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Character Info
Name: Derek Hale

Canon: Teen Wolf (Yeah, that show on MTV that everyone makes fun of me liking in the first place. That reboot thing.)

Age: He has no given age, but based on Jeff Davis' statements that he is older than he looks, I'm gonna assume he is in his early twenties. There is also this shot of his license, but given the fact that it could very well be fake, I don't take it too seriously.

Canon/AU/CR AU: Canon.

Reference: Teen Wolf on Wikipedia | Derek's page on the Teen Wolf wiki.

History: His history is fully mapped out on his wiki page, but hey if you want to read more I'll be glad to type it all out for you.

Canon Point: Post 2x12, "Master Plan"

World Information: So. Werewolves, huh? Let's talk about that.

But before we get started on the existence of mythological creatures in the real world, let's set the stage for it. The show takes place in Beacon Hills, California. It's just like any other place on the planet – the technology is the same as anywhere else. Cell phones, computers and things like that are everyday-use items and the internet is where people spend probably ninety percent of their time. (Porn, you know. And I'm sure it's used for other stuff but I wouldn't know personally.

Feeling awkward reading this yet?) Basically, the show itself takes place in modern times, everything is the same, except there's one huge difference between our real world and theirs.

DUNDUNDUUUUNNNN. Werewolves! And hunters, but I'll get to that in a second.

They've existed since the beginning of forever, apparently. There are two different classifications of how they come about – you're either born that way (and it's definitely not Maybelline), or you're bitten by an Alpha. According to Derek's response when Scott asks him about a cure, there very obviously isn't one if you're born that way, but supposedly if you kill the one that bit you, you can revert back to your human state of being. Pretty cool, huh? Except not so much if you're Scott, because he totally ends up getting boned on the prospect of being normal again.

Now, there's some hierarchy with regards to the whole werewolf pack thing. There are Alphas, which are always at the top of the food chain. (Literally and figuratively, as the case may be.) They are always the head of the pack, and unlike the other two classifications of wolves, they can actually transform more fully. While Betas and Omegas remain mostly-humanoid after their transformation, Alphas more closely resemble actual wolves (albeit on steroids with a serious anger issue). Their eyes glow red, and so far the only known way to actually become an Alpha is to kill one. The strength of an Alpha depends on the size of their pack, which means an Alpha without a pack is a pretty weak one.

Betas are next. They're the most common occurrence of werewolf – just take a look at Scott, Erica, Boyd and Isaac. They have heightened senses, heightened reflexes and things like that, but their transformation doesn't allow them to change much from their human form. They have the ability to grow claws and fangs, have increased speed and strength, more acute senses of hearing and smell. Like Alphas, their eyes glow when agitated or during the transformation, but only in yellow or blue.

Omegas are at the very bottom of the werewolf totem pole. They have the same characteristics as Betas, the same restrictions as far as their transformations go, but the difference between the two is the fact that Omegas are the proverbial lone wolves. They choose to live outside of a pack, and given that a werewolf's strength is largely dependent on belonging to a pack, it is a well-known fact within the community – including the hunters – that they are the weak links. Choosing to survive on their own makes them easier targets, easier to corner and lay to waste. (This is why it's important to join a pack, kids. You don't want to end up cut in half by an angry hunter with a point to prove.) Their eyes glow orange.

Oh! Remember what I said about being bitten is a way to get yourself a one-way ticket to werewolfdom? It doesn't always work. It either turns you or it kills you. Ain't that a bitch?

I also mentioned hunters, didn't I? Let's also talk about those for a second. There are sure to be other hunting families around the country, but the Argents are the key players in this place. They come from a long line of hunters, train from a young age to mold themselves into the perfect weapon, and will do pretty much anything they can to rid the world of the menace of werewolves. They follow a code – most of which consists of only doing harm to wolves that harm others, but not everyone follows that code. (Which makes sense. Not everyone can play by the rules. It's just human nature. .. No pun intended, of course.) Case in point: Kate Argent violated this code by burning down the family home of Derek Hale six years before the start of the show, killing his entire family save for his sister Laura and uncle Peter.

Not to mention that she captured and tortured Derek himself once she came back to Beacon Hills, and then tried to convince her niece, Allison, to kill Scott. Biiiiig no-no. (Also, she's kind of a bitch. But I think that goes without saying when you murder an entire family in cold blood just because you can.)

The short of it is – werewolves exist. Sometimes they do some bad shit. Hunters exist to take care of them when they do bad shit. There's not a whole lot else you need to know. (But in the event that you do, holla. I'm full of information.)

Personality: How many ways can I say that he's nothing but an emotionally constipated Alpha wolf with the tendency to creep in the shadows and delight in terrifying Stiles? (And .. okay .. pretty much everyone else as well.)

Well, let's start off by admitting that yes, he's just a little creepy. (OKAY A LOT BUT .. HE HAS TO KEEP THAT AIR OF MYSTERY AROUND HIM SOMEHOW AND HE CAN'T DO IT STANDING IN DIRECT LIGHT ALL THE TIME.) He spends a good amount of time throughout season one just kind of .. lurking around Scott and being cryptic about pretty much everything, and everyone that ends up associating with him takes it with the proverbial grain of salt and chalks it up to the manner of the man that is Derek Hale.

Stoic is also a good word for him. He doesn't exactly make it a point to talk unless he has something important to say – or he's trying to make a point, which can go either way depending on the topic. And to say that he isn't at all hesitant to use the fact that he is one intimidating (and downright terrifying) individual would be putting it pretty mildly. He spends the majority of season two using his intimidation factor to get the things he wants, whether it's information or begrudged cooperation.

No really. Making an elaborate show of deflating a basketball with his claws totally counts as being intimidating. I think that goes without saying.

On a more serious note, he has some pretty deep-seated trust issues. It goes both ways; Scott is initially reticent to trust him due to the fact that he thought he'd been the one to give him the bite that turned him in the first place, and even though they end up having to work together on more than one occasion during the course of the show, Stiles never shows anything more than a grudging sort of tolerance because they need each other. (To find and kill the Alpha, to figure out what to do about the Kanima, etc.)

To say that he feels a deep sense of betrayal where his uncle is concerned is also putting it pretty damn mildly. Knowing that Peter Hale was the only family he had left once his sister was murdered – and then finding out that he had been the one to kill her even though Peter insists it was an accident – what is he really supposed to think about what family means? That alone plays a huge part in his feeling the need for revenge for his sister's death, and ultimately being the one to kill the Alpha at the end of the first season. (And screwing Scott out of a cure, but I mentioned that already.)

Despite the trust issues on both sides, he does make it a point to protect Scott when he feels he is in danger. Initially, he wanted to train the younger when he was first bitten, to make him stronger and teach him how to control himself. It shows that he cares, but given the fact that Scott couldn't exactly keep to the specified parameters – meaning he just couldn't leave Allison alone – that whole teaching thing didn't do a whole lot. Regardless, there are several instances in which Derek makes it a point to try to keep Scott and his friends out of harm's way, even if it doesn't always go as planned.

It's a tentative sort of trust, really. But nothing more than that.

There's a bit of a difference in his personality as far as the transition from season one to two goes - if only for the fact that during the first few episodes of season two, he spends some nice, quality time making new werewolves. Becoming an Alpha means building a pack, and considering the fact he's existed alone due to losing his family in the fire six years ago, this is kind of a big deal. He spends a lot of time, initially, attempting to train them just as he'd tried training Scott; to be stronger, to have better control over themselves despite being brand new pups. (Yes I had to use that term, I'm not even sorry.) He doesn't necessarily show outright concern for them so much as showing that he needs them to be as strong as he can be, but he does take responsibility for them. (In that tough love, I'm gonna smack the shit out of you if you don't listen to me sort of way.)

When Erica and Boyd decide to leave the pack, it has a pretty big impact on him. Leaving him with only Isaac and his newly-risen-from-the-dead-uncle (THANKS LYDIA YOU'RE A REAL BRO) - and Scott, who still refuses to be a part of his pack - not only is he weaker for it, still being an Alpha despite Peter's reappearance, there has to be a sense of abandonment there as well.

He doesn't have much of a sense of humor to speak of – he's mostly sarcastic at best – and as I've said, a man of very few words. He's the perfect picture of the lone wolf despite his building a pack in season two. Tall, dark and broody. (And every bit the sour wolf Stiles accuses him of being.)

Abilities, Weaknesses, and Power Limitations: Being an Alpha as he currently is, much of his strength is accounted to the size of his pack – which up until the season two finale consisted of three others and made him a more formidable opponent than previously. Regardless of that, he is still very physically capable; strong, agile, more than just decent at tearing things apart with those fangs and claws. He has more control of himself as far as his transformation goes as opposed to the Betas – which means he is more in control of himself during the full moon. As it stands, he will still be synched with the cycle of Earth's moon. He has exceptionally advanced senses – hearing, smell, etc – and can also tell when people are attempting to lie just by listening to the beat of their heart.

Weaknesses include the fact that wolf's bane is very much a poison – let him tell you about the time he nearly had to cut off his arm because he was shot with a bullet tipped with it – and as goes for other creatures, not just werewolves, he is weakened by mountain ash. He doesn't often show that he can get tired, but continuous physical strain puts a toll on his body just as it would anyone else. Regardless, he doesn't ever go down without one hell of a fight.

Inventory: – The outfit he's seen wearing at the end of 2x12
- Leather jacket
- Keys to his Camaro
- Cell phone
- Wallet – which holds his license and no more than a couple of dollars, probably
- A perpetual scowl

Appearance: Portrayed by Tyler Hoechlin – and one fine son of a bitch.



Alternate Universe Info
If AU, how is your version different from canon, and how will that come across? N/A

Samples
Log Sample: This is not where he is supposed to be.

Nothing about this place looks familiar; if he's completely honest with himself, it all looks like something out of a ridiculous science fiction novel, and that thought alone is enough to bring a scowl to the line of his mouth that rarely ever leaves in the first place. He steps away from the landing pads, hesitant, but only because he's trying to get a feel for the place before he wanders too far.

To say that nothing smells right about this place would be putting it pretty mildly, but there is no other way to say it. The humans, he can distinguish from the rest – they all have that unerring tinge of vulnerability that never fails to give them away, but the rest of them? The blue women with the tentacles on their heads – though there seem to be the least of them as opposed to everyone else – the things that look vaguely amphibian, the hulking masses of scales that automatically have his metaphorical hackles rising as they pass ..

This is most certainly not where he is supposed to be. And before he can even think of getting back to Beacon Hills, he has to figure out just where he is. And how he'd gotten here in the first place. And –

If there is anyone here he might possibly know. If they have any information.

It's that last bit that finally has him moving with a bit more purpose, hands shoved into the pockets of his jeans, dark brows furrowed. His nostrils flare as he continues taking in all of those weird scents, and his gaze hardens as one of those scaly things bumps into his shoulder on its way past and ends up growling out that he should be watching where he's going.

Derek turns back to face it, eyes briefly flashing red, jaw muscles tightening as he fights against the urge to bare his teeth.

Welcome to Omega.

Network Sample: [he doesn't automatically work on figuring out how his omni-tool works. there is a good chunk of time spent trying his cell phone – a lesson in patience as well as futility once he figures out that nothing he does will give him a signal. it's at that point that he tries for the device on his wrist, fiddling with it with perpetually-furrowed brows, and once he brings up a map of the station, there are a few more moments spent inspecting it.

of course, this doesn't look like anything he's ever seen before. he isn't exactly the most proficient with technology, but this is so far beyond him that there is no coming back from it.

he spends a few more moments flipping through all the sub-menus of the holographic interface, and once he finds the video function, he turns it on hesitantly, still all but frowning as his face suddenly appears on the network.

he doesn't say much, but for anyone that claims to know him at all, it isn't surprising.] I am not supposed to be here. [pause.] Wherever here is.

[there's another pause, and a huff of a sigh. like he doesn't have the patience for this in the slightest.] I need some answers – so someone had better start talking.