About To Be Known [Book 3]

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Hello, hello, sorry for the two months hiatus. I honestly was not in the mood to write at all. I tried and I tried and I tried but I had no motivation whatsoever. But of course, as always the best cure for writer's block is depression so here I am depressed and anxious and anxiety-ridden and here I have produced two chapters in the span of 20 minutes.
I am telling you the truth that when I am depressed or stressed chapters fly out of me like..... I don't know things that fly really fast. I don't know man. I'm just really panicky right now because I have a lot of bullshit that's happening in my life and nothing is going right but nothing any of you have to worry about. Just my dumb problems as usual.

Anyway, I have produced two chapters this time, yay!

In these chapters, I will say that I switch perspectives a lot, now not a lot of people like that, but it really makes the chapter in my perspective better. Because you could see what everyone's feeling and everyone's emotions since this is written from the first-person point of view.

And honestly, I can't please everyone. So you take what you get right. Anyway, I think you will really enjoy this chapter and I think you will really really really enjoy the next chapter because I really really really enjoy the next chapter so stay tuned for that one it's going to be uploaded automatically so while there are cliffhangers they are non-existent at this point because I update too quickly.

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Stiles POV:

So far from what I can gather, someone has kidnapped me, I have memory loss, and I can faintly hear sounds outside, but it sounds like I'm underwater? All this information helps me with nothing. It gives me no clues on how to get out of this predicament. These chains are so tight that I cannot do anything to remove them. The only thing that I noticed that has kind of scared me and put me in an off mood is on the wall behind me for a second. I saw it when I turned my head as far as I could go behind me; there was a Japanese symbol on the wall.

Do I know what it means? No. But it's giving me very similar Nogitsune vibes. This means I've come to a conclusion on what happened. I've been kidnapped by a kitsune. Could it be the kitsune I was talking to online? Possibly, but since I have no memory of ever talking to him or her, I can't say for sure. But I've definitely been kidnapped by a supernatural creature of Japanese origin, and what I've dealt with so far is probably either a kitsune or a nogitsune.

All that being said, about 5 minutes ago, I smelled something weird in the room. I don't know what the scent is other than the overwhelming scent of the ocean in the air. It smells like a beach with the saltiest of saltwater and then something else. But I can't tell what the 'something else' is because I've never smelled it before. The only thing I haven't done yet is talk, so I might as well try to annoy the creature that kidnaped me enough so they will talk back to me. So I began screaming,

' Hello, are you there? '

Repeatedly for 5 minutes straight.

Surprisingly it worked very well, as a hooded man, well I think it's a dude, jumped down from the ceiling. I couldn't see his face because of the hood he was wearing, but he was standing there in front of me now. At least there was somebody actually here. That was my thought up until he pulled a sword out of thin air. Unsheathing it and pointing at my throat.

"Name." The mystery man said.

It wasn't really a question but more like a statement. But you know what? If answering his questions will get the sword away from my throat, I can talk all day.

"Stiles..." I said, trying to sound brave, but I was not brave.

But he didn't continue his questioning, and so I asked,