So I don’t hate Allison.
I have reached that point in my life where I see teenagers as children. By which I mean I see them as fundamentally unfinished people. I know that the Allison I see now in the show is not going to be the same Allison 10 years from now.
A lot of people on my dash are shocked and appalled at Allison’s behavior (justifiably so) and saying “there’s no coming back from this.” And they’re right, in a way. There is no coming back from what Allison did. There is moving forward, though.
See, I have this trade secret coping mechanism when it comes to Teen Wolf. I think of Highlander. Remember Highlander? You probably don’t. Anyway there’s this character named Methos. Methos is a mild mannered librarian. Methos just wants is big stupid boyfriend Duncan to live a good life and fight bad guys and save people. That’s all he wants in the world. That and a nice quiet place to read.
Of course, when Methos was a young immortal, it was a different story. Slaughter and mayhem. He drank wine out of hollowed out baby sculls (because hard liquor hadn’t been invented yet). He got himself a reputation for being one of the four horseman of the apocalypse.
Now he’s just a librarian. With A PAST. And REGRETS.
Every story is a backstory. 10 years from now, this will be Allison’s backstory. 10 years from now, Allison will long since have found out that Gerard was the grandfather of lies. She will remember the lines she crossed. Allison once told Kate that she didn’t want to be afraid. She will wake up one day soon and realize that the only thing she is afraid of is herself, and she will pine for the days when she was afraid of the world. She will cringe from her own reflection. She will not sleep well at night.
Allison’s got red on her ledger now.
Some heroes are heroes because they remember what it was to be a villain.