Derek heard the scream pierce the air, he immediately ran to the window and opened it letting out a loud howl. He waited only a few seconds before he heard numerous howls from all over Beacon Hills to respond, behind him he could hear the sheriff bounding up the stairs in his work boots.
The door opened behind him and the sheriff stood there, hand on his gun and looking very worried. "What's going on?" he was frantic.
Derek looked at Stiles as he still sat unmoved on the bed, "I'm not sure, but the pack should be here soon. I have a bad feeling and seeing them just made it worse."
"Should we move him?" John asked quietly stepping closer to his son who looked like an empty shell of his former self.
"I don't think that's a good idea I know they're just standing there, but they might react if we touch him."
The sheriff being himself stepped closer until he put his hand on Stiles' shoulder and waited for a reaction, except nothing happened. Before he could say anything, the front door slammed against the floor and multiple feet were coming up the stairs. The pack stood at the bedroom door no one saying anything.
"What's going on?" Scott asked breaking the silence stepping in the room.
"I have no idea, we were just…" Derek trailed off not wanting to tell them the intimate moment that he just shared with his mate, "we were just talking and he stopped mid-sentence, before I knew what was happening these guys appeared."
They turned their attention to the two oni that stood still, everyone then turned to look at Kira for an explanation.
"I have no idea what's going on, I'm just gonna call my mom." She stepped out of the room and into the hall.
"Should we try moving him?" Isaac asked concerned.
"I think we should, but can the rest of you get blankets? He's freezing." John said walking to the closet and dresser to pull out some clothes for Stiles.
Danny, Isaac, and Liam went to the hall for some more blankets and gathered pillows. The sheriff dressed Stiles as Scott, Erica, Boyd, Jackson, Mason and Lydia just watched in silence. After he was dressed Derek climbed back into the bed and held the boy close.
"Derek, is he?" Scott asked leaving the last part hanging in the air.
The wolf only nodded and buried his face into the crook of Stiles' neck, breathing in scent. The smell death still present, but it was overpowered by sadness and loneliness, his wolf wined wanting to know what was wrong with his mate.
They came back with the blankets just as Kira had come back as well announcing that her mother was coming shortly. The pack rearranged the blanket following Lydia's orders around the two on the bed. "I don't understand." She said.
"Don't understand what?" Jackson asked annoyed.
"Why are the oni back, why I screamed, why Stiles is sitting there with an aura of death around him. It just doesn't make any sense, the nogitsune is gone. Is he dying?"
"What if it didn't really leave?" Isaac asked quietly.
The pack stood there pondering over those words trying to figure out a logical explanation. Scott, Stiles, and Lydia were there when the nogitsune was bitten, but someone from the supernatural can be a mix of two or more creatures. The banshee shared a concerned look with the werewolf, when a quiet knock was heard at the door.
Kira, knowing it was her mom quickly went to the door and opened it, the two women were back in no time. Noshiko stood at the doorway cautious to step into the room not knowing if the oni would attack her.
"Is this the first time this has happened?" the women asked stepping closer.
"Since he's been back yeah." Derek answered holding tighter onto Stiles.
The kitsune looked very confused, she had thought the kids had destroyed the nogitsune after Scott had bit it, so why is it still here? "I'll have to consider this before I can come to a proper conclusion, Kira come here."
Kira stepped forward, "Should I shock him?"
"Yes. Derek, you may want to let go it'll hurt."
"You're going to hurt him?"
"He'll be fine, I've gotten better at controlling my voltage."
Hesitantly he let go, but stayed close enough. Kira reached out and touched Stiles' arm, her eyes glowed and the air made an audible pop.
"Ouch, Kira that fucking hurts." Stiles said slapping her hand away.
"Ah, it worked!" She said excitedly.
"If, it worked why are they still here?" Jackson asked.
Stiles looked up to see the pack in his room and the oni standing at the foot of his bed. He turned to Derek confused. "What's going on here?"
"We were talking and suddenly you stopped, you got really cold and these guys showed up."
"Shit, shit, shit, shit."
"What's the matter son?" John asked.
"This must be what's wrong with my magic! The nogitsune!"
"I thought we got rid of it, how can it be a fox and mage?" Lydia asked.
"Is that why you smell like death Stiles?" Liam piped up.
Stiles nodded and stood up, he walked into his attached bathroom and closed the door. The pack listened closely to what was happening, they heard a grunt, smelled blood and the oni were gone in a puff of smoke. He opened the door and they saw the blood going back into his arm where he had cut it. Derek was immediately at his side taking the pain from him, but Stiles could feel nothing.
There was no pain for him, nothing. The first spell he ever learned was a healing one that helped heal any wound he received immediately and since he's a walking accident it's a good thing that his uncle taught him that first.
"Son are you okay?" John asked taking a concerned step forward.
"I'll be fine dad, I'm just thinking." He answered shaking Derek's hold on his wrist.
Stiles sat on the floor next to his bed and sat in a meditating pose, within a few minutes he was no longer in his room put rather in his mind. He needed answers now.
"What is he doing?" Liam whispered.
"Meditating it seems." Noshiko answered studying the hard look on the young boy's face.
"What are we going to do if the nogitsune is back?" Isaac asked.
Derek huffed, "we're going to protect Stiles and all of Beacon Hills to make sure that nothing happens."
"How can we protect him if he doesn't want to be around us?" Erica snipped.
Scott whined at that putting his head down.
"Well Stiles still like Kira and he just met Liam, so they can keep an eye on him during school." Lydia said. "Derek of course will probably come here every day to be with him, so he'll be looked after at home. While they do that the rest of us will look for answers and try to win Stiles back."
Everyone nodded at that.
"Fuck." Stiles whispered.
"Language."
"Sorry, I can't figure out what's wrong with me. When I try to dig deeper I'm blocked off by the nogitsune it seems." The young teen stretched showing off his glorious tattoos.
"What are those for? The tattoos I mean." Scott asked.
Stiles looked at himself and then back at the werewolf. "They're different summonings I can do without reciting anything, so it's quicker."
"That's so cool! Do you have familiar or anything?" the boy holding Liam's hand asked.
"Who are you?"
"I'm Mason, Liam's boyfriend."
"You're human."
"Last time I checked."
"You hear that Scott he's human."
"Stiles please." Lydia warned.
"What? I'm just saying he's a human isn't that interesting? A human running with a pack of werewolves." The bitterness was dripping from his tongue.
"Is there a problem?" Mason asked.
Stiles smiled at him, a lip tightening sweet smile. "There's no problem here, none."
"There better not be." Erica spat.
"You wanna say that a little louder cat woman, I don't think we all heard you." His eyes started to grow dark.
Behind him a stood the oni hand on their swords ready to be drawn.
"Say what's on your mind Erica, I'm sure we're all dying to hear what's going on in that precious little head of yours."
"Stiles you need to calm down." Derek said standing in front of him.
"I am calm." The oni drew their swords. "I'm so fucking calm right now."
"Everyone leave."
The pack rushed out of the rom without hesitation, with them gone the oni disappeared too. Derek took Stiles into his arms as the boy started to breath heavy, they slid to the floor and rocked back and forth.
Derek runs his fingers through Stiles' hair and starts to hum an old lullaby that he remembers from childhood.
They stay like that for the rest of the night, no one coming to bother them, just him and Stiles in the quiet.