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As he began to regain consciousness, Derek's eyes started to flutter open, his vision swirling and swimming as he looked around, barely able to keep his eyes open or raise his head. He hissed in pain as he raised his head, his vision threatening to go black again as he struggled to push himself up off of the floor. His feet slipped on the slick floor, his hands getting coated in the sticky substance when he caught himself before he completely fell. He knew it was blood, more than likely his own, judging by the metallic scent that was drifting in the air. Derek pushed himself up onto his feet again and it took everything he had in him to not scream as white hot pain soared up his left leg, which was threatening to buckle under his weight as he grabbed at the wall to keep himself up. Even in the darkness of which he thought was a basement, he could tell his left leg was broken from how it was awkwardly twisted, leaving him wondering why it wasn't healing. "There has to be a way out of here.", muttered the wolf to himself as he kept his hand on the wall, limping around the room in an attempt to find a door or a window, something that would help him get out of there. "I knew you'd be waking up soon, the head wound wasn't anything too bad, just a bit of a cracked skull. Couldn't do much damage to something as precious as you.", spoke a male voice from the stairs of the basement as the door closed behind the man.
A light flickered on above them with a sharp click, filling the room with a dull yellow light, not enough to see clearly but enough to be able to navigate. "I see you managed to stand up, you're definitely stronger than you were when you were little.", explained the man as he stepped into the light, giving the wolf a chance to fully see what he looked like. He was a bit burly, standing at least a few inches taller than the wolf, a scar above his right eye, with a dark tattoo curling down the side of his neck towards his collar bone and shoulder, brown eyes hollow and narrowed. "A lot stronger.", hissed out Derek as he bared his teeth a bit, taking a step back to place distance between himself and the man. "I can't wait to watch you break and just take whatever we give you without much of a struggle. I can see it in your eyes, boy, you're still just as damaged and terrified as you were before.", explained the man as he took a few steps towards the teen, and in the blink of an eye he swung out his leg and sent a firm kick to the wolf's broken leg. Derek let out the scream that was building in his chest, his eyes shut tightly as his leg buckled underneath him, catching himself on his arm before he fully hit the concrete floor. "Oh, how I've missed the sound of that scream.", said the man slowly as he grinned down at the green eyed teen. He reached out and ran his fingers through the wolf's black hair before he grabbed hold of his jaw firmly, forcing him to look him in the eyes.
"Don't fucking touch me.", growled out Derek as he swiped at the man's arm, watching as a few pink lines started to form on his skin. Even with human nails, it would still make some damage, they were still sharp and just as hard as claws. He watched as the man rubbed his hand over the scratches as he walked back towards the basement stairs. "If you're lucky enough they'll start you off with somebody small. Or they'll decide to go hard and break you from the very start.", explained the man as he walked back up the basement stairs, flipping the light back off before he walked out of the basement, leaving the wolf alone in the dark. "Come on. Come on.", ground out Derek as he forced himself up onto his legs, not daring to put weight on his broken one, he managed to move around the room again, fingers sliding over the walls as he searched for a window. He knew with a broken leg there'd be little to no chance of him managing to get up the stairs and out of wherever he was without a fight. The wolf raised his nose to the air and tried to pick up on any familiar scents, the only thing being brought back were hidden memories. I can't howl without drawing attention from whoever is upstairs, but I can do something close to it. Derek threw his head back and let out a very high pitched yowl, to high for any humans to hear, clamping his mouth shut when the yowl ended in a pained whimper.
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Isaac pulled out his cell and dialed Scott before pressing it to his ear, watching Stiles pace back and forth near the entrance of the alley. Anxiety and worry was coming off of the teen in heavy waves, mixing with a little bit of fear for his boyfriend. The wolf bit his lip as he heard the phone dialing, waiting with worry filled eyes of his own, a few minutes passed before he heard the other wolf answer.
Isaac?
We got something Scott, I can smell Derek's blood. We're at an alley out on Church Hill Road. There's another scent here but I can't place it.
Take a look around the alley and see what you can find. We're on our way. Try and keep Stiles under control while you look. Describe the new scent.
It's musky and definitely male. There is a hint of some type of cologne, it's not very strong, but it's there.
That doesn't sound very familiar, even Peter doesn't recognize it from the description. Just take a look around, we'll be there soon.
Isaac ended the call and pocketed his phone, taking a glance around before he walked into the alley, Stiles slowly following after him. "They're on their way here. We're supposed to take a look around and see what we can find.", explained the wolf as he tested the scents in the alley, trying to locate where the scent of the older wolf's blood was coming from. "It's going to be impossible to find anything in the dark, the sun's starting to go down. Unlike you, I don't have wolf eyes.", explained Stiles as he squinted his eyes in an attempt to look around, his eyes starting to scan the alley floor. "Just don't trip over your own feet.", said the wolf as his eyes turned golden as he scanned the alley floor, soon hearing the all too familiar sound of the smaller teen falling over a broken crate. "I'm fine. I'm fine.", said the teen as he stood up and brushed himself off. "Got something.", said Isaac as he inhaled the rusty scent of blood, knowing it came from the blue eyed Beta, following the scent until he came across a led pipe that was on the ground near a car tire. "What is it?", asked Stiles as he walked over to the taller teen, making sure that he didn't trip this time. Isaac bent down and picked up the pipe in his hand, his eyes landing on the blood that was near the top. "It's a pipe. Somebody must have hit him with it or something, his blood is covering the top, they must have hit him pretty hard with it.", explained the wolf as he set the pipe down on a crate, worry filling his eyes even more.
"Where the hell could he be?! He shouldn't be up and moving if he has a head wound, he could fall into a coma!", exclaimed Stiles as his arms flailed in fear. "Calm down and take a few deep breaths. We'll find him, Stiles. We're going to find him.", said Isaac firmly as his eyes narrowed in determination. "Should I? Should I call my Dad? He might know where to start.", asked the teen as he took out his cell and dialed his Dad's number. "Not yet, Stiles. We need to try and get a pinpoint on Derek's location, try and track his scent or the mystery scent.", explained Peter as he walked up behind the teen, rolling his eyes when the teen jumped in surprise and almost fell into Isaac. "Derek's blood is all over this pipe. It looks like somebody must have hit him over the head with it.", explained the wolf as he picked up the pipe and handed it to the Alpha. "If he's smart, he'll start to heal.", explained Peter as he walked over to the Beta. "We can use this to try and track his scent, the blood is still a bit fresh so that makes it easier to track.", explained Scott as he handed the pipe back to the Beta, just as the rest of the pack walked into the alley. "Do you have anything to go by?", asked Boyd as he walked into the alley with Erika at his side. "Derek's blood and a different scent that we can't recognize. That's about it.", explained Isaac slowly as he glanced at Stiles before he looked towards Scott. All the wolves' eyes lit up when they heard a yowl that was a bit faint, but loud enough for them to hear it.
