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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"With the lights out, it's less dangerous. Here we are now, entertain us." ---
I stand in the doorway of Scott's bedroom, eyes on Stiles' body lying on Scott's bed. His real body – not the Nogitsune using it as a vessel to carry out it's dark and twisted games. Melissa is with him, passing a small flashlight over his eyes to check their dilation. She reaches down tentatively a moment later to check his pulse, and her shoulders relax. It's almost as though she's just realized that he's really him – it's really Stiles. I can't hear the words that are exchanged, but I assume Melissa's confirmed somehow that he's the real Stiles in her own right.
My heart is pounding in my chest because currently, we're waiting for Kira's mother to show up with Oni, who will perform the same test they performed on most of us to determine that none of us were the Nogitsune.
"You doing okay?" Scott asks softly as he comes up behind me.
I turn to look at him, reluctantly taking my eyes off of Stiles. Scott reaches forward, wiping just under my nose and as he pulls his thumb back, I see a small trace of dried blood. When we found out that Lydia had been taken, I barely took the time to wash the blood that had traveled out of my nose as a result of traveling into Stiles' mind. Melissa had done what she could, but then she went to assess Stiles and never got to finish.
"As okay as I can be," I admit. I shake my head, turning back to Stiles. "You know, it's like...we won the battle but the war has just begun and I don't know if we're ready for it." I bite my lip, whispering to myself. "Someone's gonna die."
Scott nods in agreement as his hand passes over my shoulder. He walks into the room and Stiles sits up on the bed. "Is she here?" he questions.
"Yeah." Scott nods.
My nerves are on end. Part of me fears the Nogitsune somehow still has a grip on Stiles and when the Oni check to see if he's his true self, he won't be.
And then they'll kill him.
"Okay, let's do this," Stiles says. He looks around, reading the room filled with complete uncertainty. "Guys, we have to do this."
I sigh, knowing he's right. I walk over to him, offering my hand to him. He takes it, his hand weakly squeezing it and the action makes my eyes water. It feels like it's been so long since he'd done it last, in the MRI room at the hospital. Scott takes the other and we haul Stiles to his feet. We lead him down the stairs, down into the living room where Noshiko stands.
"Do you recognize me?" she questions.
Stiles lets go of our hands and steps forward as Kira bursts through the back door of the house. "Stop!" she exclaims, walking up next to her mother.
"It's okay," Stiles assures her. "I'm the one who asked her to come."
"You're the one who's going to get stabbed with swords," Kira replies. She turns to Noshiko. "Mom, don't do this to him."
