Sheriff Stilinski and I wandered into Derek's loft to see Stiles standing in front of us, looking out the large window. I tried to let Stiles emotions flood into my mind, but I didn't feel anything.
Stiles didn't have control right now, the Nogitsune did. The sheriff and I exchanged a look before he turned around to face us. Stilinski held a pair of handcuffs up in the Nogitsune's vision.
"You want to handcuff me?" Not going to lie, it sounded a lot like Stiles. But I knew that it wasn't. This wasn't Stiles.
"If my son is still here, if there's still a part of him standing here in front of me, then he'll put these on willingly and he'll come with me, because he knows I'm here to protect him from himself and from others." Sheriff Stilinski pleaded, inching closer to the his "son" in front of him. Tears began to build up in my eyes at the words that he said. I decided to watch what was going on from a distance.
The Nogitsune gave into Stilinski and let him put the cuffs on, which I knew wouldn't turn out well. A few seconds passed, and the Nogitsune dropped the act as his face changed into a mischievous smirk.
"You're not my son." Stilinski stated, backing away from the evil spirit. I shook my head, standing next to him. The Nogitsune broke the cuffs in one swift movement, the metal dropping onto the floor.
Allison, Mr. Argent, and Derek trudged into the loft, weapons in hand. Allison attempted to shoot the Nogitsune with a stun gun, but he pulled on the cords and ripped the device from her grasp.
I could feel myself start to shake, and all I wanted was to be able to use my Empath ability to see what the outcome of this would be. Unfortunately, when the Nogitsune has control over Stiles, I can't sense his emotions or use any of my abilities. Allison backed away, letting Derek take over.
Derek lunged at the Nogitsune, who simply slammed his body up against a wall. I gasped and covered my mouth at the sound of Derek's body falling to the floor. Mr. Argent pulled a gun, and I threw myself towards him.
"No! Don't." I shrieked, watching the scene. The Nogitsune was enjoying this, and I could see it in his eyes.
"Why not? I've done it before. Werewolves, Berserkers, I can easily add a Nogitsune to the list." Argent replied simply, still holding the gun to the Nogitsunes head. If he shot him, Stiles would be gone.
"You're not going to shoot my son." Stilinski demanded, then told him to put the gun down multiple times. Argent didn't budge, and tears started to fall down my cheeks. The emotions were overwhelming, and I couldn't hold it in anymore.
"Dad, he's going to shoot me. He's going to kill me, dad." The Nogitsune was obviously trying to fool us, but it didn't work. Stilinski continued to scream for Argent to put the gun down, and the tears were pouring down my face now.
"Come on, do it. Pull the trigger. Shoot me. Shoot me!" The Nogitsune taunted Argent, and I came to a realization.
"Guys, stop it! Stop! This is what he wants. This is exactly what he wants." I said as all eyes shifted to me. Argent dropped the gun in response, and the sun was officially down.
"Not exactly. I was kind of hoping Scott would be here. But I'm glad you all have your guns out. Because you're not here to kill me. You're here to protect me." The Nogitsune teased as the four remaining Oni appeared behind him.
The next few minutes were a blur of people shooting at the Oni, fighting, and the Nogitsune getting exactly what he wanted. Then, the Oni dissapeared, taking the Nogitsune with them.
•••••
After the events at the Loft, Lydia called me and said she wanted to go clothes shopping. I figured that would be a good way to get my mind off of things and accepted the offer. She picked me up from my house and we were on our way to the mall.
"I'm a little worried that were completely lost." I sighed, shifting in my seat. Lydia's hands were on the steering wheel tightly and she had just made her third right.
"Why do you think that?" She questioned, making her fourth right. I tilted my head to the right slightly and pursed my lips.
"Because you just made your fourth right, and four rights makes a circle." I stated, to which she made a comment about the GPS working perfectly fine before. I looked at the cars console and noticed that the GPS wasn't on.
I took a deep breath, "Lydia, are you okay?"
"I need to stop. I need to pull over right now." She had a death grip on the wheel now, pulling into an empty parking lot. A body was laying on the cement, but I couldn't see who it was. As she pulled in closer to the body, I realized it was Stiles.
"You can sense if it's really him, right?" She asked, and I nodded in response. Lydia stopped the car and I stepped out, wandering closer to Stiles. His eyes were closed and his body lay still.
I could feel the familiar feeling of my eyes starting to glow, and I shut them. After a few minutes of trying to let Stiles emotions in, I was unsuccessful. I stepped away from the Nogitsune and shook my head at Lydia.
•••••
Lydia and I used all our strength to carry the Nogitsunes body to Scott's couch, then dropped him. Deaton examined his body and found a wound that was healing in his stomach. He then took out a syringe filled with a clear liquid and emptied the contents in the Nogitsunes mouth, waking him up.
Before I could move away from him, he grabbed at my throat and wrapped his hands around it. I struggled to get away, and his grip tightened. Scott ripped the Nogitsunes hand off of me, and I realized what was in the syringe.
"Kanima venom. Nice touch." He spoke, his voice sending a chill up my spine. He sounded nothing like Stiles. Stiles could never sound so evil.
"It's really funny watching you guys try to save the world everyday." The Nogitsune continued, resulting in Deaton putting duct tape over his mouth. He let out a loud scream over the black tape, then laughed manically.
A few moments passed of glances being exchanged while Melissa tended to the Nogitsunes wounds. A tear fell down his face, and I knew he was once again trying to fool us. Melissa clearly was convinced and quickly ripped the tape off of his mouth.
"No, wait! It's not h-" I started, getting interrupted by him.
"Really, Melissa? I shed one tear? That's all it takes? Come on. You can't crumble that easily. How are you going to hold up when Scott knows the truth? When he finds out why his dad really left? You know he overheard it, right? You had no idea. You called Stilinski right after it happened. You didn't tell Scott, but you told the Sheriff. Hmm. But Stiles heard it like he hears everything. But you want to know why he never told Scott? Because he knew that Scott would never forgive you. He knew how much he would hate you."
All eyes were on Melissa now, and I didn't dare to ask for clarification. Thankfully, Scott had left the room so he didn't hear the taunting words coming from the Nogitsune. Melissa sighed and put the tape back over his mouth, then walked away.