Chapter 1 - Beginning
Portland, Oregon, it was currently night time, around 7:30 pm i presume, since i have no phone, up until recently i had lived deep in the mountains of Canada, in a hunting cabin that once belonged to my parents, and kept to myself, i hunted for food and traded the fur and meat from my prey, with the Canadian Rangers.
I'm 17 going on 18, an orphan, according to the memories of the body i currently preside in, i was born in Canada, my father was a Hellhound if you could believe it, and my mother a werewolf, my dad was Swedish, and my mom was Canadian, well not 'my' parents,
but since i took over his body, might as well accept this as my life, because i was transmigrated here, in this world, a world were supernatural creatures existed, i decided to keep his original name, i was born a hybrid, half hellhound, half werewolf, stronger than both,
you might ask how i know this, well, a month ago, roughly a week after i arrived in this world, the full moon had come out, and for the first time in both my old and new life, i shifted, i grew fangs, claws, my ears elongated, i had like bright orange glowing cracks that ran around like tattoos on my arms, legs, chest and back,
it took me awhile, but i had been able to keep myself calm and in control, it might be because of the old me's experience, because during that night i had no problem with the moon, it seemed to enhance my everything, it felt like, like nothing could stop me, that is until i remebered how this boy's parents were killed, hunted down like animals, and killed right infront of the previous occupant of this body's eyes,
now here i was, in the body of Baldur Oakhart, a 17 year old teen, tall around 6'2, long blonde hair that fell to my abdomen, a slim well toned body from years of hunting for food with nothing but a bow and knife, who for the past 7 years, survived on his own, in the wilderness, in an old cabin that once belonged to his family, he had gotten away and ran to the hunting cabin from the campsite where both his parents were killed,
the only reason the original Baldur survived was because he was playing hide & seek with his dad, and was hidden when his parents were attacked, he had been so frightened at the time, he heard his mother tell him to stay hidden with barely a whisper, she had also somehow transfered her alpha spark to him when they had locked eyes, and after about 20 minutes, both his parents were gunned down, and dragged away by the men who came,
now enough about that, i am currently in Portland, slowly making my way down south, i don't know where, but i feel a pull, like something is calling me, i don't know what it is, but i'm going, it feels.. almost like, destiny.
Over the years, i had or the old Baldur had saved up the money he got from trading at the rangers station that was located about a mile away from the cabin i lived in, he or i had saved up just over $26970 which was alot to me,
i was thinking of getting a car, a used one, and maybe invest the rest or rob a few places or criminals, i heard Portland had a few gangs and criminals, maybe i could rob a few of them before leaving.
So now here i am, at the docks, i found a pizza place that was nearby, i went in bought a box and a drink for myself and sat and ate in a corner, a few homeless kids were around, so i shared the pizza with them, i asked them about the gangs and where they were located, they pointed out a few places for me, they also told me about a homeless shelter that most of the kids went to and about a clinic that gave free check ups for the kids.
About 30 minutes of walking later, i found a pawn shop, and since they were still open i decided to buy a few things, l like clothes, a phone, maybe a few other things, i had on an old tattered overcoat that belonged to my father, underneath was an old stained black t-shirt, jeans that looked like they had been shredded at the feet, and old almost torn boots.
I came out of the shop looking decent, with a duffel bag i bought, i stuffed the new stuff i bought into it, i also got myself a wallet, it all cost me $180 but it was fine by me, i left $500 in my new wallet, and the rest i hid in my duffel bag,
just as i was about to continue go search for a place to rent a room, *Bang!* i heard a gunshot not far from where i was, i headed to where it had come from, and spotted a few guys standing over a young teen, i could smell blood, i hid in the shadows and watched, "Arck!... Stop... please.." the boy said, he was clutching his left thigh, blood was pouring out and he was trying to stop it.
"Listen here you little shit! This is our territory, now your gonna tell us who sent you to peddle your shit here, or we're gonna bury you in an unmarked grave" said a teen who looked around the same age, maybe 18 or 19 years of age, there were 5 of them surrounding the one that was shot,
'Now this just got interesting' i thought to myself and watched them kick the shot boy, he finally told them about who he worked for and where to find him after a minute of being stomped on, the thug boy with the gun got up and called someone, while the rest just stood around waiting,
a minute later he hung up, walked over and shot the already shot teen in the head, "Boss said for us to take care this tonight, let's go burn that place down" he said and led the rest away, i had already caught their scent, so i could track them down later, i walked out of the shadows and made my way over to the now dead teen, i checked his body thoroughly.
He had nothing on him, no I.D, no wallet, nothing, i got up and was about to follow the scent of the teen thugs when something gleamed in the dark, not far away and it caught my sight, i looked closer and was surprised to see an M1911 laying there not far away in the darkness of the alleyway,
i walked over and picked it up, checked it and to see if was fine, checked how many bullets it had, and it had a full clip, 'Looks like the kid was ambushed and didn't have time to fire a shot off' i thought and tucked the gun away, since it might be useful later on.
I was a special ops soldier in my old life, well wasn't for long before i was shot and here i am, but i still had my training from my old life locked in my head, i had trained again in this world, when i had accepted my new reality, it was only for a month before i started travelling, but this body was superior in everyway, so for what this body lacked for in experience, i made up for with mine.
I caught up to the thugs about 10 minutes later, they had surrounded an apartment building, it looked run down, i was just gonna stay in the dark and watch how this all played out, 'I might get lucky and steal a few things' i thought and a smile crept onto my face, my beard was starting to grow out, i had bought a shaving handle and a trimmer, i needed a haircut, cause right now i looked like a cave man, i had tied my hair back and put the hoody up to cover my head.
The teen thugs had moved over, and went into the building, i waited patiently, and than just as i had expected, *Crash!* someone came flying out of the building, he had broken a window and was falling, he landed with a *Thud*, got up and limped away to a car that was parked not far away, a few seconds after him, the teen thugs came running out of the building, they ran after the guy, shouting and cursing at him,
i walked out of the dark corner i was at and went into the building, i headed to the place where the guy had jumped out of, it wasn't hard to find it, since the door into the room was broken, not wasting any time, i started searching, i found a few clips of ammo for the M1911, around $15000 in cash, a few phones, a laptop that looked brand new, and car keys.
I packed everything away in my duffel bag, and walked out, but not before lighting a match and setting the place on fire. A minute later the room exploded, there wasn't anyone in the building, i had listened for heartbeats but didn't hear any so i set the whole place a blaze and walked out.
"Now that was cool!" i heard someone say as i walked out of the burning building, i was immune to fire and heat so i was fine, my clothes were as well since i moved fast, i turned to the source of the voice and saw a group of teens, one boy, who looked young, he was asian, the girl who was infront of the group had similar features to the boy, maybe a sister, and she was very beautiful, she had a gymnasts body, black long hair that she tied up, a straight nose full lips and big round eyes,
every instinct in my body was telling me to get close to her, the other two girls that stood on either side of the duo were also beautiful, a blonde and a brunette, both equally had athletic bodies. Before they could look at my face clearly and i could see more of their features, i vanished from right infront of their eyes.
The rest of the night and the following 2 weeks i spent raiding gangster hideouts, i stole over $5 million in cash and items, as well as $2 million in gold, it seems that Portland crimelords really like their bling, anyways, the following weeks after that, i spent pawning off most of the items i stole, opened a bank account after i got a new fake I.D made,
i was now Lucas Langston, 17 years of age from Ontario, Canada, who had just recently moved to Portland, i had got my self a stock broker, and invested in a few stocks, i opened a gold buying company, surprisingly there really wasn't one here, it took almost a month to get everything sorted out, it was February 20 2011 when i got here,
now it was September 17 2011, time sure flies when your setting a company of your own, it was named 'The Vault Gold traders and Investors' i had laundered my money through some, let's say, unsavory characters, and payed off alot of people, there was a manhunt for me, the gangs had set a bounty.
But i was an assassin in my previous life, i knew how to cover my tracks, funny thing is i can't remember my name, i remember my trainging and all that stuff but nothing else, i just know i'm not from this world, but anything else like my name, and a few other stuff about my life is a blur, i do know i'm in the 'Teen Wolf' series world, i mean i had seen the memories of this body's previous owner,
thing is i never really watched the show, i only watched the first & second season, and stopped, since my old job was hunting and killing for money, i never stayed in one place to long so didn't get to watch it alot. Back to my company, it was doing surprisingly well,
People kept coming in to pawn off gold plated or pure gold coins & bars, i bought it below market value and sold it at market value, my profit margins were huge, most of my clientel were gangsters and criminals, but hey, when in Rome right?, i had beaten and killed a few guys to send a message to the Portland underbelly that i was not to be messed with.
And had met with the Heads of a few Crime Families here, i had cops and a few judges already on payroll, as well as a few people in important places to keep me hidden from any investigation or police scrutiny, my old life experience came in handy when spotting potential weak points of a target,
i had come to some sort of understanding with the big families here, i would help them by buying gold bars off of them at 15% below market value, and in return they'd tell their people to protect and make sure no one bothers my employess or the area where my company was located.
They get clean money from me buying their gold, and i get a foothold in this city's criminal underbelly, so it was a win-win scenario. So now here i am, sitting in a resturaunt in a VIP floor, i had rented out the entire floor for myself for 2 hours since i liked having lunch in peace and quiet,
there were a few body guards surrounding the entrance and elevator as well as the stairwell, to be honest i didn't need them, but when your betas are paranoid with your safety you cannot say no, yes that's right, i had bitten someone and turned them, 5 people infact, brothers, Collin & Donald Haroldson,
i met them soon after i robbed a second gang hideout, Collin was a Bank manager, he was extremely smart, he found me sitting outside a diner eating a burger, and offered a place to for me to crash, ofcourse i refused, but after sitting and chatting with me, i kinda liked the guy,
so after getting to know Collin, his brother Donald or Donny as i like to call him, i told them what i was, and they immediately wanted me to turn them, which i did, i also turned their cousins, Edward and Grace Lockhart, they all lived together in a small cramped crappy apartment,
i also turned Collin and Donald's mom, Mrs. Holden, she had changed to her maiden name after her husbands death, i also turned . I now had five betas, and they all worked for me, Mrs. Holden was a lawyer before she fell ill and had to leave work, now she was my company's lawyer, and i have to say i think her sons take after her because the woman is crazy smart.
We bought an entire apartment complex just for us, a 6 storey building, it's entirely ours, Collin became my company's CFO since we all help create it, Donny decided he wanted to be my Body guard/Butler, he was my bestfriend by now so i didn't mind, Edward is the Head of Security since he was a Police officer for a while, and Grace is my secretary,
they are also well versed with the dark side of the city, since the guys used to do almost anything in their old neighbourhood to survive, Collin was part of the old Golini Crime family, granted he was only a grunt but after they were wiped out by a rival gang, he bounced around before Mrs. Holden made him promise not to fall into the darkness in which case he turned his life around,
Collin and Edward/Eddy where gangmembers once upon a time, luckily they never got arrested or they would never have changed their lives, Donny and Grace grew up hearing stories of how their brothers became infamous in their neighbourhood.
Well anyway, i have 5 betas now, a company, and money flowing into mine, and my packs accounts, by next year, we might be one of the wealthiest packs in Portland, and yes there are supernatural families here, the underbelly of Portland not only has normal gangs and criminals, it also has werewolf and other shapeshifters who have created their own little slice of paradise here.
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