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Stiles ribs twinge in pain where Gerard is kicking him. Allison is standing behind Erica forcing her and Boyd to watch with a wolfspane coated knife to her neck. "Keep your eyes on him or I slit her throat," she says with a manic grin. Gerard hadn't given her permission for physical torture them yet so she was doing her best to do so mentally. It wasn't as rewarding as seeing them bleed but it was still pleasing to watch the pain and fear in their eyes while tears poured down their faces. The wolves flinch when a particularly hard kick causes him to whimper in pain making Allison coo.

Before anything else can happen a hunter opens the door and comes down the stairs with Chris. Just as Chris is about to start demanding answers about the three children being tortured in his basement the other hunter says, "It's time."

Gerard straightens up and Allison moves to stand at his side. "Very well then. Christopher tie up mister Stilinski here and then meet us at this address. Hank stay here with the other two to guard our guest," he demanded.

Chris seemed frozen for a moment before he silently moved to get a chair and some rope. While he was doing this Hank followed Gerard and Allison up the stairs. He might not agree with what his father has been doing but he could at least use it to his advantage and finally test Stiles. He carefully dragged the boy up and pushed him into the chair before binding him to it with the rope. After making sure Stiles is secure he makes his way out of the house to wait by the car.

Stiles catches his breath while he waits for all of the hunters to leave the basement. Once he is sure everyone is gone after Chris leaves he takes a breath and starts working on slipping from the rope tying his wrist and hand together. It takes a longer time to get them free than he can spare but he'll make it work. As soon as the rope slips past his fingertips he gets to work on undoing the knots around his ankles. This at least goes by faster allowing him to calm down and start planning.

Okay first things first he thinks to himself. He makes his way to the machine being used to pump electricity into Erica and Boyd before shutting it off. Once he has that handled he approaches them slowly and carefully removes their gags. "What happened?"

"We were leaving Beacon Hills in search of a new pack when the hunters caught us and Allison shot us full of arrows. We've been here ever since," Boyd informed him. Stiles rubbed his hand down his face with an aggravated sigh then went to work on releasing Erica from her own binds.

"Well that was fucking dumb of you. You should have at least made sure there was a pack that wanted to take you in before deciding to leave and from what I know not many would take in wolves who abandoned their pack."

Erica looks at him scathingly and says, "What do you know? You're just a human Stiles. Besides we weren't abandoning our pack since we were barely a pack anyway. All Derek did was bring us into a war that we had nothing to do with."

Stiles watches them before letting it go. They aren't going to listen to anything he says so why bother trying. He finally frees Erica who unsheaths her claws and cuts Boyd down.

With that taken care of he needs to find a way to defend himself. Thankfully the Argent basement is full of weapons. While the two werewolves hug and have a hushed conversation he looks over the variety of guns, bows, and knives. Stiles is grateful that he at least knows how to use some of these weapons. After some careful consideration he picks up a gun, a knife, a holster for the gun, some extra ammunition, and a sheath for the knife. He checks over his weapons before affixing the holster to his hip and placing the gun in it. He qiuckly does the same for the sheath on the opposite side.

"I need you to listen and tell me how many people are in the house and where they're at," Stiles instructs.

The wolves both tilt their head and listen for a moment. Finally Boyd says, "There are three hunters in the house. One is close by probably by the door but the other two are further away."

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