Later I went to school. I was putting my things in my locker when Stiles was telling me about the key. We walked in the chemistry room.
"So then she starts talking about phosphors and the key having chemicals on it, right? And so that made me think of the chemistry closet and the fact that someone had to let Barrow in.." Stiles stops in his words. He looks at the board. "It's gone. Okay, it doesn't matter though. It doesn't matter. I've still got the key." He waved the keys at my face as he went to the door. "What the hell? I had it I had it here. I had it here this morning, I swear to God, I had it this morning." He was looking for the key for the door.
"The key you were talking about last night?" I walked to him.
"Yeah, I showed it to you, right? Didn't I show it to you?" He walked up to me.
"No, you just told me about it. I never actually saw it." I shook my head.
"I was here a couple of hours ago." Stiles went back to the board, "And the message left to Barrow spelling Kira's name was right there on the board in my handwriting and I had the key to the chemistry closet."
"So you unlocked the chemistry closet so Barrow could hide in it from the cops and then you wrote him a message to kill Kira?" I connected the things that Stiles had told me in my own words.
"I know how it sounds But look at this." He pulls out a piece of paper out of his pocket. "This is the news report that came out about Barrow when they caught him, okay? About the shrapnel bomb that he used. See this? See what he did? He put nuts, bolts and screws. And then he hid the bomb and the detonator in a box that he wrapped as a birthday present. What does that sound like to you?" I started to think.
"Coach."
"The joke we planned on Coach. That was my idea. You remember? That was my idea. That's no coincidence. It can't be."
"I don't want to sound like I'm trying to tell you that you're wrong. But I don't think you're trying to kill people either."
"It was here. It was all here." Stiles heartbeat was fast.
"Stiles, are you feeling okay? You're look really tired." I touched his arm.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I just haven't been sleeping really"
"Why don't you go home? Take a sick day or something." I looked at him. He nodded and he left. After the school day was over, I went home. I went to my front door to see Derek. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, I was checking on you. You know, since last night." We both got in my house and walked to my room.
"I can take care of myself. You know that." I sat down on my bed and Derek joined. "I'm scared."
"You shouldn't be." I gave him a worried look.
"This whole, mask people thing. Stiles is out of it and I'm scared that I might go be like Peter." I sighed. He grabbed my hand and made me look at him.
"It's okay. Everything is gonna be okay." I nodded at him.
"My mom's back." I heard the car pull up. "Stay here, please." I walked out of my room and into Scotts. "Moms here." Kira and him followed me downstairs to the kitchen.
"What are you doing here?" Scott spat at dad.
"And why do you still have a key?" I pointed out.
"Funny you mention keys. Because while I have a key to this house, I'm not exactly sure how you got a key to my office." He opened his laptop and piped up and picture of Kira and Scott. I looked at them both. "This kind of thing usually begins with something along the lines of, "It's not what you think." Or, "I can explain.""
"Dad, let me help you out. You need to leave." Scott demanded.
"I will. With a satisfactory explanation."
"Go get a warrant." Scott was not having it with dad.
"I don't need a warrant. I'm your father."
"No, you're a gene donor. We got our hair color from you. And that's all we got. So you're not allowed to play tough dad with us." I spat. I clenched my jaw.
"Hey, what's going on?" My mom showed up.
"Maybe one of you should explain." My dad pointed out. The sun was setting and it was time.
"Scott." Kira nudged him.
"Who the hell is this?" My dad walked to the man in the mask.
"Dad, no! Dad, wait Dad." It stabbed my dad and I screamed. "Dad!" I ran to his side and put pressure on the wound. "Mom, the ash!" I yelled at her.
"Mom, now! Do it now!" Scott yelled at her. My mom ran to the ash and did her job.
"Let's put him in my room." I suggested.
"Are you sure?" My mom asked.
"Yes." We carried my dad upstairs to my room and on my bed. Derek was gone. I cried as I saw my dad lifeless.
"Scott, this isn't good!" My mom said as she ran to my side with my dad.
"Need to call for backup." My dad stutters.
"How bad is it?" Scott asked as he entered my room.
"From the way that his arm is rotated, the tendon looks torn. He could be on his way to a collapsed lung." My mom explains to Scott.
"Mom, those things, they're not going to leave until the sun's up." I shook my head as I'm still putting pressure on my dads chest.
"At the rate he's bleeding, he's not gonna make it that long. We got to get him to the hospital."
"Should we call Stiles's Dad?"
"I don't know."
"Is that going to just get more people hurt?"
"Maybe."
"I don't think guns work on them."
"Then what does?"
"Nothing." Scott ran back downstairs to see the people in the mask.
"Mom, the first aid kit in the closet in the hall, can you get it?" I told her. She ran out and Derek came in. "Dad?" I cried for my dad. "Please don't- don't close your eyes."
"You are so beautiful." He puts his hand on my cheek. "Who's that?" He pointed at the pictures of me.
"That's Demetri and Isaiah. They are my best friends. And the other one is me and Derek." I cried. "Daddy, I'm so sorry."
"Hey, are you okay?" Derek kneeled down with me.
"No! I'm not okay! My dad is hurt! And I said bad things to him and this happened!" I cried even more.
"It's gonna be okay, Juliet." I laughed.
"It's not okay! I hate when everyone says it's okay, but really it's not!" Derek puts his hands on top of mine.
"Remember, the healing?" I focused on my dads pain and I started to take it away.
"Derek!" I heard Ethan yell out.
"Just go."
"Are you sure?"
"Go! Get out!" I screamed at him. Derek got up and was at the door, he and back and kissed my head. My mom returned with the aid. "Dad?" I whispered to him. His eyes were closing.
"Juliet go. They need you." My mom demanded me. I let go of my dad and I looked at my hands. All bloody. I ran downstairs and saw the twins there and the men in the mask around the house.
"Allison, please tell me that you have something. They're here. They're trying to get in. And it looks like they're gonna' be able to do it." Scott said as he was on the phone with Allison.
"Okay, okay listen. They're Japanese demons. They're called the oni. They're looking for someone possessed. Someone with a dark spirit attached to them." You gotta be kidding me!
"A nogitsune."
"How'd you know that? Scott?"
"Just Tell me what else. Okay, they won't hurt you. They know you're supernatural but once they do this check, once they realize that you're not carrying with you this dark spirit, then they won't hurt you, I promise. All they're looking for is the nogitsune." Allison was was telling us.
"I'm right, aren't I? They're looking for me." Kira spoke out. I looked at her.
"They're looking for a dark spirit. And I know it's not you."
"Scott, we're going to have to do something." The Onis broke in and three of them came up.
"Don't do anything." Derek pushed me to the back of him for safety.
"Is he serious?" Aiden growled.
"I said don't do anything. Trust me." Scott looked at me. He held out his hand.
"You're gonna be okay." I stepped up and the Onis, three of them came up to me, Kira and Scott. They put its hand in the back of my neck and I looked in it's face, it was all black. All I knew, I fell to the ground. They disappeared. Ethan ran to my side.
"Juliet!" He shook me awake.
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"Hey, stab wound to the left chest. Possible collapsed lung. Pulse is weak." My mom told the doctors as they took my dad to the ER.
"Derek..." Scott said. "Can you take Juliet home with you?" Derek looked at me and smiled. We went to his car and I was quiet. When we made it to the loft, I looked around.
"Can I use your shower?" I asked Derek.
"Yeah, you can use one of my shirts to sleep in." I walked away to the bathroom and ran the shower.
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Derek's POV
As I found a shirt for Juliet. I heard a scream. I ran quickly up the bathroom.
"Juliet!" I kicked open the door and I saw Juliet scrubbing off the blood that was left from her dad.
"Shh." I jumped in the shower. "It's fine. Here, let me help." I help her wash it off. Later on, she changed and laid in bed. "I'll sleep on the couch." She grabs my hand.
"Please don't leave me." She cried out. I laid down with her. Her head laid against my chest. "I still need you, even though we're not together anymore."
"I need you too." I kissed her head.