«Teen Wolf». Imagines & One Shots

Being Brett Talbot's Girlfriend: • You were a friend of Scott and Stiles. • You were turned by Peter Hale after Scott, Stiles and you found out that werewolves actually exist. • He wanted to create his own pack, but you joined Scott's pack. • This is how you became friends with all the members of Scott's pack, and then with the members of the pack of Derek Hale, Peter's nephew. • Of course, you were surprised that there are so many werewolves in the city. • You first met Brett when he came to a lacrosse match with members of his team from Devenford Prep School. "Look at the guy there," your friend admired in a loud whisper. Player number twenty-eight looked in your direction and grinned. You were confused. There was no way he could hear her unless... unless he was a werewolf. • You watched him closely on the field. • And a couple of times he managed to do something that an ordinary person could not do. For example, he jumped so high, and then hit the ball with such force (and hit the goal directly, because the goalkeeper simply dodged the ball, flying straight at him with all his might, fearing to be crippled by this very ball), that the spectators in the stands gasped in amazement and immediately began to discuss, argue and furiously to prove to each other that it's just good physical fitness. Very, very good physical fitness. • You heard, after the goal scored by this guy, some blonde girl on the podium shouted loudly "Yes, Brett!". You looked at her with interest. They were similar to him, so you decided for yourself that it was his sister. • After the game, you were waiting for Scott and Stiles near the men's locker room. When Brett came out of the door leading to the locker room, you thought for a couple of seconds and went straight to him. "Hi, are you Brett?" smiling, you asked. "Hi, yes, Brett Talbot," he smiled back and held out his hand for you to shake. You immediately shook it. "Y/N Y/L/N", you introduced yourself in response, without ceasing to smile. "Nice to meet you." "You scored just amazing today," you said. "Thanks," Brett laughed. For some reason, his laughter fascinated you so much that you realized that you were openly staring at him and you came to your senses only after someone exclaimed. "Brett!" He looked back, and you followed him. The same girl from the stands was hurriedly heading towards you. "Ready to go?" She put her arms around his neck and kissed him on the cheek. "Yes", he nodded and turned his gaze to you. The blonde girl also looked at you curiously. "I'm Y/N Y/L/N", you hurriedly introduced yourself, also holding out your hand to her. "Lorilee, Lorilee Talbot", she smiled, shaking your hand. You nodded. "Well, I'll go", you realized that they were about to leave and did not want to interfere, so you decided that it would be better to leave quickly. "Goodbye," Lorilee said goodbye, and Brett waved his hand at you. • You returned to the locker room as soon as they were out of sight. • Over the next few weeks, you tried to figure out why your thoughts kept returning to this Brett. You saw him for the first time on the lacrosse field, so why… • A little later, you realized that you seemed to have fallen in love with him. "Damn…" • When he arrived for the next match, you noticed how Liam Dunbar, Scott's new beta, reacted negatively to his appearance. Scott and Stiles took him away, and you went up to Brett to ask what happened between them. He told you the story about their coach's car, also adding that not only does he dislike Liam because of it, but the entire Devenford lacrosse team. • Of course, you were surprised and a little afraid of the upcoming match between the two schools. • But everything went almost well. "Almost" — because one of the members of your school's team, Garrett, hid a blade poisoned with yellow wolfsbane in his stick, and then right on the field he got into a fight with Liam and Brett. He wounded Brett with the blade and pushed Liam so that he broke his arm. • Brett was carried off the field by medics and you and Scott went after them. You arrived just in time to see the unconscious medics lying on the floor. Scott told you to stay where you were, and he listened intently to the sounds coming from. Garrett's girlfriend Violet was in the locker room. Brett was crawling on the floor on his hands, trying in vain to get away from Violet. "What did you do to me?" his eyes glowed yellow. "You cut yourself with a poisoned blade. He was wearing wolfsbane. It won't kill you, but this can," the girl waved her hand and instead of the bolo necklace that had previously hung around her neck, a thermal fiber garrote turned out to be in her hands. Brett glanced at the necklace only once before trying to crawl further away. "Why? Why are you doing this?" he asked with difficulty. "Because you're worth a lot of money, Brett," she replied, kicking him in the back. "A million dollars." He fell on his stomach, and she sat on top of him, threw a garrote around his neck and began to tighten it, getting to her feet. It seemed she had tried to kill Brett by decapitating him with a garrote. • But it turned out that it was a trap for Scott, who, as it turned out later, was worth twenty-five million dollars on the Death List. "He said, "It's not worth even trying,"" Violet smiled happily, tightening the noose around Scott's neck, "but I caught you, I caught the Alpha!" she struggled to tighten the garrote that was burning Scott's neck, but he pulled it away from his neck and slowly turned to Violet, flashing red eyes. He slammed her head against the wall, not hard, but enough for her to pass out, took off the garrote, and turned to the surprised Stiles who entered the locker room. "I think you should call your father." He turned to Brett, who was lying on the floor. You followed the younger Stilinski into the locker room. "Is he okay?" you bit your lip. "He was conscious when I came in here and tried to warn me," Scott nodded. *** "What the hell?" Stiles exclaimed. You quickly took Brett to the Deaton Clinic, where Derek, Stiles and you were trying to keep Brett convulsing in a stationary state. He was coughing up foamy yellow aconite that was bubbling near his mouth. "He was poisoned with a rare species of wolfsbane, I need to make an incision. If you can't hold him, the incision could kill him," Deaton warned you seriously. Suddenly Brett pushed you away and sat down, and then probably wanted to escape from the clinic, but then Peter came to your aid, who knocked him out with one blow. "You should have done it right away," you gasped, watching Deaton make an incision on Brett's chest. Yellow smoke came out of the cut, which immediately dissipated. "The sun, the moon, the truth… The sun, the moon, the truth… The sun, the moon, the truth ..." Brett exhaled softly, barely audibly, being in an unconscious state. "What does he say?" Stiles asked ""Sun, moon, truth". It's from Buddhism," Deaton concluded. "Satomi", Peter nodded. God help me... another werewolf. You exhaled nervously, covering your face with your hands. But you suspected that he might be one of the werewolves, but only now it has been confirmed definitively… *** • As soon as Brett came to, he found you sitting next to him and holding his hand. "Hello," he said hoarsely. You looked at him and smiled. "Hello." You stretched out your hand to his head to feel his forehead. There was no temperature. Good. "How long have I been unconscious?" Brett asked, looking around. "All night." "Just don't tell me you've been sitting here like this all night," Talbot squinted in disbelief. "Well, yes," you shrugged, not seeing anything special about it. He stared at you like you were crazy, even though you thought you saw a little admiration in that look. "You barely know me, but you've been sitting by my "bed"" he made quotation marks in the air with his free hand "all night?!" Brett realized that you took away his pain all night and that only made him more amazed. You shrugged again, a little embarrassed by this remark and by the fact that you understood what he meant, and then looked into his eyes. Your heart skipped a beat when you noticed... tenderness. From where? Why? "I'll call your sister," you smiled, gently taking your hand from his palm, "rest". * • But you were surprised when Brett asked you to date after that. • And then agreed. • Lori has become your best friend. • But you still stayed in Scott's pack. • Later, Lorilee told you about how they got into Satomi's pack: their family died in a house fire, after which Brett and Lorilee Rohr were adopted by Satomi and accepted into her pack. You wisely didn't ask Brett about it either, instead you just hugged Laurie tightly. • When you found out that Tamora Monroe, with the help of Gerard Argent, gathered hunters to kill werewolves, you immediately warned Brett, and he warned his pack. • You haven't heard from them for a long time, and you were literally going crazy worrying about Brett. • As it turned out later, Satomi was killed while trying to negotiate a peace treaty. The rest of the pack members were killed by Monroe hunters. But Brett and Laurie weren't among them, so you kept hoping for the best no matter what. • Laurie came to Scott when she couldn't find Brett. She was sure that he was in danger, because she found her brother's bloody, broken lacrosse stick in the parking lot of the high school, she realized that he was in trouble, and immediately asked for help to find him. • You immediately went looking for him. • It turned out that Brett was poisoned with aconite by Tamora Monroe. Then he was shot with an arrow, which he pulled out, and then headed down into the tunnels, narrowly avoiding Monroe and Gerard. • Scott, Malia, you, Lorilee and Liam went down into the tunnels to find him. Lori and Liam found him first, but you stayed late with Scott and Malia. Scott realized that the hunters were preparing another trap by separating them, so you hurried to them. • When you reunited with the guys, Brett looked very bad, but nevertheless he was very glad to see you all. • Lorilee was supporting Brett by the arm when the hallway was suddenly shrouded in smoke. "Go away!" Liam exclaimed, waving at Laurie and Brett. "No," you shook your head, "I'm sure it's a trap. Please," you turned to Brett, who was barely standing on his feet, "don't leave. Please," you said pleadingly. Lori looked at her brother, they looked at you and nodded at the same time. You exhaled with a little relief. • Scott and Malia soon came running to you and Malia enthusiastically shared that she had managed to take away someone else's pain for the first time. You were very happy for her, but you had to get Brett and Laurie out of the tunnels, and also get out of here yourself. And preferably alive. • Fortunately for you, Monroe and Gerard were sure that Brett and Laurie fell into their trap and came to the surface, on the highway, so you almost unhindered returned through the tunnels back and hurried to safety. • Alan Deaton's veterinary clinic was a safe place. • This time, Dr. Deaton was barely able to save Brett's life, because the poison from the monkshood was spreading. But you arrived on time and Brett survived. • And he examined Lori and treated her abrasions and cuts. • You exhaled with relief. Brett and Laurie were alive, and that was all that mattered to you at the moment. You stayed at the table where he was lying, sat on a chair next to him and just waited. After a while, you heard a soft sigh. You turned to Brett just in time to see the flash of yellow eyes. "Hi," Brett smiled when he saw you. "Hello," you said softly, squeezing his hand in yours and stroking the back of his palm with your thumb, more to calm yourself than for him. • When Brett recovered, he offered Scott his help. Lori nodded, she was also ready to help in any way she could. • Scott and Chris Argent asked for help from other hunters who were loyal to the werewolves. Such, as it turned out, were not only in Beacon Hills. • You even had to prove to some of them that you were werewolves, so not only Scott and Chris went to the meetings, but also you. And sometimes the whole pack of Scott and Derek. • From other hunters, you learned that Monroe went further and travels around the country in search of new hunters who would fight against supernatural beings. • This news, of course, could not please you, but at least you knew what Monroe was up to. • You had to team up with various other hunters and packs of werewolves, as well as with other supernatural creatures, because Monroe threatened not only werewolves, she threatened the entire supernatural world. • Sometimes you didn't want to do absolutely nothing, it seemed that the whole world turned against you and you just wanted to surrender to the mercy of the enemies, because you knew that you were all damn tired of it all. • But when such thoughts visited you, you remembered how much you all lost and gained along the way. You thought how much good and bad was still ahead. And you knew that if you give up now, if you all give up now, then everything will be over for you. Forever, forever. And you understood that even you yourself could not give up, because you had people to live for. Your parents, your family, the pack, friends, Laurie and Brett. You knew he wouldn't want to live without you. And it lifted you to your feet every day, forcing you to fight, fight with all your might. • Someday, one day, after the war, after all this horror, after all the losses, defeats, victories and bitterness, Brett will make you an offer. And your answer will be, of course, "yes." After all that you have already experienced together, there can be no other way.