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Chapter 7
I came around the bend and barely dodged a speeding ambulance. It crashed onto some turf. I swung the car around and parked. I jumped out of the car to find water separating me from the hospital. Some stray wire was sparking and laying in the water. Some car pulled up beside me and out came Allison and Isaac. The driver of the ambulance got out, but when he stepped in water he was instantly shocked. Of course! Water is a great conductor of electricity. The stray wire was going to electrocute anyone who stepped foot in the water! Allison went to go to Isaac, but he pushed her back. She flew back while Isaac was instantly shocked as the water surrounded his feet.
"Isaac!" both Allison and I screamed. He buckled and then fell over into the water. Another woman stepped out of her car into the water. She too was shocked and fell. A car zoomed by and was headed towards Kira.
"Kira! Get out of the way!" I yelled as she ran to it, ran over it, and then back flipped off of it, "Or just do that." I said to myself. She landed in the water, but nothing happened to her. It even seemed like a shock to her(no pun intended). Scott and some other guy, the one who had left with Kira, came rushing to the scene. I stayed focused on Kira. She grabbed the flailing wire and then covered the sparking end with her hand. Wait! What?! She looked up and her eyes were glowing yellow. She was a werewolf too?! She breathed and her eyes went back to normal. People were flooding out of the hospital yelling. The guy who was with Scott ran over to Isaac who wasn't moving on the floor still.
"He's not breathing," he mumbled to himself, "Scott! He's not breathing!" he yelled. They picked him up and they carried him inside. Allison and I followed them in. They took Isaac on a stretcher and brought him to a room. We were no longer allowed to follow. Kira was behind us, but she was taken away by, I'm guessing, her mother. Scott walked back out. Allison was trembling.
"Allison? It's going to be alright, okay." I told her.
"Everybody always says that… but for us it is never going to be okay. Why do people say that it's going to be okay if they don't know?" She told me.
"Well, would you feel better if I told you it wasn't going to be okay?" I asked her. She shook her head, "That's why people say it's going to be okay. Hope makes the bad go away… okay maybe not go away completely, but they make the scary thoughts easier to deal with. That's why it is going to be okay. You being scared is not going to help Isaac. You need to be hopeful to push away those scary thoughts. Can you do that for me? No, not for me, for Isaac," I told her. She nodded slowly, "And if you need help, if you need to just cry and let out all those bad thoughts don't be afraid to. You holding in the bad isn't going to help either. You come to me if you need help." She nodded again, this time with more confidence. I offered to walk her out, but she was going to stay.
"Oh, and who is that guy who was with Scott?" I asked.
"That's Derek Hale." She told me.
"The Derek Hale? Like the one who's family died in the house fire, Derek Hale?" I asked again.
"Yeah." She told me.
"Oh, okay… Does he know about all this, like werewolves and stuff?" I asked her.
"He is one." She told me.
"Oh, okay. Good to know. I'm gonna head out now," she just nodded. I walked out of the hospital, but overheard the police talking. Apparently, Stiles left the hospital. Why would he leave? And why did he go alone? Anyway, I made it home to find my dad asleep on the couch. I just headed in and got some sleep.
It's been two days since the whole hospital incident and no one has scene Stiles still. School wasn't much now that I avoided Lydia. I met up with Kira and Scott in the hallway.
"The thing is in all the stories, kitsune are tricksters, mischievous. They don't really get caught up in right or wrong." She explained. A kitsune?
"So what does that mean? This thing in Stiles is just doing it for the hell of it?" Scott asked.
"No. There was something else I found. If you somehow offend a nogitsune," now it's a nogitsune? "They can react pretty badly." She finished.
"How do you offend a no-what-suney?" I asked.
"Nogitsune," she told me, "and I don't know, but if it's doing something this bad then someone really, really offended it." She told us.
We all went to track practice even though our minds were pretty much fogged with all the problems and craziness that came with being a supernatural teenager living in one messed up town. Scott and I went to the locker room when coach had started his speech. He blew his whistle.
"Listen up! Anyone catches the slightest glimpse of Stilinski you contact the closest available teacher, got it?" nobody said anything, "Got it!"
"Yes coach." We all moaned.
"There's a card on my desk for Isaac Lahey and everyone of you losers is not only going to sign it, but you're going to write a personal message so profound and deep that it's gonna bring a tear to coach's eye. Who's first?" Danny got up and grabbed the pen from coach's hand, "Ah! That's how you do it buddy! Keep it PG." I couldn't help, but let out a small laugh. I took off my shirt and started getting changed. Ethan and evil, I mean Aiden came over.
"No Stiles, no demonic ninjas." Aiden said.
"Again with those ninjas. What are they?" I asked. Ethan and Aiden just gave me the same disapproving glance and then went back to Scott. I put my tank top on.
"Things are getting too quiet." Ethan told Scott.
"Yeah I know. It's making me nervous too." Scott finished. He turned his head sharply. I heard it. It was like some weird techno sound.
"You hear it too?" I asked him. He nodded.
"It's an emitter. One of Argent's." Scott finished. He started walking and we followed. I let the twins go first since I didn't trust them enough to turn my back to them. We went out of the locker room and followed the sound to the basement. We made it to the basement. Over the twins shoulders I could see a figure standing there back to us. It was Stiles!
"Okay, I know what you guys are thinking, but it's me. I swear to God it's me." Stiles told us. I was about to say something when I was cut off by growls. The twins were going to attack. I tried to quickly grab one, but they had taken off. They grabbed and held Stiles up by his neck. Scott ran after them and I followed.
"Stop!" he yelled as he yanked Ethan and tossed him like it was nothing, "I said stop!" he yelled again. Aiden roared, but Scott whoa! No, Aiden meowed, Scott roared. I almost took a step back from Scott. Scott slowly turned to Stiles.
"It's me. Scott, I swear it's me," Stiles said tapping his chest, "I don't know where I've been the last two days or what I've been doing, but it's me I promise."
"You know what happened at the hospital?" I heard Ethan ask, but I didn't turn from Stiles.
"I know more than that," he told us as he walked over and squatted. He picked up what looked like a blueprint, "You see this? It's a blueprint of the hospital's wiring," He unfolded it, "You see the red, that's my handwriting… I know I did this. I know I caused the accident."
"I've gotta tell yah Stiles," I told him as I squatted near the blueprint, "It was a little bit more than just an accident." I told him trying not to be a total buzz-kill, but that failed.
"Everything in this bag, its all part of something bigger." Stiles told us. Ethan pulled some crazy machine saw out of the bag.
"What the hell have you been up to?" Ethan asked.
"I think something worse… a lot worse." He told us. We got up and put the bag on a table. We started pulling things out of the bag, a lot of rope and other sharp and dangerous stuff.
"What were you doing? Building the terminator?" Ethan asked.
"Thank you for that." Stiles told him sarcastically.
"Hey guys, it's a map." Scott pulled it out and opened it up. It looked like Beacon Hills.
"Isn't that the cross-country trail?" Ethan asked.
"That's the Ta-," Scott stopped talking and looked at me out of the corner of his eye.
"Scott, it's been over eight years. I know that's where the car crashed." I told him.
"Okay, well that's where the Tate car is." Scott said.
"It's also where Mr. Tate put all those steel traps." Stiles said. Everyone looked at me.
"I had no idea he was going to do that!" I told them. It almost hurt a little that they all thought of me being the one having to do with that. They all looked back at the map… at the cross-country trail. We all ran out. Stiles, Scott, and I got into Stiles' jeep while the twins took their bikes. We drove over to where the trail started, got out, and met up with coach.
"Coach!" Stiles yelled.
"Stilinski?!" Coach was both confused and angry. I think, his face was always kind of angry.
"Coach, listen close…" Stiles started telling him all about what he could without telling him too much. I turned around to tell Scott that we had to go stop the others, but he was already gone. I could barely see him running down the trail. I sprinted right after him. I had never moved so fast before in my life. I stayed focused and was now even gaining on Scott. I couldn't help but smile as I came up to and then passed Scott. I saw some of the cross-country people. I sped up even more and within a minute I had caught up to them. I tried to talk while running.
"You have to stop running now! Stop running! All of you, stop!" I yelled out. Some of them stopped running, but some kept going, "You have to stop! The trail isn't safe!" A few more stopped, but this one guy laughed at me and tried to run faster. Alright you wanna play that game, fine. I sped up to him and with the momentum of my speed I jumped up and tackled him down. Once He stood back up out of breath I yelled at him again, "I told you to stop."
"What the hell, man!' He yelled back at me. I heard runners up ahead and thought maybe I could still stop them before they went to far. I sprinted away towards the last group. I caught up in no time and nothing happened yet
"Stop! All of you stop!" I yelled they slowed to a stop. Stiles, Scott, Aiden, Ethan, and coach all caught up. Coach came up next to me.
"That was some of the fastest running I've ever seen." He told me.
"Okay, everybody don't move." Stiles told them as he started digging through the leaves. I heard a clink and he started pulling out this chain. He kept pulling slowly until… until it was completely out. It had nothing on it. It was just some old chain. I breathed a sigh of relief.
"Alright, it was just a false alarm everybody," I told them as I started walking away from them, "Everything's alrigh-"
"Tate!" I heard coach yell as I took my next step. I felt a pull at my leg, and then he pushed me out of the way. He pushed me away just in time, but he got shot. An arrow end stuck out of him.
"Oh crap." I heard him mumble right before he fell to the ground. We all rushed around him. The next thing I knew he was screaming, "Get it out of me! Get it out of me! Get it out of me! Oh god! I'm gonna die! Oh, get it out of me! I'm gonna die!"
"Coach! Coach! You're not gonna die" Stiles told him trying to reassure him, but it failed.
"I'm gonna die! Oh god!" he yelled again.
"It would hurt less if you stopped moving." Aiden told him, but he just kept squirming, "Stay still an ambulance is coming." An ambulance, then people had to move. I got up and started waving people away.
"Alright, everybody get back!" I told them, "Give him some room!" They all dispersed. I turned around to find Scott holding coach's hand. Scott looked like he was in pain, but coach breathed easy. Suddenly I could see the veins on Scott's hand grow black. Coach's eyes closed and Scott let go. He gasped for air.
"I think he just passed out." Aiden said. Stiles lifted his bloody hands off of coach's still bleeding body.
"I- I could've- I could've killed him. What if it was his head, or- or his throat?" Stiles panicked.
"But it wasn't. It wasn't and he's going to be fine." Scott told him. I heard the sirens.
"I think the ambulance is coming." I told them. Stiles' head jerked up.
"And my dad." The ambulance pulled up along with the sheriff. It wasn't long before coach was being loaded into the ambulance and Stiles was hugging his father. I was just standing alone like always. Being that awkward loner that I was. I was used to it though. I mean for eight years I was stuck at home with no one, but my stressed and crazy dad. I loved him, but eight years with only one person gets really hard to do. I saw Ethan and Scott looking through the back of Stiles' jeep. I walked over and found wrapping paper, nails and bolts, along with a bunch of other junk.
"What is all of this stuff?" I asked.
"All things that Stiles has been using to cause all these horrible incidents." Ethan told me.
"This is the wrapping paper we used on coach's present." Scott said.
"Isn't that William Barrow's thing? A bomb made out of screws and bolts?" Ethan questioned. Scott and I both knew that was true, "And where did the bomb go off?" he asked again.
"A school bus." Scott said looking worried.
"Then we have to get back to the school now. Maybe we can get to it before anyone else." I told them. They just nodded and we were off. Scott was going to run back to Stiles' jeep and Ethan went to his bike, but I knew where the school was and I would waste no time trying to get there. I sprinted away. I was moving so fast I could barely hear the leaves crinkle under my feet before I was already to far away from it. Tree-after-tree flew by, but I heard nothing except for my heart beating. Faster and faster I could hear it the closer I came to the school. The beats turned to ticks and it was as if my heart was the bomb ticking. Maybe it wasn't my heart that was the bomb. Maybe it was me. I still never truly transformed and maybe all these years of holding it back only made it worse? What if I were to explode and change and kill all who I've come to love? My sprinting slowed to a run, and my run to a walk. I had stopped. I breathed in and out. I certainly sounded like an animal. The bomb was going to blow and what was I going to do? I can't trust myself anymore. I am just as bad as William Barrow. Maybe it would be best if I just made it in time to blow myself up. It's not like I had much to lose. My sister is locked up, my dad is a loon, and Lydia… I don't have her either.
Suddenly, I heard yelling and gasping of kids. I instantly started running again. I wasn't a monster… at least not yet. I was running faster than before, which I didn't even think was possible, but I was. I was almost to the school, passing tree-after-tree until I finally broke through the forest and was running across the field to the school. I slowed my supernatural-sprint to a run and pushed past all the students. I found Mr. Stilinski there.
"Mr. Stilinski, what's happening?" I asked him.
"It's not a bomb and it-," he turned to me looking confused, "Weren't you just at the cross-country trail?" he asked me.
"Yeah." I told him.
"Well, then how did you get here before everyone else?" he asked. Uh-oh.
"Um, well… I-" thank god I was cut-off by one of the police. He held up Mr. Stilinski's nametag that should be on his desk at the police station. Scott and everyone else huddled behind us.
"Oh God. There is a bomb, but not here." The sheriff mumbled to himself.
"Where is it then?" I asked. He didn't answer though, he starting running to his car and speaking into his walkie-talkie. The bomb wasn't here it was at the police station. We all got into cars. I went with Stiles and Scott in the jeep, and drove to the police station. We ran inside to find bodies on the ground. They were all hurt. Scott, Stiles, and I huddled around the one closest to us. He was hurt bad.
"Can you do something?" Stiles asked, "Take his pain?" Wait, what? Scott just looked back at Stiles as if he said I'll try. Scott grabbed the man's hand and Scott's veins turned black. Scott was hurting and the man breathed easy for the moment. The man lifted his head and then let it fall. He… he was dead. Scott's mouth hung open in horror. He just put the man's hand on his chest. The sheriff started yelling orders. He wanted us to leave. Scott pulled Stiles away, but I stayed there for a moment. I closed the man's eyes.
"Thank you." I mumbled to him even though he was no longer there. I wanted to thank him for his service. I got up and then walked over to Scott and Stiles. Kira came in out of nowhere.
"The Oni," she said with a scared look on her face, "They're coming."
"Stiles, we gotta get you outta here." Scott told him as he pulled him away. We all got out and into Stiles' jeep.
"Where are we going?" I asked.
"The animal clinic. It's lined with mountain ash just like my house." Scott told us. We drove through the rain until we got there. We jumped out of the car. They all ran to the door. I was behind them as the rain pelted us. Suddenly, Scott turned around and so did Kira. I turned around too. I couldn't see much beyond the rain. Then, the darkness seemed to take shape. It grew legs and arms.
"I'm gonna take a wild guess and say those are the demonic ninjas?" I asked. I saw Kira nod. They held swords and marched close to us.
"Stiles get inside!" Scott yelled, but I just watched the Oni people get closer. Then I heard a huge roar. It was Scott. He had fully transformed. The Oni ran at us. I didn't know if I could do it. They were on top of us now. I felt my claws come to and I tried my best. I was quick and was able to dodge their blades just barely.
"Hey Kira! Get inside!" I heard Stiles yell, "Kira!" She was with us though. She threw things at them, but it didn't do much. I landed hits to them barely, but it did nothing. They were indestructible and had no weaknesses. Scott was trying, but nothing was happening. In that moment that I looked to Scott I felt a sting go across my stomach. I let out a yelp, but tried my best to keep going. Then out of nowhere Kira flipped one of the Oni and then she took a bat to the others. Then, I heard a scream come from Kira. I looked over and found Scott with a sword through him. I gasped and with that I stopped. A sword sliced through my stomach, but I could feel it. It hadn't gone out to the other side. The Oni then lifted his sword with me on the end of it and threw me. I landed near the door. Stiles helped me up and brought me inside just as Kira got Scott inside. She closed the door shut. I laid on the floor near the table that Scott was leaning against. Kira went to try to pull the sword out of Scott, but then Stiles grabbed her by the arm hard. He slammed her against the metal table and then she fell to the floor out-cold.
"St- Stiles!" I yelled as best as I could, but it came out quiet and stuttering. He looked at me. His face paler than normal and his eyes were dead.
"I'll be with you in a moment," he looked at Scott, "I'm not finished with my patient just yet," he came to Scott and danced his fingers along the edge of the blade, "Okay?"
"Please, don't. Stop" Scott got out. It was quiet. Stiles wrapped his fingers around the handle and pulled slowly. Scott took in short, quick breathes.
"Sti-Stiles," I barely got out as I reached for his leg. I was about to grab his leg when he stepped on my hand. I let out another yelp. Tiles then grabbed Scott's shoulder and twisted the sword in Scott. Scott let out yelps and was hurting. Scott fidgeted and Stiles took his foot off of my hand. I quickly, as quick as I could, grabbed Scott's leg. I didn't know how, but I started taking his pain. I started screaming, but I saw Scott breathing better. My pain had doubled and I was starting to see black. Stiles let go of Scott and looked at me. Scott could barely stand and I could no longer hold his leg. I gasped for air.
"What did I just say to you?!" He raised his voice. Then he bent over and grabbed the sword sticking out of me and pushed it sideways. I screamed. The pain was excruciating. He stopped for a second and then did it again. My scream was louder and I noticed the tears coming down my face. I could feel the blade pushing against my insides. He let go and looked at me.
"You see, Scott, you can never trust a fox. They'll trick you… they'll trick everyone." Stiles finished as some dark-skinned man came out from behind him.
"Not everyone." He said as he pressed a needle into Stiles' neck. Stiles fell to the floor. He went to Scott and put his hand around where the blade was in Scott and grabbed the end. He pulled it out quickly. Scott hurt, but then stood and breathed. I watched him barely. I was hurting so badly.
"It's going to hurt, but just for a second alright?" he told me. He was rather nice. He put his hand on the handle. He looked at me for an answer. I did my best to nod my head. He waited a second and then pulled it out. I bit my lip and yelled out.
"Scott, is he a-"
"He'll heal. I- I think he sh-should." He told the man, "What was th-that? Was that a cure? Is he okay?" Scott questioned him. I grabbed my wound and felt the blood in it. It was warm and it rushed out of me.
"The fox is poisoned, but it's not dead," he turned to Stiles on the floor, "Not yet."
