tmr x tw

oak creek

allison pov

after going back and forth about the plan we finally show up outside the gate of the oak creek internment camp. i sigh loudly pushing the gate open. we need to find th nogitsune and we need to trap him i call out speaking to the people behind me. scott decided not to come seeing as we were fighting and he was throwing a fit.

which led to all of them being there fighting for stiles life. stiles himself hobbled behind them all, leaning on lydia as he went. i might have a plan i say calling out to them again, just follow my lead i say sighing.

no ones pov

they all walk forward posture straight, heads held high, unwavering confidence surrounding them as they prepared to fight for there lives. he was waiting for them. they all knew it. they all knew he had a plan, a malicious, soul crushing plan that would unknowingly set off a chain of events causing a heatbreaking ending.

stiles pov

as much as i protested they all came. i hated it. i was putting all my friends in danger i wanted to come alone. it was my problem. my fault. it was gut feeling that made me beg for them to bring me along, a bad feeling that had me itching to make them some how go back home, to face the nogitsune alone and beat him, or die trying.

but here they all were fighting for me, it made my heart warm at the fact that i had family, but made my body shake with anxiety as i recognised to risk of losing them but i knew that if i tried to talk to them about it they wouldnt just say no, they would make sure i knew i was worth the risk which made my heart hurt with multiple emotions.

the struggling, back and forth thoughts made me startled as i realised that someone was talking.

well, well, well, what do we have here. void stiles says mockingly. my eyes finally find his hesiantly as he stands confidently behind the oni guarding him. now this is just sad void says pouting the mocking facial expression unwavering. call them off void. i say my voice breaking, the fake strong stance, see through as i glare at him. voids face instantly shows amusement his gaze no long on me. he's dead u know. he says looking at my friends. there cant be two stiles. im sucking ur life force, he says now looking directly at me. ur father would be proud.

void stiles pov

i watch as confusion takes over stiles face as i finish my sentence. i ignore the look, turning around and walking away not before calling out one more thing.

it would have been amusing. to bad u wont live long enough to find out.