Stiles Stilinski-Gilbert

Chapter 27

Stiles wakes abruptly when he feels himself get dropped rather unceremoniously on a hard surface. His back and neck and well, his everything hurts. But most importantly his head is killing him which explains the wince when he hears his sister yell.

"Hey! Be careful with him!"

No one says anything back, but Stiles hears footsteps moving away from him and towards where he heard Elena's voice. He turns his head towards the sound and opens his eyes to see his sister on a sofa and a man walking menacingly towards her.

"What do you want?" Elena asks, sounding far more scared than she did previously.

"Shh." The man hushes her as he continues to walk forwards.

"Please, we're hurt." Elena pleads.

"I know. Just a taste." The man starts leaning forwards towards Elena's neck.

"No, stop." Stiles moans quietly.

He can't find the power to put anything behind the command with his head banging like it is.

Stiles has to turn his head away as Elena screams.

"Trevor!" Stiles turns his head back towards Elena as a woman enters the room and yells. "Control yourself."

The man...Trevor pulls back, away from Elena before turning to look at the woman.

"Buzzkill." Trevor huffs, he goes to walk away but the woman stops him.

"Who's that?" Stiles sits up slowly and looks at the two vampires to find the short haired woman pointing at him.

"Not sure, collateral damage?" Trevor answers before walking out of the room.

"He's, my brother!" Elena snaps causing Stiles to wince for more reasons than just her volume.

"Oh, good. So, it will be useful for more than just a snack." The woman states. "God, you look just like her."

"Great, more Katherine bullshit." Stiles groans as he brings his head into his hands.

"I see you've met the woman." The vampire smirks.

"Unfortunately." Stiles answers.

"I'm not Katherine. Look whatever you..." Elena starts.

"Be quiet!" The woman snaps.

"My name is Elena Gilbert; you don't have to do this." Elena continues.

"I know who you are, I said be quiet." The vampire repeats.

"What do you want?" Elena asks.

Before Stiles has the chance to comprehend what's happening, Elena is on the sofa unconscious, and the vampire is shaking her hand out slightly.

"I want you to be quiet." The woman huffs.

Her shoulders seem to slump slightly before she seems to remember his existence and turns to look at him.

"Are you going to be trouble? Because we only need her alive, so I highly suggest you be good and not piss us off or your breathing status may change." The woman tells him.

"Not a problem." Stiles tells her quietly, thumbs rubbing at his temples.

The woman walks briskly out of the room and Stiles slowly and steadily crawls on the floor until he is at the sofa which he then sits down on. A feeling of dread and horror overtakes him. This isn't like when Anna kidnapped him and Elena, when she needed them both alive. Stiles' life here is unnecessary for their needs and they could kill him at any time.