Derek is seriously getting sick of all of this. Sure the first couple of times the adrenaline felt good and not knowing what was going to happen excited him but now he just wants to live a normalish life.
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He had woken up a few hours ago, his body so weak he could barely move his body, his body felt heavy and his vision was blurry. He was laying down on something cold and hard. He tried to lift up his head but couldn't find the energy to do so, so instead he just let his head fall sideways. In front of him he saw that there were a couple of other tables with restrains on them.
There were chains and handcuffs connected to the walls and even more chains falling from the ceiling. He could here movement above him so he guessed he was in some kind of basement.
On the table closest to him there was a long row of all kinds of torturing objects. They looked clean and unused. He that there were some taser guns on the table and he shivered as he remembered back when Kate had tortured him.
You would think that the room would look like they do in the movies. The walls would have cracks and blood stains on them. The air would probably be chilly and he would have had smelled death in the air. The lights would be flickering. But the thing was that he saw none of that in front of him. Instead he saw that the room was a deep dark blue, the floor was tiled and there were no blood stains or any other mysterious stains on them. And instead of smelling dead flesh and blood he could smell something sweet. Now that he paid attention he could hear somebody cooking, it smelled like somebody was baking chocolate cookies. And all of these details somehow disturbed him more than if the room actually looked like a cliché movie because it was wrong to think of a kidnapper that had a torture room in their basement could belong to someone doing things that were so normal.
Why? he thought, why is it that he can never get a break? It's almost as if the whole universe is against him. I mean he deserves nice things sometimes right? Sure, he isn't the nicest person out there but he's also nowhere near as bad as some of the people he's met.
Seconds turns to minutes and minutes turns to hours. In the few hours he's been held captive he's only heard one person above him but he can smell a couple of them in the room that he's in. Derek can feels his eyes start to droop from sleepiness but he tries to fight it. He can't go to sleep now. What if somebody comes while he falls asleep? His eyes close for a second and he almost gives in before forcing himself to open them again. Digging his claws into his leg he's able to use the pain to distract his mind from the thoughts asleep but soon after exhaustion beats him he's pulled into a deep well needed sleep.
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The second time Derek wakes up something feels different. He blinks a couple times but it only make his head hurt. His body feels strange, almost as if he was floating in a cloud. Maybe they drugged me he thinks, it wouldn't be the first time and with his luck it probably won't be the last. He almost falls asleep again when he notices that he's not alone anymore. Keeping his eyes closed he tries to listen to what's going on around him. There's at least two different persons in the room with him, he can hear them talking a language that he's never head before.
'Stiles would probably know what language it is' he thinks. Stiles, the beautiful boy would have had used his non stop rambling as a distraction while he though of a solution and came up with a plan to get them out of there. Right after thinking this Derek wants to laugh at himself because even when he's in danger all be can think about is Stiles.
He focuses back at the conversation between the woman and the man trying to see if he hears anything that might explain why they kidnapped him.They keep on talking and talking and right before he decides to block them out he hears something that catches his attention.
"Adonde esta La Loba?" The woman asks then man.
'Where is the she wolf' he translates wondering if this has something to do with why they captured him.
What she wolf? Cora? could it be that they're looking for his sister. He starts to freak out because there is no way he's going to let them hurt his baby sister.
Not a second later after he thinks this he feels as if his whole body is on fire. He can feel electricity running through his body. He smells his own body burning and lets out a scream that leaves his ears ringing after he's done.
Somebody grabs his hair and pulls back hard making his head fall back. He tries to breath normally and opens his eyes, his body still spazzing from the after shock. In front of him is an elderly lady, her brown hair is up in a bun and he can smell the sweets on her meaning she's the one that's been in the house. She looks like she could be somebody's grandma, just another face in the crowd.
"Wakey wakey Lobo." Her Spanish accent making it hard to understand her. "It's time to play." She finishes a wide smile on her face as she electrocutes him again and again until he finally blacks out.
(A/N)
~okay so the last part is kinda like the beginning of 3b when Derek and Peter are being tortured.
Sorry it's not that long but I have family over since it's my birthday and my mom's making me hang out with them. D:
But anyways we'll find out a little bit more about Stiles mom on the next chapter. :O and about Selkies.