When Isaac finally came to, about an hour after the twins had knocked him out and dragged him from the warehouse, his head ached, but it was slowly lessening, thanks to his werewolf healing. That didn't meant that it didn't hurt at the moment, though, because it did. He let out a groan as he slowly opened his blue eyes, eyelids fluttering a couple of times before he was able to blink them normally, letting his vision slowly clear. Sucking in a breath, Isaac stared at the ceiling for a moment to try and orient himself a bit. As he remained motionless, the events of the last couple of hours came rushing back to him and he sat up suddenly, blue eyes widening slightly as he looked around, trying to figure out where he was.

Isaac resisted letting out a little whimper as he glanced around him, having a bad feeling about this place, not sure why it bothered him to be here, because he was sure that he hadn't been here before. But he remembered the woman who had told him to hold on tight, how she mentioned memories being taken away. He frowned, and he reached to touch the back of his neck again, but he froze when his fingers touched something that shouldn't have been there. His fingers traced the cold metal around his throat, coming to a stop when they reached the chain that dropped down from the collar. His blue eyes glanced at it, following the length of it to where it was bolted into the floor of the room. Reaching back to touch the collar, still trying to process the fact that he was wearing a collar. Why was he wearing a collar?

Letting his hand drop from the collar around his neck, Isaac closed his eyes, and he let his werewolf senses tell him what was going on around him. He could hear multiple heartbeats, and he could hear footsteps, footsteps that seemed to be getting closer to his location. He opened his blue eyes, and he sat back against the wall that was closest to him, and farthest from the door, which Isaac could tell was not a regular door. It was strong steel, meant to keep things out. Or keep him in, as it seemed. As he heard the footsteps stop for a moment, his blue eyes jerked to look at the door, waiting for it to open.

As the heavy door slowly slid open, Isaac watched as a middle-aged man wearing sunglasses walked in, and Isaac could immediately tell that he was a werewolf but that there was something a little bit different about him. On his arm was a dark skinned woman with ebony hair, and as Isaac looked her over, he spotted the dangerous claws that were on her toes. As he looked at her unusual claws, he was jerked from his thoughts abruptly when the male spoke, and he looked up at him.

"Hello, Isaac. Nice to see you again." His voice was accented, Isaac noticed, but it wasn't heavy, and he was unable to place it. Then he frowned. See him again?

"I-I don't know you." He said as he looked at the male.

"Of course not. I am Deucalion, and this is Kali." He said, gesturing to the woman standing with him.

Isaac stared at the two wolves, still confused. He hadn't the slightest clue who these two were, but them seemed to know him, and that bothered him.

"You see, Isaac, we are an Alpha pack, and we have come to Beacon Hills in search of a certain person, but I can't tell you who it is we are looking for," he said with a smile, "But I will tell you that they are part of your pack. Which brings me to the reason you are here. You see, being part of an Alpha pack has a downside. We all want to be in on the action, but I simply cannot allow my fellow Alphas free reign. Instead, I've brought you here to keep them busy...entertained." He said with a smirk, seeing Isaac's eyes go wide.

"W-what do you mean?" He asked, his heart thundering in his chest as he tried to grasp what was going on.

Kali smirked at Isaac, hearing the question.

"It's simple, pup. You will become our source of entertainment, our own little plaything. You will have no will of your own, and you will submit to us. We will break you, use you, abuse you, all for our pleasure." She growled, taking a step forward.

Isaac's blue eyes seemed to widen even further, if that was even possible, hearing Kali explain his purpose for being here. He couldn't hide the panic that rose within him as he sat there, processing everything. Why him? Why was it always him? Why did he always end up being the one that got abused? Shaking his head slightly, he looked at them, glaring, suddenly pissed. He slowly rose to his feet, letting his wolf take over as he shifted, his eyes glowing gold now. He snarled, letting his claws extend as he stood there.

Deucalion sighed, and he patted Kali on the shoulder before they turned, and she led him from the room.

"Don't kill him, Kali." He said before the door was closed, leaving Kali alone with Isaac.

She turned around, having shifted herself, and she smiled nastily at Isaac letting out a roar.

It was only seconds before they clashed, snarling at each other as they began to battle. It was only seconds before Kali had Isaac pinned to the wall, his wrists pinned above him as she removed the collar from his neck, watching it fall to the floor with a clinking sound.

"Not much fun if I can't take you down properly." She whispered into his ear before he pushed her back.

The true battle began then, and for a little while, Isaac held out, defending himself the way he had learned from Derek and Scott, remembering what Derek had taught him about not being predictable. They clawed at each other, threw each other around, but it was obvious that Isaac didn't stand a chance against the female werewolf. She hadn't even started using the claws on her feet yet, and hardly any of her clothing was shredded.

Isaac panted slightly as he stood there, glaring at the female he was fighting, trying to find a good angle to attack from. As they began swiping at each other again, Isaac saw an opportunity, and he took it, snarling as he used all of his strength to plunge his claws into her chest. Kali saw the slight twitch in his movements just before he attacked, and was able to shift the attack to her stomach. She roared as his claws tore at her, grabbing his wrist and pulling it out before snapping his wrist clean in two. Isaac howled with pain, clutching the broken wrist to his chest as he stumbled back into the wall. When he looked at Kali again, he knew that he was done.

Kali roared with rage before she lunged at Isaac, stopping before him and giving him a kick to the chest, her claws slashing across him. She didn't stop to hear his grunt of pain, instead she began to swipe at his chest with her claws, making sure to dig them in deep, causing the most pain. She growled, and began to rapidly stab her claws into his abdomen until his knees gave out under him, and he fell to the floor. She dug her nails into his scalp dragging him so he was lying on the floor on his back, staring up at her. She knelt next to him, grinning.

Isaac let out a groan of pain as he was dragged away from the wall to lay flat on the floor, staring up at Kali. He coughed up a bit of blood as he lied there, staring at her. When she got closer to him, he spit a clod of blood into her face. "Derek will kill all of you." He gurgled, glaring up at her, but he didn't have the confidence in what he was saying.

Kali snarled when Isaac spit into her face, suddenly livid. She reached down with clawed hands, suddenly wrapping them tightly around his throat, cutting off his air supply as he lied there, already choking on his own blood. She applied pressure until he had clearly passed out. She kept applying pressure, but Deucalion's words echoed in her mind, and she let go, stepping back from him with a grin.

"Till next time, pup." She said before she left, leaving Isaac unconscious and bleeding heavily on the floor.