(The Pieces of My Heart) They Lye Shattered on the Ground

The Alphas only tortured them during the day. They would wake the three of them up sometime during midday, always, and left during the sunset. On the nights of the full moon, though, they would stay until dawn. Those were the worst.

Stiles had given up counting after two weeks. He gave up everything, to be honest. He stopped screaming and crying, he stopped trying to fight back. He stopped hoping, believing in a greater good. The first day of the third week the twins were over joyed to know they didn't have to tie him up when they wanted to play with him. He'd just lie there. Erica cried for the first time that day.

Erica never gave up, though. Everytime they opened the door she used her foot to scratch a mark into the wall. She'd scream and kick and fight each time they touched her, that was why Ennis like her the best. He would laugh when she missed, cackled when she didn't. Her chains would rattle, the sound echoing with the crack of the whip.

Boyd was silent. Always. He would just squeeze his eyes closed. He never cried either, though, on that day he did.

Ennis was being extra rough that day, which was saying a lot. The sound of the cracking whip echoed so loudly though the room, even Deucalian flinched. He would whip her until the pain caused her to fall unconscious and then, with a hunters taser, he would shock her awake. He hit the most sensitive parts of her body - nipples, back of the knees, nape of the neck, between the legs. Stiles screamed on that day.

"You bastard!" he screamed his lungs raw. "I hope I get to see the day someone rips your head off." he kicked and yelled and yanked at his chains. "I hope you burn in hell!" 

"Stiles." Boyd scolded weakly. The tears dripped off his chin, as he was unable to wipe them away.

Ennis stopped momentarily, turning to him with a smile. "Oh, I will. I'll be sitting right next to this whore." 

Stiles screamed, he kicked at Ethan, who was trying to carve an 'A' into him. "I'll fucking kill all of you myself." he growled.

"Will you?" Aiden laughed.

"I'll slice your throats open and watch you bleed." he whispered. "I'll stuff every type of wolfsbane into the wound, and wrap it in mistletoe bark. I swear to god all mighty." he yanked at his chains again. "You'll regret this."

Ennis chuckled, cracking the whip across Erica's throat. Her body shook with a tremor Stiles could only guess was a seizure. This made Ennis laugh louder. The wounds were healing slowly and Stiles knew that if this kept up she would die. Stiles refused to let her die in this room.

He yanked at the chains, screaming. The room went silent when the chains cracked, dropping Stiles to the ground. Not even Boyd was able to do that.

Ethan had stepped away from him, giving him plenty of room to stand. His legs shook with the weakness of not using them for the last months. He glared at Ennis, who stared at him.

"How did you -" Stiles tackled him, screaming. He punched and yanked and kicked even after Ennis' body went still. He crawled off of him, wiping the blood off on his teared pants.

"What are you?" Deucalian whispered. Stiles turned to him. It took him only two strides to reach the shock ridden wolf.

"I don't know." he whispered against his face. "What I do know is what you are. My bitch."

He grabbed Deucalian's head, smashing it against the near by wall. This seemed to shake everyone out of shock. Kali charged at him, roaring. He held his hand out, catching her by her throat. Stiles tossed her across the room with ease. Ethan and Aiden, in their combined form, plundered toward him, but Stiles simply stared at them causing them to stop. Stiles glared.