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Scott and I entered his room, where Stiles lay on the bed as our Mom checked him over. "Is she here?" Stiles asked as he sat up, and Scott nodded, "Yeah." He said.
"Okay, let's do this." Stiles said, making Scott and I glance at each other warily, not liking the plan, "Guys, we have to do this."
Scott and I helped Stiles downstairs, where Noshiko, Kira's mom, stood in the living room. "Do you recognize me?" She asked, and Stiles nodded slightly and went to walk forward, but Kira ran in, "Stop!" She said.
"It's okay. I'm the one who asked her to come." Stiles said, and she shook her head slightly, "You're the one who's going to get stabbed with swords." Kira said before turning to her mother. "Mom, don't do this to him." Kira said, "It's already done." Noshiko noted, and then a couple of Oni suddenly appeared.
They charged over to Stiles, and one of the Oni grabbed Stiles by the side of his head like they did to everyone else. We stood there momentarily until the Oni let Stiles go, letting him fall to the ground as they stepped away before disappearing.
"Look behind his ear," Noshiko said, and Scott crouched down next to Stiles and turned his head to see the backward five behind his ear. "It worked." He said, "So, I'm actually me?" Stiles asked, and Scott helped him sit up a bit.
"More you than the Nogitsune," Noshiko said, and Stiles looked at her, "Can the Oni find him?" He asked, and she shook her head slightly. "Tomorrow night, It's too close to dawn now." She said, and he sighed softly and nodded, "Can they kill him?" He asked.
"Depends on how strong he is." Noshiko said, and I looked at her, "What about Lydia? Why would he take her?" I asked. "He would only take her for an advantage." She said, making me raise my eyebrow. "You mean her power?" I asked.
Noshiko nodded, "The power of a Banshee."
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"Ah, if I could just find my keys.." Stilinski muttered as he stood up and grabbed his jacket. "In your coffee cup." Stiles said, making Stilinski look up to see Stiles, Scott, and I in the doorway, "You always drop them in your empty cup." Stiles said.
Stilinski looked at Scott and me. We both nodded, making him sigh in relief before quickly running to his son. He instantly hugged him tightly, "Hey, Dad." Stiles said before they pulled away as Scott walked into the room.
"Is it over?" Stilinski asked, and I sighed and shook my head, "Not yet." I said before they started explaining everything that just happened.
