Dylan O'Brien Imagines

Whatever It Takes To Save Him-Stiles Stilinski

"He can't be a fox and a werewolf, Scott. It's the only way to get the Nogitsune out of Stiles. We need to distract him long enough for you to. . ."

"How are we supposed to do that?" Scott cut Deaton off.

"Kira," I said, finally speaking up. I bit my lip as everyone looked at me. "What. . . How does the. . . Can you retell me the history of the Nogitsune?"

"Y/N, where are you. . ."

"Just trust me," I cut Scott off. "Kira?"

She hesitated before sighing. "Well, the Nogitsune was first summoned by a Kitsune named, Noshiko Yukimura in 1943 in an attempt to gain her revenge on the soldiers at the Oak Creek Internment Camp during WWII. Instead of inhabiting her, as she had prayed, it inhabited the bandage-wrapped dead body of her lover, Corporal Rhys. He then killed everyone at the prison camp and the hospital where Ryhs died, which is now Eichen House."

Before she could finish telling us the history, I quickly stood up and left the animal hospital. I started pacing outside as a plan formed.

"Y/N?"

I turned to see Lydia, Scott, and Kira jogging outside towards me. "Give me a second," I shushed them before they could keep talking. "I almost have a plan. . . We need to get the Nogitsune out of Stiles. In order to do that, we need a way to briefly pull them apart. . . A trigger. We need a way to. . ."

My eyes widened when I figured it out. I turned around, nervously biting my lip. "Scott, I have a plan. Yes, it's crazy. No, we don't have time to think of something else."

"What is it?" He smiled at me.

"I need you to set a trap for Stiles."

* * * * *

I hesitated outside Scott's house. He and Deaton had somehow trapped the Nogitsune, paralyzed him, and got him to Scott's house. The door opened, a smiling Lydia in the doorway.

"We're ready when you are," she smiled. I nodded, taking a shaky breath. "Are you ready?"

I shook my head, tears building up. She stepped forward and wrapped her arms around me. "It's going to be okay," she whispered. "We're going to get him back."

We pulled out of the hug, both of us taking a shaky breath. She hesitated before grabbing my hand. "I'm gonna be here for you. I promise."

We walked inside, my breath instantly getting stuck in my throat when I saw him. I froze when I saw Stiles sitting on the couch, a piece of duct tape over his mouth.

"I'm right here," Lydia whispered as she squeezed my hand.

"Okay, Y/N," Scott said as he walked over to me. "We got him here. Now what?"

"Now, I need you guys not to do anything."

With wide nervous eyes, they stepped back. Scott nodded as he signaled for me to go ahead and do what I needed. I hesitated before stepping towards Stiles.

I took a shaky breath as I knelt in front of him. I slowly reached forward and cupped his cheeks in my hands. "Hi, baby," I said shakily as I stared at my boyfriend. "Please come back to me."

I stood back up and walked over to Kira. Her eyes widened as I grabbed her sword from her. "What are you. . ." She stuttered. I shook my head before turning around and walking back over to Stiles.

"I know you're still in there," I said shakily. "And I think you just need a kick."

"Y/N, what are you doing?" Scott said with panic in his voice as I unsheathed the sword.