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Olive sighed as she rolled over, seemingly unable to get a good night's sleep, which isn't inherently surprising considering she was alone in the house. Allison was at Lydia's for the night and her parents were still at the sheriff's station so she had the entire apartment to herself, which, for any normal teenager would be grounds for a party or alone time with their significant other, but considering there was a demonic fox possessing her best friend and her boyfriend was in a coma as a result, she wasn't really in the mood for a party.
She turned over once more before sitting up in the bed completely, hearing footsteps approaching the front door. She moved slowly and quietly through the halls, ready to defend herself if need be, but she opened the door to see Scott standing before her, hand raised as if he was about to knock. He gave her a sheepish smile and she furrowed her brows as she put her claws away.
"Scott?" She asked, squinting her eyes from the light in the hallway. Scott nodded as she moved to allow him in, but he stayed.
"Actually, you need to come with me. It's Stiles," He sighed and Olive's eyes widened slightly, but she didn't hesitate to put on her nearest pair of shoes and follow him out to the parking lot.
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As Scott's motorcycle pulled into the entrance of Eichen House, Olive could see two figures standing before the gate, right about to go inside. Scott put the kickstand down on the bike and hopped off, removing his helmet as Olive followed suit.
"Why didn't you tell us?" Scott shook his head as he approached Stiles and his father. Olive set her helmet down on the bike and approached at Scott's side, folding her arms as she glanced between the three in front of her.
"To prevent this from happening," Noah raised an eyebrow at the two of them.
"It's only 72 hours," Stiles shrugged, hoping to make the situation better but Olive just shook her head.
"This is the same place Barrow came from, the guy who had a tumor inside him full of live flies! You're not going in there, not after we got you back to...you," Olive knitted her eyebrows slightly, but stood firm in her stance. Scott nodded, turning to the sheriff.
"You don't know everything yet," He said, eyes widened slightly, but Noah shook his head.
"I know enough. Nogitsunes, Kitsunes, Oni- or whatever they're called," Noah offered a weak arm to Stiles who just shook his head.
"No that was surprisingly correct," He said, turning to look at his father, who continued without acknowledging him.
"Look, I saw an MRI that looked exactly like my wife's. And it terrifies me. I'm headed down to LA tomorrow to talk to a specialist."
"But why are you putting him in here?" Olive shook her head, eyebrows furrowed slightly.
"He's not," Stiles speaks up and she meets his gaze. "It was my decision."
"We can't protect you in here," She says, turning to Scott and then back to Stiles, who shook his head.
"And I can't hurt you in here," He said, leaning in and not breaking eye contact. Olive's face softened as she shook her head lightly, turning to Scott.
"Deaton's got some ideas, Argent's calling people. We're gonna find something, and if we can't-" Scott started but Stiles interrupted him, getting closer to the both of them.
"If you can't- if you can't then you have to do something for me, okay?" He looked between them, a serious tone in his voice. Scott furrowed his eyebrows as he searched Stiles' eyes for answers. "You have to make sure I never get out of here."
"Come on," Noah nodded toward the gate and Stiles looked at it nervously, before turning back to the group. Olive sighed as she threw her arms around Stiles, pulling him into a tight hug. He returned it, pulling her close and closing his eyes as he rested his chin on her shoulder. She pulled away, nodding at him nervously as Stiles took a deep breath and opened the gate, making his way to the door, his father in tow.
After Stiles and Noah disappeared into the doors of Eichen House, Scott gestured to his bike, holding out the spare helmet for Olive to take.
"So just like that we go home and pretend nothing is happening?" She looked at him with knitted brows and Scott narrowed his eyes at her, tilting his head slightly.
"Who said anything about going home?" He asked, causing her to raise an eyebrow as Scott put his helmet on. "Hop on."
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As they arrived at the animal clinic, Allison was already waiting inside for them, along with Deaton.
"What happened to spending the night at Lydia's?" Olive tilted her head as she and Scott approached the desk. Allison shook her own, turning from the pages she was looking at to meet her gaze.
"Not after Scott told me what happened with Stiles. I wanna do anything I can to help," She nodded, eyebrows slightly raised as she offered up a small smile to Olive. She returned it, approaching the desk and propping her head up on her hands.
"What are we waiting on?" She asked, looking between Allison and Scott, and just as she did, the phone rang. Deaton reached to pick it up, placing it on speaker and before they knew it, Argent's voice rang throughout the lobby.
"Am I on speaker?" He asked in a hushed tone, as if not to alert the deputies around him at the station. Scott mumbled a "yeah" into the phone as a response. "Good. Did you have any trouble with Ikeda?"
"Only minor," Deaton responds, sitting in the chair behind the desk. "The white wolf was exactly where you said it would be. But we have two problems now. First, the lichen is not a cure, it'll wear off in a matter of days."
"But while it does work the Oni won't go after Stiles, right?" Allison looked between the phone and Deaton, who nodded.
"I hope. Eichen House has an unusual history. It might not be all that safe for the Oni there as well," Deaton sighs, folding his hands on the desk. Olive furrowed her eyebrows as she turned to Scott, who just shrugged.
"What's the second problem?" Chris asked through the phone, causing Deaton to let out a long breath.
"I checked with your contacts in Japan. The Yakuza boss you saw killed by the Oni never found the scroll."
"What scroll?" Scott asked, turning to Deaton.
"The Shugendo Scroll. The Shugendo were the ascetic mystic of Japan."
"The scroll had information on how to exercise a nogitsune," Chris' voice was low through the phone.
"So we need to find that scroll," Scott said, leaning over the counter, and the three nodded in unison.
"I did get the name of the man who last purchased it," Deaton nodded down at the phone. "Kincaid."
"He was with Katashi! He's the guy who met with Isaac to buy the gun," Olive's eyes widened as she leaned over to speak clearly into the phone.
"Sounds like Katashi wanted the scroll for himself," Deaton raised an eyebrow at Olive who nodded slowly.
"But Stilinski already told me nothing like it was found among his things. And a paranoid like Katashi would keep it close, probably on him at all times," Chris' voice rang through the phone again and Olive's eyes widened as she looked up from the phone to Deaton.
"What does the scroll look like?" She asked and Deaton furrowed his eyebrows, getting up to rummage through a drawer behind.
"Something like this," He said as he pulled out a giant scroll from the drawer.
"Does that come in different sizes?" She asked, raising an eyebrow and Deaton shrugged.
"Any size," Deaton says, glancing from her to the scroll as he nodded.
"Then I think I know where it might be," Olive narrowed her eyes as she glances between Allison and Scott.
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"It's in the finger?!" Ethan asks, eyes wide as they make their way into the Argent apartment the next day. Olive nods, turning to him as she unlocks the door, opening it to allow the rest of the pack inside.
"It's not as gross as it sounds, it's prosthetic, and... silver," Olive furrows her eyebrows as they enter Chris' office, gathering around the desk.
"And you have a plan?" Aiden asks, eyebrows raised, and Olive shares a nervous look with Scott, who nods hesitantly.
"She does," He said, glancing at Olive who just rolls her eyes.
"He's only saying that cause he thinks it's a bad plan and he doesn't want his name attached to it," Olive narrowed her eyes at him and Scott raises his hands in defense.
"It's a terrible plan!" He says, leaning against the desk and Olive rolls her eyes.
"It's not that bad," Lydia raises an eyebrow, and Olive nods toward her, giving her a sweet smile.
"It's not the best," Scott shrugs and Olive huffs as she hoists herself onto the desk.
"None of us knows the route they're going to take, if Allison can get one of her dad's GPS trackers onto the armored car then we can follow it," Lydia says, turning to Allison who nods like she's not so confident in this plan either.
"So when it gets here," Olive leans down, pointing to a spot on the map, and Aiden chimes in from a chair in front of her.
"We attack them."
"No," Olive narrows her eyes at him, turning back to the map. "When they get here, your bikes will be in the middle of the road looking like you guys got into an accident, and when the driver gets out to help-"
"Then we attack them?" Aiden raises an eyebrow and Olive rolls her eyes.
"No," All three girls say in unison, huffing as Lydia continues.
"You'll distract them. Then Scott will break open the back door-"
"I hope," Scott sighs, looking between the girls and Allison looks at him tentatively.
"You will break open the back door and then you'll get Katashi's finger."
"You're sure it's not his actual finger?" Ethan turns to Olive who raises an eyebrow, turning to Lydia.
"We are so out of our league," She says, shaking her head slightly.
"Why don't we just ask Stilinski for help?" Ethan folds his arms, turning to Scott.
"Because if he gets caught then it's the Sheriff tampering with federal evidence. He could lose his job," Olive says, raising her eyebrows slightly.
"Guys we can do this," Allison turns to the group, a suddenly determined look on her face. "We're losing Stiles, our parents are in jail for murder, and Isaac is still in a coma. We need to do this."
"Ali's right. Personally, I'm down 3 parental figures, a boyfriend, and a best friend so I frankly have nothing to lose. I'm willing to do anything to get them back, what about you?" Olive said, raising her eyebrows and turning to the rest of the group. Lydia and Allison nod as the three boys share uneasy looks but decide to go along with the plan anyway.
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Olive sighed as she and Allison piled into the car and headed to the Sheriff's station to tag the car. To their surprise, Kira arrived with Scott.
"Kira's gonna help, I figured it would be easier if someone could sneak up to put the tracker on," Scott nodded and Olive smiled, handing the tracker to Kira.
"We can set up between those cars over there, they shouldn't see us," Allison nodded toward a few police cars and the group made their way over to them, crouching down between them. Allison pulled her crossbow up, looking through the scope and watching the deputy hop into the driver's seat.
"Okay, you're up," She said, nodding to Kira who takes a deep breath before stealthily making her way to the truck, placing the tracker on the back of it and turning to make her way to them, but stopping, seemingly hearing a noise and hiding behind a tire. Scott's eyes widen as he turns back to Olive and Allison, who share his expression. Olive watches as Deputy Parrish exits the building and opened the front door of the truck, pulling out his gun and moving to the back.
"We have to do something," Scott says, moving to get up. He stops himself when they see the back doors of the truck fly open and Kincaid knocks Parrish out, letting him fall to the ground.
"Who the hell is that?" Allison asks, glancing between Scott and Olive.
"Kincaid," Olive sneers, already rising to her feet, ready to fight him. Scott looks up at her with wide eyes, placing a hand on her arm to pull her back down.
"We need a plan," He says, eyes wide as she shakes her head.
"He's a wolf, he probably already knows we're here," She glances up to see him looking around, presumably for them. "Besides, I have some revenge to get on him for someone who can't necessarily do that right now."
"What?" Scott asks, knitting his eyebrows together and Olive rolled her eyes.
"I'll explain later, let's just go," She rose up, unsheathing her claws and approaching the tall man, who had now turned his back to them, fiddling for something in the truck. He tilted his head as she approached, an evil smile spreading across his face.
"You again," He chuckled dryly as he turned halfway to face her. Olive had forgotten how strangely deep this man's voice is. "Your boyfriend around? I'd love to go for round two."
"Just me this time," She smiled sarcastically as Scott and Allison approached beside her. "Oh, and a few friends."
"You really think I'm going down to a couple of kids?" Kincaid looked at them, eyebrows raised as he fiddled with the silver finger in his hands.
"We need that finger," Scott said, scowling at him. Allison raised her bow as Kincaid turned to face them completely.
"Why should I give it to you?"
"There's a briefcase in there with $150,000 in it," Allison nodded to the truck but Kincaid just shook his head.
"The scroll inside this prosthetic finger is worth three million," He rose the silver prosthetic and twirled it in his hand.
"Give me the finger," Scott said, determination lacing his voice. Olive bit her bottom lip in a poor attempt at stifling her laughter and Kincaid just tilted his head, eyebrows furrowed slightly. Scott closed his eyes, letting out a breath before shaking his head. "You know what I mean."
Before he could answer, Kira leaped down from the roof, jumping on the man's back. He struggled with her for a second before eventually tossing her to the ground. He turned back to them, eyes glowing blue and fangs bared.
"I guess negotiations are over," He said through his fangs, letting out a growl before pouncing at the teens.
Olive helped Kira to her feet as Allison fired an arrow into Kincaid's chest. He looked down at it, pulling it out and letting it clatter to the ground. Scott and Olive, now fully transformed, moved to jump at him but Kira got to him first. He grabbed her by her throat, throwing her into a nearby wall before moving to Allison, slashing at her face and causing her to fall to the ground. Scott and Olive exchanged a look and then jumped at him, but every blow they landed didn't seem to phase him. He pushed the two of them back and Scott scrambled back up to his feet.
"We could really use some super super strength right now," He moved to help her up and Olive shook her head.
"It's hard for me to do alone, it takes a lot out of me," She sighs, turning back to Kincaid who was approaching them again.
"He's gonna take a lot out of the both of us if something doesn't happen soon," Scott put his arm in front of her, forcing the both of them to back up slightly and Olive sighed.
"I have another idea," She said as the hair faded from her face. Scott shook his head as she disappeared behind a building. He looked back at Kincaid, raising his arm to fight back before a white wolf appeared from around the corner of the building, pouncing on top of Kincaid and taking him to the ground. He struggles for a minute before finding the strength to throw her off of him, causing a yelp to come out of the wolf. He returns to Scott, knocking him to the ground and kneeling before him.
"You have the eyes of an alpha, but where's the strength?" He asks, bringing his hand back.
"Up here!" The twins say in unison as they jump down attacking Kincaid and bringing him down. Olive runs behind the building, transforming back quickly and putting her clothes back on before rejoining the group and helping Kira off the ground.
"How did you do that?" She asked, wide-eyed, and Olive just shakes her head, bringing her to her feet.
"Long story," She sighs as they both look back at Ethan and Aiden, still going to town on Kincaid.
"Stop! Ethan, Aiden, stop!" Scott yells as he struggles to get off the ground.
"Stop!" Lydia says as she and Allison approach the twins, who release Kincaid.
"You really want him to come after us?" Ethan raises an eyebrow at Scott and Aiden shakes his head.
"We've seen guys like this, Scott, they're dangerous."
"Yeah, well so are we," Scott nods, raising himself off the ground to join his pack. "And he looks smart enough to remember that."
Scott reaches down, grabbing the prosthetic out of Kincaid's pocket and shaking it in his hand slightly. Low and behold, a small, battered scroll fell out of it and landed right in the palm of Scott's hand. He turned to Olive and nodded slightly and she returned it with a small smile.
"We're here to save a life, not end one," Scott says, glancing from the twins to Kincaid before dropping the finger on the ground.
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