"That look at me, took to me, shook to me, feeling me,
Singing from heartache from the pain,
Taking my message from the veins,
Seeing the beauty through the...
Pain!
You made me a, you made me a believer, believer"-"Believer" by Imagine Dragons
DISCLAIMER: This chapter has a brief description, but somewhat detailed, of self harm/nogustine harming stiles body while he's in it, so if you are not okay with that, I'd very much recommend either skipping this chapter, it is a short one- is please and thank you)
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Noshiko Yukimura walks through the basement of Eichen house, walking towards the burned body of her dead lover... Rhys. He lays exactly where he was before, having not moved an inch since Stiles Stilinski uncovered his body. The bandages still covering his face, blood stained around his mouth from his screams. Noshiko hadn't seen him in years... not since she took the Nogustine down using her katana. The site of him in this state, almost as if he is eternally in pain, brings tears to her eyes and she croutches down by his body and looks around the broken wall. She spots two pieces of rubble on the ground, slowly picking them up and putting them together like a puzzle piece... Self. The same symbol the Oni had been putting on every supernatural creature in Beacon Hills... And the same symbol she had put there, on that wall, many years ago.
"Why that kanji?" The Nogustine slowly walks up behind his old foe, Hope following him in his tracks as they stare at the scene in front of them. Noshiko doesn't have to turn her head to know who's talking to her, nor does she flinch when she hears his voice. She knew that this was coming... she'd been preparing herself for it for years. "Why 'self'?"
"To signify that he died as himself. Because Rhys wasn't a monster." Noshiko stands up to face her opponites behind her, tail in hand. "Not like you."
"If I'm such a monster, why'd you call off the Oni?" The Nogustine takes careful, precise steps towards Noshiko, who faulters and takes a small step backwards before standing her ground in front of him, tail pointed at her enemy. "What happened to the woman who called out for chaos, strife and pain, to descend upon everyone and everything? What happened?" Hope waits in her position, like a pawn that has yet to be told where to do, with little emotion on her face. But in her eyes... theres fear. In her eyes, theres guilt, and pain, and begging to be let go. Not that anyone else in the room cares enough to look her in the eyes for that long, not when the bigger threat is in front of her. She just stares at the ground, at his feet as they walk further and further away from her and closer to Noshiko, who hasn't wavered an inch.
"I don't want that anymore."
"I do." The Nogustine grabs onto Noshiko's wrist, holding it up towards him. "Did you bring this here thinking you could hide it from me?" His other hand comes up and wraps around her last tail, pulling out of her tight grip, no matter how hard she tries to stop him from taking it. "Bad idea." He aims the tail at her face, before flip it and stabbing his vessel with it, having no care in the world for what it could do to Stiles. All he cared about was reaching his goal, and winning this game. He drags it hard across Stiles' abdomen, grimace crossing his face as Noshiko stares at him in horror. Hope keeps her eyes away from the scene, but hearing his groans paints a vivid picture.
"What have you done?!" He pulls the tail out, regaining his breath, as the tail drops out of his blood covered hands and onto the ground. The Nogustine puts a hand on his abdomen, stumbling backwards, further and further until he bumps into Hope and knocks her down too. While Hope lays there, having no orders to get up, he stands on his knees and looks at the kitsune in front of him with dark eyes.
"Chaos is coming again." Flies come out in swarms from his wound, the buzzing filling everyone in the rooms ears. They comes out in bigger and bigger swarms, looking almost as if they're simply a line, not a bunch of creatures pilled together. They come out so quickly, his body shakes and his head rocks back and fourth on his neck, Noshiko staring in horror as they begin to surround her. She does everything she can in an attempt to keep them out of her face, covering it with her arms and swatting them away with her hands. But they keep coming. They don't stop, until the Nogustine picks up Hope's limp body by her arm and drags her out of the room, Noshiko being too distracted with the flies to ever notice their absence until it's too late.
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Lydia and Aiden pull into a parking lot, Lydia having made 4 right turns in a row. She though her GPS was on, and knew that if they continued, it would lead her closer and closer towards a dead body. She insisted that they pull over, and they did - only to find Stiles or the Nogustine laying in the parking lot, all alone.
No Hope Salvatore in site.
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A/N
Again, from scratch! And short. Super short. Although the next one will definitely be longer as... I think we all know what happens in that episode-
The only reason I'm getting it out the day after the last is because of how short it is, and I wouldn't expect another one tomorrow or Wednsday - Normally, maybe, but I have a doctors appointment an hour away with a surgeon.
Anyway! Let me know if you enjoyed!
Until Next Time,
Addy
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