Summary: Had roles reversed and the Oni's sword met the flesh of another.
Disclaimer: No I do not own Teen Wolf.
Thunderbolt
A tiny sense of comfort came to Scott and Stiles when they found Lydia deep in that tunnel. But the way her eyes blinked rapidly and her voice seemed to get higher, pushed that relief far far away. She had told them that someone, out there, was going to die. Scott, being a selfless person, ran towards the battle ragging outside with his sidekick and his red(strawberry-blonde) haired friend following close behind.
Once they reached the field, Scott's pack appeared to be beaten. Isaac was on his knees with blood dripping down his face, Allison's bow was far from reach, and Kira was trying to keep the Oni from reaching her mother. All the while, the Nogitsune watched from the steps. Scott, Stiles, and Lydia did not hesitate to run towards their fallen teammates. A few of the Oni closed the space and began to fight Scott. Stiles ran to Allison's bow and tossed it to her. She did not get the chance to thank him before she began to shot the monsters attacking her.
"Where's-" Stiles' eyes roamed the entire area. Lydia was no where to be seen...and neither was his evil twin.
"No. No. No. No." Stiles ran past the fight, into the school hallway. It was dark inside and there was this sinister way in how the lights flickered every few seconds. Stiles wasted no time in searching each room. He would find her, no matter what. He returned to the hallway, after looking in a couple classrooms, and there the Nogitsune was with his hand enclosed on Lydia's neck and his other one tangled in strawberry blonde hair.
"Stiles, leave. Please. Please Stiles-" Lydia's cries were silenced with the yank of her hair.
"Let her go." Stiles growled stepping closer to the evil being. Said creature laughed. The sound echoed down the hallway and a shiver crawled its way down Stiles' back although he was not at all afraid. He would do anything for Lydia. Anything at all.
"What do you want? Please, i'll do whatever you ask. Just...just let Lydia go." The brown eyed boy's voice broke as he reached his hand towards the girl he had loved for all those years.
"Ah ah ah." Void chuckled as he tightened his hold. Lydia shook her head and tears traveled down her face in various directions.
"Please..." Stiles whispered stepping another foot closer.
The Nogitsune smirked and threw the girl roughly into one of the lockers. She fell to the ground, unconscious. Stiles immediately dropped to her side, grasping one of her hands tightly and pushing a couple strands of hair behind her ear. Without warning, he was hefted up from the ground by his hair. His face scrunched up in pain and he scrambled to pull away.
"I don't make deals." The sinister voice froze Stiles to the core. Punches, were raining down upon the boy. After multiple hits, his breathing was fast and his face was becoming even more colored than it already had been. Void backhanded Stiles, forcing him to his hands and knees.
"It's sad, really. How much you love her. You do realize she has zero feelings for you? You always love people more than they love you, don't you? Scott doesn't care for you, he's always seen you as 'the boy without the mother' nothing more. He's friends with you out of sympathy, Stiles." Those words broke him more than the punches ever could.
Stiles attempted to push himself up from the ground, but the Nogitsune simply kicked him back to the floor. He did the only thing he could think of and started to crawl. Void chuckled and pulled him to his feet by the back of his shirt.
"It's time to end the game, Stiles." The human was dragged across the floor, then the dirt, to the battle that was still raging on. Upon his arrival, Scott turned his attention to his best friend. The Oni took the opening and slashed Scott across the chest. He fell to his knees and watched in horror as the Void ripped a sword from the "hands" of an Oni and returned to Stiles, who laid on the ground.
"I heal, Stiles...do you?" The Nogitsune raised the weapon and buried it deep inside his own chest. A scream pierced the Earth, not from Void, but from Stiles. Scott couldn't even hear his own screams over Stiles'. The dark kitsune twisted the sword earning another screech from the brown haired boy that curled into himself in the dirt.
Allison used the moment to her advantage and shot the last two remaining Oni with her arrows. Scott wasted no time in ignoring his own injuries and running to his brother. Lydia appeared out of nowhere, on the other side of Stiles with a bruise on her forehead. She touched the boy's face and Scott watched with with both interest and worry. He grabbed Stiles' hand taking as much pain as he could without passing out.
"Coup de foudre," Lydia whispered softly and nothing could have prepared Scott for what she did next. She leaned down and kissed Stiles softly as if he wasn't dying.
This story is not going to be very long unless people really like it. BTW, I am currently working on another story as well so depending on which one is liked more the updates may be not as frequent as you may like. But if you do what frequent updates, please review and tell me so. Thanks for reading and have a good day!