'One, Two. One, two. One, two.' He called out in his head. The numbers representing the punches he sent to the punching bag. Every fist was fluid and in time with the counting. The bag rocked back and forth behind the pressure of the attacks until finally, his body drenched in perspiration, he stopped. Shoulders relaxing and breathing slowing. He walked over to the bench and grabbed the towel. He ran the soft fabric over his face and looked himself in the mirror. His dark brown skin was covered in scars. His hair was perfectly outlined and short. Sweat swam down every muscle in his body. He was well in shape. In his line of work he had to be.
He was a 11 year old orphan when he got to Beacon Hills, lost and lonely. Looking for his father. He had nothing to go by except for the name Alan Deaton. He searched and searched before he was informed of the unfortunate. By a man known as Scott, that his father had died many years ago. Scott had let the boy stay with him and his wife Malia. He wasn't there for long. Deatons little sister, his Aunt Morell had been there for him. She adopted the boy and raised him, giving him the name Alan after his late father. It wasn't until he was 15 that his aunt told him about the supernatural. She taught him everything she knew. From the mystic rituals, to the weakness of the creatures, to the medical aspects. She was training him to be a druid. They traveled the world.
Eventually Morell fell in love with a man named Conner Ontoro. Turned out he was a hunter. He trained Alan vigorously in everything he knew before he met his unfortunate end while in the line of duty. He was killed by a werewolf, while protecting Morell. The werewolf had managed to injure her before Alan killed it. But it was too late. Alan took his mother to the hospital and due to the surgery needed she was paralyzed from the waist down. From that point on Alan continued with his Hunter Training, but he harboured a deep hatred of werewolves, something Morell tried and failed to talk him out of. With Morell paralyzed she thought it best to settle down.
Naturally she chose Beacon Hills. This is where they lived. Alan found plenty to do in this Supernatural Beacon of a town. This was his life now. And it was just beginning.
