[ooc: Feels are go? Yes? Okay.] Prompt: Gerard, fed up with Allison's allegiance with the werewolves, sends a team to capture the only human that he knows is on their side -- Stiles. Allison is forced to sit and watch Gerard torture and possibly kill Stiles, teaching her a lesson that he thinks is necessary in her training.
Allison was close to being sick. Currently, Gerard had her head held firmly between his hands and was forcing her to watch Stiles being beat to a pulp. He’d told her not to cry, not to show any emotion. All because she didn’t want to follow his sadistic rules and codes. If the wolves were no threat to them then surely they should help them? He’d also told her to keep her mouth shut.
Breathing in deep breaths through her nose and out through her mouth, Allison tried to calm herself down and keep herself from breaking. This was so wrong and what if Gerard killed him. No, enough was enough. Allison could deal with it any more. She fisted her hands and then leapt from the seat and elbowed her grandfather in his stomach and she heard the air leave him as he crumpled to the floor.
"Stop! You’re going to kill him!" The man doing a number on Stiles seemed so shocked that she’d done that to her grandfather that it gave her time to land a kick on him. She knelt down by the chair that Stiles was tied to and tried to work at undoing the ties. Tears streamed freely down her cheeks now and she let out a frustrated scream when she couldn’t loosen them.
Allison knelt up and carefully lifted Stiles’s head, placing both hands on his face as she looked at him, “Hey….look….you’re fine, you’re going to be fine Stiles.” She sobbed as all she got out of him was a groan and she turned her head, glaring at her grandfather. “Let him go! He didn’t do anything! You’re killing him!”