•Title: "Saving Stiles"
•Warnings: Kidnapping, blood, violence
•Inspiration: When I heard of the movie, I thought of this being the plot...
•Type: angst
A/N: Okay, so this will be a little weird. The couples are: Sterek, Scisaac, Morey, Thiam, JordanxLydia, ChrisxMelissa. Derek and Stiles have a ten year old son. I didn't know that his name was Eli when I planned this, so his name is Nathan. Scott and Isaac have 8 year old twins named Alexander and Megan.
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Derek chuckles at his son's joke as he closes the door to his car. He had long ago traded in his Camaro for a more kid friendly one. He, of course, kept the color black, though. He had just picked up Nathan, his and Stiles' son up from his junior lacrosse practice. Nathan follows his father towards the house. Derek sees the front door is open and holds his arm out, stopping Nathan from walking on.
"Go wait in the car," Derek says sternly, causing the boy to walk back.
Derek's eyes flash light blue as he walks up to the house. He carefully pushes the door open, seeing drops of blood on the wood floor. Panic engulfs him as he looks through the house, calling his husband's name. Things were tossed around, showing a struggle had occurred. Derek could feel his wolf inside of him, screaming out for his mate. As he looks in the last room and still doesn't find Stiles, he sighs in defeat. He is quick to take his phone out, dialing Scott's number.
"Derek?" Scott says after the phone rings two times.
"Scott I uh-," Derek takes a breath, "I need you here. Bring the pack."
"Der, what's going on?" Scott's voice is soft.
"I-I think Stiles was taken."
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Stiles opens his eyes to find he's in what looks like a basement. There is a small light above his head that lights just the area around him. His wrists are tied to the metal chair he's on, his ankles to the legs of the chair. He tries to get th chair to move but realizes it is bolted to the floor. He can see the blood on his clothes, the pain in his head and side now making sense. He struggles against the ropes desperately, failing. He sighs as he feels the ropes cut into his skin, stopping his struggle. A metal door across the room from him, that he hadn't noticed, opens and a man walks in.
"Ah, you're awake," the man asks, "ready to tell me what I want to know?"
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Derek walks out of the house once the cars arrived. Isaac, Scott, Jordan, Lydia, Liam, and Theo step out of their vehicles, walking over.
"What's going on?" Nathan asks worriedly as he walks over from Derek's car.
Derek sighs softly, "I think your dad is hurt, buddy. Don't worry, we're going to find him," Derek says, gesturing for the others to look inside the house as he hugs his son.
The others rush from the house, fear in their eyes. Scott's the first to reach the two, "we should call the others. We'll start looking and try to come up with a plan while we wait for them."
"Okay, yeah," Derek holds his son to his side tightly, "I'll call Noah. You call your mom."
"Alright. Liam, you can call Mason. I can also call Kira. Der, do you want to call Peter?" Scott questions, his beta nodding in agreement.
"Y-yeah. Malia would want to know," Derek says, tears in his eyes.
"Hey, Nate," Theo says softly, "why don't you come sit with Isaac, Lydia, Jordan, and me?"
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Teen Wolf one shots (mostly angst)
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