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She locks the bathroom door in the apartment she shares with her mother, assuming she was alone. Sighing, the girl opens the medicine cabinet and grabs the razor blade she had hidden behind a box of band-aids. Once the blade fits comfortably in her grasp, in one quick, precise movement the girl slices skin on the inside of her right wrist. In the heat of the moment, she drops the razor into the trash. Her mind was preoccupied with applying pressure to her wrist in reaction to the hot stinging sensation. Pain that she is now so familiar with. The pain reminds her of what she has done, the pain that she caused to others. The girl rinses off her wrist once the bleeding has slowed. Ten scars now marred her skin, ten people that she had hunted. She leaves the bathroom believing she left no evidence of what had just happened and walks up to her room, waiting for her mother to come home.

" Daire what is this?" her mother asked as she entered her daughter's room, holding the razor Daire thought she hid away only hours earlier.

" Nothing" she replied returning her gaze to her computer.

" Daire, look at me," her mother commanded. Reluctantly Daire glanced up to see that her mother's face held no emotion; her blue eyes stone-cold, "show me your wrist." She didn't move; Daire knew what would happen next. Her mother walked right up to her and turned Daire's wrists over showing the scars, her grip on Daire tightens right before she lets go and makes a noise of disgust. " You're not the girl I raised, you're a weak little girl. Not a hunter"

" Maybe I don't want to be a hunter. I don't want to kill." Daire replied looking up from her wrists

" Well, then I guess you're broken." Those were the last words her mother spoke to Daire before she dumped her at her Aunt and Uncles in San Francisco.

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Daire hadn't turned away from the car window, it had been only a few weeks since her mother dropped her off at her Aunt and Uncle's and left without any explanation or a way to reach her. It was a real inconvenience since her Aunt and Uncle were in the process of moving. Not that Daire's mother really cared what would happen to her daughter. So Daire was now also in the process of moving to the town of Beacon Hills. Where she currently sat in the backseat of her Aunt's car watching as the trees blurred past, "Mom look out!" Daire turned her head to face her cousin Allison who looked panicked, as the car almost hits a teenage boy who was walking into the street.

"You could have killed him!" Allison exclaims, staring at her mother wide-eyed.

"He ran out into the middle of the road!" Aunt Victoria replied defending herself, her knuckles white on the steering wheel.

Allison looks back out her window " Ok, well we have to go back," she says.

"Go back?" Daire's Aunt asks looking at her daughter if she had just grown two heads.

Glancing back out her own window Daire speaks up, "Victoria, what if he got hurt?"

"Mom, Daire agrees with me, we have to go back - mom!" Allison begs in an attempt to get her mom to turn the car around. Within a few moments, the car rolls up to the spot where the boy was but he was no longer there. Allison and her cousin get out of the car and venture into the woods, following a pair of footsteps in the mud. Daire hears Victoria calling both of their names but chooses to ignore her as she glances around. Turning her head to see Allison pick up an inhaler.

" Alright, that's enough," Victoria says as she reaches the two girls and tosses the inhaler back, grabbing her daughter's hands and dragging her back to the car. While Daire walked behind them, glancing back at the woods of the new place she would call home.

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Daire's chasing after her mother through the woods, her mother's figure only a few feet in front of her. Suddenly her mother comes to a stop suddenly, Daire slows down and her surroundings become clearer, the trees have no leaves, the moon in the sky full, and the weight of a gun holster on her thigh. Daire glances over her mother's shoulder to see that they had cornered a werewolf. She stays behind her mom unsure of what to do. The werewolf growls at the two huntresses, its eyes glowing yellow. 

" Look Daire we've caught ourselves an omega," her mother tells her daughter, " What did I teach you about omegas?" she asks while pointing her gun at the werewolf making sure it, no he doesn't go anywhere.

" The-They're considered the lone wolf, they don't have a pack and don't have an Alpha. Which makes them weak." Daire recited.

Her mom smiles, "good" she says as she pulls the trigger.

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Daire wakes up with a start. It was just a nightmare, she thought to herself. No, not a nightmare, a memory. She looks down at the scars on her wrists.

Daire's thoughts were interrupted as Allison walks into her room, " Mom says to be down in ten minutes so we can meet the school counselor." She says glancing at her cousin who was still in bed, a look of concern growing on her face, "Another nightmare?" she asks. Daire just nods, knowing that she couldn't tell Allison the truth. Allison doesn't know about the supernatural, and her parents are reluctant to tell her but Daire's mother, Allison's Aunt Kate thinks that because Daire knows, Allison should as well. Which kind of backfired because due to Daire's situation, her parents are even more unwilling to tell her than before.

Sluggishly Daire pulls herself out of bed, preparing for the day to come," So want to help me pick out my outfit or are you just going to stand there?" she teases. Allison smiles, as they get ready for their first day at a new hell hole, Beacon Hills High.

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Allison and her cousin were sitting on a bench outside of the school waiting for the vice principal. Daire was about to ask Allison if she brought her headphones when her phone rang again, " Mom, don't you think three calls on our first day is a bit much" She said into her cell. " Yes, I have everything. Except for a pen, how could I forget a pen?" she tells Victoria. Daire laughs under her breath as the vice-principal is now walking their way.

The other Argent reaches over and grabbed Allison's phone, " we gotta go Victoria bye" she says and ends the call, Allison giving her a dirty look.

" Sorry to keep you ladies waiting, follow me," the vice-principal says guiding the two girls into the school. They stop walking and are ushered into a classroom, "Class these are two new students, Allison, and Daire Argent. Please do your best to make them feel welcomed" The vice principal said and left the two girls standing in front of the class. They take two seats in the back of the classroom next to a shaggy-haired Latino boy that reminded Daire of a puppy and another boy with a buzz cut. As Allison sits down, the shaggy haired boy hands her a pen, awww, Daire thinks to herself. She nudged Allison with her foot and shoots her a wink before turning her attention to the syllabus.