Chapter four

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Stiles:

When I woke up I was laying on something soft. A bed. What the hell happened? I began to panic. Then it all came back to me. Them not believing me, me showing them what I was capable of doing, feeling really weak and flashing my eyes, and finally blacking out for the third time since I ran into these guys. I refuse to say passing out. I am way too mainly to pass out.

I began to open my eyes. I was definitely in a bedroom there was a window right beside my bed. And a TV on top of a nightstand in front of the bed with a door that looked freshly painted to the left of it. To the right was a dresser with what looked like a pair of clothes. It was bright. Probably the afternoon if I had to guess it was probably twelve to one, one thirty at the most.

I tried to get up but when I went to move my left hand boom hand cuff. What the actual fuck. I began to fidget uncomfortably banging my hand to see if I would snap. Yeaaaahhhh it didn't. I huffed in irritation. It didn't cut off my magic but I was too weak to use it. These people really needed to learn manners.

All of a sudden the door swung open, it was Isaac and his curly hair that always mad me itch to just run my fingers threw it. Isaac began to laugh and I looked at him oddly. "I said that out loud didn't I?" issac nodded trying hard to fight off his smile to look vicious when all it really did as make him look like a little puppy showing off to its siblings.

"here to set good old stiles free?" I asked good naturally plus I really need to get out of here. I've been compromised and needed to get the heck out of dodge. "Not exactly I'm going to undue the hand cuff and get you in the shower we got you some clothes and then there is a pack meeting and Derek wants to talk to you" Isaac stated shuffling in place looking down right uncomfortable. "ok can you please unlock these I hate sitting still and I can exactly defend myself." I stated not liking this idea at all. I want to go home.

I hate feeling vulnerable it happened way to many times with my dad in that horrid basement. I can't do that not anymore and not ever again. Isaac came closer to unlock the handcuffs. He dropped the keys twice and gave an aggravated huff. I couldn't help but smile at the kid. He has been through the same stuff as me so he understands. He may not know what happened or that even happened to me but hey the kid was smart he will see the scares. When he finally got the cuffs of I stood up in a hurry. I felt gross and a shower was way overdue. My body didn't ach as much as yesterday. "Could you please leave for my shower or at least while I get undressed?" Isaac shook his head. Figured it was a long shot. "I have to make sure you get in the shower and get you in about fifteen minutes."

Well fuck don't want this kid to see my scares my tattoos. Well he isn't going to leave better get this shit over with. I pulled my long sleeve shirt, it was about November and starting to get cold, that was sweaty and irritating the skin beneath to a full body tattoo. It even went down to my legs.

Isaac:

After stiles got out of the cuffs he got up in a hurry he looked happy to get in the shower. He looked like he needed one. Dirt stained his face and clothes. He had sweat on his pants and shirt. He quickly took off his dark blue long sleeved shirt. I instantly noticed the scars along his back and torso along with his arms and even the ones from peter that were now healed. Hey being supernatural definitely had its advantages. And the long cuts leading from his torso down to his pants and looked like it was leading to his legs. My bet was they were all over his body.

But after I noticed the scares that played all over his body. The beautiful line work that looked apart of his skin and apart of his body. They were beautiful. The only space not occupied was just above his heart. On his back was a beautiful wolf with thick black fur and glowing red eyes on a cliff with the full moon over head, it kind of looked like Derek fully wolfed out. There were beautiful marks that I recognized as runes. What each one stands for I don't know but they are definitely runes. And they fit his body so well you almost didn't want to look away on the front was his name ginim alexander stillinski along with more runes. On his hip was one that Isaac knew well. It was Dereks triskelion and seems to continue in his pants which were seeming to come off. They make you almost forget about the scares with how they almost flowed with them.

I looked away to give him some privacy he would have to ask to see them later. When I heard the shower close I began to go back down stairs making sure the door was closed just in case the boy did have some freaky super hearing I didn't want him hearing every room in this place was sound proof. Hey it was the only way werewolves got any kind of privacy.

No pov:

When everyone was down (stairs minus deaton who had left so he could open clinic with promises to be back after it is closed) Derek began the meeting. "Danny did you find anything else?" he questioned. "besides his birthday being December first, his mom dying of robbery gone wrong a week after his eleventh birthday which would be almost a decade ago, and his father moving a few weeks after he went away to collage to Florida after being offered a job as sheriff there, no. sorry it seems most of it has been cleared but it wont let me see what's been erased." Danny said in a glum tone.

"Danny you did well. Its fine" Derek stated ad he put his hand on his shoulder for comfort. "It might have something to do with the fact I didn't want anyone to see it." Stiles said tone bored and pissed all at the same time. They all jumped in surprised he was cat like and agile. No one even heard him coming. "And before you ask no I'm not telling you what's on there don't even bother asking don't care if your my captors your going to have to kill me first."

Peter stepped forward with a mischievous smile on his face and stiles had the same smirk on his as well. Derek put an arm out to stop him. "What the hell man I said fifteen minutes?!" Isaac screeched. "I got done early." stiles said with a shrug. He began to evaluate the room ahead of him. He had no way out. Just like the night they took him they were circling him he was uncomfortable and was shuffling on his feet, he tried to keep his feelings off his face. But they could smell it on him. Peter just smirked.

He wasn't worried about getting out. He was the most powerful fae in the world. He just didn't want to hurt them. "I heard you wanted to speak to me?" stiles questioned "can we please get on with it so I can go?"

Derek just smiles and mentally prepared himself for this conversation. He knew stiles would fight it. But it needed to be done. Derek needed to have this kind of power on his side and he needed to trust stiles. He couldn't just leave that would put the whole pack in danger and he wasn't willing to just put all the power in stiles hands. He would have to earn that. But derek knew that stiles couldn't hurt him yet, deaton made a concoction to suppress his powers for twenty four hours and it was barley reaching the four hour limit.

"You're not going anywhere." Derek said calmly and crossed his arms over his chest "your going to stay with us for a little while."