Sterek: Love Kills

Chapter Seven

"Stiles, ey?" she repeated, putting his name to memory.

"So.. Um, why are you all here?" Scott then asked to break the awkward tension.

Allison suddenly looked scared and seemed not to want to stay in the room. After hearing her heart beat go faster, Scott got worried too.

"We found the wolf that you and Allison chased before." Allison's dad said. "It was in the forest all along," he continued.

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO HIM?" Stiles panicked.

"How did you know the wolf was male?" Kate asked and smiled in the most of evil way.

"I just assumed..." Stiles lied.

"Anyways, we have it in our basement and if you Scott, would like to kill it, that'd be great." Kate turned to face Scott. "It would show us just about how much we can trust you in our little family, Can you depend on Scott? Is he loyal?"

"It's enough, Kate," Chris, Allison's dad, said.

"I'll tell you Scott. That wolf was a determined one--just wouldn't die!" she said and glanced to Stiles. "But you can help us, right?" she gave Scott a meaningful look, as if this was sink or swim.

"Uh, Allison said something about a code or something? That the wolf has to harm or kill someone before you do?" Scott mumbled, feeling Allison's heart rate run quicker and quicker each minute.

"That does not apply to this one. I know him, personally," Kate grinned.

"I can kill it!" Stiles suddenly spat out.

"You?" Kate and Scott quesitoned simultaneously.

"Yes..." Stiles said. "Is that a problem?"

Kate and the rest of the Argents glanced at Scott.

"No, not for me," Scott then qucikly said.

"Let's go then," Kate said, still grinning.

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"And where are you going, young man? Scott's mom said as the five were on their way.

"Out?" Scott answered plainly.

"Really? I thought you were going to stay inside," his mom said and Stiles almost smiled.

"Scott forgot his books at my place. He's just going to get them so he won't have to worry at school," Allison lied.

"Oh, that's terrific! Especially, since you told me you've been studying with Stiles.."

"Oh, um, we shared books," Stiles said.

"Okay... Go ahead, then," his mom finally said and let Scott leave the house, still she suspected something was up.

Scott smiled to his mom and opened the outdoor, quickly walking away with the rest.

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The Argent's walked ahead. Finally, Stiles and Scott were able to talk privately.

"What the hell!" Scott sounded furious. "Do you even have a plan?"

Stiles didn't answer at first..

"No," he then admitted.

Scott ran his fingers through his hair nervously and repeatedly.

You are on your way to the Argent's basement where Derek is tied up. You are supposed to kill him.. And you don't have a plan!" he took a breath. "You don't have a plan," he repeated.

"We'll see what happens..." Stiles scratched his head.

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In the basement, Derek stood tied up and chained. He wasn't able to move at all. He struggled and fought and fiddled but he was not able to get out. As Stiles took a glance at him, he felt the frustration hitting him as if he was Derek himself. He felt guilty as he watched Derek almost getting strangled by the chains around his neck. Stiles coughed quietly so Derek would see him and still acknowledge the fact that he wasn't just to call out his name or anything. Just when they both looked each other in the eyes, caught each other's eyes--he got a shock. They were torturing him.

"Stop!" Stiles squeaked.

The Argent's and Scott turned. Kate frowned.

"Maybe the boy needs some time. It's your first time dealing with a werewolf, accurate?" Allison's dad, Chris, asked.

"Accurate." Stiles nodded, trying to look and sound as believeable as possible. "I'm horrified.." he added and almost cringed right after that. "I'm--"

"We get it," Stiles cut him off.

"I'm thristy and will go up for a glass to drink. Hope you teenagers are.. trustworthy," Allison's dad said and directed his eyes to Scott, then he headed up with his sister for a drink.

"Sure," Scott said.