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The loft was mainly quiet. Everyone was out. Peter was apparently trying to get Lydia to completely "master" he banshee powers. Scott was with the Sheriff trying to figure out where Stiles had gone still. Isaac was in the hospital and Allison was home with Chris. They were discussing a vision she had. Her aunt Kate, who Peter killed, had started the Hale fire. Derek knew and so did Peter, that's why he had killed her in the first place. They didn't tell the Argents because they believed that Peter was just crazy and had killed her, but in reality she was the crazy one. Well, Peter was too, but Kate was over the top.
Derek and Vivian were lying on the couch. It had been two days since Stiles went missing and everyone was worrying about him and Isaac. Derek gently played with Vivian's hair as they stared at the blank TV. She looked up at him. She had told him about kissing Stiles and how he had kissed her again. He wasn't happy, especially not with Stiles, but soon enough he calmed down. How could Vivian keep something like that from him? In her defense, at first she had kissed him to make him stop panicking. The second time they kissed it was Stiles
"What are you thinking about, grumpy?" Vivian asked as she looked up at him.
Derek snapped out of his gaze and looked down at her, a light smirk forming across his lips. "Grumpy? Why am I grumpy?" He asked and stopped playing with her hair, letting his hand rest on her shoulder.
She shrugged. "You always have a grimace on your face it seems," she said and smiled at him softly. She took her two index fingers and pushed the corners of his mouth up into a smile. "There!" He rolled his eyes and lightly bit one of her fingers; she quickly pulled it back. "Bad Derek!" She shouted.
He laughed and stuck his tongue out at her. "I am not a dog," he said.
"Well, you're part wolf, so…" She smiled at him lightly and nuzzled her face into his neck before sighing. He rubbed her back and kissed her head gently. "When do you think that they're going to find Stiles?" She asked him.
He shrugged. "I don't know, but let's hope it's soon. Who knows what he's doing out there," Derek said.
"It was weird. That night, the night he disappeared and all, he kept asking me these riddles. There was one left that I didn't answer. I have no clue what he means by it," she told him before sitting up some so she was eye level with him.
"What was it?" Derek asked.
"Everybody has it, but no one could lose it," she said. She couldn't stop thinking about the riddle to be honest; she kept trying to figure it out.
"A shadow," Derek said simply. "Everybody has one and we can never lose our shadow."
Vivian furrowed her eyebrows, tilting her head to the side. "But… what does he mean by that?" She asked.
Derek shrugged and soon both of their phones went off within seconds of each other. Vivian grabbed hers, it was from Scott. "Stiles is back," was all that it read.
Vivian looked at Derek who had just read the text too. The two of them quickly stood and grabbed jackets before rushing out the door.
They drove quickly to Scott's house and when they arrived, they jumped out and ran inside. Stiles was sitting on the couch, the twins on either side of the him and Scott was pacing back and forth before looking into the bag that was in front of him.
"Stiles!" Vivian shouted as she ran in.
That pull in her chest was stronger than ever as she saw him sitting there. He looked up at her and smiled lightly. Stiles stood and walked over pulling her into a tight hug. "I'm sorry about the other night," he said softly. "It wasn't me. It was this damn thing that's inside of me."
"But you… you have it under control now?" She asked and looked up at him lightly.
He nodded. "Yeah, for the most part," he said softly.
Derek cleared his throat and Vivian looked over at him. She swallowed thickly and looked at Stiles before backing out of his embrace. Stile's small smile faltered as she did, but he took a breath and turned to look at the bag. "I don't know what I've been up to really, but… I thought I should show this to you guys…" He said and walked over the bag.
Derek kept a hold on Vivian as they walked over to him and looked into the bag. "What is all this stuff?" He asked.
Stiles shrugged and shook his head. "I have no clue, but… I have a really bad feeling." He took out a map and handed it to Scott. "I found this and there's X's all over it."
Scott looked at it and furrowed his eyebrows. "This is the trail where the cross country team runs," he muttered and looked up at Stiles who had wide eyes. "We have to get there, they have practice today."
Everyone quickly rushes out the door to get to the trail. Vivian watched as Stiles got into the car and she climbed in Derek's car quickly. They drove towards the trail and once they arrived, they all ran in different directions. Derek pursed his lips and looked at Vivian. "You go with the others, stay close to Scott, okay? I need to go take care of something," he said as he stopped running.
"What do you mean?" Vivian asked. Really? At a time like this he was going to leave?
"I'll be back, just go!" He said and ran back to the car, climbing into it and driving off. Vivian groaned and kept running towards where Scott was running. Once she caught up to the others, they had stopped all the runners and Stiles was holding a chain that connected to nothing in his hands.
"Funny joke Stilinski," he said as he took a few steps.
"Coach!" Scott yelled as he noticeably stepped on a trip wire. An arrow shot out of somewhere and his coach in his stomach.
"Oh crap…" He said before collapsing to the ground.
Everyone crowded around him before the twins began barking at everyone to step back to give them some room. Coach was screaming and Scott was sitting by him as someone calling 911. Stiles was sitting beside Scott and Vivian went over, joining them. "Coach settle down. The ambulance is coming!" Scott said.
"Just get it out! Get the damn arrow out!" He shouted at him.
"Scott, you can take away some of the pain he is holding," Stiles said.
Scott looked over at him and then down at Coach, chewing the inside of his cheek. He grabbed Coach's hand and his veins went black as he absorbed the pain. Coach stopped screaming and then passed out. Vivian watched on amazed, she had never really seen that happen before. It was weird to think that an Alpha could really do that.
The ambulance arrived shortly after that and took Coach to the hospital immediately. Scott, Stiles, and Vivian all stood and watched. Everyone dispersed moments later and Vivian got into the car with Scott and Stiles. "Where did Derek go?" Stiles asked breaking the silence that filled the car as they drove.
"He said that he had to go and take care of something," she responded and picked at her nails. She was still confused as to where he had to go so quickly and why he had to.
"Oh," he said and she could tell that something was up. She wasn't sure what really, but she knew that it wasn't good. She sat back deciding not to say anything, even though that she knew that she should. As she did, she noticed something under Stiles' seat and reached over grabbing it.
"Stiles, what is this for?" She asked him and held it up.
His and Scott's eyes went wide. The next thing they know, Stiles is calling his dad explaining that he needs to evacuate all of the school buses that were being loaded as they spoke and they needed to find the one that had someone who had a wrapped present. Once he hung up, they rushed to the school and found everyone running off the buses, people were talking in hushed tones as Stiles, Scott and Vivian passed them. Everyone was definitely surprised to see him back.
Everyone watched the buses. "They're on their way, but who knows how long it will take. What if the bomb has a timer?" A deputy that was new to Beacon Hills asked. He had no clue what he was getting himself into when he came here.
"Parrish, just be patient," Sheriff Stilinski said before he turned and saw the three of us, you could see the relief in his eyes seeing Stiles. He went and hugged him tightly without a word.
Stiles hugged him back and sighed into his shoulder. "It's good to see you, dad," he said.
"I'm so happy that you're okay," he said and smiled at his son.
They pulled away and the Sheriff turned back to Parrish who looked antsy. "Sir," he began, "I really just want to make sure that we are actually dealing with a bomb. I am a certified HDT, it will only take minutes."
The Sheriff pursed his lips together and he nodded. "Okay," he said. "Go ahead."
Parrish nodded and went to get suited up in some gear the police had brought just in case. He made his way into the bus and as he promised, minutes later he came out. "It's not a bomb…" He said and looked down at what was in his hand. "But I did find this."
He held up the name plate that clearly read "Sheriff Stilinski" on it. The next moments happened so fast that it was hard to know what was really going on. The Sheriff called the police station and told them to evacuate quickly. Stiles, Vivian, Scott, the Sheriff, and the police that were at the school all rush to the police station to find the windows blown out and smoke coming out of them.
They rushed inside and Vivian's eyes lie on Derek who was standing from covering Chris. "Oh my God, Derek!" She shouts and rushed over to him, looking at all the cuts that were covering him. "What were you doing here?"
"I got arrested…" He muttered and closed his eyes, tilting his head to the side. "They'll heal, Viv… Don't worry about it…"
"I will! Why did you get arrested?!" She shouted.
"It's a long story, just… relax for a minute. I'll explain it later…" He said and his eyes travelled to where Scott and Stiles were. Scott was absorbing the pain from brutally injured officer. Stiles watched intently.
Moments later, Kira ran in and was looking around frantically.
"Scott!" She called out once she spotted him. She whispered something in his ear and his eyes shot up to Stiles and then to Vivian. Derek's eyes widened and he looked down at her as well.
"Vivian!" He called as him and Stiles stood. Vivian looked at him confused and then up to Derek.
"Go with them, Viv. I'll meet you three later… Hopefully, if I actually get out of this mess that I'm in…" He muttered.
"What is this mess?" Vivian asked.
Derek sighed and pursed his lips. "I'll explain it later…" He whispered. Vivian scrunched up her nose, irritated that he wouldn't tell her anything. "Just go, Viv… It's going to be safer if you go with them, rather than stay with me."
Vivian swallowed thickly and nodded her head, rushing over to the three others. They all ran out the door and got into Stiles' Jeep. "What's going on?" Vivian asked as Scott started the car and pulled out of the lot.
"The Oni are coming…" Kira said simply. "They're after Stiles."
"But why?" Vivian continued her questioning, the situation not clicking in her head.
"They're after Stiles and—" She started.
"The nogitsune," Scott finished in a rushed way.
Kira looked at him as he looked at her through the rearview mirror. "Yeah…" She said softly, slightly confused.
They pulled into the parking lot of the Veterinary Clinic that Deaton worked at. No one had really seen him in a little while because he was on a job somewhere. Scott wouldn't give out the details. As they began to rush into the clinic, the sun had set and Oni appeared around them. Stiles looked almost unfazed and Scott was already changed into his wolf form, his eyes glowing red. Kira took out a sword and looked ready to fight. Vivian looked at each of the Oni and then to Stiles who glanced at her. "Stiles, Vivian, get inside!" Scott shouted as he jumped at an Oni.
Soon there was a full on fight between the Oni, Scott, and Kira. Swords clashed, there were growls, flashes of the Oni's yellow eyes. Stiles grabbed Vivian and dragged her to the door. There was a gasp and Kira shrieked lightly. Vivian looked back and Scott had a sword sticking out of him, and Oni disintegrated into the air, leaving a firefly in its place. She quickly helped Scott to the door and they opened it rushing inside. Scott was rushed to one of the tables and Kira went to barricade the door. Vivian and Stiles Stood around Scott as held the sword in his stomach.
"Damn it! Get it out of me!" He cried.
Vivian reached for it, but Stiles grabbed her wrist, a smirk playing on his lips. "Not just yet, Scott…" He said, his voice had taken on a menacing tone. "You know, you really need to learn to never trust a fox, Scott, we're all a bunch of tricksters…" He chuckled and let go of Vivian who back up some. He took the handle of the sword and twisted it inside of Scott who cried out in pain.
"Stiles, stop!" Vivian shouted.
He leaned in close to Scott and smiled. "Nogitsune live for chaos, strife, and pain. We feed off of it, we need it…" He glanced at Vivian who had a hand covering her mouth at the sight of Stiles twisting the sword inside of Scott. "Did you figure out the riddle, Viv?" He asked pushing the sword further into Scott before twisting it again. "What does everyone have, but no one can lose?" He repeated the riddle.
Vivian's head was swimming as she looked into Stiles' eyes, they were dark, the evil that was consuming him had definitely never really left. "A-A shadow…" she murmured, barely finding her voice. "Stiles, now let him go!" She said. Why is it that she never had a gun when she needed it?
Vivian felt something stir inside of her chest. She had felt it before, but it was never this strong. She gripped her chest and groaned lightly. "Damn, it's still too weak…" He muttered and looked to Scott, he was sweating, his eyes squeezed shut.
"Wh-What d-do you m-mean?" She asked him as the stirring created a dull ache all over her body.
"Haven't they told you Vivian?" Stiles questioned. "You have felt this pull since this whole darkness thing has happened. Towards me…" He smirked. "Now, this pain, ache, need is scratching at the inside of your chest and you don't know how to make it stop… I do Vivian…"
Vivian's eyes met his, desperate to make this go away. "How?" Her voice squeaked.
He gestured for her to come closer. She stood shakily and walked over. With his free hand, he took her hand and rested it on the handle of the sword over his hand. "Keep it there…" He said and then looked up to Scott. Scott looked… scared.
"Stiles… what are you—" Vivian was cut off as Stiles put his hand on the side of Scott's face Scott grunted lightly as Stiles sighed in relief. The veins on the side of Scott's head turned black and the pain absorbed into Stiles' hand. He sighed in relief. Vivian hadn't noticed that she was also absorbing the pain, but once she did she gasped and began to pull away and Stiles pulled his hand away as well with a smile.
He turned to Vivian walked towards her. "Do you know what you are now, Vivian? Do you know what is living inside you?"
Tears brimmed her eyes as she looked at her hand and then to Stiles who was getting closer and closer. "A-A Nogitsune…" She choked out.
"That's right…" He muttered.
As he reached out to grab her hand, Deaton showed up behind him and shoved a syringe into his neck. Stiles groaned and fell to the floor.
Vivian is the other Nogitsune! So, be honest, who saw that coming? Aha! Eep! I hope you like this chapter! Lots of fun to write. Drama and stuff like this is always fun to write. Thank you for reading and sorry it took so long to update, I was on Spring Break and time got away from me. :P