When We Were Young : Part 3

Chapter 29

The first person to walk into the loft was the sheriff. The rest of us were behind the door listening for any sign of trouble. If Stiles was still in there, his father could bring him back. At least I hope so.  I heard the familiar voice of Stiles echo through the walls. 

"Hey dad" He said. I could tell though, it wasn't Stiles. There is something about his voice. The tone of it. I could just tell. We all heard the sheriff pull out his handcuffs. 

"You wanna handcuff me?" Stiles asked. 

"If my son is still in there, if there's still a part of him standing here in front of me. then he'll put these on willingly and he'll come with me, because he knows I'm here to protect him from himself and from others." Stilinski said. I was stuck on what we would do if this plan doesnt work. I knew if it came down to it if the nogitsune were to attack the sheriff then I would have no choice but to try and stop him, even if violence was necessary. It's what Stiles would have wanted. 

There was a pause. We just heard the cuffs lock up. Then there was our cue to come out. "You're not my son" 

We all entered me, Derek, Allison and Chris. All of once. I heard his somewhat of a devilish laugh as we all entered. Allison was first to try and stun him. She held out her taser gun and shot it at him. We should have known it wasn't going to be that easy, but he surpassed all expectations. He just caught it, no shock to his system. Electricity didn't face him. He caught it and threw it on the ground. 

Then there was Derek. I don't know what he was thinking. If his mind was still set on the idea that it's Stiles and he has no strength. But he was going to try and go head on and try to fight him. Stiles grabbed his arm and twisted it behind him and threw him into the wall. 

Something came over me. My protectiveness over the people I love, the person I love is undeniable and it won't stop me. Not even if it's Stiles. The only reason I'm holding back even in the slightness was because Stiles was still in there somewhere.

I ran towards him dunking his punch at the last second. I actually managed to have to upper hand for a second. Emphasis on second. He grabbed my fist as I went to throw another punch and brought his other hand up and used as much force as he could muster and slammed it down right in the center of my forearm, effectively breaking it in two. 

"Ah!" I yelled out in pain. He then threw me to the ground beside him as if I were a rag doll. 

"Nive try sweetheart" It said to me. 

Everyone froze at the sound of a gun clicking. Not a taser or any other non lethal weapon, but a real gun. Coming from Chris. I looked over at Derek, no surprise on his face. This must be what they were talking about earlier.

"Argent listen to me, you don't have to do this" Sheriff said. 

"Why not? Werewolves, berserkers, I can easily add a nogitsune to the list" Chris said. The sheriff pulled out his own gun and pointed it at Chris. 

"You're not going to shoot my son" He said. 

"You said it yourself Sheriff, that's not your son" He said. Once a hunter always a hunter, guess people can't change. I got on my feet and stood in front of Stiles in front of the gunfire Argent was intending to use. Stiles can die from a bullet, I can't, and I'm sure as hell the nogitsune cant either.

"Shoot him, you're gonna have to shoot me first" I said quietly. 

"Get out of the way Haley" I heard Derek say.

"No! The only thing you'll be doing with that gun is kill Stiles, it won't even hurt the nogitsune. You think a creature this old, this powerful can die from a bullet?" I asked.