AN: Here is the next chapter. This chapter has a lot of torture in it, as does the next one. You have been warned! Enjoy!
Natasha's whole body felt numb. She didn't know how much time had passed since being here. Toby was starting to get impatient with her. According to him, he had been asking her nicely about her life. Her swollen eye and spit lip begged to differ. Toby was out of the room at the moment, so it gave Natasha to calm her breathing. Her tears had dried up ages ago. She kept pulling at tugging at the binds on her hands and feet. She knew that she promised not use her power, but I think they will forgive her for it. Natasha had no idea how to use it but. Using the magic against Peter was a fluke. All she wants to do is get out of here. This stupid bloody magic. Natasha got really angry, her eyes flashed black, and the walls started to shake. She let out a surprised squeal. The shaking stopped and Natasha looked around. Anger was a trigger. Natasha had to focus. It was the only way she was going to get out. She closed her eyes and focused on getting mad at the binds on her hands and feet. She started to feel a burning sensation before she felt her hands and feet become free. Natasha looked down at the rope and saw that it was completely destroyed. She had set the binds on fire. She looked at her wrists and ankles. Two prefect circles were burnt into her skin. She winced as she stood up. She made her way to the door as fast as she could. Taking a deep breath, she slowly opened the door. Natasha walked right into Toby.
"You took longer than I expected. For someone from the most powerful enchanter line, you really don't know how to use your power properly." Toby gave Natasha a wicked smile before grabbing her hair and dragging her back into the room. Pain ripped through her head, and she bit the inside of her cheek to keep from crying out. She would not give him the satisfaction of hearing her scream.
"I'm getting really tired of the usual methods of getting information, so we are going to do something different. Bring in the table." Natasha watched as two hunters pulled in a metal table. A smaller table was rolled in next. It was covered in knives and different torture weapons. Natasha was dragged over to the bigger table. The two hunters held her down while Toby handcuffed her to the table. She thrashed, kicked and even tried to bite one of the hunters. Toby slapped her across the face again. Natasha continue kicking, she would not go down without a fight. Several minutes later, Toby did the last handcuff on Natasha's foot.
"Now was that so hard?" Toby smiled again. The smile made Natasha's stomach turn and she resisted the urge to spit in the man's face. Toby walked up her and picked up a knife. He trailed the tip of the knife from Natasha's cheek all the way to heart.
"You are going to tell me everything I want to know. This is all up to you. Tell me what I want to know, and I'll kill you quickly. I'm a very patient person Natasha, this can last for days. I can have you begging for death before today is even finished. Your little pet dogs have no way of finding us. No one can save you." Natasha's throat was dry. She was hoping that someone would come and find her. There was no way that she would be able to get out of this by herself. Toby raised the knife and cut Natasha's top open. She felt completely exposed. Tears started falling from her face again. Toby looked up and smiled.
"Anything you want to tell me before we begin?" Natasha took a deep breath. He voice wasn't as strong as she was hoping it would be.
"Go to hell you piece of shit." Toby smirked at her before putting the knife to her flesh.
"Wrong answer." Toby pulled the blade across Natasha's skin. She screamed. Blood started dripping from her wound and Toby just laughed.
Toby asked the same questions as before while he tortured her. Her body was covered in cuts and Natasha was close to passing out from the pain. The pentagram caught Toby's attention. He smiled at Natasha before putting the blade on top of it.
"I wonder what will happen if I do this…" Toby made a quick movement and cut the pentagram in half. Natasha screamed before passing out. Smiling at himself, Toby put the knife down before getting a rag and cleaning his hands. Toby reached up and stroked Natasha's cheek.
"Such beauty in such an evil creature. Maybe I can have some fun with her before I kill her." Toby walked away from the unconscious body of Natasha and out the door.
Derek screamed. His eyes flashed red as he grabbed his side. The pack had decided to split up and search the town for Natasha. Isaac grabbed Derek as he fell to the ground in pain.
"Derek? Derek?" The world around Derek faded and he found himself in a basement of some sort. He noticed Natasha on the table unconscious and covered cuts and bruises. He over to her and reached for her. His hands went straight through Natasha. Derek stared in shock, it was like he was there but he wasn't. That's when Derek noticed the pentagram on Natasha's hip, it was cut in half. The wound on the pentagram was deeper than the ones that covered the upper half of her body. Derek looked around and tried to figure out where Natasha was. The placed looked really familiar to Derek and he had to figure out why. He felt himself slipping back. Isaac was still shaking him while he held his phone to his ear.
"I don't know what happened! He screamed then collapsed!" A voice on the other end yelled back before Isaac hung up.
"Alright, here go nothing." Isaac bent down and was just about to lift Derek over his shoulder before Derek stopped the boy.
"Isaac, I'm fine. Get off me." Isaac looked at the alpha and hugged him. The boy had always been affectionate towards Derek. In all honesty, Derek didn't mind. Isaac made him feel like he wasn't stuffing up that bad as an alpha. Isaac slowly let go of Derek and looked at him.
"What happened to you?" Isaac's face was covered in worry. Derek didn't know what happened either, so he chose to ignore the boy.
"I know where Natasha, call the others and tell them to meet us at Deaton's." Isaac nodded and stood up. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and dialled. Derek laid his head back down on the cement. His mind was still reeling from what had happened. He still didn't understand what had happened. Derek doesn't think that Natasha helped them by doing whatever she did. Isaac turned around to Derek.
"It's done." Derek nodded before getting to his feet shakily. Isaac reached out to steady his alpha. Derek welcomed the touch. Once able to move without shaking, they ran straight to Deaton's.
AN: Hope you enjoyed that. I was wondering if I decided to do a sequel to this, if you guys would read it? Any response would be amazing! Thank you! :)