Episode 8: Time to Play Pt 4

The fox in question was pleased as punch. It was all going to plan. No one thought to look twice at the young girl that the Nogitsune was wearing. After all, anyone who looked at her would assume she must be visiting someone. She was just too nice and already had that reputation around town. In this case, Kira was the living embodiment of appearances being deceptive and that you should never just assume anything on appearances.

For now it didn't matter. Kira wasn't driving the bus so to speak. The Nogitsune was in control, meaning she would smile sweetly at you whilst she slit your throat.

It should be noted that there were no immediate plans to slit throats as the Nogitsune was looking to make its chaos a little more wide scale than just an individual. Why feed off scraps when you can have a banquet?

It looked around and as it got closer to the basement, the number of people in the hallways drastically reduced. Just as it opened the doors, it was struck by a deluge of emotions from its host. It still stunned the malicious spirit just how inherently good his host was. It was weird and creepy. It was spending more time having subdue the host. She had no desire to cause any type of chaos and was doing her best to fight back against the possession.

It was sweet and the Nogitsune would give her points for trying but ultimately it would do her no good. The Nogitsune had been around this earth for a thousand years it had more than enough wits to see off a teenager.

The basement was a maze in itself. There were was more than one path to take. The Nogitsune approved, it was checking out the different places deciding what it wanted to do. His first thought had been to manipulate the boiler to explode and cause chaos and carnage as the staff reacted to the crisis.

Then again, as it closer it noticed the the door which led to the cremator. Ohh. That could be fun. In so many ways. It may have had to wait sixty years for its revenge but in doing so - he could use their inventions to inflict misery without risking its magic.

Who would they pick to go up with a bang? It needed to be someone who would cause a commotion and it would have to arrange for an audience so that the living pyre would be effective.

The Nogitsune sighed. It would be such fun but would take too much effort. What it needed was honest to god minions. The lackies that could do the grunt work. There was a chance of calling the Oni back. The only trouble was the sacrifice of power needed to call them in order to do your bidding.

It would be worth it. The Nogitsune had only a small window of opportunity - in which it could maximise the disorder and chaos. The dice was thrown. It took a different options. There was such a hot fire raging inside and if the monitoring equipment was turned off; and then the dials were twisted. It did not have a fine understanding of how the machines worked. Still it did not take a genius to recognise that if you fiddle with enough knobs until all the circuits and pipes start to shake then you are on to a winner.

"You can't be a fox and a wolf at the same time."

A lot of the pack didn't see it. Peter was grinning, "That is righteous."

"I liked the poetic justice too, it was Nana's idea." Stiles confessed. He was still happy that once they found the annoying spirit they could get rid of the damn thing for good. Stiles knew that many would try and just banish it. Personally he was of the opinion it was a stupid idea. You should never leave an enemy alive that could feasibly come back and stab you in your back.

Peter spoke up, "The bite will be rejected?"

Stiles grinned, "Nana believes that the two bites will fight and I doubt it would be comfortable having a fox and a wolf fighting inside of you."

Derek was clearly thinking, "I remember momma once said that she had seen it happen. The wolf was bitten by a wereleopard. It just disintegrated."

"Ashes to Ashes ... Dust to Dust."

Stiles sighed wistfully, "I hope so Ally."

Scott was looking pouty and aggrieved and Stiles knew he was going to regret asking before he even did it. Still he was trying to be a good Alpha's mate and look after the emotional well-being of his pack.

"What's up Scotty?"

"We're just going to kill her?"

Stiles was starting to understand where the problem lay. He was hoping it was just the death of Kira and not the Nogitsune. They would be having more than just words if it was the latter. "No but the fox has got to go."

"Can we not separate her?" Scott asked hopefully.

Stiles looked to Chris, Peter and Derek, wondering if they had any ideas. He was never one to want to kill an innocent and the thing with Kira was going to screw with him royally. "Can we do it?"

Argent sighed, "We don't have much time?"

Derek was the one to ask him, "Do you know the ritual Sti' ?"

Stiles pinched his nose, "I've performed it but I don't have the ingredients to perform it."

Chris was glad to still have his hunting supplies. It was a rare case where he dealt with possession. If he was honest he happily farmed those jobs off onto the Winchesters. They were always messy as he was seeing first hand. "I have the stuff."

Stiles was relieved as that made things easier. "Well Derek has to go to work. You guys are in charge of finding me a ritual space. Once we get the thing we need to move quickly."

Lydia was in her element, "You want multiple spaces or just one and prepared."

It was a good question and one he was thinking about. He looked at his Alpha, "What do you think?"

Derek wasn't phased, "Prepare multiple places that way we can head to the closest."

"You going on the hunt?" Derek wasn't asking him to not go.

Stiles nodded, "I need it found."

Peter sighed, "We will have the ingredients to separate the host from its body."

Stiles nodded as the whole plan hinged on their ability to get Kira free from the thing. It was too bad that this was not the tv series Supernatural. (The Winchesters are still bitching at there life story being made into a TV programme.) Stiles would have loved it too be as simple as say a few words and they could get the person free of the possession. When all this was over - he was going to make all of the pack get tattoos that would serve as wards. On top of that - he didn't care how long it took him he was going to ward the hospital and the Sheriff's station from ill intent. He would even fix the school too as they were the key areas.

If he was honest to himself - he would love to be able to ward the whole damn area. The only issue he had - was the power. It would take several months and several trips to the Fae Realm in between for the sheer power needed.

Now was not the time. He kissed Derek soundly, knowing just how crazy things, "Have fun."

"You too."

Derek left and Stiles called the Fae to him. They were going to hunt - the pack house made as good as base as any for the Hunt.

The hunt had some of Stiles favourite Fae in. They were the ones who had taught him how to hunt and track. It was cute really that Chris and Allison thought they were hunters - they were good but they had nothing on the guard.

The leader, Wodan, was freaking out most of the pack. Stiles grinned, knowing it was the blue tattoos and the minimal clothing. He was nigh on certain that wodan was only wearing clothes to help keep the sensibilities of his pack. He was never that circumspect in the realm. Wodan was of the opinion if you've got it; then flaunt it.

Lydia was finally realising just who was in front of her, "Is this the prelude to death?"

Wodan snorted, showing razor sharp teeth. "It won't be our death and we stopped killing all mortals who saw us when you humans fixed your death rate. It got too suspicious."

Peter wanted to giggle at the comment. He loved the way that they didn't stop killing because they had reformed but rather they couldn't get away with it. He had a feeling he could get along well with them.

Wodan was bored, "Come along princeling ... Let's hunt."

Stiles was showing just how far he had come in faith and trust. He let the pack see his Fae armour and just how otherworldly he could be before he phased out to join the hunt.

The Hunt was on going and they were running through the preserve. Stiles was paying attention to the hunt but he was keeping a close eye on his bond with Derek and the rest of the pack. Still there was something bothering him and it was to do with Derek.

Stiles had been running ragged. He was using his ability to phase between places, making sure all of the key players were safe. He was glad that Peter and Chris had come through. Chris had the ingredients, Peter the knowledge to make the concoction. It was cute to see Malia and Allison ready to attack anyone who went for their fathers. It was clearly the family way.

He was about to say something when he felt a tug on his magic core. It was not a pack bond it was a Fae trick. Why the Fae couldn't use a cellphone he would never know?

He had a wry grin for the family, "Be right back."

He listened to his magic and sent himself to its location. Wodan was waiting, "Found the little bastard."

"The bastard is possessing an innocent girl that I have to try and rescue and then kill it. Only the thing is as old as you are!"

He didn't like what he saw. Stiles was seeing where the trail ended. It was the goddamn hospital. Melissa was working right now and in the middle of her shift. You do not touch Mama McCall and live to tell the tale. Stiles was going to make the Nogitsune beg, before he finally put it out of its worthless existence.

Some of his thoughts must have shown on his face as Wooden laughed, "Have fun little prince and call us if you want us to join the fun."

Stiles was going to have more than just fun.

The Nogitsune wanted to play ... Stiles would play only he was never going to play fair.

Stiles felt a massive flash of alarm flash through him from Derek. He tested the pack bonds, it was not just Derek - it was Jordan and his Dad too.

It was at the station. He had a choice to make, he looked to Wodan, "Can you get that place evacuated? I need to get to Derek and Dad."

The nodded head was all the confirmation Stiles was looking for. He refused to run around any longer - this bastard was going down!

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