….I am just….literally….okay I cannot even process what happened on Monday. I am so scared out of my mind for what is going to happen! There are just so many things going o and I'm just like AAAAHHHHHHHHH! Not to mention the second half of season 3b promo! I mean WTF IS GOING ON! Okay well instead of ranting about how all my feels were ripped apart, here's chapter 4. :D
Song: Sick of It by Skillet
Chapter Four: Can't keep it In.
Scott's POV:
Nothing else mattered at that moment. My first instinct was to run after him, and I did. I became desperate to reach Stiles, yet I can sense his desperation to escape. The darkness inside of his mind is toying with him, making him suffer. Why Stiles? Why would something do this to him? Of all the people to make suffer…it just had to be my brother…
He already has enough to deal with, so the universe just had to throw possession at him as well. Not to mention that stupid frontotemporal dementia that he has just like his Mom. Of all the people the nogitsune had to possess, it just had to be Stiles.
I was right behind him when Stiles reached the middle of the stairwell when I felt a brutal force restrain me from moving forward. At one moment, I was close to Stiles, calling for his name. The next, I was pinned against the wall by the powerful beta.
"Let me go! He needs me!" I screamed.
"You're not going to be much help if you're hovering over him," Derek replied calmly. "Let Stiles breath."
"But-"
"Listen! Put yourself in his shoes," Derek half yelled, gripping the front of my shirt tighter. "When you were first bitten, you had no control either-you almost killed Stiles as well! What did you say when you realized what you did?" I paused remembering all the times I lost control. I know it was a year ago, but with all the supernatural things we face, it felt like a lifetime ago.
"I kept begging everyone to stay away from me." I breathed.
"Exactly. That's what Stiles is doing right now. The best you can do is leave him be."
"But that's not the same!" I screamed angrily, pushing Derek back. "Stiles is possessed by a demon! He's scared and alone! He needs me!"
"Then think about this Scott! There are people out there who want the nogitsune dead!"
I froze at his words, and I couldn't function. I stood numbly at the harsh reality that many people wanted the nogitsune dead. And everyone knows that you cannot kill a demon unless you kill the host…and that made me pissed.
"There is a list of people who want that thing destroyed and will follow any means necessary to make that happen!" Derek continued. "The nogitsune is too dangerous to be kept alive."
I turned slowly to Derek, eyes glowing red. Derek's posture stiffened, but I couldn't read his facial expression. "I will find a way to kill that thing and save Stiles." I growled loud enough for the others to hear-all of whom were standing outside the doorway of the loft.
"And if anyone touches Stiles, it will be the last thing they do."
With my final word in, I took off after Stiles. His scent was fading, but not unrecognizable. I raced down the bottom of the stairs and bursted through the doors letting the cold wind hit me. I breathed in his trail when I heard the clicking of heels behind me. I turned around seeing Lydia with dried tears on her face, determination in her eyes.
"Let me help you find him." She said without hesitation. I nodded as we walked in the direction of his scent, Lydia right at my side.
"Do you have any idea how to get the nogitsune out of him?" Lydia almost whispered. I was going to get on my bike when Lydia grabbed my arm, pulling me towards her car. I didn't argue with her as I hopped in the passenger seat. Lydia hastily strapped on her seatbelt and sped off onto the road.
"I honestly don't know." I said softly in the car. "But I am not giving up hope. We always find a way."
I glanced over at Lydia who was wearing a strange look on her face. I listened in to her heartbeat which started to speed up, mirroring the accelerator.
"What is it?" I asked worriedly. Lydia only gripped the steering wheel tighter, her pulse rising. "The nogitsune?" But Lydia shook her head.
"Do you have his scent?"
I rolled down the window, searching for Stiles' trail. I breathed it in and nodded, ushering Lydia to take the next right. I said from out the window. Lydia stepped on the gas and I can smell her urgency.
"It's communicating with him." Lydia said, her voice cracking.
"But Deaton said it would loosen his control! I don't get it!"
"He can't control him, but he can still speak to him." Lydia hissed. But I knew it wasn't towards me. Our hatred for the nogitsune burned inside the car.
"Stiles is being tortured."
Stiles POV:
You can feel it. Can't you Stiles?
My legs burned and my breaths transformed into pants. I can feel the sweat trickle down my body, sticking to my shirt. I didn't want to stop, but my body wasn't cooperating. I stumbled at every other step until I finally collapsed. My body crashed onto the ground with a thud. I gripped onto the dirt and fallen leaves in desperation.
I just want this nightmare to end.
You can feel your self slip away.
I gathered as much strength I could to get back up and keep running, but my arms wobbled at my attempt, failing me. My eyes clenched shut praying for his dark, sinister voice to disappear.
We're going to destroy all of them Stiles!
I opened my eyes, and I wasn't in the woods anymore. I was at the dark nemeton-laying on the stump of the old tree. The leaves swirled around it, and I was right at the edge. I looked forward and saw blood…a pool of blood surrounding the nemeton. I shuffled around and began to panic. I blinked and saw all of them standing there.
Scott, my Dad, Lydia, Derek, Allison, Isaac, Ethan, Aiden, Danny, Melissa…everyone I have ever known with others of whom I have never even met…
…they all collapsed to the floor and I went into shock. My hands were shaking and when I looked down at them, my breath hitched.
Their blood will be on your hands.
"NO!" I screamed at the top of the nemeton. My body rose and I glared into the darkest corner of the woods, where I knew the nogitsune was lurking. I saw him walking through the pool of blood, its bandages drenched in it. "This is my body! I am the one who controls it! Not you!"
The nogitsune trudged through the thick blood and I had to hold my breath to stand my ground. My body shivered slightly as it got to the edge of the nemeton. It tilted its head to the side and opened his sharp teeth, almost into a sinister grin.
"You are not in control." The nogitsune glared. A gush of wind hit me hard and I raised my hands to block my eyes. When the brief wind died, I quickly looked back to see the nogitsune gone.
"I am." I heard from behind me. I spun my body around quickly only to feel an impact in my face, causing my to crash at the far edge of the nemeton. I scrambled to get up only to have the demon pin me to the ground. I struggled to get a hand loose as I let out a hard punch to its bandaged head. It wailed as I shoved it off of me, sending it into the pool of blood.
I got on my hands and knees and looked up to see the nogitsune right back on its feet, growling. It punched me in the face, sending me flying backwards. My head was pulsating and I can feel the bruises form on my body. The nogitsune appeared suddenly inches from my face, clutching my throat. I gasped for breath trying to pry its hands from my neck to no avail.
"We control your body! And we will make you suffer!"
I can feel my strength fading and my eyes grew wide in fear. The nogitsunes evil grin grew wider and my heart nearly stopped.
"We will make you beg for death!"
"STILES!"
My eyes blinked and in front of me Lydia stood, eyes wide holding my shoulders. I looked around rapidly and I was back where I collapsed when I was running. Scott stood behind her, eyes wide with concern. I turned back to Lydia who was on the brink of tears. My face softened, and all I wanted to do was take that pain away.
"L-Lydia."
"It wasn't real Stiles." She assured, gripping my shoulders tighter. My heart dropped and a lump formed in my throat.
"You saw?" I choked out. Lydia let one tear fall and my heart sank. I lowered my head, but Lydia shook herself from her thoughts-probably to shake off that terrifying vision.
"But you cannot listen to him. Do you hear me?" She demanded. I slightly nodded, taken back by her sudden determination. "You are stronger than that Stiles Stilinski. Do not let this thing be what breaks you down."
There was a certain glow about Lydia that made my heart skip a beat. I almost believed her words, but I vowed I would try to beat this thing. For her sake. For Scott's. For my Dad.
For everyone.
Convinced her words reached me, Lydia pulled me into a hug catching me off guard. I gasped shortly and then let out a groan. My chest ached as did my face. Lydia noticed and pulled away immediately. Scott knelt down to where we were to see what was wrong.
"What's-"
"Stiles! You're hurt!" Lydia whispered with a shriek. I touched my face to where the nogitsune punched me several times-my shocked expression similar to Lydia's and Scott's. Lydia place a cool hand to my bruised eye to which I winced at first, but then meted into.
"You were actually fighting the nogitsune. Literally." Scott said with realization.
"Yeah, but it beat me up easily." I cringed. "I-I can't fight it…"
"Stop right there." Lydia said irritated. "Don't you go doubting yourself."
"But-"
"We. Will. Find. A. Way." Lydia pressed. I nodded at Lydia, making a mental promise that I wouldn't let her down. Scott lifted his hand to lift me up t which I accepted. I slowly and painfully rose to my feet to be embraced by Scott.
I didn't even care that my body hurt like hell. I hugged Scott as tight as I could for a moment, thankful that he and Lydia came to my aid. A sudden realization popped into my mind, causing me to push Scott away. I sighed painfully at his hurt expression.
"You need to lock me up. I mean really lock me up." I urged. "Deaton's toxin didn't work, and it's barely suppressing the nogitsune inside."
"Then we will talk to Deaton." Scott pressed. "We will go right now. He's probably still with Kira-"
"Scott." Lydia sighed, with a sad expression on her face. "Stiles…is right."
I could tell it pained her to admit it that much was obvious. But she is the only one who understands how truly powerful this thing is. She has seen it first hand after all. Scott looked as if he wanted to press his idea further, but finally accepted the truth. I placed an assuring hand on his shoulder, knowing that he hates the idea of locking me up.
"Your dad is going to kill me." Scott sighed.
"Not unless I get his permission…" I stopped short when an idea popped in my head. I realized, there was a way to lock me up without the fear of hurting anyone. It was a sick and twisted idea, and I only have 18 hours to get my Dad in on it. But I can't tell the others. I know for a fact Scott and Lydia especially wouldn't like it.
"Scott." I began. "You and Lydia go and try to get more of that toxin from Deaton. It will buy Kira more time to practice what ever in the world idea he has in mind to get the nogitsune out."
"What about you?"
"I have an idea. I just need a few hours to get it working. For now, I just need to…rest I think. But I don't know if it will come back soon or not."
"Then I'm going with you." Lydia urged. "I'm not leaving you alone and if something happens, I can bring you back."
I was about to protest when Scott nodded in approval. Judging by the way Lydia was standing and the determination burning in her eyes, I doubted that I would win this battle. I shrugged giving in to their wishes. The three of us walked back to Lydia's car, walking in a calm silence. I didn't mind-it was actually refreshing.
When we got to the car, I rode shotgun with Scott leaning forward in the center from the backseat. Lydia raced to Deaton's office, thankful to see the lights still on, contrary to the closed sign out front. Scott jumped out of the car, but paused at Lydia's window.
"Are you going to tell me what your plan is?"
"It's going to be okay." I promised. Scott paused, but didn't press on it as he ran inside. I know he heard my heart skip a beat. But I can't tell him the truth. I can't tell him how truly terrified I am of this plan. But it's the best I can come up with that will keep everyone safe from me. I felt in control at the moment, but its words replayed in my mind.
Their blood will be on your hands.
I think you all can guess the idea that Stiles has in mind ;) That's all for tonight. Sorry it's so short. The weekend will be good for longer chapters See you guys when I update, please review! And thank you all for following my story, it really means a lot.