tmr x tw

split

no ones pov

it had been 10 minutes of the tense air suffocating them all before the cold, red substance runs down lydia martins nose the first tell tale sign signifying what side they were on. there losing.

peters pov

we all anxiously pace back and forth as we wait in agonising tension to find out whats happening. it felt as if the nogitsune had everyone right where he wanted and all peter wanted to do was run as fast as he can, hiding in a place no one would ever find him. but the words of lydia martin echoed in his head. " ur not only and uncle ". he needed to be here, he had always been alone, he wanted to love someone, and to find out he had a child was a shock and a blessing. he was shaken out of his thought as melissa shouted urgently. look there u see it. she bleeding this cant be good. melissa says her voice betraying her as it cracks with the pressure of the anxiety and the stress of it all.

i dont think thats a good idea deaton says as melissa and i try to reach her but melissa is held back. i ignore him holding her face in my hand. lydia can u hear me i say as my eyes search for a responce. i growl lowly as i dont get an answer. my voice grows louder as i grow more desperate. lydia u are stronger then this, ok? u need to concentrate lydia!.. lydia!!. i yell hoping.

it felt like hours, but only miutes past as both lydia and scott jump from the trance. did it work, did it work lydia yells out grabbing stiles face in his hands with a scared look on her face. we all watch in antispation as stiles doesnt move an inch. the delayed but ragged gasp drawn from stiles lips makes us all jump.

void stiles pov

i push off the couch choking at the piece of cloth stuck in my throat i gag vomiting it all up. i stumble back as a hand reaches out coming out of seemingly coming out of nowhere. my body shakes with mental and physical exhaustion. i watch as a figure emerges from the floor black smoke following with him. the power he holds makes my head bow as the others watched us in confusion. as all eyes go back to the figure soon to be revealed as stiles, i stumble to my feet and quietly run out the door not bothering to close it has i run as fast as i can begging that they hadnt noticed.

no one but i knew the power stiles held and if he or they ever found out there was a big chance that i would never make it back to hell. i run to the only familiar place. the oak creek internment camp. once i get there i make my way to the tunnels, pacing back and forth trying to come up with an idea. i alrady knew what i would do if i was cornered. i knew what the outcome would be if i failed to kill stiles and i was neither ready nor willing to sumbit to the consequences of my failure. so my best hope was to kill him slowly when the other demons come after him he wont make it a week. i sigh harshly as i take the tail i had recently gotten from the oni's out of my pocket. i grip the blunt side as i silently call the oni, i dont even have to look to know there behind me.

get ready. there coming.