The New World

The New World

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Summary

**Based on Teen Wolf**

Dakota's parents are killed in a car crash, she's bitten by a werewolf and discovers a world she believed to be make-believe. This new world isn't all as it seems though, it's a cold and bloody world where only the strongest will survive.

That was a bad summary. I apologise. Anyway, this is based on Teen Wolf, so the law and things like that but I'd like to think it's relatively original. Basically it's about Dakota, discovering the supernatural, dealing with school, hunters and maybe a kid with a personal vendetta (That will come later). It will be bloody and violent and oooh mystery.
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Summary

**Based on Teen Wolf**

Dakota's parents are killed in a car crash, she's bitten by a werewolf and discovers a world she believed to be make-believe. This new world isn't all as it seems though, it's a cold and bloody world where only the strongest will survive.

That was a bad summary. I apologise. Anyway, this is based on Teen Wolf, so the law and things like that but I'd like to think it's relatively original. Basically it's about Dakota, discovering the supernatural, dealing with school, hunters and maybe a kid with a personal vendetta (That will come later). It will be bloody and violent and oooh mystery.

Chapter1 (v.1) - The New World for Dakota Smith

Author Chapter Note

Ayyy, the first chapter, just to say I'm not trying to copy Teen Wolf, or anything - I don't own it - but I thought my idea was pretty cool so here you go. Also don't worry if you haven't watched Teen Wolf - it just uses the 'law' and such of werewolves. (Also sorry for any spelling/grammar errrors or formatting issues)

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: April 12, 2017

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Chapter Content - ver.1

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It was late Tuesday night and Dakota along with her parents were driving home from school; returning from an especially disappointing parents evening filled to the brim with comments on her declining grades.

She looked up out of the window, watching a full moon rise high in the sky and light up the trees and foliage that lined the road. They whipped past her eyes a blur of green and brown shapes. Finally drawing her attention back to inside the car, she noticed she was tapping her heel in her foot well, agitated by the bickering resonating from the seats in front of her; her father was borderline screaming at her mother making Dakota’s chest tighten and tremble with anger.

“This is your fault, it’s not my job to look after that brat.” His voice was elevated and made Dakota’s mother look away with tears in her eyes.

“I’m sat right here dickhead.” She mumbled under her breath from the backseat.

“What the hell was that?” Unfortunately her father’s surprisingly good hearing picked up on her remark and he suddenly turned to face her; ready to shout a deprecating statement her way. He was cut short however by a shrill scream that made him turn back around and slam the breaks on, but it was too little too late. The car collided with a figure crossing the road. The car swerved, dipping into a ditch which rolled the car over and over. The three were thrown around inside, airbags deploying but doing little to shield her parents from the impact of the roof caving in.

Once the car had stopped, finishing on its roof, somewhere inside Dakota coughed and spluttered. The sudden force of being thrown forward in her seat winding her. Her arms dangled down underneath her and when she curled herself upwards to fumble around for the seat belt blood dripped down her forehead and into her eyes. Taking one last glance up to what was once down she released herself and fell to the roof of the car, landing with a thud. She patted herself down, though not a detailed survey of her physical condition, she concluded to herself she wasn’t seriously injured. For the most part it was relieving but the sense of panic she felt rising in her chest didn’t disperse and instead fumbled around in the dark again to search for the door handle and when she found it pulled on it only to find the door wouldn’t budge.

She turned herself around and brought both her feet up to her chest, slamming them into the door which barely moved from the contact. She kicked it again feeling it buckle slightly. On the last kick it flew open and she scrambled out.

“Mum? Dad?” She called out, fear creeping into her words.

She fell to her knees and peered through the glass of the driver side door, her father was suspended upside down by his seat belt – just as she had – along with her mother a foot to his right. Before she could call out again something barrelled straight into her, knocking her off her feet. They both tumbled to the ground ending up in a heap. The figure sprung away from Dakota, taking in a sharp breath and letting out a deep growl.

The air caught in Dakota’s throat, making it feel like she was choking as she lay on her back dazed as the, now she realised, woman approached her. She only needed to take a single step before she was looking down at Dakota. Her eyes had an unnatural-red-glow about them and fangs protruded from her gums – dripping with saliva. Before she could react the woman reached down and gripped Dakota shoulder, claws sunk into the skin and blood began seeping onto Dakota’s t-shirt. She desperately tried to escape the woman’s iron-clad grip but her arm was soon lifted from her side and teeth tore into her flesh releasing a scream from Dakota’s lips. The woman retracted herself, pointing her nose to the sky, a look of panic passing over her monstrous features. She bolted; heading for the treeline and disappearing with a swish of branches and the odd snapping of a twig.

Dakota remained on the road, shifting her positon so that she was on her hands and knees, her only movement was the trembling that racked her body; her blood had ran cold in her veins and every breath was cut off by a chocking sob. Blood trickled down her left forearm, creating a small crimson pool around her hand. Her eyes watched it intently as somewhere behind her someone ran up to the scene and quickly ducked down checking the upturned car only to find the recently deceased bodies of Dakota’s parents. Flames were licking at the once underside of the car, and the metal still creaked as it settled into its new place.

Dakota felt a distant hand on her shoulder and heard a faraway question; but she felt miles away. Her mind was racing but she couldn’t focus on anything. Not even the pain registered for a while. Dakota eventually sat back on her haunches, bringing her knees up and resting her good forearm on her kneecap whilst the other arm rested on her lap as she cradled it slightly.

“Hey? Can you hear me?” She finally caught the man’s voice, it was gentle, but lurking underneath it was a sense of urgency. A tone that filled Dakota’s stomach with dread.

“Are you with me?” He snapped his fingers in front of her face. She glanced up at him and without hesitation smacked the hand away and scrambled backwards. Looking over her shoulder after she had stumbled to her feet and looked just about ready to bolt.

“Hey, calm down.” He soothed, “What happened? Are you hurt?” He gestured to the blood dripping to the floor beside Dakota’s feet.

“I – I don’t… we hit someone, the car it-” She broke off, eyes drifting towards the wreckage; a small whimper escaped her lips. “My parents.”

Before she could rush over an arm wrapped itself around her waist and dragged her backwards. “I’m sorry, there’s nothing you can do.”

“Let me go!” She hollered at him.

“I’m sorry.” He repeated himself, sincerity in his voice.

In his arms Dakota’s body slumped slightly, and when her head hung down from her shoulders she let out a pained, grief-stricken scream. It wasn’t a high pitched scream or even a deafening scream. It was just raw, almost animalistic. Cutting into her understandable freak-out the man forced Dakota to turn to him and he snatched up her wrist, careful to avoid the slightly mangled flesh. “What – who did this?”

“It was – I don’t know – some woman, she walked out into the road – I just don’t know.” The words spilled out of her mouth a jumble of sounds until she finally finished with a question: “She bit me – why did she bite me?”

“That’s a good – that’s a question for another time.” His eyes flickered over her and fell onto the other blood on her person. Reaching his hand up he looked at her and paused as she gave a small nod for him to continue. He gently placed his fingers on her chest and pulled her shirt slightly, revealing the deep gashes on her shoulder. Three short, ragged lines of blood.

“Look I’m Cole okay. What your name huh?” He questioned and shook her by the shoulders to stop her from looking away from him towards the crumpled remains of her car.

“My name, it’s-” She sounded uncertain, “Dakota.”

“Okay Dakota, I know this will be a lot to take in, but you just got to trust me for a while. That woman – was a werewolf – and I know you don’t want to leave and believe me I understand but I think the hunters won’t be far behind. They’ll come here, and if they find you with this,” He motioned to her arm, “They will kill you.”

He shook her out of her thoughts again and got an uncertain nod in reply.

“Everything will be okay, we just have to go, now. Are you okay to walk?”

Another nod.

They set out towards the opposite side of the road where the female werewolf had sprinted, disappearing behind the branches. Once they were clear of the road shouting started up behind them, four or so voices echoed out into the night.

~~~

They had been walking in silence since they left the road but Cole broke it when he noticed Dakota had begun to trail behind. “We’re nearly there, and hey you’re doing surprisingly well. Most people in this situation would have run away screaming or freaked out.”

She chuckled slightly in response.

“See there you go, I will explain everything to okay, I’m sure you know some things though right? About werewolves.”

She shrugged. Looking down at the bit on her arm. “Is it – I mean – supposed to feel like this?” Dakota looked up at Cole, a quizzical look in her eyes. It remained there for a second before it was replaced with by a face contorted with pain.

“Dakota?”

“No, no. I’m fine, I just feel a bit dizzy.” She let out a shaky breath, “I just need to sit down.” Placing a hand against a tree she almost fell to the floor and leant up against it.

“Hey? Hey. Stay with me.” Cole’s eyes narrowed and he stared at her from a crouching position beside her. He lifted her arm and on closer inspection saw the bite mark was beginning to ooze with black blood.

“Shit.” He murmured under his breath.


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