Bend The Rules , Stiles Stilinski ² ✓

[ 55 ] trick, after trick, after trick

"It's—" Scott stuttered, trying to gather his words as he rubbed his hand over his face in distress, "Stiles—he has to be the other one, Void..."

Allison had her suspicions, but she still felt her heart drop even more at this realisation. Both Allison and Scott knew that the two most least deserving people of this fait—were Aspen and Stiles. And then, as if everything wasn't enough already, Allison had another realisation.

"Scott..." she said warily, looking up at him, "they're emotionally tethered... remember? That—that's gotta be important..."

"It's probably making whatever's inside of them more powerful," Scott replied, feeling his breath hitch in his throat with sheer pain.

Besides his mother—Aspen and Stiles were the two most important people in his life. He'd grown up beside them, they'd been there with him through absolutely everything.

"Then how do we get whatever's inside of them the hell out of them?" Allison asked in response, her voice more worried and panicked now.

"I'm working on it."

***

"The thing is, in all of the stories, Kitsunes are tricksters." Kira explained to Scott as people got ready for cross country, "They're mysterious. They don't really get caught up in right or wrong—or even understand it."

"So what does that mean?" Scott asked, "They're just doing this for the hell of it?"

"No, I found something else," Kira said warily, "Apparently, if you somehow offend the nogitsunes, they can react pretty badly."

"How do you offend a nogitsune?" Scott asked with furrowed brows.

"I don't know, but if they're doing something this bad? Then someone really, really offended them."

Scott was about to reply, when Coach Finstock interrupted their conversation with an announcement to the whole room.

"Listen up!" he yelled, "Anyone catches the slightest glimpse of Stilinski or Carter, you contact the first teacher available—got it?" when no one said anything within two seconds, he added another "Got it?!"

"Yes, coach." Everyone said monotonously.

"And there's a card on my desk for Lahey, and every one of you losers are not only gonna sign it, you're gonna write a personal message so profound and deep, it's gonna bring a tear to Coach's eye. Who's first?" When Danny voluntarily stood forth, Coach gave him a pat on the back, and added, "Ah, Danny. That's how you do it, buddy! Keep it PG, alright?"

When Coach stopped shouting, Scott returned to his murmured conversation with Kira, now with both of the twins.

"No Stiles, no Aspen, and no demonic ninjas." Aiden said at a quiet murmur to the group.

"Things are getting too quiet." Ethan added to what his twin was saying.

"Yeah, I know," Scott spoke, "It's making me nervous too..."

Interrupting their conversation, came a loud blaring noise that only the twins and Scott could hear. It grabbed all of their attention and raised their suspicion.

"You guys hear that?" said Ethan.

"It's an emitter. One of Argent's." Scott stated matter-of-factly.

"It's coming from the basement."

***

The three werewolves had made a quick exit from the locker rooms and made their way to the source of the emitter they all heard—the basement. It didn't take them long to get there, and then all three of their mouths fell open along with their eyes widening—when they found not one—but both of the missing culprits that the entire town was basically on the look for.