CHAPTER 1
Stiles
"Divine move? Divine move? You think you have any moves at all?"
The Nogitsune advanced on Lydia and I. The strawberry blonde was clutched to my side as we both stumbled back away from the demon.
"You can kill the Oni, but me? Me? I'm a thousand years old, YOU CAN'T KILL ME!"
"But we can change you!" Lydia gasped out.
The dark Kitsune cocked his head at the pair, "What?" it whispered.
"You forgot about the scroll" I said, my throat raw with exhaustion.
"The Shugendo scroll…" Lydia said.
The demon stiffened, realization dawning on it, "Change the host…" it muttered. I stepped forward, confidence surging in him, "You can't be a fox and a wolf…"
Suddenly, Scott grabs the Nogitsune and sinks his teeth into its arm and Kira stabs the katana through it's body for good measure. The demon cried out in agony as it convulsed and writhed. Defeated, it dropped to it's knees and glanced at me for a quick moment before the host body began to crack and desecrate, leaving nothing but a pile of dust behind.
It was over and done. The Nogitsune's hold over me was relinquished and he was gone. No sooner did I realize the relief swimming through me before my legs gave out and everything was black.
Scott
I ran forward to my best friend's side, panic already setting in. I checked his pulse; weak, but present. I looked up at everyone, Kira, Lydia, and Isaac, not knowing what to do. Lydia knelt down next to me and slowly removed my hands away from Stiles. She looked at me, "He's going to be ok. We need to get him out of here."
"You're…you're right…we need to get him out of here." I managed to choke out.
Seeing Stiles still and pale like this, like he didn't even look alive was enough to make me feel like everything was never going to be the same again. With trembling hands, I fished the keys to Stiles' Jeep out of his pocket and stuck them into mine before I picked him up in my arms and carried away from the school.
…
"I don't know…"
"I don't know, but he's not waking up…"
"Can you help him? Please. I need to know why he's not awake yet."
"Ok, I'll be there soon…thank you…"
I set the phone down on the console and reverted my attention back to the road. I gripped the steering wheel, knuckles white and hands shaking. The events from the past couple of days had left everyone damaged beyond repair: Stiles had been possessed beyond the point of recognition; Allison was gone. The thought of her sent a wave of grief over my body before I quickly discarded any hint of her to the back of my mind, not allowing myself to dwell on it when Stiles was slumped in the passenger seat. I stole some glances at him any time I could, hoping that I would see his body stir, even just a little bit. My ears were constantly perked, listening to his weak heartbeat and for any sign of wavering or upticks. Stiles' face was still pale, the bags under his eyes even more prominent than they have been lately. My foot slowly became heavier as it pushed down on the accelerator, propelling the Jeep faster to the Animal Clinic.