A Fighting Chance ; teen wolf ; jp

5

Anelia Stilinski

Freezing water was splashed on me, and I cringed as I felt the electricity surge harder. Seeing as they still had electrical wires taped to me and my sides, something they had creatively thought of some time ago. "Get up. We need you to film a final bye video to your precious America and  it's soldiers. It's obvious you won't give any information that we need or want." He seethed at me. 

"Well, how long did it take you to find that out ,genius." I asked with as much sarcasm as I could muster in my weak body. He cut my cheek with a knife, but I still refused to scream. I don't show them my pain. When he finished he ripped off the wires and I relaxed a little as the pain was lessened.

I heard a noise from in front of me, but I didn't bring my head up to check what it was. I was too weak to. I was still chained up, and my hair was still in a ponytail, but now it was damp from my continuous sweating and having freezing water poured or thrown on me. "Hello, everybody. I will not say my name, but what you will get to know, is that we have your precious soldier, Anelia. She will not tell us the information that we need. And because of that, we no longer have a use for her. We think that a goodbye to you is the least you deserve. Even though you and her are scum, I will not deny she is a strong soldier." He said, but it was slightly muffled due to the wrap he put over his mouth to hide his identity, but it was still clear nonetheless. 

I felt my legs get unchained, then my arms, and I fell, due to not walking for over 3 weeks. My arms were shaky as I tried to lift myself up, but I ended up being lifted to my knees by the collar of my shirt. I lifted my head up and looked up, ending up directly face to face with the lens of a camera. I blinked at it slowly, still processing the situation. I felt the barrel of a gun pointed at my head. 

"Speak." He commanded. I coughed up a little blood, the substance dribbling down my chin. I take the blood that had collected in my mouth and make an effort to spit it out. 

"Maybe you should learn how to treat a lady. Say please once or twice and be polite, and you might get a better reaction a few times." I tell him and I get punched in the head. "Bitch." I swore lowly. He presses the barrel against my temple harder. "Alright!" I shout. "Alright, I'm going." I stare into the lens. 

"Well, they're asking me to make a goodbye video, even though I see it as completely unnecessary, seeing as I'll escape. Dad, Stiles, I'll be home after this. And I'll make my pasta that you both love, and Stiles, I'll bake you those cupcakes that  you said only taste good because I made them. Melissa, Scott, we'll invite you over and after dinner Scott and Stiles will escape upstairs to play video games. When we hear their overly loud t.v upstairs I'll be playing with Melissa's hair while you and my dad argue over what movie to watch.

When you stay over too late and I insist that you sleep in my room while I take the couch and Scott and Stiles share his room, I'll plan breakfast for the next day. I promise we'll do it all when I come back. I love you all. I'll see you soon. I'll see you all real soon." I finished and then a bang went off. 

Stiles Stilinski

It's been 3 weeks. 3 weeks since my sister has been taken. A few days after General Wilson came we turned on the news and the story had been blasted. General Anelia Leto. They wouldn't say her last name. It just wasn't fair. We just got through the nogitsune crap and now this. No one knows she's missing. I didn't tell them. Scott and Melissa haven't watched the news recently. 

Right now, were in homeroom. Me, Malia, Scott, Kira, and Lydia. We were watching the school news online like everyone else, when a flashing broke out on the screen. 'BREAKING NEWS' It read. I already knew this wouldn't be good, and my stomach dropped, dread filling the now empty void.