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AN: I apologise for any spelling or grammatical mistakes in advance and someone who reviewed another story of mine suggest putting in line breaks where scenes change so I tried and hope it works.
Peter is suffering still and both Derek and Stiles get angry.
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A Nightmare Shared:
Peter swung from side to side, he still had a hand covering his mouth as he fought not to vomit, he clenched his eyes shut and just hoped that if the hunters killed him they did it quickly.
Chris Argent studies the werewolf the trap has caught, he can see the man small cuts and bruises scattered over the hanging mans frame, he frowns when Peter suddenly loses control and vomits, the other hunters laugh and step away from the swinging form. Chris sees that Peter is pale and sweating his eyes clenched tightly shut as he shudders, it looks like he is waiting to see what they are going to do.
Peter does not feel any better after puking his guts up, but at least his stomach s empty now, he just ahs to wait and see what these hunters have planned.
"So which member of the pack is this?" David pulled his stun gun from his belt, he grinned at the twins.
Chris owed the werewolf nothing the man had killed his sister and even though he looked sick as a dog, Peter was a werewolf he could take what the other hunters dished out, it not like Chris would allow them to kill him.
"That's Peter Hale." Chris saw the grin grow on the hunter leader's face.
"The killer and former Alpha." David depressed the trigger on the stun gun and held it against the twisting and struggling werewolf, disappointed when the man failed to scream, he just grunted with pain.
"Boss I've got an idea." Johnny rubbed his hand together with glee; he then pulled out his cigarette lighter and showed it to the other man.
"Great idea, get a fire going." David had heard that this werewolf had been horribly burned and spent years healing, and they would not kill him, but they would punish him for killing humans no matter what they had done.
Chris wanted to say something to stop the men from doing what they planned, but he loved his sister no matter what she had done, and as long as they did not kill the trapped man then he would heal.
Peter tried to figure out how many hunters had him held captive, but he just felt tired and disorientated, he could not focus his senses. He thought he had heard Chris Argent, but surely the hunter would not allow these men to torture him, after all he had saved Alison from the Alpha pack.
Johnny and Joey rushed around gathering wood and began to build a fire, they kept shooting glances to where David stood, and he slapped the werewolf's face, to get his attention after repeatedly stunning him.
Peter groggily struggled, his head was spinning and he wanted to vomit again, he was surprised that they where not hurting him more, he could just about cope with being zapped with the electricity, he just hoped they got bored of the came soon. He flinched as his face was slapped.
"So we've got a bit of a treat for you Hale." David Silverstone laughed; he picked up a burning branch and brought it close to the werewolf's face.
Peter froze, he could feel the heat on his face, and he struggled not to give into the panic he could feel building.
"Hey what's going on with his eyes?" Joey grabbed the werewolf's chin so that the men could look at his eyes.
"Looks like he's been dosed with some form of wolfs bane." David shrugged it just meant that they could not see the fear in the hanging mans eyes but they could all hear his panicked breathing.
Peter refused to beg these men not to do what they planned; he just hoped that he passed out quickly.
Chris Argent watched in horrified fascination as the younger twin cut off the t-shirt Peter was wearing baring the mans lean chest, he fought not to gag at the smell of burning flesh as the laughing David held the burning tree limb against the frantically struggling man's body.
The pain was as Peter remembered, he bit his lip holding in a scream of pain, he would not scream it would not stop these animals and he would not give them the satisfaction.
"Grab yourself a stick boys and let's have a barbeque." David Silverstone encouraged the two younger men, he could tell that Argent was disgusted by his actions but the elder hunter was not interfering.
Jonny and Joey each grabbed a piece of wood and the three men laughed as they laid the burning pieces against the werewolf's flesh. Chuckling and taunting as the swinging man struggled to escape.
Chris Argent was sickened by what he was witnessing, but he did not put a stop to it, he simply watched as the flesh on the lean werewolf's torso was burned, he wondered why Peter did not shift or heal himself, it must have something to do with his blindness, Chris would be interested to know what type of wolfs bane had caused this reaction.
Derek feels like howling in frustration, the pack had tracked Peter scent until he had entered one of the streams flowing thru the preserve, he scowled as the pack milled about.
"He's hiding his tracks." Stiles felt the need to point out; he could see the frustration on building on the Derek's face, the brooding Alpha's eyes turned red.
Derek took a slow deep breath, he had to think like his uncle, where would he go, Derek suddenly realised where the injured man was heading.
"I think I know where he's going." Derek looked at Lydia the normally composed female looked pale, he could see she was trembling, Jackson wrapped an arm round her, and she buried her face against his neck. "Lydia?"
"Lydia are you alright?" Stiles and the rest of the pack crowded round the pair.
"He's hurt, they're burning him." Lydia almost whimpered. "Oh God."
"How?" Scott was confused.
"They're connected because of how Peter was resurrected." Stiles reminded his best friend. "But normally they both block the connection."
"So Hale is this how your wife and kids felt?" David taunted as he held the burning branch against the man's chest.
Peter choked back a scream; he struggled frantically against the wire holding him upside down and at the hunter's mercy.
"Can you smell the burning; is this what it was like?" David Silverstone gloatingly asked, he had been expecting the injured wolf to plead and beg for his life. "Did your children scream for you to save them?"
Chris Argent could only watch in growing horror as the hunters taunted the wounded wolf, he wanted to stop them especially when they mentions the man's children.
Peter let rip with an agonised howl, his heart was breaking all over again, the smell and sounds of his family and pack burning and dying around him playing over and over with his mind.
The sound of the agonised howl seemed to echo throughout the woods, Stiles barely had time to blink before Derek shifted into his full Alpha form, Stiles and the rest of the pack had never seen this before shocked they watched as the huge werewolf took off running towards where the sound had come from.
"Damn it, Derek wait." Stiles yelled, he rushed over to Scott and dived on his back piggy back style. "Jackson carry Lydia, follow Derek now Scott."
Scott shifted into his beta form and ran after the shifted alpha; he could tell the rest of the pack was following as quickly as they could.
Derek snarled he could smell the scent of strangers in the air, he also recognised the scent of Alison's father, he just hoped that the man was not involved in whatever had cause his uncle to howl in such pain, because Derek would not be held accountable for his actions if they had hurt the injured Peter.
"Hurry up Scott." Stiles new that they needed to keep up with Derek, so that he did not do anything like kill the hunters if they had caused Peter to howl in such pain and fear.
Scott McCall put his head down and forced himself to run faster, he could hear the rest of the pack thundering behind him, he just hoped they caught up with the fully shifted alpha before he found whoever had cause the howl of pain and terror.
Peter struggled, he could smell the disgusting scent of flesh burning, he shook his head trying to clear it, he felt the heat and then the pain, his back arched as he convulsed in agony. Suddenly it was like his mind and body broke, he simply let go, his body going limp and unmoving.
"Burn you bastard." Johnny laughed harshly as he watched the werewolf's flesh blister and burn.
Chris Argent did not know why Peter was so silent, other than the initial pain filled howl, the former Alpha was silent, in fact looking at the man he can see the blue eyes are vacant and starring, he thinks that what's happening to the werewolf now is not registering as Peter has gone catatonic withdrawing deep into his mind because of the abuse and torture he is receiving. Chris wants to vomit when he realises what he has done, he is no better than his dead sister he has turned into the monster that he hunts, he has allowed his desire for revenge to override his morale code, he stumbles away leaning against a convenient tree he feels his stomach contents hurtle up his throat as he heaves.
The three men are laughing and taunting the swinging werewolf, they keep putting the burning tree limbs against the unresisting body.
An enraged roar erupts from the massive beast which charges out of the darkness, before the three men have a chance to defend themselves the Alpha throws them against a tree, his roars and growls sending shivers down their spines. The leader struggles to pull his gun, he screams in agony as the huge clawed hand grabs his wrist, a shriek erupting from his mouth as the bones in his wrist are snapped like twigs. The older twin misses with his first shot, he has no chance to fire a second before the werewolf kicks out sending the gun flying, he squeals in agony as the force of the blow shatters his hand, whimpering he begins to cry. The younger twin groggily pulls a knife, he then yells in desperation as the red eyed monster forces his hand down, driving the blade deep into his own leg, he whines and cries as the point is driven further into his own flesh.
The snarling, growling fiend swiftly disarms the three men, he throws the numerous weapons far from the three hunters, and he then turns to the fourth hunter.
Chris Argent has never seen Derek Hale's alpha form, he does not think he has seen a larger example of the monstrous werewolf, he wonders what the red eyed alpha will do to him now that he has disarmed the three hunters. Chris fully expects to be thrown bodily into a tree, to have his limbs broken, he is armed but he makes no move to defend himself.
Derek can not believe what he is seeing, he can not keep his disgust from showing as he stares at the Argent hunter, his lips curl back and he growls at the silent man, he waits to see if Alison's father will pull a weapon on him, and when Chris simply stands there silent and watching. Derek finally turns his attention to his alarmingly still uncle, he nearly gags at the stench of fire and pain, he reaches up and using a razor sharp claw slices thru the wire holding the man upside down. Derek gently removes the snare from his uncle's leg, he cradles the unmoving form, he has no idea where to start, and there are so many weeping and blistering burn marks over the man's body.
"Derek." Stiles can not believe what he's seeing Peter cradled with the massive Alpha's arms, the former alpha looks dead his eyes starring unblinking and fixed.
"He's alive." Scott can hear the weak slow heartbeat of the man who had bitten him; he can not keep the shock from his voice.
"How could you do this?" Chris Argent does not have time to defend himself as the lanky teenager launches himself at him, Stiles punches the older man straight to the face.
"We need to get him to the den." Derek voice is calm and controlled; he has to keep a tight rein on himself when really all he wants to do is rip the four hunters apart for what they had done to his psychotic uncle.
"Stiles he's not worth it." Lydia with Jackson and Isaac's help pull the angry teenager off the prone and bleeding Argent.
The sound of an ATV breaks the sounds of harsh breathing and crying.
"It's Allison."