The Hunter (A Teen Wolf Stiles AU)

Chapter 14

Isaac

Again. Again I am being held captive by Stiles, or Theron. I looked around and found myself in a windowless room, with the walls a faded grey, and vines going up and down and all around the room. My hands were held by a chain that originated from the ceiling, but thankfully the chain was low enough to let my feet reach the floor.

It amazed me at how easy it would be to escape. Wasn't Theron supposed to be good at capturing werewolf's ? Why did he capture me again? And why did he make it easy for me to escape.

All those questions flew through my mind, as the door swung open and Theron walked in.

"You snore." He said, as he pulled up a chair and faced it at me before sitting down with his legs on either side of the chair.

I glared at him, "Why am I here?" I asked.

"I need your help." He replied, staring down at the floor momentarily before meeting my gaze.

"So you decided to kidnap me...again. Ever heard of asking." I yelled.

He glared at me, and starred at the floor again. I sighed feeling sympathy for him.

"For what did you need my help for?" I asked.

"Your friend the alpha...he kept on saying a name...calling me a name.Why?" He asked, meeting my eyes. His eyes held
so much curiosity.

I starred at him. Was he Stiles? If he was why didn't he remember anything.

"Stiles. He kept on calling you Stiles."I said

"Why?" He asked

"First, why don't you tell me where Ethan is."I said.

"oh...him. Um....I don't know." He said shrugging.

"What do you mean you don't know! You have to know." I exclaimed

"Well I don't. Honestly I think he's dead. You remember what I said about my sword." He asked

I nodded. "Yea, well I wasn't lying. So theres a pretty good chance he's dead." Theron said.

"So there's no way we can heal him." I said

"I don't think so, I don't know. I'm trained to kill your kind not help them." He said, shaking his head.

"So you think he's dead?"

"Probably." He said. "The longest I've seen someone survive my blade was for 36 hrs. And you'd have to be a pretty strong werewolf to do it."

I sighed Ethan was most likely dead, and if he was I'm 100% sure Aiden won't be so keen on befriending Stiles.

"Why are you doing this?" I asked

He scrunched his eyes in confusion. "What?"

"I mean we used to be your friends."

"No! Why does everyone keep on saying that!" Theron exclaimed, throwing the chair to the rooms corner.

"So you never had any friends!" I yelled

"No! I've never had any friends." Theron said.

"What about your parents." I asked

"My dad died fighting your kind, and my mother died during birth." He said.

'That's a lie Stiles. Can't you remember." I said." Your dad is this towns sheriff. Your mother died from dementia when you were young. Scott, and his pack were your friends. "

"No! Why can't I remember them then!" He exclaimed.

"What do you remember. Theron if you can tell me one of your childhood memories, I won't ever believe your Stiles again." I said.

"I....." He trailed off, his face was distant,and unreadable.

"You don't remember any do you?" I asked.

He shook his head. He looked so conflicted.

"So I used to know you?" He asked. I think he's finally accepting the truth.

"Yeah. We used to be friends. Scott used to be your best friend." I said.

"What happened?" He asked

"You died, or so we thought. We thought Gerard had killed you." I said.

"Gerard is my uncle." Theron said defensively.

"No he's Allison's grandpa, and a phsyco. " I said.

"How do I know that your telling me the truth." He said.

"Let me go, and we can talk to my pack." I said." Allison was making a dna test for you and the sheriff. It must be done by now."

"You do know you can break out of here easily right?" He said.

"You meant to make it this easy?" I asked

"Yeah. I'm not that stupid." He said.

And with that a million memories flashed through my head of all the times he had been stupid. "So..will you talk to my pack?" I asked.

He hesitated, "Fine. But if I see one claw I'll disappear."

"Great, now can you let me go." I said.

He snapped his fingers, and a shadow appeared. I flinched, and I swear I heard Stiles suppress a chuckle. The shadow moved closer to me and with a sword cut off the chain holding me up. Once my feet touched the ground the shadow moved to stand behind Stiles.

"What is that!" I exclaimed.

"It's an oni. He's one of my soldiers." He said, then snapped his fingers again and the figure disappeared.

"Keep him away." I said

"Why does he scare you." He said, making a face that reminded me of Stiles. Thats when I realized that even if he wasn't Stiles I wasn't going to leave him. I was going to save him from Gerard

I brushed off some leaves, and mud from my coat that I probably got when Theron kidnapped me. And made my way to the door.

And side by side Stiles and I started walking.
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I feel like this is a short chapter ,and I'm sorry for that. My computer has been acting crazy, but it's fixed now so updates should be more frequent. Thanks for reading!