Morning arrived quietly over Beacon Hills.
Golden sunlight stretched across the hills and forests surrounding the town.
To ordinary people, it was just another peaceful morning.
But hidden beneath that calm surface…
Supernatural creatures lurked in the shadows.
And now—
A new predator had arrived.
Inside a modern house near the edge of town, Aiden Blackwell slowly opened his eyes.
For a moment, he stared at the ceiling silently.
Then the memories of last night returned.
The System.
The Hellhound bloodline.
The power burning inside his body.
Aiden sat up.
"…So it wasn't a dream."
He raised his hand.
A small spark of orange flame appeared on his palm.
The fire danced like a living creature.
Aiden smiled slightly.
The power felt natural… like breathing.
His senses were far sharper than before.
He could hear cars driving several streets away.
Birds flying outside the house.
Even the faint heartbeat of a stray dog somewhere in the neighborhood.
The Hellhound bloodline had enhanced every part of his body.
And that wasn't even the most dangerous ability he had.
"System."
A blue screen appeared instantly.
[Supernatural System Interface]
Host: Aiden Blackwell
Race: Hellhound (Ancient Bloodline)
Strength: 80
Speed: 78
Endurance: 90
Supernatural Energy: 120
Skills:
• Hellfire Control
• Absolute Regeneration
• Power Devour
System Points: 1000
Aiden examined the screen carefully.
Even without comparison, he could tell these stats were already abnormal.
If he remembered correctly…
At the beginning of the story, even Derek Hale wasn't at full strength yet.
And Scott McCall was still a completely normal human.
Which meant—
Right now…
Aiden was already stronger than both of them.
And he had barely begun.
His lips curved into a confident smile.
"This world is going to be interesting."
After getting ready, Aiden left the house.
A sleek black car was parked outside.
Apparently, the previous owner of this body had fairly wealthy parents who worked overseas.
Which meant he lived alone.
Perfect.
Less trouble explaining strange things.
Aiden got into the car and started the engine.
His destination was obvious.
Beacon Hills High School.
The place where most of the story of Teen Wolf begins.
And today…
Something important would happen.
Because Allison Argent was arriving.
A few minutes later, Aiden parked his car in the school parking lot.
Students filled the area, talking and laughing.
Completely unaware that their peaceful little town was full of monsters.
Aiden stepped out of the car.
Almost instantly—
His supernatural senses picked up something interesting.
Two heartbeats nearby.
One normal.
One slightly… different.
He turned his head.
Across the parking lot stood two boys walking toward the school.
One was skinny with restless energy.
The other looked slightly nervous but friendly.
Aiden immediately recognized them.
Scott McCall.
And his best friend—
Stiles Stilinski.
Scott was still completely human.
But Aiden could sense faint supernatural energy in the area.
Probably left behind by Derek Hale, who had recently returned to town.
Aiden watched them for a moment.
Then he walked toward the school building.
No need to interact yet.
Everything would happen soon enough.
Inside the school hallway, students were already gathering.
Lockers slammed open and shut.
Voices echoed everywhere.
Aiden walked calmly through the crowd.
Then suddenly—
He sensed something else.
A strange… energy.
Different from werewolves.
Different from humans.
His Hellhound instincts reacted immediately.
His eyes narrowed slightly.
Interesting.
Then he saw her.
Standing near a group of students.
A beautiful red-haired girl.
Confident posture.
Sharp eyes.
That could only be—
Lydia Martin.
Right now, nobody knew her true nature.
But Aiden knew.
She was a Banshee.
A supernatural creature capable of sensing death.
For a brief moment, Lydia suddenly paused.
Her body stiffened slightly.
As if she had sensed something strange.
Her eyes slowly turned toward Aiden.
The two looked at each other for a second.
Aiden simply smiled faintly.
Lydia frowned slightly.
For some reason…
That boy felt strange.
Dangerous.
Then her boyfriend appeared beside her.
A tall blonde athlete.
Jackson Whittemore.
Jackson started talking loudly about lacrosse practice.
Lydia rolled her eyes and turned away.
Aiden continued walking.
So the story is really starting.
Then suddenly—
The hallway became slightly quieter.
Students began whispering.
Aiden noticed the attention shifting toward the entrance.
Someone had just arrived.
A new girl walked into the hallway.
Long dark hair.
Bright eyes.
A calm but curious expression.
It was her.
Allison Argent.
The future hunter.
And the girl who would become deeply involved with Scott.
But this time…
Things might change.
Allison was looking down at a paper schedule while walking.
Not paying attention.
Then—
She accidentally bumped into someone.
Her books fell to the floor.
"Oh! I'm so sorry!"
A calm voice answered.
"It's fine."
Allison looked up.
Standing in front of her was Aiden.
He bent down and picked up her books.
Their eyes met.
For a moment—
Time seemed to pause.
Allison blinked.
"Thank you…"
Aiden handed the books back to her.
"No problem."
She hesitated for a moment.
Then smiled slightly.
"I'm Allison. I just transferred here."
"I know," Aiden replied calmly.
She looked confused.
"You know?"
He chuckled softly.
"New students tend to stand out."
Allison laughed a little.
"That makes sense."
For some reason…
Talking to him felt comfortable.
But also strangely intense.
She couldn't explain it.
Aiden's Hellhound instincts quietly observed her.
Behind that innocent appearance…
She carried the bloodline of one of the most dangerous hunter families.
The Argents.
But that didn't bother him.
Hunters.
Werewolves.
Banshees.
All of them were just pieces on the board.
And Aiden planned to become the one controlling the game.
The bell suddenly rang.
Students began rushing toward classrooms.
Allison looked at her schedule.
"Oh— I think I'm going to be late already."
Aiden glanced at her paper.
"Room 204."
She looked surprised.
"That's exactly where I'm going."
He smiled slightly.
"Then let's go."
As the two walked down the hallway together—
Several students stared.
Including Scott McCall, who had just arrived nearby.
Scott looked slightly confused.
For some reason…
Seeing the new girl walking with that guy bothered him a little.
Meanwhile—
Aiden felt something else entirely.
Deep in the forest surrounding Beacon Hills…
His Hellhound instincts suddenly sensed a powerful supernatural presence.
Someone dangerous had returned to town.
And that someone was watching everything.
Aiden's eyes glowed faintly for a moment.
"Looks like the real story is about to begin."
Far away in the woods—
Derek Hale stood silently among the trees.
Watching the town.
Unaware that a far more dangerous creature had already arrived.
The Hellhound of Beacon Hills.