It had been a week. One week since the Nogitsune. One week for everything to go to shit again; could they ever catch a break? Stiles had been locked in his room for most of the week, not avoiding, just catching up on some well-deserved rest that was well over-due. And it was nearing the end of that week when he notic...
Stiles hasn't been the same since his encounter with the Nogitsune. His mind still frustrated over the things he was made to do. Stabbing his best friend, twisting the sword as it remained in him. Trying to kill everyone... Life hasn't been the same for him. Nor for his father. Stiles' life is just beginning to be te...