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Meanwhile in France...

The sky was a bright blue as Malia strolled down the cobbled streets of Paris."Hey wait up!" called Isaac running after her. Malia had been in Paris for almost 8 months now and had cut off all contact with Beacon Hills. She sometimes regretted it but other times she felt free of the burden of innocent lives.

She had never really been able to escape though. She and Isaac had had to move house twice due to hunters. They really were a pain.

Malia laughed at Isaac as he dropped into stride with her. She linked arms with him and they walked off to find lunch. She and Isaac had become almost as close as siblings because neither of them were looking for a relationship.

They were here to enjoy Paris and to enjoy Paris they would do, decided Malia , steering Isaac to their favourite cafe. No more worries. Just Paris.

That still didn't stop Malia from keeping one eye on the darkness that trailed her and Isaac.

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Stiles paced Derek's loft, unable to stay still due to restlessness and worry. Derek lounged across the sofa behind him and Josh sat on the floor leaning against the sofa. "Stiles." said Derek," Stop acting soo worried!""I can't Der! It's been almost a week and we are no closer to solving anything. There's only soo long I can stay here without being kicked out the programme, Gwen is fine and no one knows about Malia!"

Derek stood up. "There's no point worrying about it. If anything comes up, we will be the first to know about it."

Stiles sighed."I guess you're right." Stiles came and sat on the sofa, leaning against Derek. They sat in silence until Allison burst into the loft. "Peter's gone!" She said, out of breath and eyes shining. All 3 of them jumped up as Allison stumbled in.

"Me and Peter... were trailing Gwen... and he suddenly fell to the ground... his eyes turned... black and he disappeared!" Allison panted, clearly showing she'd run here as fast as she could.

"It's taking supernaturals or anyone part of the pack." realised Stiles.

"Once we are all gone, the town won't have any powerful protectors and it will be open for anything to swoop in and destroy it." added Derek. "It's taking us in the order of how the ghost riders took us because it sees this as a game. Like the nogitsune."

At those words, Stiles winced, remembering how he had planned to kill his friends and had enjoyed it.

"We need to tell Scott." "I already know." Scott stood in the doorway. He looked weary and black blood dripped from his eyes, mouth, nose and ears. "It tried to take me. I broke free but it got to Liam."

"We need to call Chris and your Mom." Stiles said as Scott limped into the room and half collapsed on the now-vacant sofa. He half nodded, looking like the creature had drained all the will from him.

"I saw her die again." Scott whispered, "Josie. And then everyone else i couldnt save." Tears fell from his eyes, black tears not normal ones. The effects of the monster caused that.

"Hey hey." Stiles sat down beside Scott. "Josie wasn't your fault. She died saving us, her friends and the nogitsune is gone so she didn't die in vain."

Scott nodded but stayed quiet. He took a deep breath and his moment of weakness was over. "Right." Scott said, " Liam and Peter are gone. Hayden has gone out of town for a while with her sister but she wasn't taken originally so as long as she dosent return, she won't be taken this time. Mason and Corey have rung Chris and my mom. Lydia is finding out what this thing is from Deaton and the beastiary."

"Anything we can do?" asked Stiles. Scott turned to them."There is something you can do actually. Your going to hate it based on what you told me about being the nogitsune but it has to be done."

"No no. Scott no please. I cant do that again no." Stiles already knew what he was saying."Stiles you're going to have to do it. You're going to have to become the nogitsune again."

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It was the next day, the day Stiles had to become the nogitsune to see how it thought and acted. To see if they could save the town.

Chris and Mellisa arrived hours after they were called. After a quick introduction to Josh and a de-brief to what was going on, they were ready.

"Derek please. " Stiles was due to turn into the nogitsune soon but he was still trying to do anything he could to get out of it. "No Stiles you have to.""I don't know if I'll be able to come back this time and I might take innocent people with me. I...I can't. Not again. Out of all of us, I have the most blood on my hands because of the nogitsune. I can't add to that. "

"Wait." Josh interrupted the losing argument, walking into Derek's loft. "What's actually going on??"

Stiles turned to Josh. "About a year ago, we needed my memories and when Scott put his claws in my neck to access them, I turned into the nogitsune. It turned out that part of it will always be inside of me and can be triggered by the claws in my neck. You can't tell anyone Josh because there are people out there who will turn me in the middle of the night while I'm sleeping and I will be unstoppable."

Josh's eyes widened, whether in shock or fear, Stiles couldn't tell. "And one more question." "What is it?" Stiles replied with a defeated tone."Who's Josie?"

Stiles felt the atmosphere in the room drop and he took a huge breath to stop himself from falling apart. It had been almost 2 years since his best friend had died and the pain was still fresh.Derek anwsered for Stiles.

"Josie was Allisons younger sister, only younger by 1 year and Chris Argents second daughter. When Stiles was the nogitsune, he had the Oni, as we told you before. We were fighting them and Josie (Who was also a hunter like Allison) shot an arrow to save Isaac. She saved his life but doomed her own. She was impaled and bled out in Scotts arms. She was Scotts first love and Stiles and scotts bestest friend. To this day Scott still thinks it was his fault."

"You guys are like warriors." Said Josh, in awe but also sorrow.

"We didn't have a choice Josh." Said Stiles, sitting on the sofa with his head on his hands. "We were thrown into this cruel world without warning and we had to shape ourselves into heroes to stop thousands dying. We didn't have a childhood. We all grew up too fast."Stiles stood up, standing with a new purpose. "Which is why I need to do this. Tell Scott I'm ready."

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Only minutes later Stiles was ducktaped and handcuffed in Scotts house. Everyone was there, ready to fight incase something went terribly wrong. "Scott?" Stiles asked, "Just incase something goes wrong, get out of my head. I know your looking in my head for the memories but if something goes wrong get out. Please. You don't deserve to die this way. "

"Neither do you." replied Scott. "For Josie." whispered Stiles before closing his eyes. Scott smiled at his final words before plunging his claws into Stiles's neck.

Stiles gave out a gasp and Scott got this vacant look in his eyes, like he was here but not here. And that's when Stiles gave a low laugh and opened his eyes.

Josh fought the urge to step away in horror. That wasn't Stiles.