Chapter 1: Flickering Lights
The innocence showed on the sleeping face, the peaceful and serene dreams blocking out the real dangers that surrounded her. She lay there breathing for a while, just feeling the rise and fall of her chest as she gradually came to her senses.
She became aware of the noises at first, an exceedingly annoying buzzing somewhere around the room and a rush of voices coming from outside. She groaned and repositioned herself, deciding unwittingly to rest a little longer.
She sighed in frustration when realized she'd never be able to go back to sleep. Her eyes slowly fluttered open, revealing those pale glistening green orbs to a dim light above her. The exhaustion still plagued her as she lifted her head from the pillow.
Something about the atmosphere surrounding the drowsy girl didn't seem right. As she looked around the room she noticed the white walls, the overly clean cupboards and as she turned to glance at Stiles' bed, she realized what was wrong... He'd vanished... Again.
Her mind began to envision all of the different places he could be. She remembered the party the other night at Derek's loft and how she and her friends had been attacked by silver masked demons, the Oni; she remembered how Stiles was under the impression that he had somehow ordered a psychotic killer to murder one of her friends while he'd been 'sleepwalking'. Apparently he'd been doing a lot of that lately… Sleepwalking… He'd also been having night terrors, insomnia, and so many other 'familiar' symptoms that terrified her beyond words.
That was the reason she was in the hospital in the first place. She'd passed out beside his bed, after watching over him for hours as he lay there, sound asleep, peacefully for the first time in days. They spent an entire night trying to find him in a basement when the whole time he'd been out in the woods, on the coldest night of the year. In all honesty, everyone was just thankful they found him.
However, it was beyond unsettling to see his empty bed when she had no idea what time of day it was. Weather it was early morning and Stiles had wandered out of bed once again or if she'd simply slept all day and missed something else… The results from his tests, for starters. Both thoughts disturbed her. And if he really had wandered off who knows where he'd end up?
Her heart beat accelerated as the lights flickered, the electricity crackling loudly for a moment, dragging her away from her troubled thoughts. The first thing she did was reach for her phone, remembering all too clearly that she'd placed it on the small end table beside her in hopes that Scott or anyone had news about… Well anything good really. But to her shock and horror, it wasn't even there anymore. "What the hell?" She whispered to herself.
She barely noticed how still everything became as the door opened, revealing, much to her surprise and relief, Stiles, who just stood there leaning casually against the door frame.
She couldn't quite see his face, until the lights flickered back on for a split second, illuminating a dark glint in his eyes. Just from the look he gave her, she knew something was off about him. Those dark reddened circles under his eyes seemed to make it worse. "Uh… Stiles?" She said softly, hoping he was actually awake as he made his way over to sit on her bed, the mattress dipping slightly as he did.
It was at that exact moment she caught a glimpse of her phone in his hands. "A-are you okay…? What's going on out there...? Have I been sleeping all day? What time is it?! Why do you have my phone? Stiles?!" She didn't stop asking questions until he gently caressed her cheek, somehow calming her down despite how cold his hands were.
"Shh… Lily" He whispered slowly, his cold breath on her lips as he leaned in. "Don't worry." His voice was different somehow, darker, huskier. It sent shivers down her spine. "You'll be okay. For now, anyway."
"Wh-what...? What do you mean?" She frowned in confusion, a slight fear rising in the pit of her stomach. "What's happening out there? The power…?"
He sighed, "About that… I'll explain later… We should go-"
Lily shook her head stubbornly, cutting him off. "I'm not leaving until you tell me what's going on… I don't even know what time of day it is. I just woke up and now I feel like-"
He sighed, and Lily couldn't tell if it was from exasperation or something else altogether. She knew she was being a little insistent, but that was mainly because she literally just woke up. "You slept all day." He told her. "It's okay though, the tests were fine. You were up all night, we didn't want to wake you this morning. Look, I'll tell you everything, I promise. But first we have got to get the hell out of here, okay?" He grabbed her hand, without waiting for a response and all but dragged her out of the room, not giving her the option to put her shoes on. "Scott and the others are waiting for us at the school."
Lily scrunched her brows, baffled. "The school? What? Why?" She asked, knowing too damn well that whenever they go to the school at night, bad things tend to happen.
He shrugged. "They found something… About the Nogitsune."
"Wait… C-can I have my phone back? Scott probably tried to call me." She stated, and he passed it to her. She tried turning it on, but to her dismay it wouldn't work. It never even came to mind why Stiles had it in the first place. Hell, it never even came to mind why he was holding her hand so firmly, as though he was worried she'd run away.
She took her eyes away from the darn thing in aggravation, placing it back in her pocket. Gradually and reluctantly, Lily followed Stiles down the hallway, her bare feet slapping the ground and by that she realized how silent everything was, except for the rhythmic and electronical sound of the lights above them.
It was then that she noticed the lack of people in the hallway. The ones she did see were running around all over the place. It looked like something out of a horror movie, really.
"Stiles, what the hell is going on?" She demanded.
He was walking unbelievably slowly, almost mechanically, as if his brain was struggling to tell each foot to take the next step… As though he was struggling with himself inside. He hid it well, but Lily knew Stiles longer and better than anyone, well maybe except from his father. From what she'd seen so far tonight… She knew something was definitely off with him. Yet she trusted him because she loved him… And also because the poor girl was scarcely awake.
He seemed to ignore her questions as they came to a halt about five meters away from an elevator door which opened, revealing a middle aged Asian women who Lily recognized as her friend Kira's mother, Noshiko.
"You know me." She stated coldly, addressing Stiles, who nodded leisurely. "Then you remember that I won't be deterred by your choice of host. Even if it is an innocent boy."
Lily gasped in realization, finally understanding why he was acting so 'mysterious'. "Y-you're… You're not Stiles… Y-you… You're... You're the Nogitsune." She breathed, backing away, trying to escape his grasp on her, only until he wrapped his hand roughly around her wrist, pulling her back to him.
"Are you threatening us?" He asked, his voice emotionless, an eyebrow raised curiously.
Two dark figures with silver masks appeared behind the woman. Lily tensed, recognizing them all too well. "Now I'm threatening you." She deadpanned.
"I'm not really afraid of your little fireflies." The demon mocked, clearly unfazed as he began to walk away, hauling an unwilling Lily along with him.
Noshiko didn't seem to acknowledge her, completely disregarding the fact that one of her daughter's friends was basically being held hostage right before her eyes. "If the Oni can't defeat you, I know someone who will." She added, her voice holding no emotion whatsoever.
Stiles, or rather, the Nogitsune, Void or Fox... Whatever you want to call him … stopped for a second and tilted his head, but before he could reply the elevator doors closed, leaving the two of them alone.
Lily watched in horror as they did, wanting to yell for the woman to help her. She couldn't breathe, it felt as if someone was choking her. Her heart was racing and all she wanted to do was curl up into a ball and wait for someone to save her. But no one would, no one was there. In any other situation, she'd be able to fight back…
If she'd been prepared… But she wasn't so sure she could even if she'd known; because Stiles was still in there… And she didn't know where to begin to get him back. A choked cry forced itself up her throat, and she felt a tear run down her cheek. "Y-you tricked me." She uttered, too in shock right now to even ask what he even wanted with her.
He turned to face her, and she could see it clearer now… Now that she knew… He didn't have those adorable puppy eyes that Stiles had… They were so much more… Intimidating. "It's what I do." No words could describe how she was feeling in that moment, it seemed her entire life had turned into this abyss of pure and utter darkness.
"Ow! Stop! Let go! You're hurting me!" She yelped as he lifted her up over his shoulder, carelessly groping her rear as he did. "What the hell are you doing?!"
When she realized it was useless to struggle, she decided to give up, letting him carry her outside and towards Stiles' truck. "What do you want!?" He remained emotionless as he threw her onto the passenger seat, making sure to lock the door before he got in the other side.
She couldn't help but yell as he slammed the door behind him. "What the hell did you do to Stiles!?" Her eyes glistened with tears despite how hard she was trying to be brave. It felt as though he'd robbed her of all her senses and replaced them with something that made her muscles contract and eyes widen with dread. It wasn't like her to be so frightened… But the amount of shock she felt when she realized he was possessed simply put her on edge.
When he faced her once more, her blood ran cold. His smirk was nothing like Stiles' either. Not playful or awkward but dark and sinister. And that look on her lover's face seemed to drain her of all hope. "What makes you think I've done something?" He asked slyly.
"What do you want?" She demanded, her stomach churning as her imagination began to wonder.
"You…" And just that word alone made her breathing hitch. "You're afraid of me." He noticed, his smirk widening gleefully until she shook her head. "You don't have to lie to me, Lily." He purred. "I can taste it... You're fear… It's Delicious."
"What do you want with me? With Stiles?" She repeated quietly.
He sneered maliciously and it made her skin crawl. "I want you because Stiles wants you. I told him that I'd destroy everyone who ever meant something to him. One-by-one. But he cares about you a lot more than the others… I won't kill you… I'll just make you wish you were dead… And by the time you start begging for mercy, Stiles will give in and give me exactly what I want."
Notwithstanding her fear, she had to ask. "And what's that?"
He winked and started the car without another word, leaving her to her vivid thoughts. Lily tried to hold in her sobs as he drove, but all she could think about were ways to inform her friends that she'd been taken… Kira, Scott, Derek, Lydia and Allison, anyone really, even Peter would've been good company at this point.
Unfortunatly, her phone was still out of battery, so she had no way of contacting them anyway. This demon would have already put her though hell before they even had the chance to find her. Unless… Stiles had his phone on him when they found him in the woods… Maybe the Nogitsune still had it with him…
After he'd parked Stiles' truck behind the school, he faced her, placing one hand on her bare shoulder and squeezed. It wasn't comforting at all, in fact he was probably bruising her. She couldn't help but hold in her yelp of pain as she looked into his eyes, her vision blurred. "Now, don't cry just yet, Lily." He mocked. "We haven't even started!"
"What're you going t-to do to me?" She whimpered. She hated this… This feeling of being utterly weak, of being so vulnerable… She was stronger than this.
The Nogitsune grinned demonically and pulled her closer to him, their noses scarcely touching. "Do you know why Stiles loves you, Lily?" He purred, her name rolling off his tongue like honey. She remained still for a moment, until she noticed the small bump in his pockets, which she guessed was his phone. But how on earth was she going to get it?
When she refused to reply, he decided to continue. "Yeah, there's the basics, like you're funny, sarcastic and just like him you're… 'Normal'. But it's mostly because you're devoted to everyone around you and you're not afraid to fight for the people you care about. At least that's what he thinks about you… I mean, correct me if I'm wrong but I haven't exactly seen you try to fight me... yet…" She glared at him. "Oh! It's because of Stiles isn't it?" He mocked. "You're worried you'll hurt him." It wasn't a question… It didn't have to be. He was right. "Don't worry about that!... Soon you'll be trying a lot harder to... not hurt him.
"Stiles." She whispered, trying to reach out him. Maybe he was there… Scraping at the surface, listening to the Nogitsune taunt her. Maybe if he listened to her voice he'd be able to find his own way out… His way back to her. "I-I know you're in there, I'll find a way to get you out, okay? I'll do everything it-t-"
It may have been his voice, but it wasn't Stiles' words that came out, that much she knew. Her heart dropped to her feet as he spoke. "He can't hear you." He goaded, in a sing song voice which chilled her to the bone. "He's busy. But don't worry, I'll let him see everything I've got in store for you later." It was a spine-chilling implication, and it terrified her.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Lily didn't even try to hide the panic in her voice anymore.
"Oh Lily." He smirked as he slid his hand from her shoulder, down her curved body, tightening his grip on her tiny waist. "Hey, look at me," He repeated, lifting her chin with one finger, staring deep into her glassy eyes.
Automatically she dropped her gaze to avoid eye contact, not before noticing the hunger loaded in his expression. "Lily. Look. At. Me." He growled, his voice reaching a new depth she never could've imagined coming from him.
She obeyed, tears falling down her pale cheeks. She couldn't even remember the last time she wept like this. She'd always felt so strong with Stiles by her side... But this... This wasn't Stiles. "Stiles may not be controlling this body anymore, but I know what he wants… What he's always wanted from you. See, it's not just your… adorable personality he loves… It's your incredibly gorgeous body too…" His eyes left hers for a moment, examining her chest for a split second.
Her eyes widened in revulsion. "No. Y-you c-can't-!" She yelled, trying futilely to push him away from her.
"Oh, well… We'll just have to see about that, won't we?" He sneered, a slight chuckle echoing darkly through her mind. "But first, we've got more important things to do."
With that said he got out of the truck and walked over to her side and unlocked it. She didn't get out, instead she merely stared at him, horrorstruck. He didn't wait long.
"Out." He snapped impatiently.
She decided to cooperate, worried he might do something worse than what he was already planning. She stepped out the truck, and her first instinct was to run as far away as she could… But that meant leaving Stiles… And she just couldn't bring herself to do that.
So she stood there, waiting for his next move. "You should've ran." He told her, as though reading her mind, after grabbing a large chunk of her hair from the side of her head, pulling down mercilessly as he towered over her. She screamed, bringing her hands up to his, trying to push it down to her scalp so that the agonizing pressure would stop. It soon did as he brutally bashed her against the side of Stiles' truck, knocking her out cold.
As she stirred herself awake, she couldn't help but notice her hands and feet were bound together. As she hesitantly opened her eyes, she saw the white plastic wires that wrapped around her wrists and ankles, tight enough to hurt but no enough to break the skin.
She heard his steps creaking the floor boards slowly. Moving her still throbbing head to the sound, she saw him standing about two meters away, his back facing her.
Looking around the room she tried to find something sharp enough to cut the wires but it was almost as though he predicted her trying to escape. "And she lives. About time, it's already been three hours. I was starting to think you were dead... Now that would've ruined a whole lot of fun."
She scowled, refusing to gratify him with a reply. Instead she turned her head away from him like a sulking child. He took hold of her hair again and yanked her head towards his, forcing her to look at him. "Hey…" He whispered. "You love me, don't you?"
Her eyes widened at that, completely taken aback. "I-I love Stiles." She retorted heatedly, a tear running down her cheek. "Stiles." She broke, for the first time willingly, looking into his darkened eyes. "Please… C-come back… Th-this… This isn't you…"
He chuckled, delicately wiping away her tears with his thumb. "It is now." He tittered.
She shook her head. "He's still in there somewhere." She stated.
The Nogitsune smirked. "Oh, he is." He assured her. "He's scared I'm going to hurt you... And he should be." He sneered. "Cause I am going to hurt you Lily … and the best part is that he can't do a damn thing to stop me."
"I will."
He raised an eyebrow. "What? Tied up like that? I seriously doubt it."
Her stomach churned for a moment when she realized he was right. She closed her eyes hopelessly, until she recalled where he took her. "We're in the school, aren't we? The basement… Sooner or later someone will come in here… They'll find me..."
He chuckled. "Oh, I'm counting on it. In fact, Scott will find me and then I'll convince them that I'm Stiles. That I'm fine. And as for you… Well, you're going to do the exact same thing. And they will trust me."
Her eyes widened. "Over my dead body. I'd never betray my friends like that."
The Nogitsune scoffed. "Oh, I think you would… If it meant saving Stiles."
"You're lying."
"But am I?" He laughed. "I can give Stiles control over his body again. You'd like that, wouldn't you?"
"Why should I trust you? What do you plan on doing with us all once you get them to trust you?" She asked. "Kill us?"
He smirked. "You'll just have to wait and see won't you?"
"I'd sooner die than help you."
His eyes rolled back into his head and for a moment she thought he was going to faint, but instead she saw him, Stiles. And she could tell now, just from the look in his eyes that it was truly him. "Stiles?"
He hugged her tightly, and as fast as he could he started to untie her wrists. "Lily! Oh my god! Lily, I'm so sorry… I-I didn't know what I-I was doing." He cried, leaning over her shoulder. "I'm so sorry."
"H-hey." She whispered, her voice breaking when she realized he knew exactly what had been going on. "It's not your fault. I-It's the-"
"Nogitsune… I know." He whispered.
"H-how?" Lily frowned, trying to think of where he could have possibly heard its name. They only found out about it a few days ago, and Stiles hadn't exactly been around the group unless-
"H-he's i-in here with me…" Stiles pulled away slowly, trembling.
Lily's eyes widened. "Y-you can see him? Right now?"
He nodded slowly, his eyes lingering somewhere behind her. "You can't trust him. Don't help him, whatever he does. Whatever he offers you… You- c-can't! No! NO! ARGH! NO PLEASE! Leave her alone!" He screamed, shaking on the floor, terrorized… It distressed her to see him so close to breaking. As though the Nogitsune was winning the war inside Stiles' head. "LEAVE HER ALONE!"
"Stiles! I'm okay! I-I'm okay… What's he done to you?" She breathed, cradling him in her arms once he finally calmed down.
His eyes closed for a second, "I-I-I don't know." He stuttered in a brittle voice. "I-I don't know what's happening… I keep waking up in random places. But then I-I realize I'm still dreaming… I don't even know… I-I don't know if this is real…" His voice ended in a low whisper, drained of all hope. "I don't know if you're real." Those last few words stung more than she'd like to admit.
"St-stiles…" She sobbed, caressing his cheek comfortingly. "You know what to do when you can't tell… When y-you can't tell the difference between reality and a dream. Y-you told me, remember?" She sniffed. "What do you do?"
"Fingers." He replied. "You have extra fingers in dreams."
She let out an unsteady sigh of relief. "O-okay, good. Count with me. One… Two…Three…" She wished she was dreaming, but… She could see clearly that she only had ten fingers and the nightmare they were living wasn't simply her wild imagination. "Four…Five…Six…Seven…Eight… Nine…"
"Ten." Stiles finished grimly.
"Th-this is real… I-it's all real… No matter how horrific it is… Listen Stiles… Y-you can't let him win, okay? Fight him. Beat him… For us… For me."
"I-I'll try." He held her hand, his forehead leaning against hers. "A-and Lily p-promise me… Don't l-listen to a word he says, i-if he comes back. Run."
"I won't leave you." She blurted, not even caring how cliche that sounded. "I won't-"
Stiles groaned loudly, cutting her off. "H-he's coming… AH… N-n-no… Lily run now." He backed away from her, his eyes starting to roll back into his head.
"N-no. No, no, no, no! I-I can't leave you like this!" She yelled. "Stiles! Please!"
He shook his head, struggling as hard as he could not to let the demon in. "Lily! Get the hell out of here! Please! RUN!"
She didn't want to but she knew that the desperate tone in his voice wasn't just there to scare her. She had to run, or something terrible was going to happen. "A shadow." She heard him whisper before bolted through the basement and up the stairs, leading her to the school's first floor corridor. The lights were out and every single door she tried opening remained sealed. Until she found the girl's locker room, that is.
There was no escape… so all she could do was hide and within minutes she was standing as still as humanly possible inside one of the lockers, her eyes only just able to make out the shapes and shadows outside.
"Oh, Lily!" A voice echoed and it was his voice... But yet again, it wasn't Stiles... She couldn't tell if he was close or not… Yet she soon found out that he was already only a few meters away, when he slammed one of the locker doors shut. Her breath quickened and she felt like she had to use every muscle in her body to stifle a whimper.
"You think you can hide from me?" He was angry.
She could hear every step he took as he approached. Instinctually she pressed herself deeper into the wall of the locker, hands tight around her mouth, trying to stifle her own cries. "I'm going to find you. And when I do…" He chuckled, another slam, closer this time.
One more door and he'd have her. "You and I are gonna have a lot of fun together." He snickered in a sing song voice. "But if you don't cooperate, I guess I'll just have to entertain myself. Either way works for me… But I should warn you… I tend to play a little rough." He slammed his hand against her locker, causing her to let out a yelp.
Her eyes were closed tightly, trying to block out his voice, unsuccessfully. "I may play nicer… If you do a little favor for me."
"What?" She sniveled.
His next few words baffled the poor girl. "I want you to call Scott." He whispered through the gaps of the locker.
"Why?" She asked, sort of relieved. "H-how's that a favor?"
He chuckled darkly. "To let him know that you're safe and sound-"
"Why would I do that? Why would I help you?" She asked, her voice wobbly.
"Well, you either do what I want… or I'll just have to fuck that gorgeous body of yours right here and now against these lockers." Any relief she'd felt just seconds before evaporated intstantly. Her stomach twisted unnervingly at those words, an unsteady breath barely leaving her lips. "I'll give you three seconds to think about it. One… Two…"
She began to scream when he opened the locker door, "Three." Just as he grabbed the hem of her tank top, she spoke in a panicky voice.
"O-OKay! I-I'll do it!" She cried.
He smirked, releasing his grip on her. "You might need this back then." He handed her a battery and that's when she realized how much of an idiot she had been. The bump in his pocket hadn't been Stiles phone at all... If she'd checked inside her phone the second he handed it to her… She'd have had a slightly higher chance of running away… No… Who was she kidding? He'd have caught her anyway.
She turned her phone back on and the second she did she noticed all missed texts and calls from everyone, including Stiles' father. "Call him." He snapped, making sure she didn't try any tricks of her own.
"Wh-what am I supposed to say?" She trembled, still bawling her eyes out.
He grabbed her wrist and made her sit on his lap. His head leant over her shoulder while his fingers slowly traced circles on her upper thigh. "Well first of all you can quit crying, you wouldn't want him to get the wrong idea…" He pressed the call button before she had the chance to stop him.
To her surprise Scott picked up almost right away. "Lily are you alright? Did something happen? I've been trying to reach you for hours! We haven't heard from you since we bought Stiles to the hospital."
Her stomach flipped at the sound of his panicked voice. "N-no… Nothing happened. I-I'm fine… I just…"
She trailed off awkwardly as 'Stiles' hand started to explore her body. "You had to get away." eThe Nogitsun spoke silently into her ear. "Tell him."
"I-I just needed to get away… After what happened to Stiles… I just needed some time to myself." She whispered. "It's not been easy.'
"You heard about it then…?" Scott's voice was more upset than afraid, it seemed like he knew something she didn't. "He's missing… Again."
"Oh no." The demon whispered sardonically.
"How's his father?" Lily asked, genuinely concerned.
"He's having a rough time… Mostly because he's terrified about the test results. Lily… it's just like his mum. Frontotemporal dementia…" He said sadly. "But we think it's a trick…"
Her eyes, already wet with tears shined a little more with fresh ones. "I-I…"
"Lily, he's the Nogitsune. He put Isaac in the hospital... We have to find him before he does any more damage. Do you wanna-?" He started but Lily cut him off.
"N-no!" She started as the Nogitsune cupped both her breasts firmly. "I mean no… I-I can't. It's been a tiring day, I-I-I should probably just get some sleep." She tried squirming out of Stiles' grip but the effort was futile. He was way too strong for her and she knew just how much he was enjoying it.
"Okay, well I'll let you know if we find anything. Derek's with me, so he won't be back until late. So Lily… Be careful. As you and Stiles are... You know, together… not to worry you or anything but, you're probably going to be a target…"
'Stiles' chuckled demonically. "Great." She tried sounding sarcastic, but the amount of fear in her voice was easy to detect as he took both of her wrists in his hand. "I just hope Stiles is ok… If anything happened to him I-"
"Are you sure you're okay? You don't want to come with us?" Scott asked once again, the Nogitsune's other hand going lower and lower until it slid slowly down to her underwear.
"No. N-no. I-I'll be okay. Good luck." She said weakly.
"Yeah… You too." Lily hung up first.
The Nogitsune went to put his hand down further, but Lily wouldn't have it. "I-I did what you wanted… N-now please… St-stop."
He laughed. "Stop? Nah… I'm just getting started." He snatched the phone out of her hand and placed it in his pocket. He was distracted, even for just a second, freeing her from his grip and Lily took that as a chance to run. But it had clearly been a foolish decision, because she soon felt his strong arm grab her roughly by the waist, throwing her over his broad shoulder once again.
"NO!" She screamed, kicking her legs and thrashing around, while he ignored her, carrying her back to the basement.
Lily cried out in pain as he slammed her down mercilessly on a bare iron table. "Please don't." She sobbed, her back undoubtedly bruised from the rough impact.
He gave her a sly grin, his eyes slowly leaving hers as they graved down her body, taking in every little detail before straddling her. He slid his hands up her thighs, stopping only when he reached her hips, making sure she could feel his nails digging into her.
"I want you," He murmured, trailing his fingers from her waist to in-between her breasts up to the back of her neck. "But do you want to know what I really want?" He asked, his lips brushing against hers.
No. "Wh-what?"
"Chaos." He snarled in a loud undertone, making her cringe with dread at the abrupt darkness in his voice. "Strife and pain. And you… pretty little Lily, you're gonna help me."
She knew what he was talking about and as her heart pounded in her chest while she lay there, trapped underneath him she couldn't help but blurt out emphatically. "I won't. I-I won't lie to my friends again… Not for you."
He raised an eyebrow at that, a small flash of ire didn't go unnoticed in his eyes. "What about Stiles? You'd lie for him, wouldn't you?"
Lily's eyes widened at that. "I-I uh… No! You're trying to trick me…" She remembered Stile's words, 'You can't trust him. Don't help him, whatever he does. Whatever he offers you…' And despite how much she wished him to have control again, she decided to listen to Stiles. "I. Won't. Help. You."
The Nogitsune let out a sigh, yet somewhere in his eyes she could see the grin, a promise of something dark that would haunt her for the rest of her life. "Oh, I guess I'll just have to persuade you then, huh?" Sure enough, a smirk appeared on his face showing off Stiles' endearing dimples. But it no longer reminded her of him. They seemed almost sinister and dangerous.
Without warning he ripped her top apart, revealing her lacy black bra to him. She yelped as he gripped her jaw roughly, the weight of his body over hers, preventing her from struggling.
"You're not tied up anymore." He reminded her. "I thought you said you'd 'stop' me."
She glared at him through glassy eyes, knowing that he knew just how defenseless she was… "I-I can't…" She breathed.
He snickered, pulling down her jeans with a force she knew didn't come from Stiles. "I didn't think so."
Lily closed her eyes as he began to tear off the little amount of clothes she had left, leaving her completely vulnerable to him. "P-please." She sniveled. "Don't do this."
He stared into her pale eyes for a moment, before he laughed dauntingly at her. "You really think that begging is gonna stop me?" He mocked, before leaning down so she could feel his hot breath against her neck. "You've gotta try harder than that."
To her complete shock and horror, he bit down hard on her shoulder, making her squeal in pain. Void Stiles could taste the warmth of the slight bit of blood that trickled from the bite and Lily knew the taste excited him, it made him crave her even more.
He ignored her cries of pain as his fingers traced down her side once more, over her hip bone. She yelped as he forced her legs apart pushing them further then she could hold. He unbuckled his belt and threw it beside her torn and crumpled clothes on the floor.
She couldn't take it anymore. She'd never done it before with anyone, not even Stiles and she wasn't about to let the Nogitsune force her either.
"O-okay! St-stop! I-I'll do whatever you want! I… I promise..." She didn't mean it, yet she knew she'd soon regret her words. Because Lily always kept her promises, yet this time was different… This time she was afraid. She'd never been so afraid. "J-just not this... Please"
"What is it that I want exactly?" He drawled.
"C-chaos... Stripe... A-and P-pain." She recited slwoly.
He frowned at her. "And?"
She shivered at the menacing tone to his voice. "C-convince everyone th-that you're… That you're S-s-stiles… Th-that you're fine. Gain their trust." Her voice cracked as she remembered his exact words from earlier and the fox smirked maliciously.
"One mistake…" He started, "And you'll be regret it for the rest of your life."
His threat held yet another a certain promise and the very thought terrified her. "S-so… What happens now?" For a moment she was afraid he was going to continue his 'advances' and claim her but instead he simply chuckled. She guessed that was another reason he was so terrifying... He was unpredictable.
"Now, you're gonna go home… Well I say 'home'… But you don't exactly have one anymore, do you?" He taunted.
"Derek looks after me." Lily spat, gaining what little confidence she had back when she realized he was letting her go. "H-he took me in when my parents died. He's like a brother to me."
The Nogitsune raised an eyebrow. "Then where is he now?" She didn't even realize that he wasn't letting her go at all, he had her exactly where he wanted her.
"H-he's helping Scott, trying to find you… Scott must've told him I was okay." She spoke more to herself then to him, remembering how he forced her to make that phone call. "Y-you knew… You knew Derek would notice that I'm missing the moment he got home… So you got me to call Scott… So he wouldn't have to worry about me... A-about checking in on me."
He grinned. "Clever girl…" His smile was haunting, murderous as though he'd already won. It was the last thing she saw before the world went black once again.
Please review! Hope you enjoyed! Any requests on later chapters would be great. (I do like to keep my readers happy of course)
Lily isn't a wimp... just thought I'd put that out there. She's in shock mostly, and probabaly will be fo be for the next few chapters but she'll kick ass eventually, don't you worry about that! The question is though... Will she win? Or will Void Stiles break her down into a blubbering mess...