So this is gonna be season 2. A flirtmance between Percy and Erica. Also Percy and Isaac are going to bond very quickly in this story cause if you think about it.

Scott has Stiles.

Allison had Lydia

Percy has nobody

Isaac has no one

Bam new bromance!

Ok and something is wrong with Percy's eyes that will be a side conflict resolved in season 3 but ok to the story.

Chapter one.

I made my way towards Scott and Stiles in the locker room. "Especially since things are good with Allison," I heard Scott say. "Yeah I'm aware of how good things are with Allison," Stiles responded annoyed. "Like really good," Scott continued. "I... Thank you I know," Stiles again said. "I mean like really good," Scott repeated.

"Ok we get it shut the hell up," I said from behind Scott. Scott jumped a mile and Stiles nodded in agreement. "What we talking about?" I asked. "About how we are chaining Scott up," Stiles answered.

I raised and eyebrow. "Did you get something better than hand cuffs?" I asked. "Yes in fact I did," Stiles told me. He opened his locker and chains started falling out.

The team started to gather around and stare. Coach came up and watched the end of the chains fall out of his locker. "Part of me wants to ask," he started," but the other half says knowing will be more disturbing than anything I could ever imagine. So uh I'm going to walk away."

"Wise choice coach," Stiles said ask we wear to pick up the chains. All of a sudden I smelled something. It was like Scott but different. "Your guys eyes just flashed what's going on?" Stiles asked. "There's another werewolf," I informed him.

Time skip.

"It was like a scent but I couldn't tell who it was," Scott said. "What if one of you guys got him one on one? Would that help?" Stiles asked. Scott and I nodded. Stiles said he had an idea and ran off.

He came back with a goalie stick and goalie pads. "Told coach Scott's playing goal," Stiles said. "But I hate playing goal," Scott complained. "Remember when I said I had an idea? Well this is the idea," Stiles said

"Ohhhhh... What's the idea?" Scott asked. "I seriously don't see how you survive with out me sometimes," Stiles said getting up. I rolled my eyes and grabbed my stick. "I'll see what I can do." I told Scott and got in line behind Isaac Lahey.

Instead of it being a 1v1 Scott came out on the first person tackling them to the ground and smelled them. I mentally faced palmed. Scott repeated this a few times. Coach was telling him to stop it or he will do suicides.

He asked Stiles what was wrong and I died laughing at what he said.

"Well he's failing 2 classes he's a little socially awkward and if you look close enough his jaw line is kinda un even."

After Scott took out Danny I had a feeling this was a useless idea. "Nice idea Stiles," I grumbled. Jackson lied about his shoulder hurting. "Pussy," I hollered at him as he walked off the field.

I turned back and I realized Isaac was breathing at almost a growl. I turned him around and flashed my eyes at him. His eyes widened but coach blew the Whistle and he started the drill.

He ran at Scott and Isaac ran towards him. They hit each other spinning around. I saw Isaacs eyes flash yellow as he stared at Scott and then glanced at me.

I heard the sound of walkie talkie static talk. I glanced over to see the sheriff with 2 other deputy's walking up.

Time skip.

"His dad's dead," Scott said listing to the conversation. "They don't think he's a suspect do they?" Stiles asked. "I don't know why?" I asked. "Cause they can lock him in a holding cell for 24 hours" Stiles informed us. "Like over night?" Scott asked. "During the full moon," Stiles finished.

"How good are the holding cells at holding people?" I asked. "People great. A werewolf I don't know," Stiles answered.

Time skip.

Me and Scott rushed out of the school just in time to see Isaac being pulled away in a cop car. Not 5 seconds later Derek pulled up in his Camaro.

"Get in," Derek ordered. "Seriously?" I asked. "You did that that's your fault!" Scott exclaimed. "I know that now get in the car and help me," Derek ordered again.

"Or we could call a lawyer, to get him out of jail before the moon go's up," I stated. "Not when they check the house," Derek told us. "What do you mean?" Scott asked. "What ever Jackson said to the cops, what's in the house is worse... A lot worse," Derek informed us.

"Uhhhhhhg Shotgun!" I said opening the door.

Time skip.

"Wait your not letting me help you?" I asked annoyed. "No your standing watch your a better fighter than Scott, and even me when I was a beta," he informed me. "Alright but if a psycho werewolf comes to kill me, I'll kill both of you," i said as they walked in the house.

I leaned on the side of Derek's car staring at my reflection. I decided to flash my eyes. I stated at my golden eyes for a while until all of a sudden they turned white.

I fell to the ground in pain. I was shifting but i couldn't stop it. I opened my eyes and saw them in Derek's cars door. They where white still. My hand started to grow its claws. Suddenly I got a call on my phone.

I went to answer it but then my other hand started to shift to. "AHhh!" I groaned. I turned over and I looked up to the sky. The moon wasn't at its peak why am I shifting!?

Then I heard someone leaving a message on my phone.i closed my eyes and I listened with my heightened hearing. "Hey Perce just calling to see if we could talk. We haven't really in a while.. But yeah call me back babe," she said and hung up.

I opened my eyes and glanced at my hands. Completely normal. I flashed my eyes again at the car window. They where gold.

"What the?" I asked my self.

Derek grabbed my shoulder. "Your coming with me," he ordered. "Where?" I asked. "With him," he said pointing at Stiles jeep.

Time skip.

I waited out side of the jeep as Derek and Stiles bickered. Finally we walked in. Derek completely swooned the cop at the front office. "Well that worked come on!" I whispered to Stiles as we quickly tip toed past the desk.

Stiles went towards the key pad but the key wasn't there. He headed towards the holding cell. Plan be was for me to break Isaac out then knock him out and then get him out.

We ran to an officer that I recognized. It was one of are "goons" "ooh no," Stiles said. He grabbed Stiles and started forcing him backwards. Stiles hit the fire alarm but I grabbed his leg. Threw him behind me and shifted. I slowly looked up at the guard.

"I'd use that wolfsbane smartly if I was you," I growled grabbing him and throwing him into the holding sell room. Stiles on my heels.

I saw the door was open because Stiles pulled the alarm. "Oh shit!" I exclaimed as Isaac came out of now where attacking the fake cop.

Isaac smashed his head ok the wall making him fall to the ground. I smashed the wolfsbane causing Isaac to look over. He glanced at me then Stiles. He took a step towards him.

I grabbed Isaac and threw him to the ceiling. He hit the light and fell back down. He jumped up and threw a punch. I dodged easily and extended my claws slicing open his shirt.

Isaac roared in pain. He charged at me picking me up and throwing me into a wall. A crater was made as I hit the wall. I fell to the ground seeing Isaac come upon me.

I kicked him with both my legs and he flew backwards. I got up and grabbed his collar of his shirt. I pushed him away from Stiles. He came growled at me and I just smirked. I charged at him this time.

I blocked his punch and head butted him. Isaac stumbled backwards and I grabbed his shirt. I hit his face over and over until he was almost knocked out. I then threw him to the ground. At Derek's feet. "Percy?" Derek asked glowing his eyes red. "I realized what I just did and slowly shifted back to a human.

"He was trying to kill Stiles," I told him. Derek nodded and roared at Isaac causing him to u shift. "Help me with him," he ordered. "Your not my alpha," I told him. He raised an eyebrow. "But I did just beat the living shit out of your beta so yeah let's go."

Time skip.

Isaac was laying there asleep healing on the abandoned train seat. "Can you make me a deal?" I asked. He nodded.

"Don't tell anyone that I'm you know a Werewolf," I pleaded. "Cause it could get me killed," I finished. "Ok, but then you have to make a choice later," he said. "What's that?" I asked.

"Pack or family?" He said then he walked off towards another part of the train.

I sighed. As the question replayed in my mind.

Pack

Or

Family.