chapter ten, the real one

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the nogitsune, who recently had taken over stiles' body, threw on a facade that he was actually stiles, a fake smile on his face. "hi, dad."

derek lowly growls, rushed at the nogitsune, getting ready for an attack, but the nogitsune already had it planned out.

the nogitsune aggressively grabbed onto derek's arm, twisting it to his back, furiously turning him around, derek's teeth gritting together, the nogitsune then threw derek aside.

then it came to allison, her taking out her weapon, pointing it at the nogitsune, shooting right at him, the nogitsune grabbed onto the electricity, twisting it around, a cold look in his eyes, allison stepping back, eyes widening in shock.

"anyone else?" the nogitsune excitedly grinned.

the nogitsune's body jolt forward, feeling claws pressed against his neck, addison standing behind him, her claws digging into his throat, the nogitsune chuckled evilly.

"are you really going to kill me? your first love? i'm very disappointed."

addison growls behind his neck, sending vibrating sound against his skin, which made him smile brightly, it's as if he was enjoying it.

"you're not stiles." addison growls.

the nogitsune's eyes turned dark, his hands twisting backwards, grabbing onto hers, flipping her over him, the girl landing in front of him, her on her knees, her light brown hair over her face, her head slightly raising up, her eyes ferociously glaring up at him.

"on your knees for me? am i really that much better than that impulsive derek hale over there?" void chuckles.

"must've been since i almost got you on your sister's bed." he evilly looks into her eyes.

addison stood up, glaring at him. "shut up."

allison seemed horrified by the information, addison not sparing her a glance.

sheriff then stepped forward, right in front of addison, him looking at the shell of his son.

void noticed the handcuffs in the sheriff's hands, him smirking amusingly at him. "you're going to handcuff me?"

sheriff placed the handcuffs around void stiles' wrist, void looking down at the handcuffs.

"if my son's in there, if there's any little part of my son in there, then, he'll willingly follow me to the station, because, he knows i'm trying to protect him and everyone else." sheriff states.

void darkly looks up at the sheriff, an emotionless look in his eyes, him pulling his wrists apart, the handcuffs separing from his wrists, the metal clanking on the group, dropping at his feet.

"...you're not my son." the sheriff whispers.

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"argent!"

sheriff's voice loudly shouted in panic as he saw the hunter with his gun aimed at his son.

"don't do this." sheriff sighs out.

argent's brows deeply frowned. "why not? i did it before, werewolves, berkserkers, i could easily add a nogitsune to the list."

"you already said he's not your son." argent argues.

"argent, put down the gun." sheriff warns.

void stiles looked in between both men with a devious smirk, then a panicked expression was thrown over.

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