AN: Disclaimer... I don't own Derek... or any of the Teen Wolf characters. I'm only allowed to imagine scenarios... Enjoy!
Pain; the pulsating and burning sensation flooded his nerves. A whine, animalistic and unbecoming escapes from his lips. He breathes out, eyes closing as he attempts to control the levels of pain. So many layers of frayed nerves... his body swings and he bites back a yelp from the unexpected movement. The female is in front of him, no doubt the cause of the movement, and he plasters a nonchalant look on his face.
"Derek." Her voice is oddly soothing, making him snarl in response.
"Bitch."
"Oh, come now. I thought that we were past all of that." She clicks in disapproval. She drags her painted nails across his stomach, causing him to flinch and attempt to jerk back. A small smile, "Is that tender baby?"
Derek looks away, muscles flexing in an attempt to break his restraints. There's a creak from the support beam and the alpha presses his cheek against his arm. The huntress had moved out of his sight but he could hear her fiddling with some of the metal devices. A deep inhale, legs folding up towards his abdomen and he swings. Another crack and Derek felt the beam lower slightly. One more time.
Easier thought than done. Broken ribs creaked in protest and he exhaled slowly.
"Do you know what this is?" The girl is in front of him again, what was her name again? And he blinks, trying to concentrate on the object in her hands. "No?" She's pouting, "I had hoped to catch a smarter wolf this time."
"Fuck you." The words are ground out between clenched teeth.
An annoyed glance of her eyes is all he gets. "I had the pleasure of catching an alpha the last time. Dull creature, but I didn't want her for her smarts anyways."
"What'd you do?" Concentrating is slowly becoming harder. So is breathing for that matter.
"You see, when you know what buttons to push, you can make an alpha revert to its beast form." She skims a finger over the object. "And if you pull the claws and teeth out while the beast is still alive..." The claw presses up against bruised skin and Derek flinches involuntarily. "Well..." More pressure and then suddenly his world exploded with pain. He's panting, dimly aware of the liquid running down his stomach. "If a hunter uses it... or anyone for that matter, it still packs the power of the alpha it came from."
"A-a-nd..." God it was hard to breath. "You call... us..." Derek doesn't finish as the claw sinks further. He's pretty sure that he feels an organ rupture, blood rushing up his throat.
"Monsters?" The female laughs, "You are monsters. I'm merely trying to find a more effective way of eradicating your kind."
Desperate gulps of air fills the silence as Derek tries to center himself in the here and now. "Nnnn..." Is all he can manage in response.
"Sssh, you need to save that pretty little voice." A quick jerk of her hand removes the claw and the being in front of her shudders. "Speaking of that..." The huntress glances at her watch, "time for you take a nap. I hope tomorrow we get to a name, yes?"
Fuck off, the thought consumes Derek as the lights go out and the chains are loosened enough to let him collapse to the ground. Concentrating is hard... and... Stiles? No... Stiles shouldn't be here. If Stiles is here then so is Scott... Panic fills him but his body was unable to do much more than roll over.
AN: Yes, Scott and Stiles are coming for Derek. After all, every pack (or honorary pack member) needs their Alpha right?
Please review and keep in mind that this is my first Teen Wolf fanfic :)