"What do you mean someone else adopted him!?" Derek yelled into the Sheriff's face. Sheriff Stilinski looked bored and calm at the same time while Isaac looked down like a dejected puppy.

"I mean that another family has taken him as one of their own. They are coming to Beacon Hills in two days and they are going to reside here. Now could you please move back, Mr. Hale? You're all up in my space." Sheriff Stilinski said. He glanced behind Derek to look at the window of his office, where his son had his face pressed against.

"But I could take care of him!" Derek barked out, not moving from the Sheriff's personal space.

"Mr. Hale. Have you seen the peace of crap house that you live in?" Sheriff Stilinski asked with raised eyebrows. Derek was about to open his mouth to yell some more, but he sat back down in dejection. Sheriff Stilinski looked at Derek. "Look, I tried. I know you wanna keep this kid. But it wasn't my choice. You're going to have to pack Isaac's stuff and Saturday, you're dropping him off at his new house." The Sheriff put a file in front of Derek. "If you want to check out if the family is alright, here's the file. Check it out and bring it back tomorrow."

Derek took the file with caution, as if it was a ticking time bomb. He read the name of the file.

The Blofis'

•••••

"Blofis? What is that? Some kind of butt disease or a retarded fish?" Stiles asked incredulously from the back of Derek's Camaro as they drove towards the Hale house.

"I don't know. But that's the family surname." Derek muttered, silently fuming. Isaac sat in shotgun, going through the file.

"Sally Blofis nee Jackson. Age 41. Nationality is American. Her parents died when she was very young in a plane crash and she was raised by an uncle who died of cancer when she was eighteen. She wasn't finished with high school at that moment, meaning that she isn't a graduate. She got had a kid with someone no one knows of and got married when her son was six, who was named Gabe Ugliano. The guy miraculously disappeared when her son was twelve. She remarried three years after to a man named Paul Blofis." Isaac read.

"Miraculously disappeared? You think she killed him?" Stiles asked, then gasped. "She probably did!"

"Let's not jump to conclusions. She actually looks like a nice lady." Isaac said and took out a photo, handing it to Stiles. Stiles studied the lady and his hard demeanor fell completely. She had a nice motherly smile on her face. She had brown hair, bright blue eyes and a look of happiness on her face. There was a three year old boy in her lap that had black hair and sea green eyes. He smiled brightly as well, his two front teeth missing.

"Read about the kid." Derek grumbled out, seeming uninterested in seeing the mother in the photo. Isaac glanced over at his Alpha before turning the page. His eyes widened.

"Whoa. Man this kid gets around." Isaac muttered. "Perseus Jackson. Age seventeen. Nationality is Greek-American. Mother is Sally Blofis nee Jackson and father is unknown. First step-father is Gabe Ugliano, who is deceased and his current step-father is Paul Blofis, who is still alive. He's a Dyslexic ADHD kid. He's been kicked out of ten schools in twelve years. His recent school was Goode High, which he was at for two years. A new record apparently. When he was twelve, he was in the centre of a national man-hunt across the country when he was accused for kidnapping his own mom. It was proven that he was actually running from a guy who wanted to kidnap him, who had also kidnapped his mother. Perseus engaged in a gunfight with him in Los Angeles. When he was thirteen, he blew up the school gym. At age fourteen, he also blew up a school band room at an orientation. When he was sixteen, he went missing for a year. No one knew where he went. He becomes eighteen in two weeks. He was found… like… three weeks ago. He just recently applied to Beacon Hills High School and was accepted, albeit reluctantly."

Stiles let out an impressed whistle and Isaac handed him a picture. It was a picture of when Perseus was twelve or thirteen.

He had the same black hair and green eyes, but his hair was more windswept. He had a deep tan already and there was a carefree smile on his face. He wore an orange shirt with a couple of rips and a necklace with two beads. He held up a peace sign and he was with three other kids in the picture. The one behind him was huge with long brown hair and sunglasses on his face. The other kid was on his right. He was slightly taller than Perseus and had a Rasta cap on. He had brown hair and brown eyes with a wispy beard and an acne. The last one was a girl on Perseus' right. He had an arm around her waist and she was still a tiny bit taller. Her hair was blonde and she had stormy grey eyes. She had one of her arms around Perseus' shoulder and she looked at him with a somewhat lovey dovey look. (Remember. Annabeth said she had a crush on Percy since they were twelve.)

"Wow. Man this kid has a busy life." Stiles said and watched as they pulled up in front of the Hale house, where the rest of the pack was. The Camaro came to a stop and Derek stormed out, slamming the door shut after he got out. Stiles and Isaac shared a look before exiting the car as well, just to see Derek pacing up and down cursing like a sailor.

"Derek? What's wrong?" Scott asked

"Did McDonald's get your order wrong again?" Peter asked from his place on the porch and Derek flashed his red eyes at his uncle. Peter just smiled and gave a small wave.

"Someone else adopted Isaac." Derek growled out and Erica narrowed her eyes.

"Who?" She asked.

"This other family. Blowfish or something." Derek muttered, still pacing up and down.

"So… Isaac doesn't live with you anymore? He has to make excuses to go out on a full moon and for training?" Lydia asked with raised eyebrows. She then rolled her eyes. "This just keeps getting complicated."

"Please. They don't have to worry about Isaac. The kid in the family is insane. Apparently, he was the one who blew a hole in the St. Louis Arch!" Stiles said in excitement as he read the file, which was recently ripped out from Isaac's grasp. Allison stood up and walked over, taking the file from Stiles. She read over and her eyes got wide.

"Expelled from ten schools in twelve years? What does this kid do?" Allison muttered. She lifted up the picture. "Is this how old he is?"

"No. I think that was when he blew up the school gym of his school. About five years ago." Stiles said. All the Beta's ran towards Stiles, reaching for the file. Lydia rolled her eyes before walking over and snatching the file out of Stiles' grip with ease. She read over it.

"Originally from New York. Recently discovered to be Greek. All of his schoolwork is written in Ancient Greek and it took the teachers time to translate all of it, though it was brilliant. His IQ is unbelievably high. In Greek of course. In American, he might as well be a potato." Lydia said after reading. "It's a possibility that his father is of Greek decent."

"What makes you think that?" Scott asked.

"Why else would someone learn Ancient Greek?" Lydia asked matter-of-factly. "It can't be for no apparent reason."

"When are they coming?" Boyd asked

"Two days. Hopefully later." Derek grumbled and Stiles walked over, patting his back.

"There, there, Wolfy." Stiles said. Derek's eyes flickered from green to red, eventually resting on green. Derek let out a grunt of annoyance.

"Whatever."