THIRY-NINE
I shut the door to the Sheriff's car. I stand next to Stiles as Mr. Stilinski and I drop into the Eichen House. We were dropping Stiles off. He needed to be there, for his safety. Stiles slowly took a step forward. It was night as well.
The Eichen House looked like hell. Stiles looked at his dad, then looked at me. We lace our fingers together. A motorbike soon approaches us, it was Scott. Scott quickly turned off the bike and walked over to us.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Scott asked, looking at all of us.
"Because we wanted to avoid something like this." Mr. Stilinski said.
"It's only 72 hours," Stiles said.
"72 hours," I repeated. That a long time.
"This is the same place Barrow came from." Scott said. "The guy who had a tumor inside him filled with flies," I never want to hear a fly sound again. "You don't know everything yet."
"I know enough." Mr. Stilinski started. "Nogistunes, kitsunes, oni, or whatever they're called."
"Wow, that's actually all surprisingly correct." Stiles beamed. My lips fall into a smile, he's actually learning.
"Scott, I saw an MRI that looked excatly like my wife's. And it terrifies me." Mr. Stilinski softly said as we stand outside the thick black gates, with pointy ends. "I'm headed down to L.A tomorrow to talk to a specialist."
"Then why are you putting him in there?" Scott asked.
"He's not." Stiles said. "It was my decision."
"No matter how many times I said no." I glance over at Stiles. No, we're not back together. But we can't seem to stay away from each other.
"Stiles, I can't help you if you're in here." Scott sighed.
"And I can't hurt you or Stacey," Stiles softly said.
"Deaton's got some ideas. Argent's calling people. We're gonna find something. And if we can't..."
"If you can't..." Stiles trailed off. He stepped closer to Scott. "You have to do something for me, okay? Make sure I never get out." He stepped back.
"Come on," Mr. Stilinski whispered barely.
I grab Stiles' hand before he goes, Mr. Stilinski had buzzed them in. I pull him closer to me, my lips hovering over his. I then connect our lips, and we drown in each other. I closed my eyes, loving the taste of his lips.
I take a step back, once I was out of breath. Scott looked between us, wide eyes. "I love you," I whisper.
"I love you more," Stiles mumbled, he took one last look at me, before he turned around and left with his dad. At least he still loves me.
I walked over to Scott. "I knew you guys couldn't resist each other," Scott smiled softly.
"We only broke up because he wants to protect me, Scotty," I softly said.
"Come on... we should probably get back to home." Scott nodded, I take the helmet he gave me.
"This is yours," I said, looking down at the black shiny helmet.
"I only have one," Scott pointed out. He then flashed his red eyes at me, smirking. "Plus, I'm a true Alpha."
I roll my normal brown eyes. "Get on the dirt bike, cocky bitch,"
✢
Allison, Scott and I stand in front of Deaton's desk as we are in the animal clinic. Deaton was on the phone with Chris.
"Did you have any trouble with Ikeda?"
"Only minor," Deaton responded. 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."
After I had been knocked out by Stiles- Void Stiles, Deaton had come to save the day with lichen, injecting it into Stiles.
"But while it does work, the oni won't go after Stiles, right?"
"I hope. Eichen House has an unusual history," Deaton explained. "It might not be all that safe or the oni there as well."
"What's the second problem?"
"I checked with your contacts in Japan. The yakuza boss you saw killed by the oni ever found the scroll."
"What scroll?" Scott asked.
"A Shugendo Scroll." Deaton answered. Scott and I glanced at each other. "A Shugendo was the ascetic mystic of Japan."
"The scroll had information or how to exorcise a Nogitsune."
"So we need to find that scroll?" Scott asked.
"Excatly," and I nodded. "I did get a name of the man who last purchased it. Kincaid."
"He was with Katashi." Allison spoke. "He's a guy who met Isaac to buy the gun."
"Sounds like Katashi wanted the scroll for himself." Deaton said.
"But Stilinski already told me nothing like it was found among his things. And a paranoid like Katashi would be kept close. Probably on him at all times."
"What does a Sugendo Scroll look like?" Allison asked, leaning forward. Deaton had gotten up and walked over to his draws. He pulled out a draw.
"Something like this." Deaton hands me the object, it was a cylinder shape, it was wooden.
"Do these come in different sizes?" Allison asks.
"Any size," Deaton nodded.
"Then I think I might know where it might be."
✢
"My father said all of the Katashi evidence is being moved to a federal lockup by armored car tonight," Allison explained as Ethan, Aiden, Scott and I enter her apartment. "Probably with in the next few hours."
Lydia stands at the end of the hallway, Allison and I stand next to her, Scott, Aiden, and Ethan the opposite.
"We're going to rob an armored car?" Ethan asks, and I grin.
"Well, we're gonna try," Lydia shrugs.
✢
"This is a really bad plan." I pursed my lips together. We sit in Allison's apartment, in the room- Chris's office.
"It's not that bad." Lydia lied.
"It's not that good." Ethan said, pacing around Lydia.
"None of us knows the route they're going to take." Lydia started. "If Allison can get her dad's GPS trackers on the armored car, then we can follow it." All for a scroll.
"So when it gets here..." Allison points to a spot on the map.
"We attack them?" Aiden ask, sitting on the single chair.
Lydia turned him, pursing her lips together. "No. 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..."
"We attack them?"
"No." Lydia and Allison said in sync.
"You'll distract them," Lydia added. "And Scott will break open the back door."
Allison and Lydia turned their heads to Scott. "I hope." Scott said.
"And you will get Katashi's finger," Lydia said to Ethan.
"It's not his actual finger, is it?" Ethan asked.
"You are so out of our league." Lydia sighed.
"Why aren't we just going to Stilinski for help?" Ethan asked.
"Because if he gets caught, then it's the Sheriff tampering with federal evidence," I explain.
"Guys, this is going to work." Allison told us. "We can do this. We're losing Stiles. My dad is in jail for murder. We need to do this."
✢
"Your up." Allison whispered to Kira, as she ran off towards the truck as Scott, Allison, and I hid between the Sheriff's car. She placed the tracker under the car, and smiled over at us. I gave her a thumbs up.
Allison had her handy crossbow aside. She gave me a blade. I held it in my hands, it shined. I smirk, but it dropped when I saw Parrih come out of the station.
"All right, let's go," Parrish voiced, as he opened the truck's door. He held out his gun, and Kira had hidden around the wheels.
"We need to do something." I whisper as I watch Parrish. That's when the back doors to the truck swing open and revealed a man, who had knocked out Parrish with a smirk.
"Who the hell is that?" Scott whispered, and we stand up.
"Kincaid," Allison answered.
Kincaid had ripped opened a finger, the silver finger, the one we need. We approached them, Allison held out her bow towards Kincaid, and I had my blade in my hand. Scott stands in front of me.
"We need that finger," Scott started.
The guy just smiled. "Why should I give it to you?" His voice was deep.
"There's a briefcase in there with $150,000 in it." I offered.
Kincaid held up the finger. "The scroll inside this is prosthetic finger s worth 3 million," Kincaid smirks.
"Give me the finger," Scott lowly spoke. "You know what I mean."
That's when Kira jumped off the roof of the truck and on top of Kincaid. She hooked her arms around his neck, he didn't seem to budge as she struggled on top of her.
With one swift move, Kincaid pulled Kira off him, and she was thrown to the ground. Allison held her bow, alarmed. Kincaid had his fangs out and shines his deep blue eyes. "I guess negotiations over,"
He lets out one big growl. Allison had quickly fired an arrow at him, but he had pulled it out, glaring at the arrow. He threw it to the ground and Kira went in for a swing, but Kincaid had grabbed Kira by the throat and lifted her up.
He threw her to the ground once more, he had cut Allison, and she flew into the wall. He turned to me, he went towards me, but Scott stepped in the way, transformed. Scott had tried slashing Kincaid, but he didn't seem affected.
Scott punched Kincaid again, it only affected him very little. I held the blade in my hand tightly. Scott went to punch Kincaid again, but Kincaid had grabbed both of Scott's arms and pushed them down, Scott groans. Kincaid had butt headed Scott, who flew back.
Kincaid turned to me but Scott went forward and punched him, but Kincaid had dodged easily and kneed Scott in the stomach. Scott fell on the ground, and Kincaid kicked him, making me angery.
Kincaid bends down to Scott's level, and I stepped forward. "You have the eyes of an Alpha. But where's the strength?" Kincaid taunts.
"Up here," the sound of one of the twin's spoke, I looked up and smirked. They both growled and jumped off the balcony, Ethan had kicked Kincaid in the stomach and Aiden had pounced on Kincaid.
I saw my strawberry blonde friend rush to Allison, and I quickly followed her. As the boys fight in the background, Lydia helped up Allison. Ethan and Aiden had cornered Kincaid, punching him. I closed my eyes, hearing punching sounds.
"Ethan, Aiden..." Ethan and Aiden had thrown down Kincaid on the ground, my eyes widening.
"Stop!" Lydia screamed. That seemed to make the boy's stop.
"You want him to come after us?" Aiden asked.
"Scott, we've seen guys like this. Trust us. He's dangerous." Ethan added, I watched as Kincaid raised his head.
"So are we." Scott said. Kira had slowly stood up, and I quickly went to help her. "And he looks smart enough to remember that." Scott then takes the silver finger from Kincaid, he had tapped the finger on his hand and out came was a scroll. I smirked. "We're here to save a life. Not end one."
Scott then dropped the finger, the planned worked. We got the scroll.
✢
"There isn't much here, unfortunately," Deaton had said as he reads the scroll. Scott and I were in the animal clinic.
"Does it say anything?" Scott asked and I pressed my lips. All this for nothing?
"My Japanese isn't great." I'll be better than mine. "But it appears to say that one method of expelling a Nogitsune is to change the body of the host."
"Change the body?" I murmur.
"Which begs the question, how do we change Stiles' body?" Deaton asked.
"By turning him into a werewolf."