Invisible String {2} TW

Ch. 10 De-Void

"Look at that. Do you see that? She's bleeding," Melissa suddenly pointed out. Ayla followed her gaze, seeing the blood running from Lydia's nose.

Melissa stepped towards the strawberry blonde, but Deaton's arm shot out to stop her. "I'm not sure that's a good idea," he told her.

But neither of the Hales took his advice. Ayla quickly went to check on her best friend. "What the hell is wrong with her?" she asked, turning to glare at Peter.

He shook his head. "She can handle it," he said, though he didn't sound so sure.

"Peter, I swear to God, if she gets hurt," Ayla warned.

The man frowned at her, before kneeling down next to the banshee. "Lydia, you need to concentrate. Lydia. Lydia!" he yelled.

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It was eventually decided that they needed to try to split up the three werewolves in the locker room up.

"Remember. Try not to kill them," Allison said.

"I was just going to try to stay alive," Kira admitted.

Piper nodded in agreement. "Sorry, but I'm just on the side of self-preservation," she admitted.

"Fair enough," Allison told them, before they walked into the locker room.

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Suddenly, Scott, Lydia and Stiles' eyes shot open and all three gasped. Or, Stiles would have if it wasn't for the duct tape over his mouth.

"Did it work? Did it work?" Scott asked, running around the couch to his best friend.

Lydia stood up, holding the back of her neck. "What happened?" she wondered, but none of them had any answers. They all turned to Stiles, whose head was down. "Why didn't it work?"

"Because it's not science, Lydia. It's supernatural. I did my part. Now give me the name," Peter told the banshee.

"What name?" Scott asked, turning towards them. "What are you talking about?"

Ayla just waved him off and followed the older werewolf and banshee towards the door. "Lydia, a deal is a deal. Even with me," Peter told her.

"You hurt her and I swear-"

"Yes, yes, with the threats. You want to rip my throat out. I know. The name," Peter snapped, interrupting Ayla.

"Malia," Lydia whispered.

The name had barely left her mouth when Stiles suddenly gasped. Ayla moved back towards the living room, watching him concern. He ripped the tape off his mouth, choking. He beagn to pull a string of bandages from his mouth, falling to the floor as he choked on them. Black smoke left his mouth at the same time as he gagged. He gasped air into his lungs when he finally pulled the last of it out.

All of them watched in confusion as black smoke covered the bandages and a hand emerged from them. What looked exactly like the nogitsune from Ayla's nightmare crawled out of the pile and lurched towards them. Lydia gave a shriek of surprise, and Deaton moved in front of the banshee, she-wolf and Melissa. Scott and Peter both rushed forward, pushing the creature back against the couch.

"Hold him!" Peter yelled at the alpha.

"I'm trying!" Scott snapped. The creature continued to struggle and the other's slowly moved closer. "Wait, wait, wait!" Scott shouted. He pulled the bandages back, revealing his best friend underneath.

Stiles stared at him in surprise. "Scott?" he asked. All of them just stared back at him for a moment, wondering if it had actually worked.

"Scott," Deaton called. All of them turned to the man and that's when they realized that the other Stiles was gone. But not only him. Lydia was nowhere to be found.

I told you it was about to get more interesting again. But unfortunately, we all know what the next chapter is.

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