So far it has been a good day for Stiles, but its not going to end that way. The sun was out it was 7:30 it was a warm Sunday evening and Stiles just finished talking to Scott on the phone, so he is now on his way to Derek's. Just then a man in his early 20's (that's what Stiles assumed) ran out in front of Stiles Jeep' which caused him to crash into a tree. Stiles last thought was

Derek is gonna kill me

Then the world went black

"Where the hell is he?" Derek asked with slight annoyance in his voice. "He said he was on his way an hour ago." Scott replied slight worry in his voice. "Maybe we should go look for him." Isaac suggested, whimpering at the idea of his missing mate. "Whatever get the rest of the pack looking and tell them to call us if they see anything meet back here at 10."

Dark. Dark was all he could see. He tried to lift up his hands to wipe his eyes, but they were handcuffed. Great! I just had to be kidnapped. Again! Just then the lights turned on blinding Stiles.

"Looks like our guest has woken, Kevin"

"I see that Amber"

"Hello Stiles, we have some questions for you." Amber said.

"I like dogs, Lucky Charms, and piz-" he got cut short by Kevin's fist.

When Scott got Derek's call he was terrified. He knew Isaac had used his wolf hearing because he was as white as a ghost. Just incase he didn't hear it all Scott said,

"He wasn't in the Jeep, but the jeep is wrapped around a tree."

"Are they following is scent?"

"That's the problem, there is no scent... just blood."

"Are you just going to make this harder on yourself Stiles?"

"Are you gonna untie me Bitch?" Punch.

"Then I will talk." Slap.

"Next thing Amber?" Kevin asked pleading.

"Yes" she said with a giant grin. Well this is not good. Stiles thought.

Next thing he knows e was being taken from the dreaded chair to a worse pain. Hands being tied above his head he noticed something that made his stomach flip, a camera.

"Hello Sheriff."

"Scott where the hell is Stiles?"

"We have no idea, he was taken from his jeep, which was crashed into the side of a tree." Just then Isaacs phone buzzed, signaling a text message.

"Its a message from Stiles?"

"What?"

"A video..."

"Play it Isaac."

Look at the camera sweetie.

Stiles stuck up his head.

"Oh my God!" Stiles face was a mix of blue, black and red. Bruises littered his pale skin, mixed with blood from two wounds, head and nose.

Just then Melissa walked in and gasped "Stiles?"

I'm going to turn you so we can fix up.

A whimper escaped Stiles voice we she touched him.

His back was no better than his front, whip marks coated his back

"Scott, Isaac you should be proud of your little human here. Not giving up any information about your little pack."

"Scottie boy? Isaac?" Stiles sounded so small.

The mysterious woman nodded to an unnoticed man who held a whip.

The last thing they heard was a scream

Isaac was crying, Scott was barfing down the hall, and the Sheriff and Melissa were just shocked with tears about to break over the dam they had in there eyes. Just then Derek and the pack barged in.

"What did we miss? Whoa what's wrong?" Derek said as Scott returned

The room reeked of fear, tears, and guilt .

Isaac handed Derek the video player remote said,"Watch it if you want" and ran out of the room balling. Derek pressed play as the Sheriff, Melissa and Scott filed out of the room. Everyone else sat down unprepared for what they were about to see.

One week later: 6:30

Everyone was running on five hours or less of sleep and they were getting ready on there final search for there missing pack mate. No more videos have been sent and no one even knows if he is still alive.

"Okay Scott and Isaac you two with me. Allison, Lydia and Ethan go together. Aiden, Danny and Chris go together."

"Sheriff and Melissa will be our call center here at the car, call them and then they will send it out with the walkie-talkies ."

"Good luck guys."

Then they were gone.

He was used to this by now, don't talk, get beat, go unconscious, wake up then restart all over again.

"No one is going to recognize you boy once I'm done with you." well that statement was about right now.

Today's item was of course, brass knuckles. Knives, whips, fists, burnt, and hell he has been electrocuted but this was somehow the worst.

That damn camera in the corner has gotten the week of his pain on camera.

One last punch to the face sent him into unconsciousness.

"Stop."

"What do you have Der-"

"Oh my God"

They had found his scent, but it was totally wrong.

"Yes Derek,"

"Oh my God, I will get it over to them."

"Ok bye."

Attention wolves, hunters, humans and banshees find Derek's group, he caught Stiles scent.