RENEGADE | "You wouldn't be the first renegade to need somebody." - Big Red Machine
In which Ainsley Dunbar transfers to a new school and learns secrets about her new friends, her town, and herself.
Teen Wolf
Seasons One to Six
Stiles Stilinski x O...
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"The time's come to play here in my garden of shadows." ---
The moment Scott's door opens, I muster up a half smile, hands shoved into the pockets of my black ripped skinny jeans. I haven't slept well in what feels like ages, and even though it's Saturday, I don't have it in me to feel happy about it. I feel absolutely drained, and I can't tell it's because of everything that's happened with Stiles – and his grand escape from Eichen House now that the Nogitsune is in control – or because I threw myself into dance on Wednesday night to try and forget everything and I'm pretty sure I pulled a muscle in my back.
Either way, I didn't want to get out of bed this morning.
"I came as soon as you called," I tell him as I step inside. "Well, as soon as I got your message. I haven't been sleeping and when I finally did sleep, I slept through my alarm."
"It's fine, Ainsley, I understand," Scott says with a soft chuckle, pointing to the to-go cup on the table. A small paper bag rests beside it and I look at him curiously.
I walk over to the table, picking up the tea and opening the bag, finding a croissant inside. "Making sure I eat, huh?" I hum, taking the pastry out of the bag. It's definitely not healthy and my dermatologist would hate me for it, but as someone who's friend is currently being possessed by an evil trickster fox, I think this little sugar bender is well deserved. It's well deserved for all of us. "So what's going on?"
Scott shakes his head, stepping closer to me. "Nothing until I know one thing," he states. "Are you okay?"
"To be completely honest, I have no idea," I chuckle humorlessly, reaching a hand up to rub my tired eyes. "How is a person supposed to feel when –" the person they really like – "their friend is possessed by a dark spirit hellbent on causing mass chaos and destruction?"
"All right, so I guess you're not doing great, either."
I shoot Scott a look, one much harsher than I mean to that I blame the lack of sleep for. "No, Scott, I'm not doing great," I say bluntly. I shake my head, inhaling sharply. "It's been two days since Malia Tate saw Stiles last at Eichen, two days since he became totally Void. I don't know what else you could say that could possibly make things worse."
Scott purses his lips as I take a long drink from the cup in my hands. When I finish, he sighs. "I don't know if it'll make things worse, but while Malia and Stiles were in the basement at Eichen, they found a lot of disturbing things, such as how back in the day, doctors would use trephination on patients," he explains and I frown in disgust. He pulls a worn looking photograph out of his pocket. "But they also found this. Malia brought it to me, along with a katana that belonged to Kira's family." I take the photograph, my eyebrows shooting up at what looks exactly like Kira standing in front of a military truck, a handsome corporal by her side. I flip the photograph over, finding that 1943 is written on the back. "They found it with a body buried in a wall, which Malia says that Stiles told her it was what the Nogitsune looked like. The same backwards five that the Oni put on us was on the wall. It sounds like it all goes back to Kira's family – her grandmother, her mom."
