tmr x tw (book 1)

nogitsune

i had decided in order to keep lydia and everyone else i love safe i would have to depend on my past friends ( except scott ). i asked deaton to completely surround my room with mountain ash hoping to keep everyone safe considering i was apparently being possessed by a supernatural demon and no one was willing to take chances especially me. i couldnt be the person to cause another death.

we werent entirely sure that i was the nogitsune but we had to put precautions in. i made sure all the others stayed in one house also protected by mountain ash, i had made it pretty clear tho that they were to keep lydia safe at all times. every memory that i had with her was good. i already know i love her, and i couldnt wait until all this was sorted and i could tell her. the sun was going down and i just hung up on liam from getting an update. i decided to go downstairs to get a glass of water before bed and to see how deaton was doing. i feel bad cause he got watching over me duty.

hey deaton i say all he does is give me a nod back. classic old deaton, i fill my glass and hurry upstairs tripping nearly every 2nd step. i put my glass on my side table and collapse on my bed absolutely exhusted from the draining day.

( nightmare )

i gasp awake, rubbing my eyes as a bright light blinds me, it only takes me a few seconds for my eyes to adjust and recognition to set in. i look around the glade confused. the hot air that emmediatialy makes me sweat envelopes me, the rustling of the trees and chirping of birds sorrounds me and im shocked my what i see. newt, gally, frypan, vincent, chuck, minho, hell even teresa they were all here working away like any other day. i start walking toward them to see whats happening when suddenly im right beside them, i try to walk forward but get stopped by an invisible barrier.

i look over it confused, but a violent yell causes me to quickly look up searching for whoever was hurt. my heart breaks as i see newt covered in black goo, making him look sickly, the virus isnt controlling his brain yet as hes standing straight with a haunted look in his eyes.

i close my eyes again, blinking away tears. suddenly the air is colder, i can no longer hear the rustling of trees, or the chirping of birds, this feeling of dread overwhelms me.

i open my eyes hesitantly. i gasp in shock as i take in the the the three grievers standing in front of me, foaming at the mouth, as again the evil look alike is standing right in front of me, nose to nose causing me to stumble back, hitting my head hard. everyhting starts to become blurry whit one sentence coming into focus. let me in.