Sarah's POV

The past few days have been kind of a blur to me; feeling different emotions, different situations. It was like one of those windows you see at church, the ones that have so many different colors and the many multiple pieces. It was like one day I was a blue piece, depressed about what was happening, and then the next I was yellow, glad to be with Stiles. All of the pieces fit together to make a bigger picture, but I have yet to see what it is. I have a bad feeling that most of it will be blue in the end.

But like I had stated last night with Stiles, I needed to see my mom. I could only hope that she had the answers I needed. So as I knocked on her apartment door, waiting for her to answer, I couldn't help but think about something big coming...something like my own death.

The door opens not long after I knock, revealing my mother. She stares blankly at me for a moment before she smiles, like she had forgotten the last time she had seen me. "Hi."

"Come in," she says as I do so, seeing that the place was a lot cleaner than the last time I was here. "I'm assuming you're not here for coffee...are you?"

I shake my head, feeling guilty for some odd reason. "No I uh...I'm here to ask you about Stiles."

"So now you believe me," she says as I sit down across from her, watching as she sips on her steaming cup of coffee. "What was it? His eyes, the growing strength, the urge to kill-?"

I gulp. "All of the above."

She nods her head, setting her cup down on the table. "So why are you back here?"

"I know I've asked a lot from you lately," I say, my voice fading. "But I wanted to know what else you know."

She cocks her head slightly. "What I know? All I know is what I've already told you."

"So that's it then," I fire. "I'm supposed to just sit back and let Stiles kill me or vice versa?"

My mother has some hint of apology in her eyes, but her tone makes it sound as if she could care less. "Sarah...let me tell you something."

I place my hands on my forehead. "Great."

She raises her eyebrows at me. "I'm a kitsune; a fox. Foxes are meant to trick, but you already know that. Survival is in our DNA...your DNA. Granted, you aren't exactly like me, but we share more than you know."

"What does this have to do with anything?" I say, resting my hands on the table as I give her a crazy look.

My mother leans closer to me, something on her face that I couldn't read. "I just want to know...do you really love this boy?"

I don't hesitate. "Yes."

Her eyes stare coldly into my own, reading me to see if I was lying, which I wasn't. I knew that I loved Stiles, more than she could ever understand. It wasn't because of this linkage thing or anything like that; it was something more.

But as my mother stared at me, I put two and two together. She asked me about Stiles and told me about survival...this wasn't about to save us. This was about saving my own ass.

My expression turns sour as I stand. "You've out of your mind."

She looks up at me. "It's the only way-"

"No it's not!" I scream back at her, holding onto that sliver of hope Melissa and Stiles had talked to me about. "I'm not killing Stiles, not again."

Her dark eyes scan me. "Sarah, you're my daughter. I lost you once...I can't lose you again, you understand me?"

"Maybe you should have thought about that before you burned our house to the ground," I grit at her as I slam my chair back under the table, turning to walk out. She was useless. She didn't have the answers I needed, so there was no point in staying.

I hear her stand as she shouts my name, making me stop in my place. "This will never end until you put an end to it, Sarah, you hear me? Nature will find balance again, and if you wait too long, both of you will be dead. You're a kitsune Sarah...survival comes first."

I turn and look at her then, feeling my eyes glow orange as I glared at her. "Half kitsune, half wolf. If survival means killing my best friend, then I guess surviving isn't really worth it."

And with that, I slammed the door shut.

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Stiles POV

"What's wrong with you?" Liam speaks to me, snapping me out of my daze. My mind has been all over the place recently with us stopping the dead pool and with the linkage between Sarah and I. Not to mention that I've been feeling more than a little odd lately.

I shake my head as I throw my lacrosse bag to the ground. "Nothing...just a lot on my mind I guess."

Liam looks around the locker room. "Where's Scott at?"

I look around after he says this, then remembering that he had texted me earlier. "He's out on a date with Kira or something like that."

I see Coach step into the locker room as Liam's eyes widen. "Well don't you think he better get here before Coach throws an absolute fit?"

I turn and see Coach walking towards us. "Too late."

"Stilinski!" Coach yells before stopping in front of me. "Where's your usual partner in crime?"

I bite my lower lip. "Um, he's a little late."

"A little late!" Coach exclaims, making Liam wince slightly beside me. "You need to tell him to get his ass here before I blow my top off."

"I think it's already blown..." Liam mumbles, Coach barely catching what he said. He just glares at Liam slightly before he looks back at me.

"I'm counting on you tonight," he says, making my stomach knot with nerves. I had forgotten about Coach's recent affection towards me; only because I was more accurate with my shots, thanks to Sarah. "Especially since Scott's not here yet."

I nod my head, not sure what to say. "Got it, Coach."

He looks down at the list in his hands before looking back up, furrowing his eyebrows. "Wait-where's Yukimura? Please don't tell me she's the reason Scott's late."

Liam's face turns red. "Um-"

"Yeah," I say. "They were uh...on a date."

Coach looks more than angry now. "What are they doing on this date?"

Oh God Coach...

"Eating marshmallows by a campfire," I fire, being my usual sarcastic self. "What do you think they're doing, Coach?"

His face wrinkles up then, realizing what we were all thinking. "Oh. Well, tell him to get his ass here and to bring his girlfriend with him."

Coach walks away as Liam and I sigh, knowing that it was odd in the first place that they weren't here yet. I had tried calling Scott earlier only to get voicemail, but I wasn't severely worried about it. Hell, if he's getting lucky then I don't want to interrupt.

Liam's nose wrinkles up as if he smelled something. "Are you worried about the game or something?"

I furrow my eyebrows. "Not really...why?"

Liam shakes his head. "You smelled worried...almost angry."

"Are you sure it's me?" I ask, looking around to see everyone else laughing and getting along fine.

Liam nods, looking a little suspicious. "I'm sure it's you."

"Well, looks like you need to get you nose checked out," I laugh slightly as I turn back to my locker, throwing my bag inside, hearing something hard hit up against the edge of it. He was right though; I didn't feel like myself. I felt empty...like I had back when the nogitsune had possessed me.

And all I could think about was what was coming.

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Sarah's POV

I clutch the phone in my hand as I stand outside of Derek's loft, staring at the text Stiles had sent me awhile ago. I was just heading over to the game when he texted me, asking me to stop by the loft to see what Scott and Kira were up to. Of course I didn't want to come by, since I mean come on...it was Scott and Kira. Who knows what they were up to in there.

But being the good friend that I was, I was standing here, trying to focus my hearing inside so that I could figure out if it was safe to enter. The room was deathly silent, making me wonder if they were even inside, but that was when the faint smell of blood came across my nose. My hand shoves my phone into my pocket as I fling the loft door open, staring at the area in awe.

There were blood spots on the floor, which is what I smelled, but there was also some type of chain lying there as well, along with broken glass from the light bulbs that dangled from the celling. My heart races as I step inside, my jaw dropping as my mind spun with ideas of what in the world could have happened.

The deadpool was over with; Stiles and I had shut that down. This couldn't have been assassins, unless they were here to get them just for sport, not for the money. It wasn't until I saw that the window was broken and a bone lying there next to it when I realized that this wasn't assassins.

It was Kate and her berserkers.

I wasn't sure why in the world they wanted Kira and Scott, but I had a feeling that whatever the reason was, it wasn't good at all. My thoughts stop short when my phone rings in my pocket, causing me to pull it out and see that it was Lydia.

I press answer. "Lydia?"

"Where are you?" She says quickly, sounding frantic. "Stiles told me you went to the loft."

I nod even though she can't see it. "Yeah, I am. Scott and Kira...they're-"

"Gone," Lydia says, sounding like she knew all of this already.

I furrow my eyebrows. "How'd you know?"

The phone is silent for a moment, sounding as if she was handing the phone off to someone else; that someone being Deaton. "Sarah? Listen, Kate took Scott and Kira to Mexico-"

"How do you know all of this?" I say, trying to keep my mind all caught up. It was spinning a million miles a minute.

Deaton speaks quickly. "I just do, okay? You have to trust me. She took them to the church."

"Why?"

"I don't know, but it's not good," Deaton says. "Be careful who you trust, okay?"

I mumble a faint okay before the phone goes dead, leaving me speechless. Everything was happening too fast and it made me more confused than ever. I wanted nothing more than everything to be okay and to be able to just go home and act as if my life wasn't filled with confusion and my friends and loved ones getting hurt.

I start to turn to walk out of the loft when my phone dings, indicating that I had gotten a text. I look down to see that it was from Stiles.

Meet me at the school. Hurry.

I wondered what this was all about, but I didn't have much of a choice than to go see for myself. It was already almost 9 o'clock, meaning that the game was long over with by now. Maybe he needed a ride home or something along those lines? I wasn't sure, but I made my way down the stairs as fast as I could, feeling as if time was of the essence.

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"Stiles?" I call through the school as I hear the door shut behind me, creating a weird clicking sound I didn't think much about. The whole hallway was completely dark; giving me the chills for sure. Something felt off, and I wasn't sure what.

My heels click on the floor as I walk forwards, heading towards the locker rooms. If Stiles were to be anywhere in here, he'd be there for sure. I tried to think about something else as I walked down the hall, staring ahead as if it was the only thing I could focus on.

I call Stiles' name again only to hear complete silence; other than my voice echoing down the hallway of course. I try to focus my hearing somewhere else to see if I could find his heartbeat, but for some odd reason, it was like my hearing wasn't working. I could only hear what a normal human could hear.

I pull my phone out of my pocket as I try to call him, hearing his phone ring farther down the hall. I let out a breath of relief as I walk towards the ringtone, knowing that it had to of been coming from the locker room. I shove the phone back into my pocket as I push open the locker room door, seeing Stiles sitting there on the bench with his hands folded, staring at the ground.

"Stiles?" I say softly, getting the sense that something was deathly wrong with him. He didn't look right.

He doesn't look up at me. "You're late."

I furrow my eyebrows, noticing his odd tone. "I came back from the loft, remember? Scott and Kira are both missing-"

"I already know," he says, finally looking up at me. When he did, his eyes locked with mine, and I knew then for sure that something was wrong. He wasn't himself...it reminded me of when he was possessed by the nogitsune.

I take a step backwards, having a gut feeling that this had to do with the linkage. "Stiles, listen to me, okay?"

"What's wrong?" he asks, finally standing. His eyes show some sign of concern, but it wasn't real.

My hands start to shake out of fear. "N-Nothing."

"Something is wrong," he says, sounding exactly like the nogitsune now. He could tell that I wasn't buying the act, which then results in his expression to go hateful. "Try and run, I dare you. You're clearly too stupid to realize when you walked in here that I rigged up bombs to the doors that activated once you came inside."

My heart pounds in my ears, remembering that little beeping sound I had heard when I did come inside. He wasn't lying. "What do you want."

"I want you dead," he says coldly, but I knew this wasn't Stiles. This was against his own will; he didn't even know what was happening.

I lift my arms out, offering myself. "Then get it over with."

Stiles laughs at me. "Oh, please. I would have done that by now if I wanted to. You see, I want to have some fun out of this. Which brings me to my first trick."

I stay perfectly still as he turns around and unzips the bag that had been sitting by his feet, pulling something out before turning back towards me. It took me a moment to realize what it was, but then it clicked in my mind.

It was the jar that the nogitsune was being kept in.

"How..." I fade out, really getting scared now. The one thing that terrified me the most was in his hands. "How did you get that?"

Stiles flips it back and forth between his hands. "Lydia didn't do a very good job at hiding it, that's for sure."

I gulp. "What did you do to Lydia."

"Lydia?" Stiles laughs, looking over his shoulder. "She's perfectly fine...for now."

After he does this over the shoulder motion was when I first looked behind him and really paid attention. Over in one of the dark corners sat Lydia, tied and had duct tape over her mouth. She was passed out as blood trickled down the side of her head, but I had no idea why Stiles wanted her involved with all of this.

Stiles smiles at me as his hand tightens over the lid, twisting it off swiftly as a little fly buzzed out.

"Game on."

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*unedited*

Sorry I haven't updated this is so long! Season 4 is killing me for this book and I'm glad that it's almost over. I just hope you guys are still into this book and will keep reading. I have a lot planned for season 5 and for the end of this book. I'm sad that it took me so long to update :(

But things are starting to near the end of the line! What do you think is going to happen?

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