A/n: Theo is portrayed as the proper bad guy in this imagine so if you aren't into that the door is over there > 

also there are a lot of pov changes in this so I'm apologizing for that in advance. 

not edited/proof read cause im laaazy. 

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Stiles woke with a gasp, eyes open wide as he stared around at the darkness before him. His head pounded, and as he attempted to bring his hand up to cup it, he realized that they were bound to what he was sitting on. 

He struggled for a moment, but he stopped still when he heard the door unlocking. It swung open, and Stiles squinted at the silhouette standing in the doorway until they reached around and flicked the light on. 

He flinched, allowing his eyes to get used to the sudden brightness before he was flicking his gaze up to focus on the person. Though, his eyebrows immediately furrowed when they landed on none other than Theo. 

He was smirking and damn it, if Stiles wasn't tied up right now he'd be slapping it right off the boys face without a second thought. 

"I suppose you're wondering what your doing here?" Theo asked, and Stiles only rolled his eyes. 

"Well it must be something stupid, since you're behind it all." 

Theo chuckled, stepping away from the doorway and locking the door shut before turning back to Stiles. "You seem to be very attached to that girlfriend of yours," He taunted, slowly shuffling around Stiles' chair. "Its (Y/n), isn't it?" 

Stiles gripped tightly to the arm rests of the chair, inhaling deeply through his nose as an attempt to keep himself calm. He wasn't going to give Theo the satisfaction of seeing him get mad. He was going to keep calm. Scott would find him, and then they will save (Y/n). 

As much as he knew that plan A never worked out, he damn hoped this one would because it was all he had going for him right now. 

"Where is she?" Stiles asked, cringing when he heard his voice crack. "What have you done to her?" 

"Oh, I haven't done anything to her," He grinned. "Yet." 

Stiles thrashed against his restraints, eyeing the boy in front of him, "Let me go!" 

Theo completely disregarded Stiles' comment, beginning to walk back toward the door of the room while tsking at him, "It sure would be a pity if something were to happen to that pretty little face of hers." 

"What the hell do you want from her? From me?" 

"Its quite simple," Theo turned around to face Stiles, "I want your pack. I want Scott McCall. I'm going to use her as a way to get you to convince Scott to join my pack. After all, he's built himself up to be this great hero, so surely he wouldn't let two of his own to get hurt. He'll show up eventually to save the two of you, and then he won't have any other choice but to join me." 

"He'd never join you." Stiles spat, and Theo only laughed at him. He shut the lights off, dousing Stiles and the room in complete darkness before slamming the door shut. 

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"Help!" You cried out, banging your chain restraints against the pipe you were fastened to. "Is there anyone there? Help!" 

You let out a huff at the lack of reply, slumping against the wall in defeat. You'd woken up in the dimly lit and damp room, and you couldn't recall as to how you had gotten there. One moment you were happily walking home from Stiles' house and the next, you'd woken up in a room that looked oddly like an old-fashioned surgery room right out of a horror movie. 

Large tubes with person-like things submerged in God knows what surrounded you, an old metal table sat right in the middle of it all. 

Suddenly, you could hear a door being pulled open, and you swung your head around to face the noise. Theo shuffled into the room, and your stomach dropped. Stiles had told you to avoid him at all costs, told you that he didn't trust him. You didn't know completely as to why your boyfriend had such a distaste for the boy, he refused to say anything but that he was no good, but it would seem that right now you might get to figure out why. 

"Oh good, you're awake." 

The boy walked over to where you were sitting,  crouching down in front of you and bringing a hand to swipe over your cheek. You flinched at the contact, pulling your head away from his touch while eyeing the boy. 

He chuckled, returning to his feet and turning away from you. He shuffled over to the metal table, clicking his tongue as his hand ghosted over items that were placed on there.  He eventually settled on one, bringing his hand to pick it up. 

Your eyes widened when you caught sight of the object; a large-scale needle, it would seem, filled with a bight yellow liquid. Theo turned back around to face you, kneeling back down in front of you and bringing the needle between the two of you.  

"This may hurt," He smirked. "So try not to squirm too much." 

Your heart race picked up, body tensing when Theo grasped at the hair on the back of your head into his fist. He titled your head to the side, brining the needle up to your now exposed neck. You began to scream, fight against his hold, but it was no use. He'd already pierced your skin, pushing the end of the needle into your neck and injecting you with its contents. 

Your screams died down, body beginning to grow weak and numb as each second passed. Your vision began to grow hazy, then before you knew it you were leaning heavily against the wall you were chained to as everything went black. 

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Stiles' attention was caught by the sound of the door handle being fiddled with, but something felt different. It didn't seem as though it was Theo retuning this time. He had a key to the room. It shouldn't be sounding like he was struggling to get in. 

He could see the knob being turned, rattled and hit and then eventually it all stopped. Everything went quiet, though suddenly the door was being kicked open. Scott came tumbling in, Liam shuffling close behind him, and Stiles thinks he's never been more happy to see his two friends. 

He slumped down in the chair, letting out a sigh of relief as Scott rushed over to him. 

"Are you okay?" Scott asked, snapping the tape securing him. "Did he hurt you?" 

"I'm okay," Stiles gasped, rubbing at his now-free wrists. "But (Y/n)... He's got (Y/n)." 

Before Scott could react, Liam was speaking up, "Someone's coming!" 

Stiles stood immediately, standing his ground safely behind Scott and Liam. Not even a heart beat later Theo was walking into the room, but what caught Stiles' attention was (Y/n) lying limply in his arms. 

He stopped by the door, chuckling half-heartedly at the scene in front of him, "I figured I might find the two of you here. No matter, this makes my job a whole lot easier." 

"What have you done to her!?" Stiles pushed past his two friends, seething with anger. 

"Just a little something I threw together," Theo explained, "Nothing to worry about. She'll wake up eventually." 

Stiles went to take a step closer to Theo, ready to to what ever he had to to get his girlfriend out of his arms, though Theo immediately brought out his claws on one hand and held them to her neck, causing Stiles to stop in his tracks. 

"Take one step closer and she's dead." 

"What do you want?" Scott spoke up now, moving to where Stiles was and standing beside him. 

"I want you," Theo answered, swiftly moving so he could place (Y/n) onto the ground, sitting her against the wall and eyeing Stiles warily before returning his gaze to Scott. "I want you and your pack." 

"Theo, there has to be another way-" 

Suddenly, (Y/n) began to let out a groan. Everyone's attention locked on the girl, and Stiles was about to run to her when Theo got in the way. He picked her up, and she gasped at the sudden jolt in her wary state, teetering on her feet for a moment before Theo's grip held her up. He brought her to his chest, and her now wide and scared eyes locked with Stiles' as Theo brought his claws to her neck again, "Its either you join my pack or she dies. Its your pick." 

"Stiles." (Y/n) gasped out, tears welling in her eyes as she gripped helplessly onto Theo's arm in terror. His claws pressed harder into her neck, making her seize up. 

"Surely we can some to some sort of agreement." Scott reasoned. 

"You're too good for your own good, McCall," Theo sighed. "There's no reasoning. Its either you and your pack, or the girl." 

Scott and Theo began to shout retaliations back and forth between themselves, Liam standing helplessly behind it all and Stiles and growing fed up as each second passed. His heart ached seeing (Y/n) standing there, and then he realized that he was just standing there, doing absolutely nothing to help get her out of said situation. 

Caught up in the moment, he suddenly launched himself at Theo and his girlfriend. 

Everything was a complete blur; Scott was trying to pull him back, Theo was stepping away and all of a sudden there was a piercing scream echoing throughout the room. Stiles snapped out of his daze, catching sight of (Y/n)'s body falling from Theo's arms, collapsing to the ground as blood poured from her neck. 

"No," 

He rushed to her side, falling to his knees beside her and bringing her body to his arms. His shaking hands came to cup the wound, watching as her blood coated them and the floor. Her tear filled eyes locked with his, lungs gasping for air they weren't receiving. 

Scott and Liam were battling with Theo behind them, but Stiles couldn't focus on anything but the blood seeping through the spaces of his fingers. There was so much of it. 

Her body was weakening, she was dying, and there wasn't anything he could do about it. This whole thing was his fault. If only he'd just kept himself calm. 

Plan A never worked... 

Stiles was suddenly being pulled away from her body, falling back into Liam's arms as Scott replaced his spot. He caught sight of Theo lying motionless across the room, but Scott's voice caught his attention. 

"I can give her the bite," Scott rushed out, hand holding the wound on her neck as he looked desperately back at Stiles. "Stiles, she's still strong enough for this to work but I need you to give me the OK." 

It took him a moment, but Stiles eventually started nodding in Scott's direction, "Y-Yeah, do it." 

Scott was nodding back at him and then Stiles sat back and watched with worried eyes as Scott bent down and sunk his teeth into her forearm. The world seemed to slow down, and Stiles swears there was a brief moment where he thinks (Y/n)'s heart had stopped beating as everything seemed to grow quiet but not even a second later she was sitting upright, gasping out. 

Stiles let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding, rushing over to bring her into a gentle embrace. She hugged back, wincing slightly as pressure was applied to the wound still healing on her neck.

"W-What happened?" She asked, pulling away from Stiles but not letting go completely, instead leaning comfortingly against his hold. 

"You're one of us now," Scott answered, smiling gently. "Welcome to the pack." 

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A/n: Hi hi! As I am leaving for my holiday to Thailand on Saturday I'm not going to have the time to write any updates sooo I thought it might be a good idea to write up some requests for first five of you  who comment: 

- Your name. 
- What boy you want it with. 
- What you want to happen (If you don't provide me with this part I will just skip your request!!) 

The first one will be published on Friday and I'll just randomly post the last 4 while I'm over there to keep the book active! 

Hope you guys are having a good day/night and I'll see you again on Friday xx