his friends. He waited a moment before stopping. He quickly ran and hid behind the wall at the entrance to the locker room. Quickly he looked at them before seeing them in control again.
"Stiles?" Scott asked, panting.
"What happened?" Anastasia asked, continuing Scott's thought. Her fangs were still visible but she didn't truly care at the moment.
"You tried to kill me, and you tried to protect me but lost control in the process and then you both tried to kill me." Stiles spoke taking breaks between every few words, still exhausted from the fight. He dropped the fire extinguisher, anger still very visible on his features.
"It's like I told you before. It's the anger, it's your pulse rising. It's a trigger." Stiles' words directed themselves towards Scott. Ana quickly checked her phone realizing the conversation didn't have anything to do with her. Her phone started ringing causing the boys to end their conversation.
"Mom?" Anastasia's voice wavered. All she could hear was the faint sobs of her mother. She already knew what had happened.
"I- honey, I'm so sorry. By the time we got here Deaton did all that he could. He tried to save him honey. They just- they got him too close to the heart." Her mom cried into the phone. Ana's hands started shaking, causing her to drop her phone.
"N-no, no this... this isn't- he isn't-" Anastasia tried to comprehend the news her mother just said. It was too much, she was angry, and devastated all at the same time. It was too much for her to handle. She started to get lightheaded, her head spinning rapidly, and as she started to fall, Scott caught her. He grabbed her phone and handed it to her.
"Mama, I- are you... are you saying Dad is... is he dead?" Her words were slow, her world crumbling around her as she tried to make sure the earth shattering news she heard was correct. For moments there were just quiet chocking sobs before her mother was finally able to get words out.
"Yes baby. I know you are with Stiles and Scott. Take all the time you need. I have to call family and sort something out with them but when you get home... I- I just... I'm gonna need your help. I love you so much okay and he wanted me to tell you that you were his everything. He wants you to never forget how much you mean to him." Her mother choked out. She knew her daughter would be safer with Scott and Stiles and they could help her get her aggression out. "I- I love you darling, I have to call your aunt okay. Stay with Scott and Stiles and try not to raise too much attention."
"I love you too." Ana whispered in a daze. She hung up and just layer there in Scott's arms. Stiles sat there confused yet concerned.
"Hey, what's happening? Are you okay?" Stiles asked, confused as to what he just witnessed. Ana hesitated before answering.
"The Argents killed my father." As soon as Ana said those words the full realization hit her. As stiles gasped, Ana sobbed hysterically into Scott's arms. Stiles walked over hugging the girl too.
"I am so sorry Ana. It's okay, we've got you." Stiles whispered. The three sat there for what felt like hours. When she pulled away and finally stopped crying, she smiled at the two.
"Okay I'm guys, I think you need to get clean and dressed and then my mom wants me to stay with you guys for a little while. She knows I'm safe with you guys. So I'm just going to walk out side the door and wait okay." She said, her voice still raw from all the crying. Even though small tears did continue to roll down her face she just sat there against the wall. She waited about fifteen minutes before they walked out. She stood up slowly, the boys still able to see the fresh tears falling down her face. Each put and arm around her as they walked to Stiles' Jeep.
"Hey um, would I be able to see your Dad, Stiles? I just... he always makes me feel better. I know I'll have to come up with something but I think I just need one of his hugs." Ana asked. Stiles nodded. Scott reaches his hand back holding hers, he rubbed his thumb against the palm of her hand, trying to soothe her.
"Yeah we can go to the station. I'll have to drop Scott of after though, okay and if you want you can stay with me for a little longer, I am here for you and when you are ready, I'll take you home." He have her a soft smile. Ana nodded, mumbling a thank you. After about twenty minutes they reached the station. They all hopped out, walking in with Stiles leading.
"Hey uh, I need to go back and talk to my dad. They are with me." Stiles told the officer at the front desk.
"He's in his office, go on back." She waved her hand to the door. Stiles nodded, leading them through the station and into his dads office.
"Stiles I- what's going on?" The Sheriff asked after noticing the still crying Ana. He walked around to the front of his desk, concern etched on his face. Ana ran into his arms, the Sheriff quickly wrapped his around the poor girl.
"Sweetheart, what is going on?" He asked much more softly.
"I- my dad... he died in a hunting accident." She sobbed onto his uniform but that didn't matter to him. He held the girl tighter.
"I'm so sorry, if you or your mom ever need anything just know that we all can help you." The sheriff spoke softly. Holding the girl until she started to pull away. She sniffled, wiping away her tears.
"Thank you, I just needed one of your hugs. I'm going to be with Stiles until I can go home. I- just thank you." She have a thankful yet sad smile to the older man.
"Of course Anastasia. I am here anytime you need me." He told the teenager. They said their goodbyes before dropping Scott off.
"Remember Ana, if you need anything, even if it's hunting at 2 in the morning, call me." Scott said. She nodded, muttering a thank you before stiles drove her back to his house. He brought her up to his room, having her sit on his bed. He sat in his desk chair, pulling it closer to where she sat on the bed.
"Hey Ana? Can I um ask some questions about what happened?" Stiles asked her. She nodded nervously. He sometimes didn't understand how insensitive his questions could be and hoped he wouldn't pry too much.
"Do the argents know about you?" He asked the question quietly, not knowing if he actually wanted to know.
"No, at least we have made sure they don't think my mom and my dad are truly my mom and dad. That's why in elementary school some kids joked about how I was adopted. You guys argued how my parents were my real parents even though everyone told you they weren't. I never told you guys because we trusted you both but all teachers and adults and some kids also were told that my parents had adopted me. They didn't want the hunters to kill me because of them. So if the Argents found out about me then they would think I was human." She explained. It was smart, and it was the only thing they could do to try to keep her safe.
"Now this one is about you, uh, have you ever had human blood before?" Stiles was concerned, he couldn't decide whether it would be a good thing or not.
"No, when I was young, I never really was let around my mother. It just smelled so good and I had to learn how to control the hunger before I could be alone with her." Ana answered. "I'm sorry, I'm just exhausted. I know you need to call Scott but can I just? Can I sit with you? I need- I-"
"I get it, come here. I've got you." Stiles said softly. He understood the pain she felt, he understood how it felt to loose a parent. He opened his arms, allowing the girl to climb into his lap. She put her legs a crossed his and rested her head on his chest. He rubbed her back with one hand while typing in Scott's contact on Skype. By the time Stiles had called Scott, she had fallen asleep. I should take her home soon, Stiles thought.