I Feel It Running Through My Veins

What's It Like Being Evil's Favorite Pet

"This is power, it's not cold hearted
And we're just getting started
We've been having so much fun
This night's been a thriller
Don't think about what we've done
You might be the killer"
- You Might Be The Killer by HARLO

Stiles
There was a coyote in front of the Nemeton, because of course. Malia stood on four legs growling intimidatingly and flashing her blue eyes at me.

"Nice coyote. Oh my God, please don't eat me!" I think sudden death would be the only thing that could make this night worse. "Hi Malia, my name is Stiles, if you could not kill me before I get the chance to talk to you that would be great!" I pleaded.

Somehow that seemed to do the trick because the coyote slowly morphed into the shape of a human girl. "Hello Stiles, it's so nice to finally meet you!" Malia expressed with a pleasant tone.

No, this couldn't be right. Malia Tate had no idea who I was, we had never even met which meant something weird was going on. "Ho-how do you know my name?" I asked.

"You know the answer to that Stiles." she responded cryptically, "But I can give you a hint if it will help things along. Tell me, do you know any riddles?"

My body goes numb as I remember this moment from my first vision, the one I had dismissed as a simple dream. The thing wearing Malia Tate as a Halloween costume watched me expectantly and I realized I was no longer a member of the audience.

"A few" I responded numbly.

"Good, now what gets bigger the more you take away?"

No, it can't all be true. "A hole."

"What gets wetter the more it dries?"

I would never hurt my friends. "A towel."

"When is a door not a door?"

I wasn't ready for any of this and I don't know if I'll be able to stop it. Anguished I whisper, "When it's ajar."

Malia smirks, her eyes flashing blue. She looks ethereal and gruesome, when she says, "Your friends. Your family. Everyone who ever meant something to you. We're going to destroy all of them, Stiles. One-by-one."

"Who are you?" I ask desperately.

"Everyone has it but no one can lose it." Fake-Malia states in a sing-song voice and I know now that I have an answer.

"A shadow."

"Well I prefer Nogitsune, a dark kitsune if you will! I honestly can't wait to get inside your pretty little head. I promise we are going to have so much fun together!" She squeals.

"Why me?"

"Because we both want the same thing, Stiles, chaos. The darkness that has grown inside you since your mom died feeds off it. I mean, why do you think you were drawn to the supernatural, you were practically born for it!" She explains.

I am scared, what can this Nogitsune make me do. Worst of all, I'm afraid I'll like it. "What do you want from me?"

"Well as nice as Malia is to wear, I'd really like to sit up in your head. Problem is, your pretty powerful for a novice witch with ridiculous protection charms so it'll take a while. In the meantime, you are going to spend some time with me, tell me about yourself to make the transition easier and reinforce our mental connection."

"Why would I do that?"

"Well my lovely little witch if you don't I'll torture Malia, then I'll kill her and move on to the next body, maybe one of your friends. I'll do the same thing over and over until they're all dead. I'm not too worried about it, after we merge the first thing you're going to want to do is kill them all anyways so it's all good."

No it's not all good, I was terrified. But I didn't see any other option. I guess I would have to play along until I could find a way to destroy the Nogitsune.

I took a deep breath and said, "Okay, where do we start." I could feel my fate being cemented into place.

A/N: Let's go, another one!!! I'll keep this short and sweet: It has come to my attention that I have 27k reads! I thought I would never get past 5! Thank you all so much for reading, commenting, and liking... you guys bring joy to my day! I love you all and am looking forward to to sharing the rest of my story with you!❤️