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Chapter 3: Widening Horizon

Annabelle's P.O.V

I wasn't sure how long I had been tied to that chair. Though the lovely people who had done this to me where generous enough to bring me food twice a day, so, according to my calculations, I must have been here about two days.

"A loaf of bread? Seriously?" I raised an eyebrow at the bald guy as he dropped the plate at my feet. "The least you could do is give me some decent food!"

The guy obviously didn't appreciate my sense of humor. He scowled at me and I partly expected smoke to come out of his nostrils. "It's either that, or I can rip out your limbs one by one and feed them to you."

"...On second thought bread is perfect." I quickly corrected myself, taking a bite out of it. It wasn't easy considering my hands were tied. "Yum." It wasn't too bad, kind of moldy. But then again, I did eat a sandwich that had fallen on the floor. And I was too famished to care.

The next visit I received was from the blind man, about a day later. Something told me he was the boss around here, the other two just did as he said. I wondered if he grew hair on his face and had glowing eyes too. Or maybe that was just a hallucination I had and they were completely normal people...

"Hello, Annabelle." He greeted me as he walked in.

"...How do you know my name?" I inquired. I was fairly certain I hadn't mentioned it.

"I know a lot of things." Shady answer.

"So, uhm, how long do I have to be here? My butt is starting to take the shape of this chair." I painted him a detailed picture of my situation.

"Not long at all." He walked forwards, looking down on me. "In fact, you can leave right now. It's all in your hands."

I raised my eyebrow. "Well, it would make things a lot easier if I weren't tied to this chair." I pointed out, shaking my hands which were tied up around my wrists.

"It would, wouldn't it?" He gave me an evil smile. "Make sure you get out of here when the fighting starts."

"Wait, what fighting-" I finished mid-sentence with a gasp as he threw a knife at me.

It landed horizontally on my thighs. I glared at it questionably. "What do-" But when I lifted my gaze up, he was gone. "Great." I commented to myself. Now all I had to do was cut myself free.

Piece of cake, right? Nope.

It took me about two hours and a lot of patience to cut through the thick rope around my wrists, but once I did, removing it from my ankles was pretty easy.

I stood up, enjoyed the fact that I was finally standing up, and ran to the door.

I didn't know why the blind man just let me go, I didn't even know why he kidnapped me in the first place. I was pretty much clueless about everything.

Once I opened the door, the sound of shouting and banging made itself note to my ears. Fighting.

That must be what the blind man meant. Every instinct of survival I had told me to just run off and go home, a couple sessions in therapy and this would all go away, but the stubborn part of me refused to do so, taking control of my legs, and leading me closer to the battle sounds.

Glancing around, I figured I must be in some abandoned place, I wasn't sure where, but something told me it was bank. Or at least it used to be.

That 'something' was an open volt. Where the noises came from.

I glanced inside to see four people. Two against two. I narrowed my eyes, it was dark inside and I couldn't see clearly. I noticed they weren't punching or kicking each other like any normal fight. They were slamming each other up against the walls of the volt, and clawing at each other with- Claws.

It wasn't a hallucination.

But the two I had seen before weren't among these ones. They were all different.

Here there were three boys and one girl. I gasped as one of the boys, the biggest one, slammed another up against the wall and slashed his claws inside of him. My gasp turned into an audible scream as I saw the face of the boy who had been attacked.

His eyes were glowing bright yellow. Blood was escaping from his wounds. But there was something about his face that was familiar. I knew him.

But I didn't just know him. I was related to him.

"Scott?" I let out the word faintly. But he heard me all the same. My brother glanced up at me. His eyes widened, shocked. He looked as though he was about to say something when the other boy inserted his claws deeper, rendering unable to speak. "Scott!" I screamed this time. Worried for my sibling. I was about to enter the volt when I noticed a line of black dust at my feet. I frowned, following it with my eyes. It went all the way around the volt, circling it.

I leaned my foot in, about to break it, when a voice shouted: "No! Don't break the seal!" I didn't know who they were or what they meant but glancing up at my brother, I didn't really care. He was going to die. I had to do something.

I broke apart the connection between the dust. And as soon as I did so, the boy attacking Scott ran towards me, along with the girl, I took an automatic step back but they passed right besides me.

I let out a breath once they were gone and rushed inside the volt to my little bro, who was lying down on the floor, bleeding. "Oh my god." I panicked, as I examined all his wounds.

"Don't worry." He assured me as he stood up. "They'll heal."

I furrowed my eyebrows, glancing up at him. His face had returned to normal.

"I know you have a lot of questions." Scott started.

"Ya think?" I raised an eyebrow. And was about to start my interrogation when I was rudely interrupted.

"What the hell did you do?" Yelled a voice from behind me. I turned to see the guy who had been fighting against the girl. Now that I saw his face clearly, his normal face, I might as well admit he was pretty handsome. He had dark hair and light blue eyes… Which were glaring at me. And he had a nasty scowl on his face that was not very attractive, but pretty scary.

"She saved our lives!" Scott defended me, stepping forwards.

"Yeah and what do you think they're gonna do out there!" The guy exclaimed, evidently pissed off. Then he turned to me. "Do you have any idea what you set free?" He demanded.

"No, not really." I snapped. "All I do know is that I've been kidnapped by three really un-agreeable people who's eyes glow like freaking glow sticks and have hair on their faces." I took a breath and then added. "Kind of like you." I also glanced at my brother.

"I promise I'll explain everything, but right now we need to find Boyd and Derek's sister." Scott told me, gesturing towards the other guy who was apparently called Derek.

"Wait, the girl who was trying to rip you to shreds was your sister?" I raised an eyebrow at Derek. He scowled. "And you say I'm a bad sister." I grinned at Scott. "Things could be worse."

My brother glared at me and I took it as a warning to stop talking. Got it.

"C'mon, let's go find them." He told Derek, and took my arm.

"You're not seriously thinking of bringing her, are you? She's caused enough trouble." Well… I see I made an impression on this one.

"I'm not leaving her, Derek." Scott insisted. "So if you want my help finding them, deal with it." I smirked, satisfied with my little brother.

Derek scowled as a reply and walked towards the exit.

"Well… He's friendly." I commented sarcastically.

"He's just in a bad mood." Scott explained. "So try not to infuriate him further."

I sighed. "I'll do my best." I promised. "If you explain everything. Including who are the people who kidnapped me and why you have yellow glow sticks instead of eyes."

Scott nodded and led me to a car who must have been Derek's. He explained everything as the other werewolf, since that's what they were, drove quietly.

And although I interrupted him every six seconds with a new question, Scott managed to summarize the whole story in the car ride. This seriously widened my horizons on the world. It was a much more interesting place than I thought. And a lot scarier.

"…Wow." Was all I said once he was done. "That's a lot to process."

"You're taking it better than Mom." Scott pointed out, giving me a sympathetic smile.

I frowned at him. "Mom knows?" My mouth widened. "Well now I'm seriously feeling left out." The car stopped in front of the woods that surrounded Beacon Hills. "Why are we here?" I asked as we exited the vehicle.

"This is where Boyd and Cora are most likely to be." Derek answered me, speaking up for the first time.

"So what now? Do you like sniff them out of something?" Scott informed that they could track people down by following their scents.

"Sort of." Scott replied.

"So what did you intend to do with her now?" Derek inquired, addressing Scott. "We can't take her with us, she'll slow us down." Well… that was offensive.

Just as Derek finished insulting me, I heard the sound of a wolf howling from nearby.

"They're here." Derek observed.

I rolled my eyes at him. "Yeah, thanks for that, captain obvious. Even my non-supernatural hearing heard that."

Derek growled at me. And Scott glared, communicating with me through sibling telepathy, reminding me of the deal we made: Don't piss of Derek. Well, he pissed off me. So we were even.

"I have an idea." Scott stated. "Derek, you take Belle home while I find them." Wait… what?

"I have a better idea. Why don't you take her home, and I'll find them." Derek piped up.

"Surprisingly, I like his idea better." I told Scott. Shivering at the thought of having to spend a car ride with that dickhead.

"Besides, what are you planning to do when you find them?" Derek inquired. "You can't catch them on your own."

"I won't be alone." Scott retorted. "Isaac is coming."

"Then he can take her home." Derek persisted. "You'll need an Alpha to control both of them."

"Look, Derek, I don't know why they wanted Belle. But if they come back, I'm not strong enough to hold them off. You are." Scott clarified. My eyes widened. They weren't really gonna come back… Were they?

"They won't." Derek assured him. "They only took her so that they'd be sure you'd be there tonight."

"So I was bait?" I groaned. "Well now I feel really used."

They both ignored me. Bitches. "Yeah well I'm not taking any chances." My brother's voice was firm. "I helped you, now you help me. I'll take care of things here."

"We will." Another voice spoke from behind us. I turned to see a teenage boy with curly light-brown hair. Isaac, I guessed. He glanced at me. "And you are...?" He asked, grinning flirtatiously.

"...Way out of your league." I finished, flashing him a smile. I could have sworn I heard Derek chuckling. But when I turned to look at him, he kept a straight face.

"C'mon," Scott told this Isaac guy, who narrowed his eyes at me, "we need to hurry." Isaac nodded, detaching his gaze from me and walking over to him. "Derek, please-"

"Alright." Derek sighed in defeat. He turned to me. "Get in the car." He ordered.

"I didn't hear a 'please'..." I pointed out.

"Get in the car or I'll rip off your limbs." He rephrased.

"Okay, okay." I lifted my hands up and walked over to the car. "What is it with you werewolves and ripping off my limbs?" I reflected out loud, sitting shotgun as he started the engine.

"I can't believe I'm stuck babysitting." Derek mumbled to himself, ignoring me.

"Excuse me?" I questioned, appalled by his statement. "I prefer the term 'bodyguard'."

"Bodyguard would be protecting someone who's in danger." He declared. "And you aren't in danger."

"Oh really?" The jackass. I couldn't believe he was questioning my being in danger. I had been taken by deadly werewolves so that my brother would find himself in an inescapable volt with about one chance in a million of getting out alive. If that wasn't a dangerous situation, I don't know what was.

But then again I never had to deal with werewolf problems before. "So that pack of Alphas just wanted to play kidnap for three days, huh?"

He scoffed. "You were locked in a room. Trust me, it could have been much worse."

"I was tied to a chair." I precised.

"Whatever." He shrugged it off. "How did you get out anyways?"

"I cut the rope." I told him, proudly.

He frowned. "With what?"

"…My teeth." I teased, sarcasm dripping from my voice. "A knife, duh."

"How did you get a knife?"

"What is this? An interrogation? I'm pretty sure you need a warrant for that." He sent me a death glare so I decided to answer him anyways. "The blind one gave it to me."

"Why would he give you a knife?" Derek thought out loud. "Unless-" His eyes sparked up in realization. "He wanted you to stop them."

"Hmm... Maybe he isn't so bad after all." I decided, earning a 'are you crazy' look from Derek.

"If he let you save us there was a reason. And knowing Deucalion, it only favors him." Deucalion? That was his name?

"Well you're alive, aren't you?" I pointed out. "Your welcome." I added, taking credit for it.

"I don't think you realize how many people you've put in danger tonight. How many people they could kill-"

"I get it, okay!" I exclaimed, tired of him blaming me continuously. "I didn't know. I'm sorry." I apologized. "I just wanted to save my brother."

His eyes went from the road to me. "I know."

Well... Yeah. Derek's fun right? Haha :) Don't worry I just thought it would be more interesting if they didn't really agree with each other at first, but they will *wink wink*

I hope you enjoyed this chapter! I'm following the basic storyline but changing some things. I know it was supposed to be Allison that breaks the dust thingy in the volt, but I needed it for the story. Allison exists here though, I'm not deleting any characters, but I will focus more on Belle so she might end up in places instead of other people...

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