Hope your heart is strong enough
When the night is coming down on you
We will find a way through the dark

Percy Winchester's life has never been normal, not at all. After all, how could his life be normal when he was adopted as a baby and was bitten by a werewolf at the age of ten and being turned into a True Alpha a year later. He ended up losing control and killing his foster mother. He still had nightmares over that and wondered how he could do such a thing to a women that gave up everything for him.

He was a sixteen year old high schooler who had to deal with being an Alpha werewolf and having no anchor to help him on the full moons. He was adopted by Jackson Whittemore's parents at the age of 13, just so Jackson wouldn't be alone or anything like that. They didn't get along at all, both of them hated each other actually. It didn't help when Jackson got the bite from Derek and found out Percy was an Alpha himself.

Their 'parents' were about to send Jackson away when Percy stopped them, knowing Jackson would want to stay close to his pack. Percy himself didn't have a pack. It was unheard of for an Alpha not to have a pack but he felt like everyone around him got hurt so he didn't make a pack, he never bit someone so he wouldn't know what kind of power that gave an Alpha.

He made sure to stay away from other wolves so they couldn't drag him into the crap that happened in Beacon Hills. He didn't want to be in the middle of things, but that changed when Jackson went missing and their parents didn't even noticed because they though he did go to London for the summer time at least. Percy himself was worried sick since he knew for a fact that Jackson didn't go to London.

Percy had been teaching Jackson control since Derek didn't want him in his pack, so Jackson was basically his Beta. He had been tracking him for months and he heard from Peter, the only one that figured out what he was, that Issac found something so he decided that it was time for him to stop hiding and come out of the shadows.

Deaton was a friend of his Emissary, Elena, and agreed that he could sit through what they were going to do to Isaac to get him to remember. He showed up before anyone else and sat on one of the metal table things, he could never remember the name, and waited for the others to show up. Deaton was getting things ready and glancing at the young Alpha every few minutes, knowing he was worried about Jackson, even if his face was set in a stone mask that normally no one could read through.

Elena was standing next to Percy and had her hand on his leg, she was young for an Emissary, around the age of 20. She found Percy right after he became a True Alpha and helped him control it, kinda. He still have anger problems but did his best not to let them show. He and Jackson were as close as could be and he let the Beta do what he wished to unless it would cause harm to himself or the people around him.

Percy didn't look up from his phone, he was playing angry birds (no he didn't have an addiction to the game not matter what Jackson said), when he heard the door open and heard four pairs of foot steps making their way to the room they were in. He glared at his phone as he lost the level before it was snatched out of him hand and Elena put it in her back pocket.

He looked up in time to see Derek's eyes flash red and his own eyes flashed bright red in response before both of them were growling, fangs and claws out, waiting for the other to attack first. "Now, calm down, both of you. Derek, Percy is here to find Jackson, who he believes was taken by whoever took your Beta's." Deaton's voice came through to both of them. Percy slowly turned back and straightened up and slid off the metal table thing.

"Jackson's in London." Isaac commented with a shrug. Percy narrowed his eyes at the Beta and tried not to snarl at him. "No, he's was with me, training since someone," Queue the glare at Derek, "Didn't want to teach him control. He's my Beta and he was with me until a month ago when he didn't come home from the movie store." He informed everyone. They all knew each other from school so they knew who he was but they didn't know he was a werewolf, an Alpha at that.

Derek growled at Percy claiming Jackson as his Beta. Jackson was Derek's Beta, he was the one that turned him, not his young wolf that didn't know a thing about what he was doing. He went to open his mouth to argue but Percy cut him off. "I marked him, my bite took over yours, Derek Hale. He's mine. Deal with it. At least I actually treated him like a pack member, even after what Matt made him do." He said in a level tone, ending the argument before it could even start.

He continued to glare at Derek even when Deaton said to get ready for what he was going to do to Isaac. He watched as Scott and Stiles filled the tub with ice and water. He just wanted to know where his Beta was.

He watched as Isaac was put under a spell or something and Deaton asked him questions. He listened to what he saw and knew where they were at, he didn't tell anyone but Isaac did that for him. He was planning on getting Jackson out that night, not caring about the others. Tomorrow was a full moon so he needed to get Jackson out.

He took off without anyone noticing him leaving and ran as fast as he could to the bank vault. He went straight in through the front door, not caring about the pack of Alphas waiting for him. He could take them out, or at least he hoped he could take them out.

He stopped half way to the vault when he spotted the twins. He glared at them and shrugged off his jacket, along with his shoes and pants, followed by his shirt. He tensed as his body shifted into a wolf. He was the only one that he knew of that could shift all the way. He could tell by the shock on their faces that they never seen a werewolf like him before. Jackson called his wolf form beautiful more then once. After all he was all white with only black spots on the very tip of his ears. His eyes glowed a bright red as he stared at the twins, growling daring them to get in his way.

Once they shifted into their big ass form, Percy knew he would have a huge fight on his hands and got ready to pounce on them. It was going to be a long as night, he could feel it.