Isaac turned around to find Scott sitting on the floor against the door, his hands to the sides of his head.
"Scott-"
"They took my mom!" Scott said quietly. He seemed paralyzed with fear.
Isaac knelt down beside Scott. "Scott, we'll find her. We'll find her and we'll kill the bastards."
Just as Isaac finished Scott's phone rang. The caller I.D. read "Mom".
Scott immediately got up, answered, and held the phone to his ear. "Mom?"
"Hello, Scott." came a deep voice.
"Where's my mother?" Scott asked angrily.
"In due time Scott," said the voice. "Don't worry, we haven't hurt her."
Beads of sweat began to fall down Scott's forehead.
What the hell is happening, Isaac thought.
"What do you want?" Scott asked.
"First, you and your 'friend', Isaac was it? You will do as we say and if our needs are met your mother will be given back to you," said the voice.
"What do we have to do?" Scott asked through clenched teeth.
"It's rather simple, really. You will go to the address I'm going to give you and you will wait for further instructions. Do you understand?"
"Yes," Scott said. He looked up at Isaac who gave him a worried look.
The voice gave him the address. "Do you know where that is?"
"Yes." Scott replied.
"Good! We'll see you shortly." And the line went dead.
"We have to go," said Scott as he hurriedly ran out the door, Isaac following close behind.
"Go where?" Isaac asked, confused. "Scott, who was that?"
Scott didn't stop moving when he responded. "Deucalion."
Isaac didn't say anything else. He climbed on the back of Scott's bike and they took off.
The address Deucalion had given them was for a large abandoned warehouse on the edge of town.
"Why did he send us here?" Isaac asked.
"I know as much as you do, Isaac." Scott replied as they got off the bike. They quickly walked over to the small door on the corner of the building. Scott grabbed the handle and twisted. Unlocked. Scott turned to Isaac. "Stay out here. If it's a trap I want you to be able to get help."
"You're not going in there by yourself, Scott." Isaac said adamantly.
"Isaac, I need you to do this for me." Scott said.
"What if it is a trap? What then, Scott? I'm not going to stand by and let you get hurt!" Isaac pleaded.
"Isaac, they have my mother!" Scott replied. "
Isaac couldn't say no. "You be careful. If anything happens you call for me."
"I will," Scott said as he turned to enter the warehouse.
Isaac grabbed his arm and turned Scott around, fear and concern in his eyes. "I mean it, if one thing goes wrong you yell."
"I will."
"Promise me." Isaac really hated this.
Scott tried to give Isaac a reassuring smile but he knew he failed. "Promise." Scott turned and opened the door and walked into the room. It looked as if it had been abandoned for years. Windows lining the roof were all but shattered, daylight shone through cracks in the wall and dust covered everything. In the center of the room were four large heavy metal poles all drilled and attached to the cement floor. Chained to the poles was Derek, Boyd, and Stiles, all with their mouths duct taped shut. The fourth pole was empty.
"Welcome, Scott." Came a voice from up above. A catwalk stretched the length of the warehouse directly above the poles.
"Deucalion," Scott said.
"Aren't we missing someone?" Deucalion asked with a tone that suggested he knew exactly where Isaac was. "Oh Isaac!" he said with a playful voice. Suddenly a side door to the warehouse burst open and Isaac falls through and onto the hard cement floor.
"Isaac!" Scott yelled.
Coming through the door after him was Kali with her razor sharp claws.
Scott began to run toward Isaac when Deucalion spoke up, "Stay where you are Scott or I'll rip out your mother's throat." Out of the shadows of the catwalk came Deucalion his clawed hand around his mother's neck.
"Mom!" Scott yelled.
Scott's mom looked horrible. Her shirt was torn and her face scratched and bloodied. Deucalion said they didn't hurt her, Isaac thought.
"You said you wouldn't hurt her," Scott said through gritted teeth, anger consuming him.
"A small lie, I must confess." Deucalion said. Derek was squirming attempting to free himself from his chains but it was no use. "But what do I care. Kali, chain him up."
Kali dragged Isaac over to the empty pole and chained his hands above his head.
"What do you want with them?" Scott yelled.
"A fine question," Deucalion replied.
Out of the shadows of the room came pairs of glowing red eyes. The Alpha's were here.
"You're going kill them."