@aleksixalone

He’d been given his orders, and more than a little training from Vlad, Douglas, Kate, hell even that terrifying fox had chipped in. He knew what he had to do, to get his revenge. Do destroy the people that took his family from him, and he knew exactly where to start.

Aleksi Benanati. 

They didn’t share classes but the connection was there, and just thinking the name made him want to curl his lip. Most of the school left him be nowadays, so he went practically ignored as he loitered outside the boy’s toilets in the school, this was his plan and it would work. All he needed was patience, and he’d discovered, with the right motivation, he had that in spades. So he pretended to be occurred with his phone until the younger boy came into view and entered the toilets. 

A barely there smirk appeared on his features as he waited a moment before following him in and closing the door, locking it with a soft click.

“Aleksi Benanati.” he said quietly, pocketing his phone and gently playing with the pendant around his neck, “Do you know who I am?”

Jennifer was on edge. She had been ever since the portal closed, the enthusiasm had been short lived and replaced with a kind of heavy feeling in her gut. As though she were being watched. Then the sightings started. It would be little things, a familiar silhouette just rounding a corner before she recognised it, a person standing across the road and being gone in the blink of an eye.

She shook it off, she needed to focus. Aleksi needed training. She’d asked him to meet her at the warehouse they’ve worked in before, and he’d informed her Stiles would join them. The boy could do with training too, so she didn’t mind. She’d arrived early, waiting for the boys to join her. She was leaning against a pillar in the dilapidated warehouse when a voice sounded form behind her, 

“You always did come too early to stuff Jules.”

Her eyes went wide and she spun around, that voice, no… Dead. Dead long ago. And there was no one there.

“I always liked that about her.”

She whirled in the opposite direction, no one there. She was losing her mind. Her eyes were wide and she all but ran out of the warehouse, thoroughly freaked out. She saw the boy and almost hid behind them. Instead she ran a shaky hand though her hair and pointed towards the warehouse. 

It had been a few days since Jennifer had somewhat pulled back the curtains for Aleksi on what he was. She was a little nervous about when, or if, he’d come and see her again. After all, she hardly expected Stiles (or most other people in Beacon who knew about her) to paint any kind of positive picture regarding her previous behaviour. 

She hadn’t really changed much since then either, the alpha was no more, she’d gotten her vengeance but there’d hardly been a big revolution, to her at least. She doubted if she’d ever get one. The school day had ended, and as usual there was marking to be done, Jennifer was sat at her desk, pen in hand when she heard a knock at her door, 

“Come in.” she said blandly, not bothering to look up from her marking.