Authors Note:

I'm using Gre words in this story in order to memorize them in my upcoming exam. Also… Enjoy and learn something too muhahahahah

Nora imagined what someone would think if they were looking at her right now. She was standing in the moonlight in the middle of the forest with her toes digging into the earth. Wouldn't she look ridiculous wearing her neon green pajamas? She laughed at the thought of it. How silly would she look to some hiker right about now? She sighed and impulsively shrugged off her pajamas so that she was butt naked. How would she look like to a passerby now?

Then she heard something half a mile south. It was a rustle of leaves followed by the crack of a twig. She smiled know that she would get her answer soon enough. The movement finally settled in the bushes behind her. She knew that she was no longer alone. She turned her head slowly and met the red eyes of a stranger. She quickly gauged his expression. He was afraid. Of course he would be afraid. It was always what everyone was when they were around her. Maybe she should have left the pajamas on. The eyes abruptly disappeared into the night. She saw him run back in the opposite direction.

She put her pajamas back on and bushed the dirt off her shoulders. It was time to go home, the new home she bought here in beacon hills for her pack. She became a neon streak in the lawns of her neighbors. Two blocks from her house she caught a strange scent. It was human with a mix of werewolf and Kanima. The Kanima was the most alarming scent. It was one of the reasons why her pack came here, to subdue the monster. She was still wearing neon green pajamas so she went home to change into a more inconspicuous outfit, skinny jeans, a black trench coat and some killer heals.

It was now nearly three in the morning. She walked out of the house quietly as possible. Then she began to follow the scent. It was easy enough and only took five minutes for her to find the place. She jumped quietly onto the roof in one bound and walked on to the ledge near a window and peered in. Inside was a middle aged man fast asleep on king sized bed. He slept on only one side as though someone else was supposed to be on the other side. Nora inhaled, the man was absolutely normal. She then made her way around to the other side to another window.

The lights were still on, Nora checked her watch. It was four in the morning. She wondered why anyone would still be up at this hour. She cautiously peeked into the window. There was a boy fast asleep with an open book on his face. The lights were left on because he probably fell asleep studying. Nora inhaled again. This was the scent she had been following. She quietly opened the window and stepped through soundlessly.

She moved around the books strewn on the floor. Her nails extended into claws as she was prepared to make the kill. She was one hundred percent sure that this was the Kanima. Slowly she lifted the book off his face to expose his jugular. Then she saw his face.

He had dark circles under his eyes, yet he seemed to be sleeping soundly. He had such a sweet innocent expression. He was smiling lightly in his sleep, completely unaware that he was going to die. She was eighty percent sure that he was the Kanima. She inhaled again and realized that maybe his scent was due to the fact that he had been in the vicinity of a werewolf and Kanima. But what kind of kid hung out with that kind of group. The boy turned over exposing his neck to her, the kind that was in constant danger.

He whispered in his sleep. It was unintelligible mutterings about his mother, a boy named Scott, and a girl named Lydia. She leaned into to look more closely at his innocent face. He smelled like worry and sadness. She was fifty percent sure that he was the Kanima. She reached over to touch his face to try to lull him back into a deep sleep. She lightly brushed the back of her hand on his cheek. His eyes fluttered.

Stiles awoke feeling uncomfortable that he still had his shoes on. He kicked them off. He had fallen asleep reading about mythical creatures. The light was still on and the window was open. Stiles looked at the window. He remembered closing the window. He was also sure that something has just brushed across his face. He looked around and took a deep breath. The air was sweet with perfume. He shook his head. Wasn't his fantasy with certain alacrity that a beautiful girl would enter his room and touch him? He was obviously still in a dream state. He stretched himself out then changed into some more comfortable sleepwear. He pushed all the books off his bed which resulted in several loud thuds. He switched of the light and jumped into bed with a grown

Nora was peering from outside. She felt guilty. She had not adverted her eyes when he was changing. What was she doing, peeping at a young boy in the middle of the night? Well actually it was dawn now, Nora always considered herself a crepuscular prowler anyway. But still it was wrong to be doing this. Was she really going to go after this kid? How long had she gone without …? she thought about it. Had it really been that long? She was an all powerful being yet she had condemned herself to such an abstemious life.

She heard a creak from behind her. Nora quickly turned and met Rachel's eyes. Rachel was her second in command, and her best friend.

"Nora? What are you doing here?" Rachel said quizzically. Her eyes quickly shifted into the window and focused on the boy inside for a second.

"Nothing, nothing at all, just thinking about my life all introspectively" Nora said drawing the attention back to her. Rachel looked a little skeptical and confused. She handed Nora the invitations she had been preparing the night before.

"Oh these are nice" Nora said. What a weird place to be having a conversation, on the roof of the house of a boy that Nora was sure she liked already.

"I also brought this since you're planning to disperse these letters yourself" Nora handed her a solution.

"Wolf's bane perfume, to throw off any werewolves" Nora said. Nora heard that they were actually a few werewolves in the high school she was going attend next fall. Perhaps it wouldn't even take that long to set things in order. It would have been better to just settle the problems this summer and move on. Nora nodded at Rachel and leapt off the roof on to the lawn. She sprayed the wolf's bane on herself which sizzled against her skin and neutralized her scent. Then she walked off towards the school.

Rachel stayed behind for a moment and took a better look at the boy inside the house. He was average at best.

"Really" she said to herself then she disappeared into the dawn.

Stiles was in good spirits now that he was sure that Scott was going to be a junior too. He walked out of class and realized that Scott had disappeared. Stiles was planning to congratulate him some more but he had walked off. Nora happened to be in that hallway to.

Scott and Derek were talking with each other across the span of the hallway.

"Scott we need to talk, meet me at my car in five" Derek said. Nora smirked and stepped in between then. She passed by completely unnoticed. That was ironic.

"This perfume really works well" Nora thought.

Stiles was walking towards the parking lot when someone stepped in front of him. He was checking his phone for messages when he looked up and saw a lovely creature in front of him. She was beaming at him.

"Hello my name is Nora, I'm new here" She said tilting her head to the side. She extended her hand and he hesitantly shook it. God his palms were sweaty, how embarrassing.

"My name is …." Stiles began before he realized that he forgot his name. Nora waited patiently still beaming.

"Stiles, Stiles Stilinski" He said, his voice breaking slightly.

"Stiles … Stilinski" Nora repeated slowly, dubiously.

"I mean I just go by Stiles" Stiles said fully realizing that he was making a fool of himself. Nora however was totally falling for whatever he was doing. He was so ridiculously not cool, and that was adorable. She laughed.

"Nora isn't my real name either, it's short for Ragnarök" Nora confessed, although she didn't know why she felt so open with him.

"You're parents named you that?" Stiles said feeling more at ease. Nora nodded and began walking with Stiles walking beside her to the parking lot.

"Yea" Nora replied hesitantly. Well it wasn't really her parents that named her that, it was the Norse people that named her thusly. Ragnarök roughly translated into Apocalypse, which accurately described her time there.

"Cool" Stiles replied holding one of the double doors for Nora. She stepped through into the parking lot.

"Before I forget, this an invitation to a house warming party" Nora said handing him one of the stack of letters in her hand.

"Thanks" Stiles said ripping the letter open

"So… I'll see you there maybe?" Nora asked smiling

"Sure" He said cheerfully.

"I'll see you later then" Nora confirmed. She turned to the werewolf she had been sensing. They both turned to meet her gaze.

Stiles was lounging him his room still kind of pissed that Scott was showing Nora around town. He was stuck with the responsibility of tying down a Kanima tonight. He groaned, c-blocked every time a girl shows up in his life.

"Thanks a lot Scott" Stiles thought as he made his way to woods to meet up with Jackson. Stiles was driving to meeting spot.

"Where Scott?" Jackson quickly demanded. Stiles sighed as he pulled the chains out of his truck.

"He's failing at suppressing his teenage hormones, and how dare he go for seconds when he already has Allison" Stiles said peeved.

"He needs to be here" Jackson said keeling over. Stiles looked a little confused. Stiles had done this before without Scott, Scott was just a precaution.

"What do you mean? Good ole Stiles not good enough for you?" Stiles said jokingly.

"No… it's worse tonight, I dunno why" Jackson said holding his gut as if it were about to fall out.

"Well then let's just hurry" Stiles said alarmed. He began to warp the chains around Jackson and a large tree sturdy enough to hold him.

"It's…not going to hold me" Jackson said as Stiles put the lock on. "You should get out of here now"

Stiles backed away and ran to his jeep. He drove as fast as he could. Jackson was on edge more than usual, but Stiles was sure he wouldn't escape. Suddenly one of his tires when out, then another one. He skittered to a stop.

"Shit" Stiles said as he reached for his cell. Scott better answer.

"We'll have to think about it" Derek said.

"No" Scott said out rightly. He wasn't going to join her pack. He wasn't going to join any pack. His cell rang in his pocket. The betas looked at him like he was that guy at a movie theater. He answered anyway.

"Scott, he broke free" Stiles yelled into the phone. Nora got two things from that it was probably the Kanima and Stiles was probably the target.

Nora shifted into the animal that she was inside. She growled at her pack. Her seven betas all shifted as well. She leaped out of the dining room window, and they followed. Scott and Derek paused for a moment and then they shifted too and followed along.

Nora picked up Stiles scent quickly and ran into the woods. Stiles was in danger, there was not a moment to lose.

Stiles saw Jackson circling him through the window of his jeep. Jackson quickly ripped out the door and pulled Stiles out. He landed on the dirt with a thud. Jackson continued to circle him now. Stiles expected to see his life pass before his eyes instead he saw a large black werewolf jump in between him and Jackson. The werewolf turned to look at him. Its eyes were weird, greenish bluish pinkish. It turned back at Jackson. A fierce growled ripped from its throat. Jackson backed off a meter. Stiles was pretty sure he going to die just not as immediately as he thought. Several other werewolves jumped in as well, surrounding the Kanima. Stiles felt a panic attack coming on when Scott and Derek finally showed up.

"Stiles are you hurt?" Scott said kneeling down to check on Stiles. Nora turned around to gauge his expression. Stiles nodded slowly. She turned back to the Kanima which was very still at the moment. Nora heard a shot wising through the air from the distant. She jumped out of the way. An arrow came from the bushes and hit a tree. A few betas turned their heads in the direction.

"Hunters" Rachel said.

The Kanima sensing the distraction quickly jumped into the trees. A few betas started to follow

"No!" Rachel yelled calling them back.

"The hunters are more important now" She said. Nora prowled placing herself in front of her pack, Rachel stood at her side.

A few minutes later the Argents appeared in the clearing, Allison was among them. Scott felt himself tense up.

"Hunters we have no qualms with you, we do not spill human blood" Rachel said addressing Gerald who looked sternly at them.

"Unless you don't play by the rules, in that case you are outnumbered" Rachel said

"It was a mistake, a warning shot at most" Gerald said sternly.

"You can stop the histrionics. That was no mistake. The Kanima… is yours isn't it?" Rachel said abrasively. Gerald laughed and looked thoughtfully at Nora

"I never thought I'd live to see one of you. Which one are you, Michael, Athena, Oberon, Rag..."

Gerald was cut off by a loud snarling coming from Nora's lips.

"I will bite your head clean off your neck, make war paint from your blood and a bow from your bones to hunt down your family" Nora growled, her natural voice filtered by a huskiness.

"You should stop the histrionics" Gerald laughed "I guess you don't appreciate the levity. Even if I own the Kanima, why would I tell you?" Nora walked forward threateningly.

"There are rules, if you continue down this path, then I will abrogate our treaty" Nora said. Stiles couldn't quite place the voice but he knew he heard it somewhere.

"You should be careful, the Kanima easily betrays a master if it finds one more powerful or suitable" Nora continued "Who do you think is more powerful, you or me?"

Nora stalked off into the night. Her Betas followed. Scott was facing Allison who was not moving. Gerald looked grimly into the distance.

"Move out" He said finally and turned into the thicket of it. The hunters followed him leaving Allison to take one lingering gaze at Scott. Then she turned to follow them.