"It's finally here! We're finally Beacon Hills Warriors." Scott McCall and his best friend Stiles Stilinski walked into the boys locker room and started undressing. "I still don't see where you were bitten, Stiles. When Peter bit me, it left a huge scar. I still can't get rid of this thing.." Scott traced the teeth marks left on his abdomen by Peter Hale. Stiles pulled his shirt up and the top of his shorts down about an inch to reveal a scar left by a tooth. "I told you man, Laura's a kinky little wolf girl. I thought I was getting lucky for once, not being bitten by Derek's sister who hates me almost as mu-" "Dude if she hates you, why did she bite you?" Scott said in a patronizing tone. "Because she recognized my potential for awesomeness, obviously."

Scott was still looking at Stiles' bite when Coach Finstock approached them. "Part of me wants to ask, the other part says knowing, will be more disturbing than anything I could ever imagine. So..I'm gonna walk away." "That's a wise choice coach." Stiles let go of his shorts and pulled on his jersey. "See ya out there," says Stiles as he shuts his locker and walks away with Isaac Lahey and Vernon Boyd, leaving Scott alone in the locker room. Ugh, where's my other glove? I thou- Scott stopped. Something didn't feel right and he thought he could smell another wolf. Of course there's another wolf, the school is full of them..but this one doesn't seem right.. Before he had a chance to turn around, Scott was knocked to the floor and pinned face down. At first he was scared but then he remembered that unlike his old school, he could freely shift then overpower his aggressor. As hard as he tried, Scott couldn't get up and soon had a bag thrown over his head.

"Who are you? Where are you taking me? What's going on? Answer me!" Scott tried to shake the bag off his head and cut his hands free but the ties were made of something similar to metal and his claws couldn't cut through them. "Relax, Scott. We're just going for a little ride." I know him.. The voice sounded familiar to Scott. He couldn't put it with a name or face but he knew he had heard it before. The car he was in eventually stopped behind what he assumed was a secluded area, but then he heard a bell ding and could make out strangers' voices. "Alright McCall, here we go." This time the voice was different, still as familiar as the other, but different. Scott could feel two sets of hands lift him up and carry him out of the vehicle and into a nearby building where he could hear another voice asking what was happening. Stiles? "Stiles?!" "Scott?" It is him! "Stiles! Are you okay?" The hands dropped Scott onto the floor next to Stiles and left the room. "Dude do you know what's happening?" "No, but I know the voices. I can't figure out their names but I know those voices." "Yeah I know. One of them sounded like Danny Mahealani but I wasn't sure." "Danny? Stiles, why would Danny-" "Why would I what?" Danny pulled the bags off of Stiles and Scott's head revealing an empty room with nothing but the chairs they were in and three other guys. Isaac..Boyd..is that? Is that Jackson Whittemore? What is going on here.. "What are you going to do with us?" Scott could feel his fangs growing as he tried to keep himself calm. "We just wanted to show you something." "And you had to tie us up for that? Yeah gr-" "Would you have come with us if we had just asked you to, McCall?" Jackson stepped forward with a large blade and Scott could hear Stiles' heart rate rise. "Exactly, you wouldn't have." Jackson went behind Stiles grabbed his shoulder, raising the blade to his back. "No!" screamed Scott. With one swift movement, Jackson cut through the ties holding Stiles' hands together. What? Jackson approached Scott and cut his ties too. Scott and Stiles both stood and shifted, prepared to fight their classmates. "Guys, seriously. We're not here to fight." Danny laughed a little then started walking towards the door, followed by Isaac and Boyd. "Well? Go on." Jackson motioned towards the door and Scott and Stiles followed the boys. "If anything happens, just run. We'll meet up later in our room, okay?" "Alright." The boys pushed open the door and were greeted with a bright light and a large group of their friends and family shouting "Surprise!"

"What the-" "Oh Scott, your friends wanted to congratulate you guys on finally getting into the academy." Melissa McCall crossed the floor, shaking her head at her son. Stiles, who was still confused, walked over to his mother and hugged her. Lydia rushed up to Stiles and gave him a hug and a kiss. "My little wolf boy can finally become a wolf man," she smiled and leaned in for another kiss. Isaac came over and slapped them both on the back. "Sorry boys, we had to give you a little scare, we needed some fun too." Boyd left the room and Jackson and Danny brought Scott and Stiles both a small box. "It's sort of a tradition to give all first year wolves a pendant. Something to signify their allegiance to their Alpha-" "OR to signify their pack. Their family." The boys opened the boxes revealing a small iron pentagram tied to a leather strap. "It's been a running joke with our packs to give them a pentagram, sort of an homage to that cliché Wolfman movie," the body belonging to the soft, comforting voice stepped forward. "Talia!" Scott ran over to the woman and gave her a hug. Lydia leaned in to Stiles, "Who is that woman again?" "That woman," said Issac as he stepped closer to her and Stiles, "is Derek's mom, Talia Hale." "She's also Laura and Cora's mom. And Peter's older sister." Issac rolled his eyes at Stiles' rambling. "She's practically the Alpha of all Alphas."

"She's also standing two feet away from you," Talia said with a smile. The rest of the guests had began eating and talking amongst themselves, when Boyd came back into the room carrying a large, flat box. "I almost forgot the cake!" When he pulled the lid off of the box, it revealed a photo of Taylor Lautner from the Twilight movies on top of a cake with the words, "Congratulations Scott and Stiles!" on top of it. "You have got to be kidding me." "What? Taylor is a total hunk." Danny took the cake from Boyd and set it on the table. "I just hope he tastes as good as he looks." Danny winked at Scott before he cut into the cake and licked the knife. "No complaints from me," he smiled.