His Enchantress | Void & Stiles

𝟗. 𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋 𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐒

━━━━･❪ ↯ ❫ ･━━━━

      SOMETHING WAS hanging in the air as Scott handed Deaton the shugendo scroll, which had little scribbles in Japanese. The one that held the answers on how to get rid of the dark kitsunes.

     "There isn't much here, unfortunately," Deaton said, holding the small scroll before him.

     Scott shifted on his feet, arms crossed, "Does it say anything?" He didn't want to unveil the poorly hidden hope and desperation for his best friend.

     The dark-skinned man's head titled, "My Japanese isn't great... but it appears to say that one method of expelling a nogitsune is to change the body of the host."

    "Change the body?" Scott repeated, squinting. He wasn't used to figuring out such things by himself, Stiles usually did that.

"Which begs the question," Deaton started with a raised brow. "How do we change Stiles's body?"

The true alpha perked up, "By turning them into a werewolf." He missed the furrow of Deatons' brow, "But will they even want to? I mean, I don't even know Astrid."

"Scott," Deaton hesitantly interrupted him with a shake of his head. "I mean to change Stiles' body, not Astrid's."

Scott blinked, taking a step forward, "Okay, so then what about Astrid? How do we get rid of her nogitsune?"

Deaton sighed in return, facing the ground.

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      MR. YUKIMURA was doing his lesson planning when he heard it. A fly buzzed around him and landed on his desk. He grabbed a nearby textbook and dropped it on the fly, not thinking anything of it.

     Until his voice rang out.

     "Coming in on a Saturday," Ken's head snapped up to the door, where Void passed the threshold.  "That's dedication."

Void paused by the bookshelf, looking out the window. "Where is she hiding them?"

"I'm sorry," the man kept his composure. "I don't know what you're talking about."

Void turned, extending a hand and pretending to pick out a book. "Her little knives," he pulled out the book and threw it to the ground. "Daggers," he knocked another one down, "Know what they are. Physical representation of her tails." He dropped another one after pretending to be intrigued by it. "However the hell that works."

"Maybe you'd like to do some reading on it, I can direct you to the section on Japanese myth in the library."

Void allowed a sly grin to cross his face, "No. No, I'd like to talk to you." He drummed his fingers on the desks as he walked down the aisle, "The older the tail, the stronger the Oni. Am I right? I know there's one left."