Chapter one: Chaos Loves Misery
Campers have been going missing though Beacon Hills, then turning up dead with big chunks taking out of them only one turn up a live but died quickly due to the bite not taking. Beacon Hills' Beacon Correctional Centre for Supernatural creatures was the town's eye saw and the people who run it scared the living shit out of people, the Argents. They are not known for being nice or helpful but only three of them seem to have the psychopath streak. Gerard Argent the elder in the family plays the grandfather type to your face but in a heartbeat he would slice you in half and sell your body on the Black Market.
He runs the Correctional Centre like a maxim security prison. The Centre is put in to different Zone, Alphas in Zone one and it called the Red zone and they were dark grey clothes, those with blue eyes are in another area called blue zone and they were black clothes... those ones are normally beaten and could be put to death and those with amber eyes on their own in a zone called Yellow or the new born zone they were white, and finely the last area is for those who are not wolves but are human or could be a witch or something else they wear ash grey, their zone is called the Pass though because they are normally in there for a day at the most.
To the rough wolf as the hunters don't know who it was or where he was hiding they decide to round up all the wolves in Beacon Hill's whether or not they could prove they weren't not the rough. Scott McCall a newly turn wolf was dragged out of his school by the Blonde Bitch known as Kate Argent. Stiles eyes widen as he watched his step brother get dragged off and turned to the only other Argent in the school "You know he wasn't there are you just going to let them take him to that hell hole?"
"Stiles…" The dark haired girl started to say
"No shove it Allison you no better than them!" He hissed as he ran after Kate and Scott as Allison hissed in pain. She pulled her sleeve up on her arm to see mark of a traitor in the eyes of Emissary
"No." She whimpered as she ran from the glass room.
Stiles ran outside towards his stepbrother and pulled him away from Kate, the blonde looked at him with a smirk "Back off kid, his kind isn't worth it." She said, Stiles stood his ground in front of Scott
"Scott was at work most of the night as Deaton and then he spent the rest of the night in the bed of…"
"I don't care what sluts he slept with." Kate said as she cut in almost snarling in his face
"Your niece." Stiles finished, Kate looked at him wide eye before she raised her fisted and hit him in the jaw, Stiles twisted to the side and fell onto his hands and knees as he spat out blood on Kate's shoes. He looked up at the blonde before standing. He knew he was pushing his luck "What don't like the truth that your niece ALLISON ARGENT LIKES TO SLEEP WITH WEREWOLVES!" He shouted to get the whole school to hear
"Stiles stop!" Scott pleaded, he knew the teen was playing a dangerous game with the Blonde Bitch
"Allison has more taste than to like this mutt." Kate growled as she grabbed Stiles and pushed him against the bus, this only made Stiles smirk at her
"Oooh what like you and the Hale boy, do you like being a Pedo Kate? Lusting after 15 year old boys is that what gets your hot a heavy." That was the last straw for Kate and pulled out a taser and jabbed it into Stiles side
"STOP!" Scott yelled as he was dragged off by two other hunters onto some bus "STILES!" Scott screamed as he watched his friend fall to the floor shaking as he was dosed with a drug that knocked out werewolves.
Stiles groaned and rolled his head bashing it on something cold "Awo." He whimpered as he open his eyes to find he banged his forehead on the window of the bus. His eyes widen in shock as he realised he was on the Centre bus. He pulled himself up and looked around at the dull grey bus, he could see three guards standing at the front not really looking at them. Scanning the bus he could see a few others on the bus but ones he recognised and then he saw Scott "Scott!" He whispered his name but the wolf didn't hear him.
Frowning he tried to move but all that happen was his body jerked and nothing else, looking down he could see that he was chained down, his wrists were handcuffed to a metal bar "What are you doing wake?" One hunter snarled as Stiles looked up at him
"He isn't a wolf he's something else." Another hunter said "It's don't matter we're here now." Stiles looked back out the window and saw the bus pass through the gates. He felt sick to his stomach as he watched the hunters start to pull the half sleep wolves off.
"Are you ready for some fun?" Came a voice, Stiles turned to see Kate standing there with smirk made only for him.
Once off the bus Stiles got a good look at the so called Centre, he felt sick everything was grey and black he could see the Betas that were behind the electric fences somewhere looking black and blue. It was now that fear was creeping in as Kate hand tighten her grip on Stiles arm as she looked to the other hunters "Get the striped put in to their colours and in their zones, I have to drop this one off at doctor Blonk." She told him as she dragged Stiles off, Scott looked at Stiles with dazed eyes
"Scott!" Stiles called out as Kate pull him into one of the huts.
The man in a white coat looked up when Kate stormed in pushing in through the door until he hit the examining table with force "Doc Blonk I need you help this little bitch here thinks he can shot his mouth off and as we don't know if he could be infected you should check him out and then put him in Ash and then dropped him in the red Zone." She smiled as Stiles looked at her
"That's the Alpha's area!" Stile yelled at her as she stood there smirking, she bent down and hook his chin into her hand
"Oh sweetie you should just kept your pretty mouth shut."
"You will be in trouble when the Emissary Council." She puffed
"Those worthless gasbags what are they going to do?" She stood up and looked at Blonk "Check him for markings aaaand give him the Omega check to encase." And with that she was gone
"You two help me strip him and then get him on the table." Stiles looked at the two large hunters looking at him like he was a rabbit caught in a trap as they came towards him.