It takes two to tango {1} •Stiles fan fiction •

24- This is only the beginning..

Evelyn POV
*Flash back to a month ago.*

-London-

I don't know why Peter put me on a plane to London and what i'm supposed to do. My phone was gone and Peter threatened to kill Stiles if i contacted anyone from Beacon hills. So i was stranded in a foreign country by myself. Great. I was wandering the streets of i think its, Oxford street? It was jam packed with people and they all had British accents. I ended up in a cafe called Prophecy Manor. I sat down and ordered a black americano. London wasn't so bad? It was peaceful in this cafe and i was comfortable, that was until i stepped into the street.

"What do you think your doing! Who are you? Let me out." I said banging on the doors of this dark van.

"Shut up! Do we have nothing to shut her up?" The man spoke from the front of the van.

The hatch opened and the passenger threw a can into the back. It exploded and a white cloud arose from the can. I started feeling tired, very tired. Then all i could feel was the metal bottom of the van.

I woke myself up which a gasp of breath. Where the hell am i? It smelt damp and was dark, very dark. I could hear 2 heart beats from above me and the mumbling of speech. The door at the top of the stairs swung open, revealing a man. An old man.

"Oh your awake! Lovely." He brung his arm from behind him and whacked me across the face, knocking me unconscious.

Again.

What assholes.

"She's opening her eyes. They're yellow." The same man from the van said.

"Then maybe she will help us find the Hale alpha." The old man spoke.

"Hale alpha? What are you on about?" I asked trying to lunge for them but my wrists were tied up by chain to a metal bar.

"What are you doing to me? I haven't done anything wrong!" I shouted.

My eyes were fulling open now. I looked around and saw exactly where i was. A basement. There was guns, bullets, spears, cross bows, anything to hunt werewolves was there. I looked to my right and i saw a tall machine, i followed the wires along the floor to see where they ended but before i could see where, a excruciating pain ran through my body. It was like i was being burned alive. I let out a scream.

"Stop!! What do you want from me!!"I screamed.

It stopped. I started to gather my breath back and looked to the old man.

"We want to know, why your here, miss?" The old man spoke.

"Evelyn. Evelyn Maywood."

"Daughter of Fern Maywood, i presume."

How did he know my mother?

"What?" I said.

"Fern. She was a nice lady, hard one to kill. If only she hadn't killed my men on a full moon she might've been able to be here today." The old man laughed.

"You killed my mother?! You son of a- AHH!" Another shock ran through my body, triggering my wolf side to arise.

"Now, now. We won't kill you Evelyn, unless you tell us what we want." He said turning down the dial.

"And what is that?"

"Who is the Alpha?" He asked bringing his hand back to the dial.

"How am i supposed to know that? I'm a teenager!!" After i said that, another shock, each time making me weaker.

"You can stay down here until you want to be truthful with us, Miss Maywood." The old man said as he walked back upstairs, leaving me alone in the dark.

That conversation happened 3 weeks ago. I've been trapped down here like some animal. I have been fed scraps and water in dog bowls. Not once have i seen the sunlight or the moon. I miss the moon. I miss Stiles. I keep replaying the night he asked me to be his girlfriend and now he must think i've ran off and left him. I want him back, what if he's forgotten about me or he's moved on. What if he doesn't love me anymore?

I lay on the ground sobbing when the door slams open and the van driver comes downstairs. He unchains me and brings me upstairs. It's a house. Full of family pictures. He sits me down on the couch and then i see it through the window. The moon. Not just the moon, a full moon. I can feel a sensation running through my veins. The van driver is pacing the room and i just feel the urge to kill him. I stand up and throw my hands down and out come the claws. He has his back to me and i slowly walk towards him and i bring my hands up to his back and-

"Evelyn?" I hear call me from the front door.

I turn around to see, "Derek?"

He runs towards me and knocks out the driver then grabs my arm, "We have to go, now!" He pulls me out the house and we run down the street.

We end up at this train station and i'm sat on this carriage and i realise i must stink. I haven't showered in weeks. I cover up my body with Dereks coat and wait. He grabs my arm again and drags me through the station, we end up at this hotel. The Premier inn? London is full of surprises. We finally make it into this hotel room and Derek slams the door behind him, locking it and closing all the curtains.

I run up to him and hug him, "How did you find me?"

"After me and Chris Argent tortured Peter for hours on hours, he finally gave up where he left you. I then picked up your scent as soon as i got into london." Derek said stroking my hair.

"Look, you need to shower and i'm ordering room service. You look malnourished." He pushed me slightly in direction to the bathroom.

After a nice long shower and a lovely meal, Derek told me everything.

We fly back to Beacon Hills tomorrow and Chris Argent has organised a plan of attack at the house. No one knows where i am, Derek has only informed Chris that he found me but they aren't telling anyone. When i show up at that house it will be a shock. To everyone.

*3 days later*
"Surprised to see me?" I shout through the burnt door.

Peter turns around with a smile on his face.

"Oh daughter! I've been so worried! Where ever did you wonder off to?" He laughs.

I walk over to him and punch him, then again until he's on the floor. I place my foot on his throat and i look down on him, "How dare-"

Suddenly Kate Argent bursts through the door with 2 guns in her hand, "Oh well done, i thought i would've needed to use these. Still can." She shot Peter in the stomach.

"ouch." Peter says as he grabs my foot and throws me across the room.

Chris Argent comes through the door and nods at me.

"I hate to have do this but an eye for an eye." Peter grabs Kate from behind and slits her throat with his claws. He smiles at us while her body drops to the floor, "Whoops?" He laughs.

Chris is stood there, shocked and i look over at him and give him the signal. He grabs me and ties me up and throws me out the house and Derek and Peter follow behind me. The plan was kind of working, didn't plan on kate dying or it was working until i saw them. Scott, Allison and...

Stiles.