The Unnaturals

Ally's POV

Running.

I was running through a fog so dense it was hard to see.

It was a trap.

I shouldn't have ever left the pack, but it's too late now. I wanted to prove myself.

Too little, Papa had said.

Maybe next year, my sister had whispered just before she left with the patrols to investigate the deaths happening in the human town farthest from the pack borders but under our jurisdiction.

I shouldn't have followed them.

But I did.

"Keep moving, Ally. Please, we need to get you to safety." Kara yelled as we ran through the forest, her eyes glowing amber, the only indication that it was her wolf that ran beside me in human form.

The vampires who'd attacked the village, rogues by the crazed look in their eyes, had wanted the wolves from my pack to come and find them. They'd come prepared, armed with silver arrows dipped in wolfsbane. The ten man team that had left the pack were dead, save my sister. And me, the stubborn sixteen year old who had followed without permission.

Keep running, Allyson.

"Do not stop" Kara whispered, but it was more than enough for me to spur more energy into my legs.

This was one of the times I wished we were closer to the pack borders. The vampires wouldn't dare follow us into the pack.

"Well,well,well, what do we have here? Two beautiful damsels in distress." A man appeared in front of me and I halted mid run, falling on my back.

Kara was beside me in seconds.

Placing me behind her like a hen protecting her young, Kara glared at the vampire and his friends, two? Three? I couldn't see from behind her. I sniffed in the air around us, hoping to count the number by their scents. Weeks away from the full moon when I was supposed to experience my first change into my werewolf body, my senses were already sharper than most. Another sharp reminder that I wasn't like most werewolves.

My blood ran cold at the same time that Kara snarled. Ten.

We were utterly outnumbered. Even my father, the Alpha wouldn't be able to finish them off without being taken or injured.

They were all armed with silver.

Kara was only nineteen, a werewolf for three years.

"Go away." I whimpered, when one of them took a step closer. Vampire-turned. Relatively weaker and with no extraordinary gifts like the vampire-born; the Purebloods.

"I'm afraid I can't do that, sweetheart. We have questions that we think you can answer."

"Go to hell" She growled, flashing a fang while I shook in horror and gripped my sister's cloth like it was a lifeline.

I was sure my sister would've sent a message to the pack through the mind link. They were going to come. It would take them almost three hours to reach these parts but we just had to hang on. Just had to find a way to escape and hide till reinforcements arrived. We just had to hang on ...

"We won't take no for an answer, darling." Another voice purred. Kara turned and knelt in front of me. I knelt in front of her,my hands in her, tears threatening to escape.

"We just want you to confirm for us if there are any Unnaturals here. Our source says you are hiding one."

The dam of tears I was holding burst.

They'd found out about me. They'd come for me. Just like mama had warned.

'You must not tell anyone what you are, Allyson. Or they will come for you.'

My sister knew what I was. And I was already shaking my head when I saw the look she was giving me.

Her voice was steady, her eyes on me as she spoke words that I would never forgive her for.

"Take me with you. But please let her go. I'm what you are looking for."

The vampires burst into laughter and I was too scared and shocked to even process what was happening, my head shaking vigorously as if I could take back her words.

"Your heartbeat didn't even falter. Either you're telling the truth or you're a damn good liar." I heard impatient growls from behind my sister but she didn't even blink, even though it looked like we were about to be mauled to pieces by demons.

"Fine. But let me say goodbye to my sister." she answered,her voice impassive, save the tears that were trickling down her face.

"Please you can't do this... Please, don't leave me Kara..."

"Shhh. It's okay, sunshine. Remember that song we used to sing when we were much younger..."

There was a soft whine from the large brown wolf with blue eyes crouched beside me, his sadness a well that I found myself feeding from to try to end the numbness that had gripped me as I sang,

"Like the dew from the heavens,

The rain from the sky,

The bond we share will never end.

In your arms, I'll remain..." I couldn't finish because of the harsh breath that escaped my mouth. I rocked my body slowly as I hummed the tune of the only song that my sister loved to sing before we went to bed.

Today made it three years since that dreadful night. The night she'd been taken. I hadn't shed a tear since that night, my heart broken, my soul wounded by guilt.

I felt large arms around me, the brown wolf now very much human and wrapping me in his warm embrace and I murmured into his bare chest, my heart breaking but eyes dry. "I don't know who I am without her, Caleb. I can't go on anymore."

"She loved you, Ally. With all of her heart. She didn't hesitate because she knew you'd do the same for her. She wouldn't want to see you like this. Like vegetable. What am I saying? There's a reason your middle name is broccoli." I punched his chest, braving a slight smile at the mention of his nickname for me. "I hate you." "But I made you smile, didn't I?" "Thank you. For being here."

"Now, get out of the way, let me say hello." He said, shoving me to the side and placing his bouquet of lilies in front of her grave. I scoffed and cleaned my dry eyes with the back of his shirt before handing it to him.

"Come on, let's go,Caleb. I don't want to disturb her."

He rolled his eyes, shoving his hands into the pocket of the jeans he'd worn after turning back to human "Yeah, sure. After disturbing the peace with your horrid singing voice, you're saying I should go without saying hi. You're evil,woman" I glared at him.

Meet Caleb. A total idiot and my best friend.

He gave me a sly grin before turning his attention back to Kara and with all seriousness, made a vow that made a tear escape my eye.

"I'll take good care of her, Kara. I don't know how long it's going to take me, but I won't rest until I see the light return to her eyes, I promise."

"Mama, am I a monster?Why am I different from everyone else?"

"You are not, my darling. Just like there are many flowers in the world, the red camellia is the rarest of them all. You are like the red camellia. Rare. And that makes you special."

Camille to her daughter, Ally (8 yrs old)

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ALLY's POV

The first time my powers manifested, I was eight.

Kara and I had been playing in our mother's garden in the backyard and something had bitten my bare foot.

One minute I was screaming and the next, I saw my sister sitting on the ground several feet away from me, terror in her eyes.

Our mother, heavily pregnant had rushed out to see what the commotion was about and gasped.

That was when I looked around to see what used to be her garden. Nothing remained. Just a huge pile of ash. I'd passed out almost immediately, the migraine that hit me knocking me out in an instant.

If I'd thought mama was overprotective before, after that day, it quadrupled.

And then when mama passed, Kara became my babysitter, as much as her position as the Alpha's oldest could allow.

And then Kara died and the job of protecting my secret fell on my shoulders.

Sometimes I wondered if sleeping and never waking up would be a mercy compared to what would happen if anyone found out my secret.

Unnatural. Hybrid. Crossbreed.

I groaned and covered my head with a pillow when the first rays of sunlight hit my face.

"Rise and shine, my disciple."

Only one person called me that. I squinted my eyes and was met with the face of a boy that looked so much like Kara, it hurt to look at him sometimes.

My brother, Myers.

His dark blonde curls were glittering as the sun's rays rested on his head.

"Go away, Myers" I said, stuffing my face in a pillow.

There. Some peace and quiet. That is, until my entire body hit the ground.

"Myers!"

"Catch me if you can." And he took off for the living room, sure I'd run after him like I always did. And I was planning to, standing from the bed and stopping almost immediately when I saw handprints all over my sheets, only that where those handprints were, they were holes. Burnt into the fabric by my palms. It'd been so long since it last happened that I'd almost forgotten that I was capable of burning the house to the ground if I ever lost control.

Ripping the sheets from the bed with speed in case Myers came back to find me, I dumped it in the laundry basket and walked out of my bedroom. I met him in the kitchen drinking from a bottle of juice, despite knowing he should use a cup. On the counter was a plate of toast, bacon and eggs.

For a moment, I forgot what brought me here and helped myself to some bread. "Hey, that's mine. Go make your own." He whined and I smacked the back of his head.

"Well,you woke me up. Besides, who made this? Last I checked,you can't cook."

"Dad did."

"Oh."

It was no secret that my father and I were not friends. Ever since Kara died, I'd distanced myself from him, rebelled, fought with him until he couldn't take it anymore and finally snapped. And there was the fact that I'd done it all so that he wouldn't get close enough to know my secret.

"You can't do this forever, Allyson." He growled at me as I stood by the window in the living room.

"Of course I can. What do you want from me?"

"I want you to grow up, Grow up. You've lived your entire life being a shadow of your sister and I didn't complain because-"

"She was best at everything, father. She took care of us when you didn't. Of me when you didn't. She became both mother and father to us when mum died and in your grief, you shut us out. Myers and I were able to have a normal childhood because she made sure she exceeded all your expectations and carried the burden of being the Alpha's oldest." I yelled.

"You think I don't know that! Do you for one second think I'm okay with losing Kara? She was everything a father would have wanted in a child. She wouldn't be making trouble around and constituting a nuisance everywhere." He blurted out, but not before he saw how he'd broken the battered remnants of my heart to pieces.

"Ally, I didn't mean-"

"No,it's fine. I understand. I'll never be the kind of daughter that you'd be proud of. I'll never be Kara."

"Ally, you're not eating." Myers said, a frown etched on his slender face. He was just eleven and was already bigger than most boys his age, looking like a fourteen year old. The perks of werewolf genes. Alpha genes.

"Its alright. I'm not just hungry anymore." I said, standing up to leave the kitchen.

"But I can't finish all of this. I asked him to make for the two of us. Please, don't go." I could hear how hurt he was as he pleaded.

Turning around to face him, I saw his green eyes filled with tears. I sighed and opened my arms for him.

He hugged me tight and started crying as I apologized to him. Even though he barely talked about Mum and Kara and tried to put up a happy face, I knew he was just as affected as I was.

He was barely three when mum passed away, and then Kara died a few days before his eighth birthday.

Then he had to watch as I spiraled down for a while before trying to pick up and put the pieces of my life together. It filled me with shame that despite knowing all of that, I couldn't protect him from the repercussions of the discord between myself and our father.

"I'm sorry, Ally. Men don't cry, do they?" He said, sniffing as he pulled me to sit beside him by the kitchen counter.

"Don't let any one fool you, Myers. They cry, a lot. But don't cry in front of anyone except me,okay?" With that,he nodded and gave me a genuine smile. Something that I'd been struggling to give to everyone who was worried about me. There and then, I decided that I was going to try harder to be the sister he deserved "So,will you eat with me?"

"Of course. I'll even drive you to school. How about that?"

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"So,what's it going to be? East or West?" Caleb asked as we sat in our favorite diner. The sun had just set.

We were discussing college options.

All supernatural communities, including the packs and clans took up the responsibility of educating their young until the high school level before letting them leave to study in whatever college they desired, with humans. It was the only time supernaturals were able to share the same space or air without the need for confrontation, because confrontation meant exposure to the humans and confidentiality was the only rule all the supernaturals agreed on completely.

"We've had this discussion before and you know that-"

"You can't leave Myers here while you go to college in the West or probably East. North is out of it entirely." He answered,stealing a fry from my plate.

I rolled my eyes. Everyone knew that there were only mountains in the North, the human population the lowest in the entire country although there were rumors that some packs lived there. Our pack, the Rocca Tribe was located in the forest region of Creemore, a little town thirty minutes away from the country's largest city, Toronto.

"I prefer to go West though. That's where most of us are likely to be at, especially with the vampires overpopulating the East."

"Come on. Let's go East. I've heard tales that the most beautiful women are from the East. Besides, we'll get to see the famous Gomez Tribe for ourselves."

"Like it's not the Gomez girls you're after."

I snorted and stole his cup of ice cream.

He tried to pin me with a glare and sighed when I didn't budge.

"Ally, please. There are so many tribes to check out in the East. Besides, the human population is more there than West."

"I'll think about it. But the Saskat River in the West is beautiful and the weather is-"

We were interrupted when Raymond walked in with a group of people. After telling them to reserve a seat for him, he strolled to meet us, a smirk on his face. I adjusted my glasses and gave Caleb a look that said,

Please don't fight him.

Raymond was the son of Grant, my father's second. He was also the guy I lost my virginity to, when I was going through a rebellious phase.

After that, I think he assumed that we were going to have our happily ever after, where he would become Alpha and make all his dreams come true. Unfortunately for him, I kicked his ass to the curb after waking up the next morning and we'd been at loggerheads ever since.

"Well,well,look what the wind blew in my direction today. Hello, Allyson." He said and gave me a smug look. I sighed and placed a hand on my forehead, the poker face I'd had to perfect over the years intact. I could have done better than him.

"What do you want?" Caleb attempted to say but came out as a growl, his face impassive. I knew Caleb enough to know that he would attack if provoked. And Raymond, from the glint in his eyes was set to provoke him.

"Well, hello to you too, Caleb. Thanks, by the way for watching out for my sweetheart while we were apart."

"What do you want, Raymond?" I said, looking up to glare at him, and he smirked,eyeing me up and down.

To think there was a time in my life where I'd fantasized about getting into his pants, I shook my head and sighed in regret.

"I want us to talk, Ally. Like a real talk. Without Mr bodyguard, of course." He said seriously before eyeing Caleb like he was some kind of poison.

"Well, she doesn't want to talk to you, punk. So waddle away." I chuckled when I saw that Caleb's words had wiped the smirk from his face.

But then he smiled, and whispered

"At least I was the one that got into her pants. Not you, smartass."

He turned to leave, but not before Caleb stood up and tackled him on the ground, his fangs already showing.

The entire cafe had stopped what they were doing to witness the fight. If there was anything werewolves loved more than hating vampires, it was watching fights. I could see all of them ready to start chanting.

Although I wanted to let Caleb have his fun with Raymond, I had to stop him.

"Please, Caleb. Trust me, it doesn't matter."

"I won't let him disrespect you and get away with it." Caleb's green eyes were already wolf-blue, Raymond's brown eyes amber as his wolf waited for Caleb to land the first blow, which would automatically lead to a fight that ended in spilling blood and broken bones.

Then I remembered something and I smiled. "Just let him go, Caleb. His dignity is already down the drains. Not every guy would be happy to know that you screwed their girlfriend and sister, on the same day." I whispered, knowing that everyone in the diner with werewolf senses would hear me and I'm sure I heard someone gasp.

Raymond's face paled and Caleb smiled triumphantly at the memory. Standing up,he whispered "Well, Ashley and Rayna were good lays, by the way."

"You son of a bitch" It was Raymond's turn to see red. Some guys had come over to restrain him, while Caleb helped me to gather my books. "Bye." We said simultaneously and turned to leave the cafe when we heard a piercing scream.

I'm sure everyone else heard it too, because all of us ran out to see what was going on.

The scream was from Mrs Nettle's house five houses away and when we got there, a small crowd had gathered around something.

A girl was on the floor, lifeless with black liquid foaming at her mouth and when I moved closer to see her face, I gasped and covered my mouth.

It was Ashley, the same Raymond's girlfriend that we'd spoken about not too long ago.

Author's note: The plot is set in Canada, where there are many towns with different packs, for example, the Rocca Tribe lives in Creemore, Toronto.Gomez Tribe in the East, in Mysica, Labrador. It goes on and on like that. More packs will be talked about as we move on.Let's not forget the vampires too. They live in clans as well in different places too and so do humans. You could find some wolves and vampires living among the Humana especially those that have gone rogue or been banished for one reason or the other, or just basically refuse to live within a pack/clan structure.The packs and clans educate their children all through the way to high school after which they are then giving identities that allow them to attend colleges in human societies.

"What is wrong with Ally, mama? Is she sick?"

"She is not sick. Just a little different.That is why you must not tell anyone about it and make sure she is safe and can protect herself. People will hurt her if they know she is different. We don't want that, do we?"

"No. I'll always protect her. I promise."

"I know, my beautiful Kara. My strong girl."

Camille to daughter, Kara (11yrs)

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ALLY's POV

My father was going mad with rage. Three more dead bodies had been found in less than two weeks. All showing the same symptoms:

No pupils, fangs removed and black liquid oozing from their mouth. All in their teenage years.

At first, we were convinced that whoever was doing this attacked only girls, until Jeff's dead body was found floating on the lake.

Jeff was one of the star quarterbacks in the town's high school, barely in his sophomore year. He'd gone missing for days, just like the others before him and had turned up in front of his parents house, dead. His mother was devastated and had almost committed suicide. I couldn't blame her. He was the only child she'd been blessed with and children were an almost rarity amongst supernaturals.

Now, everyone between the ages 15-20 was seated in the Town square,our parents sitting opposite us.

I was terrified out of my mind because somehow, I always seemed to be near when the bodies were discovered. Caleb had tried to pacify me,saying that it was barely a coincidence, but what if it wasn't?

I didn't even want to think about finding Caleb's body or worse,dying and leaving Myers alone.

"It's going to be fine, Ally. I'm not going anywhere."Caleb whispered, taking my hands in his and when I looked at him, he gave me a reassuring smile.

"Calm down,your eyes are glowing"He whispered and I stiffened when he lowered his voice even lower to tell me the colour. "Yellow."

"Now is not the time to be funny."

"You know I wouldn't joke about that. Close your eyes and breathe." I nodded and did as he asked and when I opened my eyes,he gave me a nod of approval,never leaving my hand.

I sighed and moved the fake glasses I wore sometimes as close to my face as possible. Not that I needed it anyway. My eyesight was more than perfect. I was eleven-still a long way to go before my first shift, five years to be exact- when my eyes glowed for the first time.

I had chocolate hair and hazel eyes, much to the surprise of the townfolk because my dad had dark hair and brown eyes whereas my mum was the perfect blonde with emerald eyes, and Myers and Kara had inherited her features and good looks.

We were out playing in the woods and I had twisted my ankle. Kara had rushed and we'd watched as the broken ankle went back into place as if nothing had happened. She'd looked up at me to see if I was as shocked as she was and gasped, saying that my eyes weren't hazel any longer but were the brightest yellow.

I'd shrugged it off, telling Kara that we were probably seeing things, but neither of us could explain the fact that until after the first shift, werewolf children were relatively human and couldn't heal rapidly but I'd done exactly that. And there was the fact that my eyes were glowing a different color already.

In the end, we'd gone to our mama to tell her everything and she'd repeated what she'd told me that first time when I burnt down her garden in Italian, the native language of her parents, whom she'd had to cut off contact with the moment she agreed to be the mate of a werewolf.

"You are special, my beautiful Allyson. You are unnatural. You are a secret. No one must know or you will die."

Months later, when Kara had come home with tickets for a movie that I'd wanted to watch but had sold out at our town's cinema, I'd almost snuffed the life out of her and was jubilating when she stopped me and screamed.

"Your eyes!" Kara gasped and I frowned.

"What are you talking about? You shouldn't joke about stuff like that, Kara" Before I knew what was happening, she'd dragged me to stand in front of her bathroom mirror and I gasped when I saw it. Bright yellow orbs.

"What are we going to do? I can't go to school like this. Nobody can find out."

I began pacing from one end to another ignoring the awestruck look on Kara's face.

"Well-" I snapped my fingers in front of her. "What? You could just use glasses or tell anyone that it's contacts. It's the reigning thing now. Besides,you haven't told anyone about, you know" she gesticulated with her hands.

I smiled sheepishly. "Uhmmm,I might have told a certain Caleb." Kara's expression turned grim. "Why would you do that?"

"It was an accident!!! I set his books aflame."

"Mama said not to tell anyone. He could get hurt or worse. Even father doesn't know. Mama made sure of it. And please,don't tell Myers. Where does this Caleb stay?"

"Your father is looking this way. Please tell me you've been listening. I don't want my head on a pike." Caleb whispered and when I nodded sheepishly, he sighed. "You haven't been listening, have you?" "What'd he say?"

"There's going to be a curfew. All teens must always have their phones and be in groups of at least two. So in other words, I have to follow you everywhere, even the bathroom." Caleb said and wiggled his eyebrows and I smacked his arm.

"I say we fight those good for nothing monsters. I'm sure they are behind this." One man stood up and spoke. People began to murmur and nod their heads,even teens who didn't know more than sucking each other's faces. I snorted. Many of these kids had never witnessed violence before or taken a life.

Other than the excruciating pain that came with the first change on the night of the first full moon after their sixteenth birthday, none of them had been taken. None of them had violently turned wolf on a random day that wasn't a full moon. None of them had spilled blood.

When I came to, I was hanging off the body of a vampire. I could see the back of his legs as he walked, his shoulder bumping against my stomach as he moved. That's when it hit me. The last thing I saw before I'd gotten a blow to the head was my sister being dragged away. I thought they'd agreed to let me go in exchange that Kara went with them. Of course not. They weren't called the vermin of the earth for nothing. Liars.

"Why, hello sweetheart. Awake?" One of them bent and whispered close to my face while the other cackled.

"Where are you taking me? Where is my sister?." I growled and they laughed. "We're hours away from where you took a nap." The man that called me sweetheart said. "I think we're going to have a little fun with you first." The man carrying me added and threw me to the ground like a sack of grain. There were four of them, twice my size and looking at me with malevolent smiles. As they advanced towards me,I crawled as much as my bound hands and feet would allow and when they grabbed me, I fought to release myself from their grip. Weak and pathetic. A werewolf turned would have snapped these binds and clawed their faces. A pity that I wasn't one yet.

One of them licked the spot behind my ear and I froze. Oh no. This wasn't how I was going to end. I'd rather be dead than let them have their way with me. As I struggled and thought of how to free myself, I heard that tiny voice that always whispered to me whenever I was in agony.

Use your fire, it said.

But they'll know who I am, I shot back.

They won't be able to tell if they're ash, it argued.

I didn't get time to argue or tell it that I'd promised Kara to never use it, to never expose myself when one of them cupped my breasts and another bit into my shoulder.

I snapped.

I screamed.

They were flying off me in an instant. When I deigned to look, where there were four, there was now three. A pile of ashes told me what I'd done. The magic moaned in satisfaction.

I saw shock all over their faces and I knew my eyes were glowing. The migraines that came with using the fire magic hit me with full force but I stood still, wiping blood from my nose.

My voice was calm, a dark contrast with the hell I was going to raise, secret be damned. "Tell me where my sister is."

The one who bit me snarled, unfazed. "Go to hell, bitch."

He was ash the next second.

Where there were three, there was now two.

One of them took off running but the other was frozen in place, his voice trembling even as he begged his limbs to support him and flee.

"Please, please,don't hurt me. I can convince them. They have the wrong wolf. I know that now."

He stuttered and I was waiting for him to get to the point of telling me where my sister was when I felt it. I was shifting and it was happening faster than I'd ever imagined. I don't remember much of what the pain felt like because the man took off and my wolf licked her fangs in anticipation of her first of many kills. She was right. It was the first of many kills that night.

"We cannot attack them without any proof, Greg. We will lose our lands. Do you want our children and wives to be homeless." A deep voice that I knew very well responded. I looked up and saw the man standing, arms crossed. It was Dominic, Caleb's father.

"Go,daddy" Caleb murmured and I chuckled.

"We'll discuss this when the kids are not around. Children,you may leave now. Remember, groups of two." My father said and I heard many of the kids heave a sigh of relief. I didn't think they understood the gravity of what was going on. Or the carnage that would come upon us if the vampires were indeed responsible for the crimes.

"Hey, let me drive you home." Caleb offered and I shook my head.

He needed the security a whole lot more than I did. "You're in more danger than I am. You of all people know that I can handle myself." He rolled his eyes at my response and shoved me into his jeep.

"Put on your seatbelt. We're preparing for take off." It was my turn to roll my eyes. "Aye aye captain"

"I can't hear you."

"Aye,aye captain"

"Oh,who lived in a pineapple under the sea-"

"That's enough, Caleb. Please keep your eyes on the road." I hushed him and he pouted and started the car.

As I looked around, I was sure I could hear eerie voices but with the happy look on Caleb's face as he bopped his head to Lush life, maybe I was too paranoid. Maybe it was just a supernatural serial killer on the loose. I wished that was it.