Curse You Brain! [Oos Post]
The room is vast, with what seems like a four-times king-sized bed situated along the far east wall. It’s clear there are two people, maybe wolves as well, already asleep among the navy sheets. Stiles can do little but gape at the luxury the room possesses. He’s startled by a low growl, hands raising as the girl leading him, Claudia, rolls her eyes.
"Derek, chill. He’s one of ours now. Orders from up top." She shoves at Stiles’ shoulder before going to the ice chest and pulling out a bottle of water. She motions her head to the couch beside her, and Stiles reluctantly moves toward it as the werewolf girl moved to the large bed.
Stiles bites his lip, unsure of what to expect of this “Derek” person. He finds a man of about twenty-six sitting on the floor, head reclined on the cushion, and he glances over as a smack is heard to find Claudia murmuring in a playful and annoyed tone at one of the figures in the massive bed. When the silent figure in front of him suddenly speaks, Stiles is almost a million percent certain he should have wet his pants.
"You’re human." Is all that the man - Derek, Stiles reminds himself - says.
The teen nods. “Yeah, so I don’t really know why I’m here.”
Derek’s eyes open as his head moves to an upright position, seering red flashing through gorgeous grey eyes. “Do you really think you’re the first human here?” He asks. He scoffs and moves to stand, rolling his shoulders. “These bastards don’t see race. They see dollar signs. Get used to the idea that you’re nothing but a slave now.” That said, the man moves to the bed and tucks in with the others, leaving a confused and shaken Stiles to his own thoughts.
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So, the point of this is Stiles and Scott were captured and sold into the black market. Stiles has lost Scott in transport and finds he has been given to the Hale pack, and Claudia, a beta of said pack, is ordered to show him around, get him to the room, etc. Maybe a fanfic, maybe a drabble….I dunno.