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One night, walking through the woods, Scott McCall got bit by something that changed his life. Forcing him to dive in head first into the world of supernatural. His best friends Stiles Stilinski and Nova Deaton by his side every step o...
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Chapter Forty-Six 🦊 De-Void 🦊
"You want to handcuff me?" Void Stiles asked as Stilinski pulled out a pair of handcuffs walking into the loft. If my son is still here-- if there's 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 and Stiles put his hands up.
Stilinski put the cuffs around Stiles's wrists, not looking away from him. Stiles looked up with an almost sinister look on his face as Stilinski stepped back. "You're not my son." He whispered and Stiles broke the handcuff.
Allison, Argent, Derek and Nova quickly walked into the loft making Stiles look over at them and chuckle. He looked over at Allison as she held up a taser, pulling the trigger. But instead of Stiles getting tased, his hands shot out and grabbed the stings of the taser, unaffected, before throwing it to the side.
Derek growled and ran at Stiles but Stiles grabbed Derek's arm, twisting it behind his back and throwing him to the wall as if he was as light as a feather.
Suddenly the sound of a gun being cocked made everyone turn to see Argent pointing a gun at Stiles. "Argent, listen to me! Don't do this!" Stilinski said holding his hand out but Argent didn't look away from Stiles. "Why not? I've done it before... Werewolves, Berserkers... I can easily add a Nogitsune to the list."
"Stiles is still in there. If you shoot him, you're not just killing a Nogitsune. You'll be killing an innocent teenage boy, who is still just human." Nova said stepping forward. Even though Stiles is possessed her Protector instincts still kick in. Stilinski cocked his gun, pointing it at Argent, "You're not going to shoot my son!" Stilinski says making Argent glance at him. "You said it yourself, Sheriff-- that's not your son."
"Put it down! Put it down!"
Dad, he's going to shoot me. He's going to kill me, Dad. Nova, Nova do something. You have to protect me." Stiles said making Nova squeeze her eyes shut trying to suppress her instincts. "Don't listen."
"Put it down! Now! Do it! Put it down!"
"Pull the trigger! Come on!"
"Listen to me- you put the gun down now!"
"Shoot me!"
"Put the gun down, now!"
"Shoot me!"
"Put the gun down!"
"SHOOT ME!"
"Argent, you put it down!"
"Strife..." Allison whispered then grabbed Nova's arm, "Nova, strife. That's what he wants." Allison said making Nova's eyes widen and look back over at the rest of them then out the window seeing the sun go down.
