A/N: This is going to be a very, very DARK fic, since this site isn't like AO3, I can't list triggers in the description so I'll list them here. If any of this bothers you, please do not read this fic. I know I usually write cute stuff, maybe some action-y stuff (like Wasteland) but no, this is on of the darkest things I've ever written. It was fun to write, I did it for a prompt but, it is very heavy on the triggers and squick factor. It is very, very violent and sadistic in nature, but there are no character deaths so... silver lining?

Tags: Kira/Malia, Kira/Peter, Malia/Peter; RAPE/NON-CON! TORTURE! Physical and Sexual torture! Evil!Peter, Serial Killer!Peter, kidnapping, Blood!kink + blood play, incest, underage characters, some come play, hypnotism, twist ending!

Setting: Kira and Malia got close after the Kitsune moved into Beacon Hills. Malia is going to be a more adjusted individual but is still a Were-Coyote. Peter hasn't been living in Beacon Hills since his death. Kira and Malia decide to head out on a camping trip to spend some more time together and end up getting caught by Peter. There is more background at the end of the story, I suggest you wait to read it so you don't spoil yourself on what happens. There are just a few things I wanted to explain that didn't fit in the story, but I didn't want to leave my readers confused so I am just going to throw it in at the end. Also, this is based solely on the prompt from the BiteFest people, I haven't actually seen the movie so I have no idea how far from canon I am here. I just let my imagination run wild. Also, I don't have a specific timeline of when this takes place since I haven't seen season 4 at all but I'm aware of the overall plot. Just kinda assume it takes place after Season 4, minus Peter from season 2 onward.

Kira sighed and leaned against Malia, "This is so boring… we need to do something Malia. Spring break just started and what are we doing? Absolutely nothing."

"What should we do then?" Malia asked her girlfriend, her fingers running through Kira's black hair.

"Let's go on a camping trip, I mean, Scott is going out of town with Allison, Stiles is stuck doing all that catch up work. I mean you like being outdoors, and I think it would be a lot of fun. You could teach me all sorts cool things about surviving out in the wild," Kira said, sitting up to look at the other girl.

"Seriously, you'd want to go on a camping trip? Where? I don't think we'll be able to get a fun experience if we just go to the Reservation. Would your parents be okay with us getting like out of Beacon Hills?"

Kira smiled, "I'll make sure they are, I want to go somewhere and I've been a good student. Plus, I mean, it will give me a way to study my thunder skills."

Malia found herself nodding, this actually seemed like a really good idea, just her and Kira out in the woods, maybe get some training in. "Okay, I'll bring it up with Dad and you let me know what your parents say. Then we'll talk to Scott about it."

"I already have the perfect place picked out too, I'll send you the pictures from my phone. I'll talk to you later," Kira leaned forward and kissed Malia before standing up and rushing out the door.

*Next Morning*

Both of the girls were going over their list of supplies and making sure they had packed everything; it had taken a lot of discussing but both families were totally on board for them to have some time away during their break.

"I can't believe Mom is even going to drop us off, I mean obviously if we're going to be in the woods, we can't just leave the car unattended all week," Kira gushed and she looked through her bag for the third time.

On the other side of the bed, Malia was quietly watching Kira, a smile tugging on her lips; it was cute the way that she hurried around the room to make sure they had everything. They were leaving in about an hour and it would take at least two hours to get there, and with Mrs. Yukimura driving, it was going to be a little tense. She was a fairly strict mom and Kira was a lot quieter around her. It would be worth it though after they got dropped off.

"Okay, I think I've got everything, do you?" Kira asked.

"Yea, got all the dried food in my pack to carry, plenty of water bottles, camping equipment. We'll be set," Malia replied, pulling Kira into a hug.

"Okay girls, let's start packing the car, I want to get you to the camping site while there is plenty of good weather for you to get all set up. And you call me every night! If the weather starts to turn bad, we'll come get you right away. I don't want you girls getting washed away in a flash flood!" Mrs. Yukimura called out as she headed upstairs to help get them moving.

"Sounds good, and both of our phones are fully charged. We're bringing our chargers so we can charge them at the main building when they get low. We even have spare change for the payphone if our reception goes out for any reason Mom."

Malia nodded, "Yea, we're getting out of Beacon Hills but we aren't completely going off grid Mrs. Yukimura. There will be people around in the nearby camping sites and the rangers know which one we'll be at so, you can always call their office and send them out."

The girls both smiled at her, each one hefting their pack; things had been hectic around Beacon Hills the past few weeks. Everyone needed a break and thankfully their parents understood that. Well, maybe not Malia's own dad, but he didn't really know a whole bunch about anything going with her. Thankfully she had Scott and Derek to help to train her and teach her all about what it meant to not be completely human. She shook her head the clear it, she'd been in complete control for a long time now and even Kira was learning more about being a Kitsune. Malia followed Kira outside and they put their bags into the trunk of the car and climbed in.

"This is going to be so much fun!" Kira mumbled, wiggling in her seat unable to contain her excitement.

Malia had to agree, when Kira had sent her pictures of the area she had in mind, she had been amazed. It wasn't too far out into the wilderness and there were plenty of other campsites within hiking distance if anything went wrong. But at the same time, they were far enough out that they were guaranteed their privacy, it was sure to be relaxing.

The drive was quiet, just like the girls had predicted; Mrs. Yukimura didn't have much more to warn them about so they were driving along just listening to the radio. When they finally pulled into the small parking lot by the ranger station, Malia could feel her heart speeding up- this was really happening.

"Now girls, like I said, call me every night, and I'll be back Saturday afternoon to get you so make sure you wake up early so you have plenty of time to pack everything."

"Will do," Kira promised.

They waved goodbye after they had all their gear on their shoulders and went to check in at the ranger station. Luckily they were promised a guide out to where they were staying so he or she could point out the trail and tell them how to keep from getting lost. Malia was fairly confident in her abilities but this was a completely unknown area to her and Kira so a guide would be nice.

*Campsite*

"We made it, for real, we're here on our own. I can't believe it," Kira squealed. They were setting up the tent and next they were going to get all their food put in the metal container the park provided to keep bears out.

"How'd you find this place anyways?" Malia asked, tapping one of the tent poles into the ground.

"There were some ads in the magazines that my dad gets, laying around on the coffee table. I had looked through them like a month ago and the images just stuck in my head.

Malia bit her lip and fumbled with the tent flap before turning and fixing Kira with a big smile, "Guess you never know where you might find something good. I guess your dad's old magazines weren't just good for him."

Kira laughed lightly, "Yea, I mean I usually look through them just because I get bored when we have company over but I do find some cool stuff. Like that knife I got a few months ago, the camo patterned one? Ordered from one of his mags, I love that thing."

"Really? I had no idea, I mean, that's a pretty nice knife; I figured the things ordered from magazines and stuff were kinda lame. Guess I was wrong," Malia admitted.

The afternoon went by fairly quickly as they got things set up and they took a break to just breathe in the clean air. Kira commented on how it was so much quieter out, how there were no cars or sirens going by all the time. Malia had to agree, the noise had been the hardest thing for her to get used to when she had come back. It was nice to get back to the wilderness-but even better that she had a companion this time.

As the sun set, Malia and Kira settled around the campfire they'd built; lunch and dinner had been rather simple but enjoyable. Now the girls were just lying out on a blanket staring at the sky, Malia was running her fingers through Kira's hair again.

"This is really beautiful but, I have a more exciting way to end the night, what do you say?" Malia asked, fingers working their way down to Kira's neck.

"Hmm? What do you- oh, out here?" Kira squeaked.

Malia sat up laughing, looking down at her partner, "No, in the tent of course."

Kira flushed but nodded her head, "Yea, I think that would be a great way to end our day." She let Malia pull her to her to her feet and lead her into the tent. Giggling from the tent could be heard as they zipped up the flap for privacy.

*Next Morning*

"This place is so beautiful, I'm glad you talked me into coming out here Kira. It is so nice to be back out under the stars. I really did miss the freedom of it all." Malia stepped out of the tent and stretched, holding out a hand to help Kira.

"I can't believe I slept on the ground, not even an air mattress- I'm becoming a total wild woman!" Kira laughed. "I'll be one with nature before we head back home." She stretched some more and let out a tiny whimper.

"What was that wild woman?"

Kira smiled sheepishly, "I think I slept on a twig or something. Felt a twinge in my back when I twisted is all. Let's go for a walk before breakfast, that sound good?"

Malia stepped closer, a playful smile on her lips, "Why don't we just pack a picnic and have brunch somewhere a little more secluded. I can tell there is a brook a ways off, and that usually means we can find a nice bank to sit on and eat," she twirled a strand of Kira's hair around her fingers. "Maybe have a little fun."

The Coyote flashed a predatory smile when she heard Kira's heart speed up and a flush colored her cheeks. "Come on I'll start packing some food, make sure everything important is in the lockbox. It should only take me a moment; although you should probably change out of your pajamas before we leave."

As Malia walked over to the lockbox to start looking through the food, Kira ducked back into the tent, gathering up their phones and wallets, no way were they leaving the campsite without locking those up. Then she dug through her bag, settling on one of her tight fitting tees and her green plaid skirt. It was a little cool so early in the morning but Kira knew that Malia like looking at her legs. Before she went back out, Kira brought her hand to her mouth, testing her breath.

"Ugh, I need gum or something, talk about morning breath," she muttered to herself. Totally not sexy, she didn't want to start of their brunch on the wrong foot. She dug around in her purse and grabbed a stick of gum, finally confident enough to head back out. "Okay, got the important stuff, and just my purse, which we can put in the lockbox with the food and stuff."

"And I've got our meal all ready to go, so let's start walking. I can't tell for certain how far we might have to walk so let's just take it slow," Malia told her, offering a hand.

Kira nodded and took Malia's hand, the couple easily wandering off into the trees surrounding their tent. They kept their steps slow and careful since Kira wasn't used to the uneven ground, but she was wearing decent tennis shoes so at least her feet wouldn't blister. Malia had to constantly remind herself to not just take off running and howling- there were people camping all around this area. She kept herself distracted by sneaking glances at Kira as she helped her to navigate a fallen tree or a large rock; it wasn't hard to realize that her foxy girlfriend had picked that outfit with a specific purpose. Good thing Malia had a lot of self control or they might not have made it to the brook for brunch.

"Wow, this is beautiful!" Kira whispered, taking in the quaint scene. There was a small stream of water, the trickling noise creating a peaceful atmosphere. The bank was smooth and was lightly packed with dirt instead of pebbles, with some pond weeds sprouting up here and there.

"Let's set the blanket here, right in the sun, we can even let our feet hang in the water. I packed sandwiches and chips since I didn't feel like bringing the frying pan or have to start a fire out here for the eggs and stuff."

"Sandwiches are just fine," Kira smiled, taking the blanket from her companion.

It didn't take long for them to get settled, both girls leaning casually against each other while they ate. Kira had her eyes closed, listening to nature- she was so glad that they'd been allowed to come. When she finished her sandwich, she made sure to gather up all her trash and stuff it back into her pack, leave nothing but footprints and all that!

"Hey Malia, thanks for coming out here with me, I know it will be a fun trip, even if we don't get any training in," Kira said, hugging Malia suddenly.

Malia wrapped an arm around the smaller girl and kissed the top of her head, "Well thanks for suggesting it. If you hadn't we'd still be in Beacon Hills right now, bored out of our minds like Stiles." She lay back against the blanket, closing her eyes against the sunlight. The warmth on her skin working to relax her, if not for the slightly elevated heartbeat next to her; Kira clearly had something on her mind.

Next to her, Kira was eyeing Malia, teeth playing with her bottom lip, she looked so relaxed and just, amazing. She'd never be able to pull off such a natural look, she was just too hyper and her mind was usually racing with things to say. But now, she was thinking instead of something she could do, it was just her and Malia here, in the middle of nowhere. Still, she looked around quickly, just to make sure that they were alone; she shouldn't have worried though because there weren't any people around them. Displays of affection usually made her feel self-conscious but there was no one here and that shot a jolt of adrenaline through her. Before she could talk herself out of it, she sat up and threw a leg over Malia's hips, settling herself easily.

Malia hummed in her throat and cracked an eye open, hands coming up to rest on her girlfriend's hips. Her thumbs started tracing small circles along her hip bone, a smile coming to her lips, "Someone's feeling frisky."

Kira leaned down and kissed Malia, gently tugging at her lower lip with her teeth. "Just wanting to let you know I'm thinking of you," Kira murmured, lightly rocking her hips against Malia's.

The humming grew louder as the pressure from Kira's hips increased; Malia reached around and gripped the backs Kira's thighs, fingers clutched tight. She sat up a bit, chasing Kira's lips; Malia rumbled low in her throat when Kira's hands reached up and threaded through her hair roughly. Without much of a warning, Malia shifted and had the Fox pinned underneath her, pelvis rocking heavily. Kira had her legs wrapped around Malia's hips and her skirt was pushed up around her waist. As Malia took control, Kira whimpered in want, Malia's hands easily snaking into her underwear. She arched up, wordlessly begging her Coyote to reach inside her.

"This place is turning you into a wild woman, you've never been so forward," Malia whispered, kissing a trail down her neck.

"Shut up and do something about it then," Kira demanded, turning her head to give her girlfriend better access. Her hands were tangled in Malia's hair tugging a bit, silently telling the Coyote she wanted more.

"I like this side of you, we should get away from the city more often," Malia purred. As she started sucking a hickey on her neck, she maneuvered one hand and started rubbing Kira's clit. As Kira started to moan with pleasure, Malia sucked harder, reaching with her free fingers to play with Kira's labia. She was just about to slide a finger in when a snapping of a fallen branch grabbed her attention. A snarl escaped from her throat when she spotted a man watching them, not 20 feet away- how did she let him get so close undetected?

Kira shot up and shoved her skirt back down, leaping behind Malia for cover, she of course hadn't brought her katana to brunch, it was back at the campsite.

"What have we here?" the stranger called out, eyes flashing blue as he stepped closer.

"None of your damn business, get out of here you creep!" Malia growled.

He took another step closer, "Well, I beg to differ, you see, you're in my territory so…. What are you, a –sniffs the air- Coyote and a Fox? I don't recalled giving anyone permission to come here."

"This is a campsite you asshole, it's not anyone's territory! You aren't even an Alpha so you don't get to mark territory," Kira told him.

"I love having money," he said, a predatory smile coming to his lips. "Humans are so corrupt. You see, this is periodically my territory, I don't really have to mark it since I paid for it. Of course the two of you had no way of knowing that but really, you should check the news more often. I take it you haven't heard the warning for this area?"

The girls looked at each other, warning, what the hell was he talking about? How can someone buy government land as their own, and what did he mean about warning?

"It's really dangerous for two young girls such as yourself to be out here alone, what, with a serial killer in the area."

"Kira, run!" Malia called out, pushing her back in the direction of their tent.

She did as she was told and took off sprinting, trusting her Kitsune ability to keep her ahead of the stranger. Besides that, she was just praying that Malia was fast enough, she'd never forgive herself if Malia was caught. She stumbled a bit as some loose rocks shifted under her feet but managed to stay upright; as she came to the fallen tree from earlier, she leapt over it. She spun around as she landed, hoping to catch a glimpse of the killer but at the same time, afraid to see if he was on her trail. She took a step, a sudden snap causing her heart to speed up and then her foot was suddenly yanked out from underneath her. A scream tore from her throat, the world suddenly upside down and swaying- a trap? Kira scrambled to reach her ankle, if she could just cut the rope… as her fingers found the material, she felt it was made out of metal, she wouldn't be able to cut it.

"Malia!" she called out, terrified.

Elsewhere, Malia was sprinting, glad that the Wolf had decided to follow her. Kira didn't have claws or fangs, and her katana was in the lockbox… She had almost no means of protection against this guy right now. He wasn't an Alpha at least so Malia stood a chance; she hadn't made it far when she heard Kira scream out in surprise. She whipped around, surprised to see that the man was still right behind her.

"What did you do?" she cried out, claws and fangs out.

"Me, nothing, I've been following you. How could I have done anything?"

"Liar!"

He smiled, "Please, call me Peter. And she just needs to watch where she's going, no one to blame but herself."

Malia charged forward, claws reaching for his face but he easily dodged, fist flying out to catch her in the ribs. She snarled in pain but kept attacking, pushing him back a few steps; if she could just keep him at bay… Her concentration broke when Kira screamed out her name- was Peter not alone? Either way, it was a mistake to take her eyes off her enemy, he slammed his fist into her chin, knocking her head sideways and then he sent her flying into a nearby tree with a powerful kick. Malia's world went black before she hit the ground.

Yards away, Kira was still trying to get down when she heard the obvious sound of someone walking through the brush. She whimpered and picked at the loop around her ankle more furiously but she was just getting bloody fingertips for her trouble. Kira looked around frantically, trying to figure out which direction the footsteps were coming from, but she didn't have long to wait. He appeared in front of her, with Malia draped over his shoulder, and Kira could smell blood.

"Give me your hands," was all he said to her.

"What did you do to her?" Kira demanded to know.

Peter flashed his eyes at her and snarled, "Give me your hands, now!" Really, she was in no position to be expecting answers.

Kira felt the tears spring to her eyes, Malia had been caught and now here he was facing her… what was going to happen to them? She bit her lip and slowly brought her hands to her face. With no plan at all coming to mind, it was best to just go along with it right? Wait for a better chance to escape.

"Good girl," Peter whispered, liking the goosebumps that broke out across the Fox's arms. He quickly reached into his pocket and pulled out a second pair of specially made shackles. In just a moment he had them opened, they were made out of steel and had five spikes on the inside, designed to pierce the skin of whomever was wearing them. It took him a moment to get both shackles around her wrist, but luckily she hadn't gotten a good look at them and didn't start resisting until he was tightening the shackles.

"What are you doing? Stop, please," Kira whimpered in pain, realizing now why she had smelled blood coming from Malia. She sobbed as the spikes broke the skin of her wrists and dug in, the man not stopping until the bands were snug against her skin.

Next he disappeared behind her, "Now that you're secure," he released the line holding her and laughed as she dropped to the ground. With a thud, she landed on her back, the wind knocked out of her; it disoriented her enough that he had plenty of time to grab her before she thought about running off. He snagged a handful of her hair and pulled her to her feet, "Let's go."

Kira was hyperventilating; this couldn't be happening… this was supposed to just be a nice vacation, her and Malia. Now she was being marched through the woods by her hair, and Malia was still unconscious over his shoulder. "HELP! SOMEONE, PLEASE!" she yelled out.

Peter sighed, she just had to call for help didn't she? He let go of her hair and wrapped his fingers around her throat instead, pressing her up against a tree. "No one is out here, at least not close enough to hear you. I already killed the people within shouting distance. But please, do us all a favor and stop screaming. If you scream again, I'll drag you the rest of the way by your throat, got it?"

She pulled ineffectively at his fingers, tears leaking from her eyes at the pressure building up in her head. When he gave a squeeze she managed to choke out a yes and thankfully he released her; the relief didn't last long before the hand was in her hair once more and pulling her along. Her feet were dragging as she tried to keep up with his pace but it was hard when her back was bowed down since he was forcing her to look at the ground. But eventually they came across an abandoned looking cabin, and thankfully Malia was starting to stir.

"Inside, open the door," Peter ordered.

Kira whimpered as she turned the latch for the door, the spikes in her wrist digging in at any movement. As soon as the door was open, Peter slammed his foot into her back, sending her sprawling into the cabin. She slammed into a chair and went flying onto the floor. While she was groaning in pain, Peter stepped into the cabin and shut the door, locking it with a series of chains and deadbolts; he even jammed a door wedge along the top of the door jam. They wouldn't be able to get everything undone if for any reason they managed to break his control, not before he'd be back on them.

"Don't go anywhere now," he smirked, stepping over Kira and dropping Malia on the floor. He walked over to his shelf and grabbed a length of chain, throwing one end over a beam across the ceiling. He picked Malia up and attached the chain to her shackles, the girl moaning weakly at the pain. He tightened the slack over the beam, pulling Malia off of her feet and that caused her eyes to shoot open, pain searing down her arms; Peter secured the end of the chain on a hidden clasp built into the floor of the cabin. Kira looked up to see Malia suspended in the air, blood dripping down her wrists freely, her feet kicking as she tried to get to Peter. He just laughed at her attempts and walked around her, arm reaching out the spin her around. The Coyote cursed him in pain as her weight pulled against the shackles.

Kira whimpered and clambered to her feet, noticing all the locks on the door- she'd never get those undone. So instead she turned and moved towards the window, thinking of just diving through it but then she saw the iron bars and stopped short. From the outside, this place looked desolate but clearly that was just a ruse, he'd fortified it from the inside, thinking of every escape route and blocking it off.

"Looking for a way out?" he asked, an evil smirk on his face.

Kira backed away from him, holding her bound hands in front of her, "What do you want from us? We didn't do anything to you!"

"Yes you did, you caught my eye. That's all that's needed. You were in the right place at the right time. How lucky am I?" Peter answered.

"Kira, just run, get out," Malia cried, not noticing all the locks.

"Please, don't hurt us, just let us go," Kira whimpered.

Peter gave her a sympathetic look, "I can't do that Sweetness, you see, lately I've only come across Humans and, well, they just don't last that long. But you two, oh, you two will last me awhile, with your healing and all. You expect me to just, let you go?"

"We won't tell anyone where to find you, I swear!"

"That doesn't matter much to me, I don't stay in any one area too long, I've been moving around a bit. You could even tell everyone my name and it wouldn't change anything. I haven't been shy about leaving behind physical evidence because you see, as far as the government is concerned, I died. I don't exist; I died when my nephew Derek killed me, took my Alpha power away."

"Derek?" Kira asked, recalling something that Scott had told her about the Pack's troubled past. "As in Derek Hale?"

"Yes, the very same. You know my nephew?"

Kira backed away, pressing herself against the wall, "Peter, Peter Hale… oh god…"

A/N: okay, chapter one out of the way, now the fun is really going to start, are you ready?