The last thing Stiles remembered before his world went dark was heading home from lacrosse practice. Seeing as his dad was working the late shift tonight and Scott had plans with Allison, it would just be him on his own. Sometimes it was just nice to have someone to hang out with and not have to be home by himself all night with no one to talk to. On the way home, Stiles had seen a car stopped on the side of the road. He'd pulled behind them to see if they needed him to call for a tow truck or someone to come pick them up. The last thing he remembered was a sharp pain to the back of his head before everything went dark. The next time he came to, he was tied up by his wrist and his legs were chained to the floor. Stiles also found himself blind folded.
"I see you're finally awake," said a voice somewhere in front of Stiles.
"Who are you and what do you want?" Stiles asked.
"Oh you'll find out soon enough," said the voice now standing right in front of Stiles.
"Mrs. Argent?" Stiles asked confused when his blind fold was taken off and standing in front of him was non other then Allison's mother and her goons.
"Call me, well it doesn't really matter what my name is. You won't be alive long enough to learn it," Mrs. Argent said.
"Why are you doing this?" Stiles asked not understanding what he could have done to offend this woman so badly that she would resort to kidnapping him.
"You don't get it and you never will," Mrs. Argent said.
"Get what? That you kidnapped the Sheriff's son or the fact that I'm 100% human and don't fall under your code," Stiles said quoting the last part or at least trying to with his hands bound the way they were.
"Code? What code? There hasn't been a code in years. Not since their kind started killing ours," Mrs. Argent said.
"Well your husband seems to think that there's still a code," Stiles said.
"My husband does what I tell him to do. If I told him not to follow the code, he wouldn't," Mrs. Argent said.
"Not the way it seems to me," Stiles mumbled to himself.
"What did you say?" Mrs. Argent asked raising one perfectly manicured eyebrow.
"Answer the lady!" one of Mrs. Argent's goons yelled punching Stiles in the face when he refused to answer the question.
"Now, now Mr. Black; I told you we don't want to leave those kind of marks on the boy," Mrs. Argent said.
"Sorry ma'am," Mr. Black said bowing his head.
"I see you have him trained like a dog," Stiles said.
"Dog jokes really, Stiles?" Mrs. Argent asked.
"Well when the shoe fits or should I say collar?" Stiles asked.
"Mr. Black if you would," Mrs. Argent said giving the go ahead to punch Stiles in the face again.
"You think you're Mr. tough guy do ya? I'd like you to try that when I'm not tied up," Stiles said.
"Enough!" said another voice from the corner.
"Stiles, do you really think you can out wit your way out of this?" asked the new voice belonging to non other then Allison's grandfather.
'Oh I'm so dead now,' Stiles thought to himself.
"It crossed my mind," Stiles said.
"Do you play chest, Stiles?" Gerard asked.
"No," Stiles said not seeing what chest had to do with anything.
"Do you know how your capture your opponent's pond to win?" Gerard asked.
"No," Stiles said again.
"Well, let's try something else. How do you capture your enemy in real life?" Gerard asked.
"I don't know. That's not exactly something I sit around pondering all day or anything like that," Stiles said.
"You capture your enemy by taking something of theirs. Something that they'll do anything to get back," Gerard said.
"Well hate to break it to you, but you took the wrong person then," Stiles said.
"Oh did we?" Gerard asked raising one eyebrow.
"Yes, no one's looking for me," Stiles said hoping that, that wasn't true.
He hoped by now that at least his dad had noticed that he was missing and was maybe looking for him.
"Well I happen to know that this morning not only your father but Scott along with Derek's little pack were all out looking for you," Gerard said.
"I still don't see what taking me is going to get you," Stiles said.
"Are you really that stupid that you can't understand what Gerard has been telling you?" Mrs. Argent asked.
"Victoria, it's alright," Gerard said.
"No, I mean how stupid can this kid be?" Victoria asked not believing that Stiles wasn't getting what they were telling him already.
"I happen to know that Mr. Stilinski is in fact quite smart. I believe that he thinks if he stalls long enough he'll be able to figure a way out of here. Well I'm sorry to tell you Stiles that try as you might, there is no way out of here alive," Gerard said.
"Then why don't you just tell me what you want and quite playing games!" Stiles exclaimed.
"What I want is my daughter to quite dating that thing you call a friend. I WANT Derek Hale dead, like he should have been the first time," Victoria said.
"What? I thought Kate set the fire," Stiles asked confused.
"You think my daughter would have done something about the Hales if I hadn't given her a little nudge in the right direction?" Gerard asked.
"Nudge? You call killing almost an entire family, turning one into a mad man, a nudge?" Stiles asked not believing that these two could be so twisted in the head as to think that killing a family was the way it should be.
"Well like they say an eye for an eye," Gerard said.
"Are you people really that insane?" Stiles asked.
"I think you're the one who's insane to hang with a werewolf who if memory serves me correctly has tried to kill you. What is to say that he won't kill you one of these days?" Gerard asked.
"Scott is not like you. He doesn't go around killing innocent people. He couldn't help what happened that time," Stiles said.
"Who is to say that the Hale family was ever innocent?" Gerard asked.
"Ugg I'm getting a headache. Can we just kill him now?" Mr. Black asked standing in the corner.
"As much as I would love to kill him, we need him if we're going to catch our real targets," Gerard said.
"Real targets?" Stiles asked fearing the answer.
"Yes, that thing you call a friend and Hale and his pack," Victoria said like it pained her to say Derek or Scott's names.
"You don't think they'll be ready for anything you throw at them?" Stiles asked.
"Do you think your dad is ready to receive your ear in the mail?" Mr. Black said.
"You know you have to start small to begin with. It's the ones that go big to begin with that get caught early," Victoria said.
"What do you suggest we start with then?" Mr. Black asked.
"Oh I always start with the fingers and then work my way to the ears. And if that's not convincing enough, well then I guess you just have to go bigger," Victoria said.
"No, no, you have it all wrong. You never start with ears or fingers. You always start with leaving their blood at the scene. This way they know you're serious. But in your case Mr. Stiles we've already done that with your jeep," Gerard said smiling, a smile that was sending shivers up Stiles' spine.
"If you hurt my baby, I'll kill you!" Stiles exclaimed trying to lunge towards Gerard.
"Your baby? That piece of shit is your baby?" Mr. Black asked not believing that this kid before him cared about some crappy jeep.
"Oh don't worry we took extra care of it for you," Victoria said.
"Besides it's not like you need to worry what may or may not have happened to your jeep. If I were you, I'd worry more about staying alive," Gerard said.
"You won't kill me," Stiles said.
"Oh really? And what makes you think that?" Gerard asked raising an eyebrow.
"You just said it yourself. You need me if you want to catch Scott or Derek," Stiles said.
"You really are a stupid boy. We don't need you alive to bring those things to us. We just need them to think you're alive," Victoria said.
That stopped Stiles' heart dead in his chest. He didn't know how long he had, but he wasn't planning on trying to find out how long they would really keep him alive. Now just how to get out of these binds they had him in?
"I know what you're thinking. Not even a wolf can get out of those on the full moon. So I would quite trying because you're not going to get out of them either," Gerard said reading the look on Stiles' face.
"Mrs. Argent, it's that time," Mr. Black said.
"Thank you Mr. Black," Victoria said.
"Stiles, why don't you just settle in and get comfortable. It's not like you're going anywhere soon," Victoria said smiling, a smile that sent chills up Stiles's spine.
Stiles never saw the other man in the corner coming forward with a needle until it was too late.
"You know what to do with him Mr. Grey," Victoria said as she was walking out of the room they were holding Stiles in.
"Will do ma'am," Mr. Grey said.
"Don't forget to turn on the power this time. If he gets out I won't be so kind to you this time," Gerard said.
"Yes sir," Mr. Grey said knowing that Gerard meant business and if he didn't do his job right this time, there wouldn't be a next time. His body would never be found or not in one piece if it was that is.