{I do not own Teen Wolf, It's plot, dialogue, or characters etc. That all goes to MTV and Jeff Davis, the writers and producers etc. However I do own Emma Morrison, her past, family and old friends that I make up} 

1 Year Earlier

The woods felt like they were closing in, her body squeezing to get the last of her energy out as she fell to the ground - she howled, pain and anger mixed between it. Keep going that was her motto, and yet she had failed it. 

"Hey, You okay?" Asked a voice, unrecognisable to the younger female - who lay near on dead on the floor of the forrest. She was 18, and yet had to finish high school - maybe because what she had been doing for the past three years had finally caught up to her?

"Does it look like I'm okay?" She snapped, ready to bite this poor excuse of a human's head off, until his eyes shone a gold colour, werewolf. It overcame in her head, until her eyes started to drop closed. 

"No, stay awake. You'll be okay!" He shouted, "Derek, Stiles!" He shouted when she had fully passed out in his arms. The two males came rushing through the woods, One older than the other at the age of 20 and Stiles at the age of 17, turning 18 in three months. 

"What happened?" Derek asked, looking at the female.

"I don't know, she passed out as soon as I got to her." He answered.

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"Put her on the table" Deaton said to the young males in front of him, Scott McCall quickly put the girl down on the table as her heart beat was starting to fade. 

"Can you do something?" Stiles asked as he felt for a pulse.

"Whatever happened to her, she has a very weak pulse. I think she may have ingested wolfsbane." Deaton said. "It's the only thing that could make her this weak in about two hours," He answered.

He picked up a needle before filling it with something, "This is the only antidote. I need someone to break her arm so we can bleed the wolfsbane out of her." He said, sticking the needle into the soft tissue of the female's arm. 

"Derek," Scott and Stiles said, stepping away to let the more experienced Alpha take over. He put his arms on her wrist and Deaton nodded before he twisted it, his claws breaking the skin on her arm and letting the blood drop to the floor - a certain yellowy - orange substance came out.

"Deaton, what is that?" Stiles asked as he leaned down, Alison and Lydia quickly slammed the door open when they heard what was going on.

"What happened?" Lydia asked as Alison leaned down to look at the substance. 

"Guys, I know this. It's a certain kind of wolfsbane - only one family has, The Morrison's." She said, standing up. "Stories that I have heard is, that there is two parents - that are apparently dead They had five children, three of them are werewolves and two of them are twins." She said.

"I don't know which one this is though, and if she does wake up. We need to ask her about it, and what happened."

Derek and Scott looked at the passed out girl - this girl was a Morrison, one of the founding families of hunters. Yet, she herself was a werewolf and so was two of her other siblings.