A.N. Hellur everyone! I decided that this needed a chapter, its fleshing out pretty well, however I will probably have to re-watch season 3b again...oh damn. I don't abandon my stories, they only annoy me for periods of time, but they will all be finished one way or another. Same warnings about spelling and grammar.
Hope you all enjoy
PreludeOfWater
Chapter 3 - The Drums of War
Stiles pulled Roscoe into the school car park, keeping an eye out in case he hit one of the students rushing about in general hubbub. To think that he was one of those poor ignorants at one point, no Werewolves, no Kanima, Banshees or Druids and certainly no Kitsune.
Turning off the engine he gripped the wheel a little tighter, taking in a deep breath to gather himself. He had at most, a week, to get his shit together before it literally hit the fan; not a long time all things considered.
Opening the door he hopped out the jeep with his bag slugged over his shoulder and proceeded to begin the hunt for his furry little friend.
The day's classes had begun and there was neither hide nor hair of Lassie, one would almost think Allison was back from France...oh wait...she is.
'Okay' Stiles thought 'New plan, find Lydia; you find Lydia you find Allison, you find Allison and Scott will be stalking her from behind the nearest corner.' It was sad what that girl had reduced his best friend to, especially with the whole Issac thing beginning to take hold.
Walking through the school he couldn't help but notice that the alpha twins were still in town doing their dynamic duo entrance through the hall you could literally see poor Danny's brain flat-line and the scheming look on Lydia didn't look much better especially when he lipread the word distraction from her… damn, even when Jackson is out of the picture he still isn't in it. All thoughts of the two new additions to Beacon Hills' exceedingly attractive population aside he found his favourite mutt, staring at a third addition to Beacon Hill's exceedingly attractive population, Goddammit! What human pops these creatures out!
There was a sudden undertone of ozone in the air, it was only a fleeting moment but it was enough to rouse the big bad in his brain with thoughts of BE ALERT BITCH!
'Thunder Kitsune~~~' The Nogitsune purred in pure bliss 'They put up such a good fight before they die...this one smells like a pup, an excellent place to start the game, no?'
'Wait, what? He wasn't ready he had to research mental barriers and the Harry Potter occlumency shit! He was nowhere near ready!'
'Ah Kit you already deduced that the possibility of a mental shield on your memories was plausible, like your Druid told you all it needs is a spark and belief...The former you have in spades might I add.' The dark fox yawned obviously displeased that its proverbial nap had been cut short by the ever surprising high school students 'Thunder Kitsune can channel a force of nature, much like all Kitsune can, although she is young not even formed a full tail yet she would be able to provide a modest portion of the power we would need to separate...in turn the less people you will have to hurt. Or I have to force you too if you insist on being morally stubborn.'
'So what I just hocus pocus the magic outa her?' Stiles asked mentally.
'Ugh' The Nogitsune 'I forgot how suffering through mortal stupidity wears your tails down. No you know the feeling, the brink of insanity and numbness that you used on your-'
'ENOUGH! I get it' Stiles responded bitterly 'What do I call you anyway, do you have a name?'
'Mu, ningen, my name is Mu. As for our little lightning bug, the way to extract the most power from her is to get her to use the thunder element, given how young she is we may need a little bit of Hagemi, encouragement, to channel her innate abilities.' Mu answered.
'So I would have to orchestrate a situation where she would be stressed enough to become the human/fox firefly hybrid?'
'Essentially yes, however the remainder of the power needed to be gathered will have to come from your own deviousness, don't expect me to do all the work...and eventually I will start to play back.' Mu's voice fizzled out with a dark chuckle signaling his return to slumber. He returned to reality to face the world's strongest puppy dog eyes… it would seem as though Lassie had returned.
"Dude" Stiles received a tap on the head "You alright? You were pretty much gone there."
Stiles composed himself "Yeah, so the new girl?" moment of concern gone the wolf was now in the forefront judging by the look in the new true alpha's eyes, they were slightly red and looked as though the wolf was evaluating her. Since the whole Darach and Deucalion incident Stiles has been very afraid to ask his friend what his place in the pack is. Derek always insinuated that it was a wolf thing and never really made an attempt at bringing him into the fold along with Scott, but then again that could be Derek being Derek. Overall it left him wondering if he was considered the runt or if he was even in the pack at all. Isaac who had been staying at Scott's house since Derek went full idiot, had slowly been taking his place and Scott didn't even seem to notice. That made him angry if he was being honest, Scott had a lot to answer for since he became a werewolf.
Stiles was the one who figured out what he was, how to use his powers, how to control them, he helped defeat Peter, helped him with Gerard, warned him about Matt Daehler, helped with the Kanima, rouge werepuppies, the alpha pack, the Darach, he stopped him from becoming a proverbial Hellhound at the motel Glen Capri...Stiles had been prepared to die with him in that fire if need be and the ungrateful mutt had thrown it in his face with near no acknowledgement. Not Scott though, he could remember the fear in his eyes as Stiles pushed him out of the Gasoline but the damn alpha wolf in him only turned its head for strength and power.
Derek had been the same, Stiles was beginning to befriend the beta, when suddenly he became an alpha and the lowly human didn't register anymore, even after keeping him afloat all night in the swimming pool. Stiles supposed that was probably why the werewolf Scott dropped him like a hot-potato, true alphas have always been alphas in some regard until they gain the strength to genuinely rise on their own power.
Just thinking about it made Stiles even more angry, Scott and Stiles were walking down the hall to economics with Coach, Scott twitching every now and then at the scent Stiles was emitting. The dark part of Stiles' mind had already decided on his centerpiece...The wolf.
He would teach the True Alpha Werewolf just exactly how powerful and frightening an angry Stiles could be, Scott would be his King, the wolf within, the Queen. Scott would decipher the path he leaves and the wolf will be the muscle and in the end when the game start and finishes...he would be victorious over the wolf and the Nogitsune. If he really was as dangerous as Mu was suggesting then he would carve his place into the pack with blood. One time and it will be instilled in their memory for life.
At this point in time the Nogitsune was silently listening to the ever growing crescendo of muffled thoughts and anger, the subtle but sure flux of power both earth and void, this is what he came for the battle both inner and outer, this was to be his last, he was so very very old the oldest of his kind in existence to be precise. This fox had caused the fall of New Rome to the Ottomans and incited WW1 along with multiple other less noteworthy achievements, it was easy to play with mortals minds they all broke in the end, they all forgot the strength of their enemies, this one though, this one had a chance, already the boy was subconsciously hiding his memories behind barriers with the young thunder Kitsune as his target in sight. He had already seen the boys deepest and darkest desire, if he won, Mu in all his non-existent benevolence would grant him it. However if things keep going the way the thoughts sound -muffled though they are- then we may see the first human/nogitsune hybrid to exist. Interesting times to be alive.
Stiles walked behind Scott thinking of where he would draw power from after he works out how to get Kira go full thunderbird. Mu just looked on dispassionately.
Let the last game begin.
