Sterek: Abandoned Stiles

Chapter Eighteen

"We didn't notice anything out of the ordinary. Nothing seemed strange when I dropped him off at school today. That's why we are so confused." Derek tells the Sheriff, not sure what to do.

"So you are telling me that not even your senses can help me find my son again? How do you even know then if he's still alive, huh? Or around here? In the county, at least?" He shot back, became visibly agitated, worried. "Let's- you two go to the school. See if you notice anything. I'll head to the station. Get a search going."

Derek just nodded his head; he didn't want to make the sheriff even madder. He let Laura drive them to the school; he wasn't in the right mindset right now to do so. He knew Stiles wasn't dead or hurt cause he would have felt that. Maybe he just needed to dig deeper and try and see if he could get a feel for Stiles. After this was over, he knew they would have to tell the sheriff what was going on between him and Stiles, but for now, they just needed to find the two boys.

Which was as well the sheriff's first concern. He went back to the police station quickly, ordering a search in the whole city for the two. Their phones were tracked, too; every one of the teachers questioned if anything had been off. Unknown faces, any strangers on the school ground, anything that had been just slightly different. Suspicious.

Derek and Laura made their way through the school hallways, trying to catch the scent of their pack. Cause if they could find their scent, then maybe they could tell if something was wrong before they disappeared. Right before they were about to give up, Derek caught the scent of his mate in a classroom. Heading there, they both can instantly smell the scent of a witch in the room; it was faint but still there. From here, they call the sheriff, letting him know what they figured out.

A witch. As if did that not make everything more complicated. What was he supposed to tell his officers, then? That they should look for every woman past a certain age? Or one wearing a cloak and a big hat, looking odd? With an inward groan, he thanked the siblings before ending the call. What would a witch want with his kid, anyway? And another supernatural being?

Derek sat down outside the school with Laura, trying everything he could to find the slight bond he has with his mate. He could feel the bond between them somewhat, but it wasn't that strong yet, since they haven't mated yet. Right when he was about to pull back, he suddenly got this vision. If you could call it that, he suddenly saw this underground tunnel. When he opened his eyes, the image was gone; it was then that he realized he was looking through Stiles eyes. They could use this to find him and Boyd!

Darkness. Or at least barely enough light that he was able to make out his...their surroundings roughly. Boyd laid there, unmoving to his left. Seemingly out cold. Probably the silver on his chains. Great. Trying to move, Stiles noticed he was fixed to the wall as well, though his were simple iron chains, how he hated to be so weak. Useless. Unaware that Derek had seen what he saw, the pain in his neck was irritating on top of it, distracting his attempts at thinking. Who would take him and Boyd? For what reason? The silver seemed to hint it had a supernatural reason, given their Kidnapper(s) knew it would weaken the darker boy noticeably. Render him weak. "So...somebody there? What...what do you want from us?"

The witch was hiding in the shadows, waiting for her targets to wake up. She had been planning this for so long; what better way to get to the Alpha than through his best friend and best Beta. As soon as the tiny human started waking up, she knew it was her time to show herself. Strolling out of the darkness, she appeared to the human with a smirk on her face. "Hello, little human." She says.

A Women. At least it was not a hunter, from his first impression. Not that that was making his or Boyd's situation better. "...Not answering questions, are you? Why did you take us?" He repeated, trying to keep his fear, anxiety down best he could. He knew just too well Derek would be able to feel it, too. And he didn't want the older to worry even more as he already did. Given Derek knew he and Boyd were gone. How long had he been out? The lack of daylight and his phone denied him any calculations on that one. Were they still even in Beacon Hills? What, if not?

"What better way to get to your Alpha than with his best friend and one of his best Betas. It's a perfect plan cause now that I have you two, he will have to come to find you." She says with a laugh.

"..You...you are after Scott? Hate to break it to you, but he's got no real reason to come. Not for me, that is. Look, just...just let him go. What would you want with a Werewolf and a useless, weak human anyways? We're hardly of any use for you, now are we? Except being hostages, but if he's not getting rid of that silver soon, who knows if he's getting out of here in the first place. Just let him go..." He tried, trying partly to distract her partly in hopes of getting any more information from her. Helpful one. Was it the only reason she had kidnapped them to take revenge on Scott?

"You don't know how special you are, do you. You are something very rare; you are a spark. If I have you, then your Alpha can't use you to protect himself. As for my reasoning, I want this territory, so I need to remove the pack that guarding it first." She tells him, not worried at all about tell him everything. She didn't expect him to be able to get out of this anyway.