Allison Argent;; 17;; Chimera
Walking into Beacon Hills had been walking into a life that was not what she had expected to have - one that required of her a type of control over herself that she never could have imagined having. Allison had not asked to be the type of girl to take her tears and push them away until she was terrified that they would end her were she not to release them. She had not asked to be the type that was afraid to start crying for the fear that she would never be able to stop. And yet, somehow she had become that girl upon moving to Beacon Hills, where she learned that her father, Chris Argent, was not quite the man she had expected him to be and she found that her first love, Scott Mccall, was not what she had expected herself to fall in love with. Hunter’s and werewolves did not mix, and Allison found that she would do anything to protect those she loved - whether they were supernatural like Scott, Lydia, Isaac and the others that she came to love in the hell-hole of a town that would eventually bring her down or whether they were simply her mis-directed father; brought up in a life that taught him nothing other than to hate those that were different from him.
It was not something she’d planned to become a part of Scott’s pack - a human, fragile part of the pack that involved others like Stiles and Malia and would expand to include others like Kira. But if felt natural to be enveloped among their ideals, to be cared for the way that she cared for the world - to be allowed to see the good in others despite the mistakes that she had made. She was forgiven for those mistakes, though she worked every day to prove that she was not the type to make those mistakes again.
And she had accepted it when she fell protecting those people, the ones that had accepted her and allowed her to shape herself into the form of a young woman that could fight for what she believed in. She died in Scott’s arms, feeling complete - fulfilled. She had done what she had needed to do - with Lydia and Stiles safe, Allison was able to go off into the stars that welcomed her, drifting into an existence that was purely made up of peace.
The universe, though, had different plans for Allison - made to be the secret weapon of the Dread Doctors, Allison came into the world for the second time screaming with the pain of being stripped of her stars, brought down to Earth to serve as a weapon that she was not meant to be. The months that followed beat her down, beat Allison to a submission that could only be beaten into her by convincing her that she was nothing. That she was not meant to be anything more than the tool that the Dread Doctors made her. She was their secret weapon, more than just the one to dispose of and train their chimeras, Allison was to be the downfall of her own friends. Once she gave in.
Through some streak of luck, the Dread Doctors were defeated before Allison lost herself completely and though she would not find her way back to herself anytime soon, she started by stumbling into a virus-ridden world to see the sun for the first time in what felt like years. She started to find herself by finding her friends - her pack.
