To Be Who I Am

Someone, Save Me

The first thing Stiles notices when he wakes up is the smell of blood and the damp floor. He was no longer in his bedroom and he felt panic start to grip him as he saw steel bars blocking his exit?

He was in some sort of cell? 

The air was cold and his head ached from the hit. Someone had...kidnapped him? Why? Who? What was going on?

Stiles breaths started to become quicker as his thoughts swam around him. 

Was his Dad okay?

Was this perhaps a hostage situation, to get money from The Hale's? They were very influential, even in the government.

That did seem likely, Stiles wasn't sure any other reason why he'd be kidnapped.

His Dad and Derek must be worried sick, if they weren't caught up in his two, Stiles thought.

Despite being fairly certain that Derek had no clue about his kidnapping, Stiles couldn't help but murmurs his name like a prayer.

Derek...

Please save me.

He also silently pleaded for his Dad too investigate and find him quickly.

Is this really real life?

Have I really been kidnapped? He wondered.

Or was this all just a nightmare, he hadn't woken up from yet? But it felt so real.

Stiles knew that he couldn't delude himself, this was really happening.

What what could he do?

What did they want?

Why couldn't someone just walk in here and at least tell him why he was here?

Perhaps they got the wrong person? And if he just told them he was a nobody that they couldn't use him and they'd just let him go?

"How's it going?"

Completely unaware to anyone else close by, Stiles didn't know that the ceiling was made out of a special glass.

He could not see out of it but a number of eyes were watching him. 

"His definitely an omega, perfect for our experiments, Peter wasn't wrong" A woman hummed, answering the man, who was wearing the same white lab coat as her, looking down on Stiles curled up form.

"Are...we going to test him to see how much omega he has in him?" Another women, but older this time wondered, her voice hesitant, she was in the same white lab cloak but looked like she was trying to conceal her pity for the omega trapped before them.

She played with her hair anxiously.

The man let out a sigh and he said annoyed "And why would we do that?"

She said slowly but already feeling like she wasn't going to be listened too "The dosage..."

The younger women chuckled as she said "You haven't been here very long, have you Amanda? But I guess it's natural you would feel sympathy for him but you do realise we have hundreds like him? And likely the majority, if not all, will die for these experiments. We are testing them so we know how much serum is needed and to make sure they all react the same"

Amanda didn't reply to that, she knew she convince them but she had been told before she sighed up to help that these experiments were humane yet...clearly that wasn't the case.

Her hand clenched around her phone but she made no other moves.

After what? One hour? Two? Three? Stiles wasn't sure how long he'd been in there, he started to call out, hoping anyone would hear him.

"Is-is anyone there! I-I must be here by mistake! Please-"

"You're not here by mistake Stilinski"

Stiles jolted back as two large men, appeared from the small corridor that lead to his cell, one of them unlocked his cell, swinging the barred door open. 

His heart hammered in his chest, they knew his name? This wasn't a mistake? He looked down on the ground, sensing they both were alphas.

"I-If this is about money then-" He started to say but one of the men laughed cruelly "You won't be able to get out of this one by talking about The Hales or your father, we know who everyone is around here"

"And here is?" Stiles asked shakily. 

"Usually Omega's are too frightened to even talk, I guess we've got a fiery one here" The other man sneered.

"You want to know where you are omega? Come with us, and you'll find out but trust us, you won't like it" The second man, who had called him Stilinski said, looking like he was enjoying himself.

They didn't wait for Stiles reply and they grabbed him by both arms, one on each side of him and pulled him away from his cell and towards the door.

Stiles then realised he could hear...crying and was that screaming from behind the door? He could also smell something dark and blood curling.

Whatever was happening here, he hoped that he would get rescued soon.