Enchantress (Teen Wolf)

2-15

Scott's POV

The doorbell rang, and once I opened the door, there stood Peter. He of course needed to be dramatic, his head tilting up the minute it opened, a scary look on his face. One I had learnt to just deal with, I mean getting a smile from that man would be equal to winning the lottery. He circled around Stiles a few times, before stopping in front of him

"He wouldn't survive a slap across the face, let alone a bite. And her? Well she's and Enchantress, I don't even know if she can turn, but if you bite her there's nothing that says it will work or won't instantly kill her due to an overload of power." Peter said, folding his arms, and he couldn't have been more wrong in these circumstances, I mean Stiles was stronger than all of us right now, but Raven? I had no idea what to do, I couldn't leave her like this.

"So, it's a bad idea, right?" I said and he shrugged his shoulders, staring into their dark eyes. 

"It's more about the mind than the body. Raven's is smarter than most, along with Stiles. But are they smart and strong-minded enough the survive the bite? Who knows." Peter explained, completely oblivious to what we would happen, just like us. "There are better methods for winning this battle."

"What kind of methods?" Deaton asked, stepping closer to us and Peter smiled, before making my claws visible. Raven and Stiles' eyes widened, as if to say that the claws were impressive.

"We're going to get inside their heads." Peter said staring at them both, and my eyes widened. I seriously had to get inside my sister and best friends heads when they had just started dating? Great, this was going to scar me for life. 

"So, do we have a plan?" Deaton asked as Lydia and Peter re-entered the room and Peter nodded, leaning against the back of the couch.

"Scott is going to try and dig through pale and sickly evil Stiles' mind to get to pale and sickly real Stiles. Yet, at the same time he's going to try and dig through evil Raven, to get to slightly less evil Raven. And then, he'll guide them from the depths of their own sub conscious." Peter explained and I took it all in, it sounded like a lot but I knew I could do it. I had to do it, for them. "Okay, just trust me." Peter said, guiding my hands to the back of both of their necks, my heart pounded as I worried about hurting them, despite their new healing abilities. I felt my eyes turn red as I let the anger of everything the Morrigan and the Nogitsune had done to the two people I loved the most in this world, and I took deep breaths, the anger boiling inside me. Until I eventually stuck my claws into the backs of their necks, how was I going to do this alone? My eyes widened, along with both of their's as I felt myself almost travelling to another place entirely. 

I woke up suddenly, strapped up in a bed in Eichen house, of course this'd be a part of their minds, considering that's where they had been for the passed few weeks. I broke myself out of the ties, being an alpha werewolf definitely had it's perks. I opened the door, which instantly squeaked the moment it moved, before shutting hard behind me. Suddenly there I was, sitting with Stiles and Raven in her bedroom, they were laughing about something as always, when Stiles asked to see her powers. She nodded, before a purple energy ball danced in her palm, Stiles and I stared in awe until her nose began to bleed, I could see the Morrigan in the corner of the room laughing along with the Nogitsune. Her powers wouldn't shut off, and she began to scream, a piercing scream that I couldn't get out of my head, was this what they went through day in and day out? 

Peter's POV

"She's bleeding, why is my daughter bleeding!?" Melissa yelled, and Lydia and Deaton both took a step closer, worried about Raven. I kneeled down in front of her quickly, my mind overrun with all the endless possibilities of things that could be happening to her right now. I placed my hands on her cheeks, which were a lot warmer than I though they'd be. I had known Raven for a long time, and ever since I saw her in those woods, when we made eye contact, I haven't been able to stop thinking about Enchantresses, haven't been able to stop thinking about her. A feeling where I want to protect her no matter what, I had only ever felt this way about one person before, and that's Derek.

"Raven!" I screamed, her eyes fluttered ever so slightly and so I screamed her name again, right in her face, my hand still firm, yet soft on her cheeks. I couldn't let her die, not now, not ever.

Scott's POV

The screaming became unbearable as the two figures which were giggling gained closer to me, Stiles and Raven both begged and begged for my help and I remembered, I was inside their minds, it isn't real. I opened her bedroom door, and practically fell out. The new room was a perfect bright white, lights everywhere. I then saw Stiles and the Nogitsune playing a game I didn't really recognize, but there was no sign of Raven. I began running towards Stiles, only to end up as far away as I had started, what was this!? I began yelling his name, but he didn't even move, he couldn't hear a single sound, he was intently playing the game. 

It suddenly hit me. Stiles was part of my pack, and to signal to my pack I needed to howl. The Nogitsune picked up on that, because he turned to look at me as I transformed into a werewolf, my eyes glowing red as I stared at him, knowing I had won. I readied myself, letting the anger boil once again. This had to be the most heart felt and loud howl I had ever done, I needed Stiles to hear me. And I let loose, the loud howl echoed from my mouth and I could practically see it travel over towards Stiles. The game pieces on the table in front of him began to shake, causing Stiles to finally look over towards us, I could see his eyes were bloodshot, from exhaustion I assumed. He looked back towards the Nogitsune, clear anger inside of him, before using his hands to launch to pieces across the room.

I woke up suddenly, standing in the living room where I had begun the 'ritual'. I raced around to see if it had worked, and it hadn't both of them were knocked out and I noticed blood dripping down Raven's nose. Had I killed her!? Peter dragged Lydia off, he wanted her to tell him a name, and when he whispered it, Stiles woke up, he looked like he was choking. He began to pull out a very long piece of cloth from his throat, his eyes full of water as he tried to cough it up. He fell to his knees, still trying to pull it out whilst we all watched him with wide eyes. The cloth began turning into a figure, a figure I had remembered from Stiles and Ravens mind. He launched himself at all of us, but me and Peter managed to pin him into a chair. I noticed that he was gasping for air, trying to get the cloth off, and I stopped Peter and helped him get it off, revealing Stiles. He looked exhausted, scared, and upset.

"Scott?" He whispered, tears in his eyes, before Deaton called my name. I turned around to see void Stiles had gone and he had taken Lydia, the door wide open. I ran out and began screaming her name, but she didn't respond, of course she wouldn't respond. I walked back inside and saw Raven was also, gone and I fell to my knees, she had been gone so long, and now she'd be gone again.

Later that night, Stiles was check by the Omi and they left the mark behind his ear. Which was a guarantee that it was the real Stiles, even if he was shaking with fear. Me, Deaton and Stiles began talking to Kira's mother, asking if the Omi could kill Void Stiles and she told us it depends on the Nogitsune's strength, however, they wouldn't start until tomorrow night as it was too near to dawn. Then she told us that void Stiles needed Lydia and Raven, something about the power of a Banshee and an Enchantress.

Lydia's POV

A constant dripping noise rang in my ears as I woke up, there I was, sitting down in a dark damp tunnel, pipes running across the exterior. I stood up, leaning against the wall and sighing loudly, before hearing footsteps. I turned my head and saw void Stiles, he was walking towards him, his hands behind his back. I began walking away at a much quicker pace than him, I was scared, honestly terrified of skinny Stiles Stilinski. I was too angry at him to care however, because he had hurt Raven, my best friend and I needed him to bring her back.

"What are the voices telling you?" He said quietly. "They're telling you that Stiles is going to die aren't they? Because he is. And so is Raven, which means me and Morrigan can be alone without your stupid pack trying to get in the way." I reached a gate, which was locked and I felt myself being pushed against it out of fear as I heard him approach much quicker now. I told him I wasn't going to tell him anything.

"I don't need you to. You'll be screaming." He yelled, as he was right in my face, before I let out a large scream, which echoed throughout the tunnel. Raven then appeared at my side, I went to hug her but she gripped my wrist, causing me to drop to the ground. She laughed and then a purple ball of energy formed in her hand, my eyes widened.

"Like my new trick?" She asked with a sadistic grin, Void Stiles placed an arm around her and their laughs just rang in my ears and I covered them, another scream releasing from my mouth as I tried to block it out.