Departure ↠ Argent [3]

23. Twisted Memories

"You're not the first to want me dead," I remark as I cross my arms. Stiles' face seemed a little surprised that I wasn't shocked by his words, but I honestly wasn't. I figured something like this would be coming sooner or later. It always did. "But might I ask why?"

He raises his eyebrow, shaking his head. "Good luck getting that answer out of me."

"I'm just going to assume it's because-" I start to say before stopping, realizing that the reason I thought he wanted me dead wasn't the reason either. I thought he had the same motive as Deucalion; how I could see the future and give away vital information and events. However, I couldn't see the future anymore...at least, not on command. What other reason could there be?

"What?" Stiles laughs at me. "Cat got your tongue?"

Jade steps forwards from behind me then, growling lowly as her eyes flash red. I hold my arm out to stop her as she takes a deep breath, calming down, but still clearly angry. I turn back to the nogitsune. "What made you decide you'd rather have me dead rather than Lydia?"

"I thought more about it and realized I could use her later," he smirks as Lydia sulks behind me, clearly still a little terrified. I couldn't tell if it was because of the threat or the fact that it was Stiles saying it. "Banshee's are rare, after all. However, not as rare as seers, but that doesn't matter when the seer can't even see into the future."

Before I can say anything more, I feel Allison grab me by the arm and start to tug me away, probably so I didn't lose it, and I was glad that she did. I mean, I had myself under control, but seeing Stiles like that saying those things to me...it was hard to process. Even if I did know that he was possessed.

She takes me back into the kitchen before shutting the door behind her, blocking my view from Stiles completely. I notice then that Lydia, Jade, Scott, and Deaton were all gathered here, a look on their faces telling me that they had a plan. At least, I hoped they did.

I notice Scott keep eyeing me out of the corner of his eye, but I didn't blame him. He probably thought I'd snap just like I had earlier again. "What are we supposed to do with him?"

"What about the scroll?" Lydia says, licking her lips slowly. "About changing his body."

"That's if I translated it correctly," Deaton breathes. "It could just be a metaphor."

Scott turns to Lydia then. "And what if he doesn't want it? He's never asked to be a werewolf."

"But it could save his life," I say, shaking my head. This was a tough decision, especially since we couldn't just ask Stiles what he wanted. I had a feeling deep down that Stiles would take the bite if it meant saving him...but then again, I wasn't sure. Stiles would also keep searching for another way.

Deaton looks over at me. "What if it kills him?"

"I've never done this before," Scott breathes, shaking his head. "What if I sever an artery?"

Everyone gives Scott a pathetic look except Jade. "What if I did it? I mean, I have just as much experience as Scott, but I think I can do it."

For some reason, hearing Jade say this causes the air to get caught in my lungs. Deaton speaks up before I can. "Whatever we decide to do, we need to be quick. That kanima venom isn't going to last long."

Jade nods her head. "I can do it, guys. I know I can."

Scott looks between Jade and I, probably wondering what I was thinking about all of this. However, I wasn't really sure what I was thinking. A part of me wanted to get Stiles back before more chaos could break lose, but on the other hand, I was scared that this wouldn't work. If Jade or Scott bites him, it means a whole other chapter opening of unexplored territory...at least, for me. Then there was the lingering fact that the bite may not work, and that worried me to death.