A/N: This is my first Teen Wolf fic and I really want to know what people think of it. I love the show and I love Derek, Stiles and Isaac. Comments good and bad are all welcome. I apologise for any grammatical errors as I have no beta. So enjoy! - SnowandStark
Chapter 1
I had always been different, in everything that I did. What I didn't know was that it was because of my parents, they were different. They would spend every night of a full moon locked in the basement, telling me to make sure that they didn't escape. I was only small and I didn't fully realise what was happening at the time. Every full moon I would sit outside the basement with my stuffed wolf teddy bear and I would try to block out the sad howls and cries coming from inside. We lived in Beacon Hills when I was born but we had moved away suddenly when I was 11 for no apparent reason. I was absolutely fascinated with the woods and wolves when I was younger, it was probably why I missed Beacon Hills so much when we left. I used to go and play in them with my cousin Scott, who was a few years younger than me and his best friend Stiles. We used to make up stories about how we would be able to turn into different animals and run free. I was always a clever child and people normally saw me as some sort of freak or something, my Mum always used to say that they were only jealous of me. My Mum would show me lots of different things that she had learnt over her lifetime and when I was 12 my Dad decided that I was ready to start learning self defence and how to use a weapon. I learnt quickly and at the age of 15 I excelled everyone my age at any sort of sport. I became a skilled marksmen and could fend off men ten times bigger than me.
I first changed when I was 16. I remember it like it was yesterday; I was at home with my parents and it was the night of the full moon. We were talking about when I would finally change like my parents. It got to the point in the night when my parents were getting ready to change, they were able to control their shifts but every so often they had to change so that their animal side wouldn't over take their minds. I remember that I started to feel itchy and sore. I walked over to the side door and opened it to get some fresh air. All of a sudden I was hit with a blast of pain and my body felt like it was being stretched apart. I let out a loud scream and heard my parents come running up to me. They took a step back from me as I shrugged of my old skin and stood there in full wolf form. My parents were pure werewolves, this meant that instead of partially turning into a wolf they turn into full wolves. I stood there looking at my parents with a wary gaze. They both changed and two more wolves stood in front of me. My mother was a light brown colour and my father black. They were both larger than normal wolves their backs as high as any man. They walked up to me and started to sniff me, accepting me into their pack. Seen as we could no longer talk we spoke through our minds. My father sent me a picture of myself, telling me I looked beautiful. I saw a picture of a stark, white wolf with bright green eyes staring back at me. My father chuckled at my surprise and he started running, my mother followed and so did I. After entering the woods my father let out a loud howl calling the other pack members. Our pack consisted of all pure wolves. Other howls could be heard in response of my father's call and soon wolves of different kinds were joining us. They all sent me happy feelings, trying to welcome me to the pack. I picked up my pace and let the wind rush through my fur. I had missed out on a lot during the time I wasn't a wolf. I let out my own howl and the others quickly joined in. All of a sudden a large net shot out of the darkness. I managed to dodge it but I was still unsteady on my new feet. Several of the wolves were trapped and the net started to constrict on them. We were boxed in at all sides by other nets. My father backed me and my mother into a large tree and started to growl at our attackers. The other wolves that had managed to escape the nets also joined him. Men started to walk out of the shadows with weapons pointed at us. They smelt strange, all that I could smell was the blood of my new pack members. I whimpered slightly and my mother nuzzled me reassuringly. One of the men stepped forward and started to speak "Not so much of a big bad wolf now are we?" My father changed back into his human form and addressed the men in front of him. "We have not attacked any humans. We haven't broken your code, you have no right to attack us." The man let out a deep chuckle and took a step forward. Three wolves stepped forward to flank my father all growling menacingly. He simply smirked. Three of his men stepped forward and quickly shot the three wolves. Normally they would have been fine but the men were using special bullets that stopped us from healing ourselves. My father let out a deep growl and his wolves started to attack, men and wolves alike fell around us. My mother joined in the fight leaving me alone. One man was starting to walk towards me so I did what my instincts told me, I ran at the man and tore him apart with my teeth, growling all the time. I was hit in the side by an arrow and I let out a loud yelp. My parents looked up from their battles but before they could get to me the main man walked up to them both and shot them point blank in the head, killing them instantly. I shifted back and let out a loud scream, mourning the loss of my parents. By now there were only a few members of my pack left, they converged on my position and circled me trying to stop me from getting hurt. I tried to move but the arrow in my side stopped me. I looked at my side and saw the large arrow sticking out. I gripped it tightly with both hands and pulled it out making sure to apply pressure to it. I threw the arrow away from me and tried to stand but my legs gave way below me. I was starting to lose my vision as I started to lose more blood. I vaguely heard the wolves around me fall before I was consumed by darkness.