Lydia Martin is a very observant and smart girl. Some say she is too smart for her own good. So when she and the pack made it back to the house after school, she could tell something was wrong. "Maybe they went to Stiles house?" Erica says with a shrug of her shoulders. She and Boyd go upstairs to most likely do their homework. Isaac turns to the red head with a worried look. Lydia gives him a blank stare and goes to the kitchen.
Looking around she can tell something happened in here. What confirms her suspicion was the clear cup that had residue of a drink left inside of it. Walking quickly towards the cup, Lydia picks it up, orange soda. She looks in the sink and sees little orange spots and two little red drops in the sink. "Oh no." The cup in her hand slips out and shatters as it hits the floor. Turing around she sees the three were wolves in the kitchen entry way. Devastation thick in her voice, Lydia says "They took them..." she took a pause, swallowing the lump in her throat. She starts her sentence over "They took them. The Alpha pack too Stiles and Derek."
~Sterek~
His head was pounding and his wrists were throbbing. It feels like his life was being sucked out of him. Cracking open his eyes, Stiles tried to look around, but the light hurt to much. Stiles closed his for few seconds before opening them again. The teen took a look around the room and everything seemed to be the same. Tired, amber eyes, turned to look at and Derek and Jackson. Jackson was asleep with his head turned into his arm pit. Derek looked half dead with his stark white skin and dull green eyes.
They made eye contact and just stared at each other. Stiles tried to speak to Derek, but his throat was too dry to say anything. He's also too weak. Shaking his head, then dropping it, Stiles gave up. The teen can still feel Derek's dull gaze on him. Above them are footsteps that sound like they are getting closer to the basement door. The two awake pack members stiffen up as the door opens. Jackson is still out cold when a figure appears at the bottom of the steps.
The figure comes into the light and it's Allison. Her dark hair frames her Disney princess like face and has three syringes in her hand. She walks over to Jackson and sticks the needle in his arm. Jackson is still out cold. She moves to Derek and sticks the needle in his arm. The Alpha's eyes flash in surprise then looks even more lifeless afterword. Stiles starts to wiggle in his chair, but does isn't move much. Allison turns to him slowly; smirking wickedly as she did. "What is in the those?" Stiles asked wearily. The girl just looks at him and her smirk turns into a fake sympathetic smile.
"Something that would make you feel better." She says. Allison paces over to Stiles and sticks the syringe in his arm. Everything goes black after that.