I do not own Teen Wolf and the characters in the series but I do own the storyline for this fanfiction.


Chapter 2: The Room

The darkness arrived without any notice, it barrels through the streets of Europe hiding its existence from mere humans. Everywhere the darkness touch, destruction laid upon it, creating unimaginable creatures in its wake, and whispering in the hearts of man.


Isaac was awakened by a large bucket of water being dumped on him from the ceiling, he jerked in the seat that he was tied in by metal chains. His whole senses were all over the place and he couldn't exactly pinpoint where he was, the room he was tied in looked like an interrogation room with its grayish dark walls. He shivered in his seat, squinting at the bright lights that kept on flashing in his eyes.

"Where am I?"He looked down at his chained up his hands" Is anybody here?!..C'mon answer me…Is anybody here?!"He struggled against his restraints. He tried calling upon his wolf powers but nothing came, he was confused and now scared. He hates tight spaces that remind him of his abusive father. Feeling like all the air was gonna be sucked away from him, his mind went haywire and started gasping for air that was already there. He felt like ripping the heads of who ever decided to lock him in here.

Isaac ears perked at the faint whooshing noise and tried shifting his focus to it but were blocked by a terrifying scream that made his insides crunch"Ahhhh!"He groaned wanting to cover his ears so badly."Stop it!"He yelled. The screaming stopped but the whooshing noise started again, and a deep bellowing voice followed"Welcome Isaac"It said through somewhere but Isaac felt too exhausted to figure out where. "H-How do you know my name?"Isaac asked.

"I know a lot about you...and what you are,"The voice from somewhere said."A werewolf right under our noses in Italy. Who would've thought?!...you know it was hard tracking you down. You're a very agile creature."The voice chuckled dramatically.

Isaac looked up at the ceiling, his head was in pain and he could feel his ears ringing"Who are you? Are you working alone? Why aren't my powers working?"He asked, calling on his wolf powers again but nothing budge, fearing the worse.

"I am called the Thinker. The reason why your powers aren't working is that your surround by Wolfsbane being pumped through the vent behind you. There are millions of people like myself all around the world who hunt mythical creatures like yourself but not for reasons you may think. We band together with these mythical creatures to stop very dark forces from entering our world" That explained the noise that Isaac kept on hearing, he turned his head slightly behind and saw white fumes coming out the vent. His breathing hitched as the white fumes entered his nostrils, he turned back around and the lights in the room dimmed.

"Why abduct me then?!. That's messed up guys, you just don't kidnap someone and tell them you wanna recruit them for some big battle to fight."Isaac chattered the last sentence. His leather jacket squeaked when he looked down at his damp pants that clung to his legs in a confining manner.

"Sorry for the drastic action but we had to take the perfect opportunity to get your attention. You forget we have been watching you ever since you arrived in Italy with that friend of yours…..Jackson is it. I know he left you hanging when Rossco was looking for you, and he took the rest of your money without your knowledge. What a terrible friend?!. I can see why you like being alone. Anyways, you left us no choice when you started a bar fight with a ruthless criminal."Isaac showed no emotion at what the person was saying. He didn't want a reminder of someone who screwed him over, the memory of it was still fresh in his mind and he tried his best to get rid of it but the hunger for revenge took control and he knew if he ever saw Jackson again that he was gonna kill him. Feeling a little creeped out that this person has knowledge of all the situations he was in and got in, and was aching to know the person behind the voice. He'd kill for some answers and to see the light again.


Over the years since leaving Beacon Hills, he'd began to think of himself as a Lone Wolf after being a lonely human all his life. Growing up with an abusive father and no one to talk to, afraid of what would happen if they found out the circumstances he was living in. He allowed that fear to overtake his body and mind since fear was all he knew and saw. Until that fateful moment when all that fear was gone and he felt like a whole new person ready to explore the world.

"I-I wanna see your face. I'm getting uncomfortable with just talking to a voice."Isaac finally said. He wanted to see a sign of life or something to tell him he wasn't going crazy. From the sound of the voice, he couldn't tell if it was a male or female, the voice had an accent that Isaac wasn't familiar with and the raspy tone that smokers have.

A few seconds or something, curtains that Isaac didn't know were there pulled up and stainless clear windows were revealed, outside of the windows was a dark skin middle age man dressed in what resembles military wear, and people working behind controls" How do you feel now?"The dark skin man asked through a small microphone.

"A bit better without the fact of me being chained up and drenched in water. I'm just dandy! thank you for asking by the way."Sarcasm dripping from his lips.

"You'll be let go once we explain the dangers that are quickly arriving in Europe, and then you'll be given a choice to join us or not."The man said simply, walking closer to the window with the microphone a few inches away from him.

"What if I decided already that I don't want to join you guys?"Isaac asked, already made up his mind. He didn't trust these people one bit and wanted to be let out of this place already. He wonders what time it was, was it night or day out, and where was he exactly. All of this burned his thoughts beyond belief than the so called dark forces that were arriving in Europe.