𝐽𝑈𝑁𝑂 𝑊𝐴𝑆 𝑁𝑂𝑇 𝐴𝐹𝑅𝐴𝐼𝐷 of Void, of the Nogitsune, of anything before her. She may have been trapped in a closed, small room with Void, surrounded by the Oni. She may have watched him take complete control of the all-powerful Oni as if it was nothing but a dust off the shoulder. She may have felt every ounce of Void's lust for power, but she was not afraid.
Juno was left in that room alone where Void believed she was defenceless. He could happily murder her friends without her interfering, but he underestimated Juno's resilience and hadn't realized her control.
Isaac, Scott, Kira, Noshiko, Allison, Lydia, and the real Stiles all looked before them to see Void standing tall with the Oni behind him, prepared to defend his honour. They all quaked in fear, despite their brave stances. They knew that this was a far more powerful creature than they had previously dealt with. They had no idea what they were getting themselves into.
Although, much like the multiple times she mentioned it, this was not their fight -- it was Juno's.
From the ground between the Oni and Void to the group across emerged a figure, rising in a black cloud of smoke. As the figure of Juno appeared, the Reaper present, Lydia began to disappear. Juno shifted her connection from where she was to where Lydia was. Lydia was sent down into that room Juno resided in. Juno knew that she couldn't fight, she could very well die and she was one of the few people she cared about standing there.
One might wonder why Juno wouldn't protect the real Stiles, but she knew for a fact that he was not the real Stiles until the Nogitsune was dead.
"Nice of you to join us, Juno. Have you noticed my new additions?" Void motioned to the Oni standing behind him, not all too surprised that she was able to find her way out. "What do you think?"
"I think you're a coward." Juno spat. Void put his hand over his heart to add to his theatrics. "My heart. You hurt me, Juno."
"Can we just get this over with, you ancient piece of shit?" Juno rolled her eyes as she rested the bottom of her scythe on the ground, holding it like a staff. Juno paid no attention to her friends behind her. She knew they were ready to fight, but she really didn't care. She didn't want them fighting for her because she knew that if one of them died, she would get blamed for it.
