The calm before the storm

Skyler stared silently at Xander, totally uninterested in anything he had to say, after all he knew what he was here for.

At first Skyler was disappointed and felt betrayed by his brother's actions and tried to talk some sense into him. but after being in chains and in constant torture for almost 2 years. Skyler had given up on him and his love for Xander had gone sour instead.

A smirk appeared on Xander's lips, as a result of seeing Skyler in chains.

First he sent his fist across Skyler's jaw, intending to cause pain. but Skyler's nonchalance agitated him even more and then he continued to send punches and kicks at Skyler until he was exhausted.

Skyler took those punches without making a sound, he wasn't going to give Xander the satisfaction of hearing him wince in pain.

"Someone is acting all strong and mighty," Xander scoffed.

"But you and I know, you're nothing but a weakling. Wait till I get the alpha title and everything I deserve, then I will surely grant you death" Xander spat, before walking away and leaving the chained Skyler all by himself.

Along the way he stumbled on Emmet who was busy barking orders at the other rogues. After sending the rogues away he walked to where Xander was standing.

"What's the problem?" he asked.

"How often does he get his dose of silver?' Xander questioned.

"Twice a week," Emmet replied and Xander hissed.

"Double the dosage, I want him to be a lot weaker" Xander said through gritted teeth before pushing past Emmet.

Emmet stared at his retreating figure with annoyance. He had the impulse to beat the arrogance out of Xander but he knew making the wrong move would cause trouble for him and the other rogues.

Emmet beckoned at the red-haired rogue who had returned to his usual standing position after being slammed against the wall by Xander.

He walked to where Emmet was standing and slightly gave a stiff bow.

"Increase the dosage of silver and reduce the quantity of meals you give to the prisoner" He ordered, and the boy nodded and made an attempt to walk away when he was held in place by Emmet.

"I'm not done talking to you. you piece of trash" Emmet shouted.

``The next time you do something like this, I will kill you and then beat the shit out of your worthless sister" Emmet said as he pressed down on the boy's neck, restricting his air flow.

"Are we clear? He questioned.

Seeing how quickly the boy nodded, Emmet let go of him before walking away.

The redhead continued to gasp for air, anger and helplessness was evident in his expression. He hated being weak and pitiful but there was nothing he could do for now. He was a dirty rogue after all.

After gaining back his strength, he went about his duty which involved sending meals and silver dosage to the prisoner. Silver is a liquid that weakens werewolves once it's injected into their system.

The redhead carried a tray that contained a syringe filled with silver and a plate of mashed potatoes as he headed to where the prisoner was.

He unlocked the prison entrance before walking inside the room.

Skyler raised his head and stared straight at the redhead.

"You look terrible," he said in a hoarse whisper earning him a glare from the redhead.

"Help me get out of here and I can help you," Skyler said.

"And why will I do that?" Questioned the redhead.

"Judging from the bruises on you and how unhappy you look, anyone could tell you are being mistreated here" he said and the rogue paled.

"Help me get out of here, and I will accept you into my pack, you can live a better life away from here and away from rogue troubles". Skyler said, trying his best to convince the redhead. Knowing the boy was his only way out from this hole he was currently held in.

The boy brought his lips into a thin line before shaking his head.

"I can't help you," he replied. And he went ahead to pierce the syringe into Skyler's shoulder and injected the liquid into his system.

He walked out of the room, leaving the weakened Skyler behind. He made his way out and away from the tunnel. His duty for the night was over. He walked further away from the tunnel until he reached the place where the rogue's reside.

He was making his way to the dilapidated hut where he and his older sister lived when he heard an ear piercing scream. He rushed inside only to see Emmet sexually abusing his sister in the presence of two other werewolves who was standing and watching the scene with a smirk on their face.

He gritted his teeth in anger and rushed forward to stop Emmet, but he was held back by the two werewolves, he struggled to get away but he was no match for their strength. He had no choice but to watch the ugly scene unfold before him. His heart ached for his sister.

Having a mate was a blessing but his sister ended up with a mate like Emmet who sexually and physically abused her. He treated her like nothing.

A teardrop escaped his eyes, he hated himself for being useless and powerless. He couldn't even save his sister from this monster but then again he couldn't even save himself. How then will he save anyone?Teardrops continue to flow down his cheeks like rain. He shut his eyes, unable to continue watching Emmet as he destroyed his sister.

Emmet finally stopped after having his fill. He spat on the girl who lay motionless on the bed.

He took slow steps to where the redhead was being held firmly by the two werewolves. He adjusted his belt before zipping up his pants. He stared at the redhead with a smirk of satisfaction on his face. He signaled for the two werewolves to let go and they slammed him against the wall leaving him to crash into the cold floor.

They poured verbal abuses on him before heading out of the dilapidated hut. Leaving the redhead and his sister alone.

The rogue rushed to where his sister was laying motionless, he shook her severely before she regained consciousness.

"Drake?" She whisperes his name softly, Tears clogged her eyes as she stared at him.

"I'm here," Drake assured her. He walked away and returned with a bowl of water and a towel. He began to clean his sister up, anger steered inside of him upon seeing the countless bruises on his sister. Today wasn't the first time Emmet had come into their home to abuse his sister, since the day he learnt they were mates. Emmet had raped and abused her.

He couldn't imagine anyone treating their mate like this. But Emmett has always been a monster and that would never change.

He needed to get his sister away from here before he would lose her to Emmet's monstrous behavior.

He racked his brain for a solution but none came to mind, until he remembered the discussion he had with that prisoner who offered him a better life.

He turned his gaze towards the girl who was already fast asleep. He smiled as an ounce of hope appeared in his heart.

"Margaret" he whispered, taking her hand in his.

"I will get you out of here" he promised, placing a kiss on her knuckles. His gaze traveled to the window and he realized it was the dawn of another day.

He needed to wait till evening when he would take over his duty, then find the opportunity to talk to the prisoner, he thought.

Meanwhile on the other side of mystic falls.

Clara and her friend were having a good time, Clara in particular was happy. Happy that the silver eyed stranger did not come to bother her last night. She felt everything was beginning to go back to normal. But somewhere in her mind, she knew it was the calm before the storm.