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Visible // Teen Wolf Pack x Reader

Part 2 to ' Invisible '

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After the incident with (Y/n) happened she disappeared, literally. It was like she never existed. No one remembered her except the pack, her things in her locker had disappeared. Nobody cared about the once popular girl who had disapeared from the school, maybe even the whole state of California!

"Whatever happened to (Y/n)?" Lydia pursed her lips," She just disappeared off the radar." "Well," Isaac looked around while shoving his hands in his pockets," She left Beacon Hills, obviously."

"Yeah so helpful Isaac," Stiles rolled his eyes," I mean where is she right now?"

"Well," (Y/n)'s voice cut in, appearing behind Isaac," I didn't exactly leave Mr. Isaac."

"What the actual fuck," he screamed out, flinching.

(Y/n) giggled, leaning close to his face," I've been watching you guys for months, you're just like little bugs." Her voice changed, turning cold," You all are little pests."

"Wow thanks," Stiles rolled his eyes again," Now where have you been. Everyone forgot you and you left Beacon Hills. No one remembered you except us."

"Well," (Y/n) smiled," I never left Beacon Hills, not exactly. I can be anywhere and everywhere at the same time," she disappeared for a second and then reappeared next to Scott, she disappeared again then appeared on the other side of the room. No one payed attention to her.

"I'm not exactly what Stiles thought I was," She thought for a second," What was it called?  A Zanna?"

"Yeah a Zanna," Stiles yelled at her.

"You must be mistaken," (Y/n) walked towards him," I'm not a Zanna, an imaginary friend. I am what you call, well." She shook her head," This is harder than I thought. I am well to be frank, I am dead."

"What does that mean?" Allison asked, confusion all over her face.

"Well it means exactly what I said," (Y/n) stuck out her tongue," I've been dead for years. But for some reason I came back. Remember that time you chanted some silly Latin words, Scott and Stiles? Well it didn't do nothing, I came back to life."

"That's not possible," Isaac drawled out," If you've been working on that story for a year..."

"Well that was this little thing called a lie," she smiled," You would know something about that wouldn't you?"

"How did you die anyway?" Scott asked," I mean not to be rude or anything-"

"It's fine you would find out anyway," (Y/n) closed her eyes and sighed in regret," I was murdered here late at night when me and my friends decided to play around on a little bet. I now haunt the school. Boo!"

"Really?" Isaac raised an eyebrow.

"Nah that's a stupid movie cliché. I was a werewolf and I was killed by a few hunters who thought I was going around murdering people," (Y/n) clicked her tongue," What was his name? Oh! It was Peter Hale who killed the girl not me! I was innocent but Uncle Peter thought it was fun to blame me. Great luck right?"

"Did you say... Uncle Peter?" Allison gasped," That means you're related to Derek?"

"Well no shit Sherlock" (Y/n) rolled her eyes," He's my little brother, God I hated when he was born he was so obnoxious and always cried. I always had to look out for him when we were growing up. I was only three years older than him, heh. I died in his arms."

"You died... In his arms?" Lydia's eyes widened in surprise.

"No wonder he's a sour wolf," Stiles rolled his eyes. "Hey he's still my brother," (Y/n) frowned, slapping the back of Stiles' head," Don't be a dick Stiles."

"How long are you- you know. Going to be a ghost," Allison asked. Stiles let out a little hey for being ignored.

"Probably until someone kills me," (Y/n) pondered," Or burned my body."

"What the fuck man?" Stiles spat out the water he was drinking," Burn your body?!?"

"Haven't you seen Supernatural?!?" (Y/n) asked," I don't actually know when I'm going to leave but I'm going off a whim and saying what Dean and Sam do."

"Great we have a ghost in our hands, who's related to Derek and Peter Hale. The ghost doesn't even know how to get rid of itself and you know to top it off- It's a fangirl of a show about badass guys who hunt monsters and is going off that to hunt itself," Stiles exclaimed," So peachy."

"Hey I might be dead but I'm still a girl!" (Y/n) glared at him," Anyway, We need to get to Derek and Peter." "

Ugh why do we have to go to them?" Isaac moaned in agony," Peter creeps me out."

"Because they're the only ones who know how to help us!" (Y/n) exclaimed.

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Invisible // Teen Wolf Pack x Reader

Apparently Invisible got deleted so; Enjoy this was my first one shot on here:

“I think she’s Supernatural,” Lydia stated, pointing at the popular (h/c) haired girl. The said girl looked over and smiled at the group.

Stiles smiled, saying to the pack,“ There’s no way she could be supernatural. I mean she’s the popular who loves fricken kittens of all things.”

“So? You can likes things and be Supernatural. I like cats,” Lydia purses her lips,“ After school she always goes missing. Never hangs out with friends, never calls or texts anyone. She’s invisible.”

“Well maybe she’s just keeping to herself?” Scott suggested, keeping an eye on (Y/n).

“ Maybe Scott’s right. She could just be there all the time after school,” Allison agreed with her boyfriend.

“Well,” Isaac smirked,“ There was this one time on the weekend a while ago. I saw her and she was acting suspicious so you know, I followed her.”

“You followed a high school girl without her permission like a creep?” Stiles laughed,“ Great if she isn’t supernatural she’ll probably call the cops.”

“Let me finished,” Isaac glared at the sarcastic teen,“ Anyway she knew I was following her so she turned. When I turned she was gone but her scent was still there. It was like she was next to me but she wasn’t.”

“ I don’t know about you guys but I’m following her after school,” Lydia stated,“ Who’s coming with me?”

(Y/n) stretched her arms out,’ Finally schools over.’ She started walking out of the school, unaware that Isaac Lahey was following her, the others setting up traps.

She looked back, making eye contact with the tall teen,’ Great, he’s following me again,’ she started walking back into the school, him following her. She turned a corner, turning invisible.

He turned the corner, sniffing the air,“ (Y/n) I know you’re here.” She stayed silent. “What are you exactly?” he asked,“ I can keep a secret."  Her scent faded away.

The next day at lunch a furious (Y/n) came to their table. "Isaac Lahey you stalker,” she hissed. “Woah what did I do,” he asked ‘innocently’, smirking at her.

“You know what you did,” she glared at him. “Well,” Stiles looked at her with a bitch face,“ What did he do?”

“He keeps following me after school and on weekends. It’s creepy and it’s scaring me,” she stated,“ If he keeps doing it I will report him.”

“Welllllllll,” Scott looked around her, not making eye contact,“ He really likes you and wants to take you on a date.”

“Yeah,” Lydia joined in,“ He really thinks-” “ I have a boyfriend,” (Y/n) cut her off,“ Also I’m not interested in people like him.” “People like him?”

“You know,” she pursed her lips,“ Stalker, creepy, he smells like a dog. Oh also I thought he was dating Stiles.”

“You thought I was gay?” He asked in disbelief,“ I would never date Stiles I have standards!” “Yeah thanks,” Stiles glared,“ Anyway lunch is over.”

The (h/c) haired girl rolled her eyes and stood up,“ See you last period Allison.”

Allison nodded and waved to the girl. “Idea,” Scott’s eyes lit up,“ Allison you’re gonna take her folder off her desk or out of her backpack. Leave it on her desk when she leaves and she’ll come back for it. We’ll set up a trap on top of the door. Like put a bucket of paint, which will reveal her if she’s invisible. So Isaac you have to follow her again.”

'When will Isaac Lahey stop following me?’ (Y/n) thought to herself, turning the corner and turning invisible.

Isaac stood still. “I know you’re here (Y/n),” he stated.

She stood still, opening her backpack. She could wait for him to leave. As she looked in, her folder was missing, she panicked,’ No I could’ve left it in last period. Right?’

She quietly closed her backpack, walking towards the window of the classroom, which was thankfully open.

She hoisted herself up, looking at her desk. “Thank God it’s here,” she whispered, opening it up. 'All pages are here,’ she opened the classroom door, red sticky paint falling on top of her. It revealed herself.

The pack came out. “(Y/n). What are you,” Stiles asked, handing her a towel to get the paint out of her eyes.

She stayed still for a second before angrily grabbing the towel, wiping her face. She looked at her once white folder, now painted a blood red. All the papers in it were soaked with the paint.

“Go away,” she muttered, glaring at them. “We just wanted to know what you were,” Scott tried to explain.

“You could’ve asked Derek Hale,” she glared,“ Hell you could’ve asked Peter Hale. Do you stupid werewolves think before you do something?”

“It was an accident,” Lydia explained. “An accident which you planned for? Something that you set up. Because it was 'accidently’ my folder. You all were 'accidently’ in the perfect hiding spots. You 'accidently’ took the story I worked on for almost a year now. Every. Single. Day. Because this is what you 'accidently’ do to everything you’re suspicious of. Right,” she cried out, tears streaming down her red face.

The paint was probably in the stage where it was half dry and half wet. “(Y/n) we-” “Save it,” (Y/n) stated coldly.

Part Two