What if The Nogitsune Came back?

Stiles was on his laptop searching up the different effects wolfsbane could have on humans, which is why he got startled when Lydia Martin suddenly appeared in his room. Truth be told, he still had a crush on her, though he were with Malia. He figured that it would never happen, and tried to move on. So far he wasn't doing a good job replacing Lydia with Malia in his nightmares.

"Can I talk to you?" she asked, standing there awkwardly. He nodded and put his laptop away. She walked over to his bed, sat down and took a deep breath. "I had that feeling again," she said. That was all she needed to say, because he understood right away what she meant.

"Do you know who it is?" Stiles asked a few seconds after Lydia told him. The strawberry blonde girl just looked at him with tearful eyes. He could only think of two people in his life that would make her come over to his house to tell him something like this. "Is it my dad, or Scott?" She shook her head and said, "It's you," and finally a tear fell. "What? How?" he asked in shock. He actually thought that he would be speechless if she ever told him this, but he took it very good if you thought about the expectations. She started screaming her sharp banshee scream and a huge man stepped into his room. Carrying a war-axe, he walked towards Stiles. It all happened too fast and suddenly he felt a couple of arms around him. He was screaming, but he could still faintly hear the sound of his dad whispering that it was just a dream into his ear.

"Shh, Stiles, it was just a dream. Calm down!" It was just then he realized that he was not whispering, he was yelling. He stopped screaming and gripped his father's arms like his life depended on it. "Dad?" Stiles whispered. "Don't worry; it was just a nightmare, OK?" Stiles couldn't do anything but think for a while, his dad making sure he's OK. "Why do you keep having these nightmares, Stiles?" his dad asked with a concerned look on his face. Stiles just shrugged and turned away from him. He didn't want to admit it to his father that he believed that he was slowly going insane, again. He didn't even want to admit it to himself. Last time things like this happened, he got possessed and almost killed all of his friends… Two of them actually did, and the guilt kept on nagging on him.

He was afraid of things like that happening again, but he had a feeling it would.


Hey! This is my first Teen Wolf fanfic, and I'm really wondering if it's worth spending time on. What's your opinion? Should I continue, or just forget it? (It's my second fanfic ever, so bear with me!) And I know it's short, I just want to know what you think :)