A/N:

Hey, I'm doing this for Halloween so here's hoping I finish it by the deadline.

Also, I do wonder if you can guess who I'm pairing Stiles with. Is it Sterek, Seter, or Skittles?


Chapter 2

The seven of them stood in the hallway by the front door. Stiles and Peter came up with a plan everyone was going to search the house. It had power and running water the only phone they found was in the kitchen its wires cut.

Even the fridge had food in it. Peter said nothing was wrong with it and Derek confirmed.

Erica and Boyd searched the basement. Scott and Allison upstairs. Stiles, Peter, and Derek stayed on the ground floor. The two wolves using their senses to find the bastard who did this.

The house was creepy. It wouldn't look out of place in a slasher flick. The place was huge so many rooms with covered furniture Stiles had to remove that. Well, he had Peter do it for him. He was not going to die like some moron you throw popcorn at. There was a music room, a sewing room and a dining room plus the kitchen. The various bathrooms and bedrooms on the ground floor alone. He hated to think what Scott was dealing with upstairs.

A bloodcurdling scream shook through the house startling the inhabitants that dwelled Within.


Scott was, of course, worried he had no idea how or even why they were all here. And it was just them he could tell no one else was here. Peter did say it was possible for a magic user to cloak themselves and Derek confirmed it so the person could be there they just wouldn't be able to tell.

What didn't Scott understand was why them? They were just kid's well the majority of them were kids. Why not bring in Issac and Lydia or even Jackson, their parents? It didn't make any sense.

Stiles would figure it out and Scott would help him to bring the guy in. Stiles is the smartest person he knows. He wishes Stiles would show it more often, but for some reason letting Lydia think she was the smartest person in the room was more important. He didn't understand dumbing yourself down for love. True love means not having to hide or change yourself for others.

It's what he thought he had with Allison. She had him believing that what they had was true. That she didn't care he was a werewolf. Stiles tried to tell him to warn him but he refused to believe. She seemed so nice and pretty how could he forget that in the wild it is the eye-catching ones you have to look out for. As much as he wanted to protect Allison he was forcibly reminded that she could take care of herself and she did break up with him.

Scott had promised long ago he would protect Stiles. As the only human's the both of them needed the protection. Both would kill him if that ever came to light.

Nodding to himself Scott finished checking the Second floor since Allison took the third. Walking back to the stairs he was done and ready to help Stiles find a way out of here. This place was creepy every room had furniture coverings helping to buy into the fact someone could jump out at any second. It was like a slasher movie he half expected some psycho to come out and try to kill him.

Walking down the stairs Scott had to cover his ears, hunched over he used his legs to grab the railing not wanting to fall down the stairs. Removing his hands from his head he stared in shock at the blood. Already healing from punctured eardrums he could only think 'What the fuck was that?'


Erica really wished she hadn't volunteered herself and Boyd to check the basement. The place seriously creeped her out. She half expected the place to have a torture chamber or for there to be meat hooks with dead body's hanging from them.

Yeah, she needed to layoff the T.V., In reality, there wasn't much to look at the place was filled with junk. But that's not to say they didn't look.

Erica nearly lost her head when a bunch of crap fell on her. Or she should say almost fell on her she jumped out of the way in time. Made a big ass noise too.

"There's a door." Said Boyd. Swearing up a storm Erica stopped looking over.

"Huh."

A door was hidden behind that pile that nearly brained her.

"Let's look." Could be a way out, either way, should be fun.

Pushing a few boxes out of the way Erica and Boyd made a path. Standing before the door with her hand outstretched to grasp the handle Erica found herself suddenly filled with apprehension she really didn't want to open that door. Short of breath she tried to move her hand. She couldn't, she couldn't move her hand, she couldn't move her body. Fear unlike what she had ever felt before froze her.

Boyd didn't know what was wrong with Erica she just froze her breath picking up, beads of sweat forming on her brow. She stunk of fear. No, not fear Terror. Never has he ever seen Erica afraid not since she was bitten.

Confidence, Courage, Bravery, and Fearlessness are just a few thing's Boyd would use to describe her. Not this, never this.

Grabbing Erica around the waist he hoisted her up in a fireman's carry and ran back up the stairs to the others. He didn't know what happened but felt it was best to remove her from the area.

Upon reaching the first floor he walked toward the front hallway where everyone agreed to meet up beforehand.

A sudden ear piercing scream made him stumble nearly losing his grip on Erica if he hadn't tightened his hold on her.

He could see Scott hugging the banister and hear Allison running around upstairs.


Stiles covered his ears even Peter helped to lay his hands over mine. The scream lasted for but a few seconds. It seemed an eternity passed.

Derek was passed out on the floor. Dropping down he turned the older man over feeling for a heartbeat.

"He is fine, just unconscious Stiles."

"Yeah, I just needed to be sure okay." Turning toward Peter Stiles was going to say something sarcastic when he saw the blood. "Oh my god Peter! Your ears are you... No, of course not what a stupid thing to ask, can you hear me?" He grabbed one of the coverings and dapped the blood away.

"Not yet. I can read lips."

"Right, of course, how could I have thought otherwise..." Covering the boy's mouth he said. " Just because I can read lips doesn't mean I can follow when you babble like that." Turning red Stiles apologized.

"Stiles!" Called out Scott.

"Scott!"

As the boys hugged each other like long lost loves the others rolled their eyes. It happened so often that the others just go with it now.

"Are you alright?" Scott asked in concern before checking if he was alright. He knew Stiles had a tendency to ignore pain.

"Scott I'm... I'm fine! Stop that." Batting those hands away Stiles acted like a Victorian maiden.

"Oh my god!" Stiles just noticed the blood covering Scott and forced him to sit while he cleaned the idiot up.

"What was that?" asked Peter

Thinking about it Stiles deduced it came from the T.V room.

In the T.V room, everyone noticed that the T.V was on. They also saw the stack of cards that wasn't there before.

Stiles grabbed a card but before he could look at it static from the T.V distracted him.

(3 Rounds)

(48 Hours)

"3 Rounds of what?" asked Scott

"Truth or Dare," said Stiles looking at his card.

"Quick what time is it?" If they were stuck playing a stupid game for two days Stiles needed to know when it would end.

"It's only 2:30 in the afternoon." Stated Peter. Gently he laid his nephew on the couch. Derek would wake up soon the foolish boy didn't cover his ears in time. Peter should really teach his nephew how to control his senses obviously Laura never did the job. This is why children shouldn't be teaching children.

"Okay, I have no idea what day it is since I have no idea how long we were unconscious. But two days from now we should be able to go home. Or make the bastard let us go. It went to a lot of trouble to get us here to play a game so let's play and look for the guy." Looking at his card he said out loud. "Make out with Scott."

"What! Seriously?" Scott was surprised. "Wait this isn't going to be an adult version of Truth or Dare is it."

"I doubt it sure the guy could be a perv but Derek and Peter are adults and pedophilia doesn't seem like this guys M.O."

"Yeah, your right okay."

"Plus if it is that kind of Dares it would be for them."

With nothing else to do Stiles did the Dare, he kissed Scott. Who in turn pushed him up against the wall and positively ruined him for others. Dazed Stiles wasn't even sure the kiss was over he swore he could still feel Scott's lips on his own.

Blushing Scott averted his eyes he may have gotten carried away.

Peter led the boy to the other couch so he could come back to himself without injury. Knowing Stiles the boy would hurt himself by accident.

"My turn!" said Erica acting like everything was fine. "Stand on the roof." "Aww, I wanted to kiss Scott too."

Snapping out of it Stiles put it aside and focused on Erica or what Erica just said.

"The Roof!"

"Yeah, the roof?"

"You don't get it?

"..."

"Erica you can go outside."

Surprised everyone was pissed they hadn't figured it out first.

Quickly penning down some letters he gave them to her just in case no one else could get out too.

Suddenly the T.V came on.

(2 minutes)

"Quick climb out a window on the top floor." Pushing her out he made for the front door keeping his thoughts on he wants to see her do it.

He grabbed the doorknob noticing Peter at his back he turned the knob hoping it would turn.

Click

He opened the door before he could comprehend what just happened he found himself outside. Peter had literally picked him up and wolfed out the door. He's still not sure how they could move so fast. Before he knew it Peter was back with Derek. Did he go back inside?


Scott remembered Allison was upstairs telling Boyd to let Stiles know where he was going he went up to the third floor.

"Allison! Allison, we have to go." where could she be.

"Scott! Scott help I can't get out." Allison's voice came from down the hall. Wait Erica was just up here she would have heard Allison calling for help. In fact, why didn't he hear Allison calling for help? Scott may be impulsive but he wasn't stupid. There was no way of knowing if that was really Allison. But what if it was? She could be in danger.

Filled with indecision he didn't know what to do. Should he go and help what could be Allison or should he leave with the others and get help?

"Scott!" Stiles' voice broke him out of his indecision. Impulsively he jumped out the nearest window and raced to Stiles side just in time to watch Erica fall off the roof.


Erica raced to the top floor of this house of horrors. She couldn't believe that she froze like that. That her own body would betray her. The bite was supposed to stop that. Erica lived her whole life afraid of what her body could make her do. She wasn't supposed to feel like that again.

Passing Allison on the way she told her that everyone was outside, Erica heard the others leave the house. She could just leave as well but what if this whatever it was took them again no Stiles was right it was safer to just play the game. It was only 2 days.

Climbing out the nearest window Erica scaled the wall toward the roof. She could hear Scott calling out for Allison did he not see her going down the stairs?

On the roof, she looked down everyone but Scott was outside.

"Stiles, Scott is still in the house."

Erica stood up just as Stiles yelled Scott's name. The card didn't say how long she was supposed to stand up here. About to jump off Erica felt hands on her back pushing her off the roof.


Peter jumped up snatching Erica from the air. Honestly, these pups need proper training.

"You alright?"

"I was pushed!"

Everyone looked up.

Peter shakes his head, dumps the girl into her boyfriend's hands. Picking up his nephew Peter was concerned Derek shouldn't still be out he should have woken long before now. Promptly he walked across the street pulling the only human of the group along.

"Well knock on the door."

Rolling his eyes Stiles knocked on the door hoping someone was home. Who was he kidding, of course, someone was home this is Peter after all.

Stiles could hear someone coming to the door backing up a bit he waited for the door to open.

"Can I help you?" asked the woman.

"Yes please, we need to call the Sheriff!"


Derek would be fine. According to Deaton, it was thanks to a spell that he hadn't woken up yet. Peter was relieved he couldn't lose another loved one. It was bad enough he took the blame for Laura.

He was glad that no one was hurt but he knew that whoever this was could get the drop on a werewolf. They all ended up there for some reason. Someone went to a lot of trouble to trap them in that house. Someone powerful and taking Erica's words into consideration deadly.

Peter drove Derek home, Stiles let him use his car for the occasion. Derek should wake up in a safe place. His nephew had always been a trouble magnet ever since he was a cub.

They despaired on keeping him safe.


Derek woke up disoriented.

What happened?

He couldn't remember, he knew something happened but he couldn't remember what. Just a feeling something bad happened but what.

"Derek, easy now don't get up. Deaton said you would be out of it still after waking up."

"Uncle Peter? What happened? I feel something bad happened but I can't remember what."

"Do you remember the house? That the pack was trapped within? How about the scream?"

Like a trigger, Derek seized up. Memories bombarded him

A house they were in a house they couldn't get out but how did they get in? They were trying to find a way out or a phone. Everyone split up Peter and him stuck with Stiles to protect him. Erica and Boyd searched the basement while Scott and Allison took the upstairs. The scream he remembered Peter was helping Stiles cover his ears and something else happened.

"Someone attacked me"

Surprised Peter wasn't expecting him to say that.

"That correlates with what Erica said happened to her."

Peter proceeded to tell him what Erica and Boyd claimed happened to her. On the roof as well as in the basement.

"We have to go back."

"I know."