"Hello again, dear." Void smirks. Y/N glares at Void, clenching her hands into fists. "I see you've finally made it to the finish line. I've been waiting for you."
"You've been having a hell of a time tormenting my friends, killed Allison, and completely slaughtering my family name." Y/N marches up to him, knocking into Kira's shoulder and knocking the sword out of her hand. "I crossed the ribbon before you even got there, dear."
Y/N swings her arm, only for Void to block it. She fights hard, managing to get a couple of hits in, but he never hit her. Void eventually grabs her wrist, forcing her to turn around and holds her tightly against his chest. He immediately brings his hand up to her throat, stopping all of her struggles.
"Y/N! Please, Void, don't hurt her!" Stiles shouts, nearly collapsing in Lydia's arms. Void smiles, resting his chin on her shoulder.
"Oh, what's this? Stiles finally showing some sort of affection towards dear little Y/N? Look, little butterfly." Void roughly forces Y/N to look at Stiles by her jaw. "Let's figure out a little riddle, yeah? Who has two feet, two heartbeats, but only one person? Hmm? Come on, butterfly, tell them the truth." Void laughs.
Y/N's eyes water. "Y/N? What is he talking about?" Lydia asks softly. They all look at her expectantly, Void's grip tightening as encouragement.
"Hundreds of years ago, a member from my family was brutally raped from another family member. So, she called up the nogitsune to murder everyone. A single person has managed to survive each year, and each year a new generation is born before the birth giver dies by his hands. I've... I'm the second generation."
"Don't skip out all the fun. Go ahead, Y/N. Tell them everything." Void whispers into her ear. Y/N closes her eyes.
"My mother was a witch and turned me into a butterfly so I could escape from the nogitsune. At the age of 18, I would stop aging until I birthed a child. I've been 18 for about... 756 years. I vowed to kill the nogitsune instead and never fell in love, never have sex, never get pregnant. The curse will wear off once he's dead." Y/N finishes.
"Then that means you can't kill her, right? She's not pregnant!" Kira shouts. Void clicks his tongue, shaking his head.
"Ah, ah, ah, not completely true. See, Stiles over there is a big liar as well." Void releases Y/N's hand, pinching the hem of her sweater and lifting it up. Y/N flinches.
Void gently traces the her stomach like a smiley face, his nail leaving a light red line. "One drunken night, Y/N broke her little promise. Amazing what a broken heart and comforting hand will do, huh?"
"Leave her alone!" Stiles shouts, hands trembling in anger.
"You see, Y/N, Stiles is deeply, madly in love with Lydia, but that doesn't mean he doesn't like you. Oh, no, no, no. Little Stiles has feeling for you. Hear that, beautiful? You were so supportive, so loving, you managed to steal his heart before he could fully realize. All it took was a little bit of alcohol to change everything." Void twirls a piece of her hair. "And now you're knocked up. You've known all this time, haven't you?"
Stiles looks up at Y/N, his eyes red and sad. Y/N bites her bottom lip, slowly nodding. Void chuckles darkly. Y/N feels her heart break at the sight of betrayal on Stiles' face. She never planned on telling Stiles, she couldn't. Stiles was still so young, he was already stressed and didn't even love Y/N. Adding a baby to the situation would make things horribly complicated.
"I'm sorry." Y/N whispers, kicking up Kira's sword. They all scream when she pierces her chest, going straight through and out Void's back. His sputters in shock, hand moving down to wrap around Y/N's waist to keep himself from toppling over. Y/N gasps, blood dripping out of her mouth.
She pulls out the sword, dropping it to the ground. Her mouth stayed open, still in shock. Void shakily chuckles behind her, the both of them slowly dropping to the ground. "So, this was your plan all along? You knew you were going to die, your unborn child being cursed, so you decided to kill all three of us together?"
Y/N leans to the side, falling on her back and shaking. Void remains on his knees, grinning down at her. "Smart girl. I'll see you, little butterfly." Void's grin disappears into a blank look, his face cracking.
His fly was quickly sealed away and Stiles wobbles over to Y/N, panicking. "Y/N! Y/N, Oh, my god! No, you can't die. My best friend." He crashes to the ground, quickly crawling over to Y/N and cradling her in his arms. "Y/N! Stay with me, Y/N!"
"Stiles? I can't see you...."
"I'm right here, sweetheart. I promise I'll always be right here. Please, please."
"I'm sorry I fell in love with you, Stiles." Y/N whispers, her words shaking. Stiles shakes his head, biting his bottom lip as tears welled in his red eyes. "I knew I wasn't supposed to. You're in love with Lydia. I guess, being your best friend, I got to see just how dorky and weird you were. You're smart, fast thinking, and underappreciated. I couldn't help it."
Y/N coughs up blood, causing Stiles to panic. "Stop talking.... Stop talking, dammit! You can't do this to me, Y/N!"
"I'm sorry for not telling you. I was never going to. I know it's selfish, but I didn't want to ruin your life either." Y/N smiles up at him painfully, the others watching silently from the back, crying. Even as she looked at him, she wasn't really looking. Her eyes were glazed over and filled with pain, but they were happy.
"I forgive you. I forgive you, so please, don't go."
"I've always wanted a family of my own. I guess when you've lived for as long as me, you begin to crave love, a family, happiness, making a life. Remember that day you asked what I pictured in my future? I lied to you. I pictured the both of us living together with our own little family, a boy and a girl. We'll be able to support your dad and live normally. You would be a detective, just like you planned, and I would be an English teacher and eventually teach our kids. If I couldn't have that, I wanted to live nearby as you had kids with someone else, having our children play with each other and be friends, go to school together, I'd babysit them whenever. My picture is to just be close to you, even if it means as your best friend."
"Scott! We need to get her to a hospital! Now!" Stiles shouts, glancing back at his friend briefly. A movement catches his attention, looking down at Y/N. She's softly rubbing her stomach, still smiling up at him. "No, you can't do this. Please."
"I'm sorry, Stiles. I'm sorry to everyone." Y/N grabs his hand, her smile widening.
"Scott! Save her!" Stiles panics.
"Stiles." He looks down at her, his tears dripping onto their clasps hands. He quickly interlocks their fingers together, eyebrows furrowed in desperation. "Thank you." She whispers. Y/N's eyes focused, staring directly into his eyes. Stile's breath hitches, his eyes widening in shock.
"No... no no no no no." Y/N's smile slowly fades, her eyes closing. Her grip on Stile's hand loosens, head tilting back. "Y/N! Stop! Don't play with me like this! You can't leave me! No! Stop!"
Scott lifts Stiles away from Y/N's body, pulling him away. A couple of paramedics rush in, putting Y/N on a stretcher and taking her away. Stiles cries and shouts, kicking his weak legs around. Different paramedics come to take Stiles away, and that's when everything goes fuzzy.
