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Where's Stiles?

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Stiles looked down at his ' feet ' . Fear and alarm shone in his eyes. He scanned his new furred body. A yap escaped the teenager's mouth.
How long will I stay like this?! Change me back!
Tut. Don't think I'll be able to do that. Hey, anyway, you have experience with werewolves?
Yes...Why?
Well, as you know, to control their shifts, they have anchors. Right?
Right...
So do you someone or something which makes you calm?
Yes...Wait, why are you helping me? You hate Scott and his pack. And I'm in it, so surely you should hate me?
Oh you neive vessel, how you question, panic, scream and rage but never get closer to power...
I don't want power! I just...want to live a normal life. The last words shook and were filled with sorrow.
I'm afraid that'll never happen will it?
A shadow appeared infront of Stiles. It seemed to smirk and take the shape of a fox. The image of darkness and death was truly blood-curdling.
" What's up? Scared of a friend? " the figure snarled evilly- a hint of insanity in his voice.
The Nogitsune.
" I can still hear your thoughts and sense you emotions, you know. I'm still part of you. "
" Is this turning into a fight now? "
" Maybe; to see how strong you really are. " the Nogitsune's long black claws unsheathed with a click. It smiled manically and lunged at Stiles. Letting out a yelp, Stiles leaped aside- just dodging by a centimetre.
" Are you insane?! I'm the reason you're still alive, idiot! "

Scotts POV (Point of View)

" Finally! The weekend. " Scott turned to Lydia- whose face was white as a ghost and her gaze lifeless. " Lydia? "
" Hmm? Oh yeah, weekend! So excited! " She opened her mouth in fake ecstaticsy.
" Lydia, tell me. What's wrong? " Scott stopped by his bike and picked up his shiny, newly polished helmet.
" Scott, " she tilted her head in annoyance. " I'm. Fine. "
" Wait, wheres Stiles? "

Stiles' POV ( Point of View )

Stiles panted, blood seeping from many places on his body. The Nogitsune was nowhere to be seen- which worried him. Loads. A growl appeared behind the teen as he felt long, piercing raptor-like claws dig into his shoulders. Widening his glowing amber eyes, Stiles yelped and whipped around, trying to loosen the grip of the fox demon. The teenager had not landed a single blow on the Nogitsune. Plucking up enough confidence and strength, Stiles swivelled his neck and bit down hard on the Nogitsune's leg and flung the demon off his scarred back.
" So, you do have strength, eh? " he coughed as he hit the floor. Stiles' mouth was filled with the bitter and overwhelming blood of the Nogitsune. Instantly regretting it, the 17 year old swallowed and licked his lips, getting rid of the black substance. Stiles approached the demon and pinned him by the shoulder and the head.
" Go on, " the Nogitsune spat. " You know I can't die, go ahead! "
I don't want to.
Stiles closed his eyes and turned his head away.
But you have to, Stiles. Or I'll just kill you instead.
I don't want to hurt anybody. Not even you if I have to.
" Pathetic, Stiles. Tru- " Before the Nogitsune could finish his sentence, Stiles dug his teeth in the fox's throat- but not directly. The Nogitsune went limp as if dead. Stiles stepped back, traumatized at what he just did. Black smoky blood filled the teenager's mouth a dripped on the floor.
D-Did I really kill him?

Stiles shook his head and lashed he tail violently.
" Stiles?! " a voice rung round the trees. Scott and Lydia broke into the clearing, their clothes coated in grime. " Stil-! " Lydia spotted the teenager cowering beside the unconcious- hopefully- Nogitsune. Yapping and rearing on his hind paws Stiles started calling to the two. " Must just be scared. " Scott muttered.
" No...That's no fox... " Lydia gasped and stared at him, " Thats Stiles... "
" It's a fox, Lydia! How can it be Stiles?! " The 17 year old started searching for his anchor. Lydia. Before he knew it, Stiles was standing in the clearing, his mouth black and bleeding everywhere. He fell to the floor- somehow still concious. " Stiles! " Lydia screeched and ran to him, drawing him into a hug. Stiles glanced at the demon beside him, only to see it had disappeared.
Well done, Void Stiles.
The teenager fainted in Lydia's cradling arms.