A/N finally updating!

<Lydia's POV>

"I told you it's coming."

I look around, but all I see is darkness. "What is coming!"

"The nogitsune, in fact I think it's just found its victim. Death will come shortly my friend, don't worry." I look for the voice, but it remains anonymous.

I wake up screaming bloody murder. My head is aching.
That dream really rattled me. What the hell is a nogitsune? I brush the thought away for now.

Soon I realize it's time for school so I throw on a purple dress with silver heels, and a long silver necklace. I'm to lazy and my headache is really bad so I decide to throw my hair up in a messy bun. Off to school.

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When I open the school doors I see Ali standing, looking straight into her locker. I rush up to her. "Ali, what's wrong?"

She doesn't even look at me. Her eyes are just locked on nothing. "It's what Deaton said, the darkness surrounding my heart, it's affecting me, I'm seeing my aunt Kate," Allison mumbles fast. I look at her with sympathy. She starts to grab her books, but her hands are shaking like crazy.

"Ali your hands."

"I know, I can't even shoot straight!" She says clearly aggravated.

"We can work on it later, we should go find Scott and Stiles." She nods and we start our search for them before class starts.

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When we find them Ali's heart drops. Scott is talking to a small girl with ink black hair. "Come on," I say. I take her hand and drag her over there. I mumble to Ali and tell her what to do when we get over to them.

I walk to Stiles's side and watch if Ali does what I told her to do and she does. She walks up to Scott and says hi. Soon after she plants a giant kiss on his lips. The girl with the black hair says a quick nervous goodbye then runs away. I smile.

"Who was she?"

"What?" Scott says cluelessly. Then Ali slaps him across the face.

"Who was she and why were you being all smiley and flirty with her?" Allison says, interrogating Scott.

"Her name is Kira and she's new, relax," Scott says.

"Oh sorry," Allison says, her cheeks flashing red. I decide to butt in and flash away the awkwardness.

"So has the darkness around your heart been affecting you guys? Cause Ali's being freaking haunted," I inform them.

"Well if extreme nightmares, not knowing if something is real or not, and not sleeping counts then definitely," Stiles says.

"I can't control the switch," Scott says. Allison glares at him.

"Then what the hell are you doing here?!" She yells. Scott just shrugs his shoulders. I roll my eyes.

"Well why should it matter this isn't real," Stiles says. We all flash him confused looks, but he looks normal.

"Buddy this is quite real," Scott explains. Stiles start to breathe heavily.

"No, no it's not," Stiles yells a little louder. People start to stare.

"C'mon, people are starting to stare," I say. We start walking towards a janitors closet. Stiles doesn't move so I grab his hand and start to pull him along. I let go quickly though. Right when we touched voices rang like church bells in my head. I fall back a little, but Scott keeps me up.

"You good?" Scott asks concerned. I lie right through my teeth.

"Ya lets go into the closet and convince Stiles this is real." All four of us walk into the janitors closet. As we close the door my head starts pounding. The voices scream like crazy. I feel like I need to scream but right now Stiles is more important.

"Stiles this is real," Allison probes. Stiles just breathes heavily.

"It's a panic attack! He needs help!" I yell in recognition.

"This isn't real, I'm okay, I'm okay," Stiles keeps mumbling to himself. Scott tells him that it's real but I know that isn't going to stop his panic attack.

"He needs to feel that this is real," I suggest.

"How?" Ali asks. I don't hesitate. I kneel down next to Stiles and plant a long kiss on his lips. His breathing slows down and his panic attack fades away. This kiss isn't soothing and soft like our last one. In contrast my breathing picks up and I pull away quickly. The voices scream telling me, "He's the one!"

My vision fades and I finally let it out. I scream. The pressure around me fades. The voices drain away and I know now why they were screaming when I touched Stiles. He's the one that was mentioned in my dreams. How could this pale, defenseless, kind, hyperactive spaz be a monster.

How could Stiles be the nogitsune?

<Allison's POV>

"Lydia?" I whisper in her ear after she let out her ear piercing scream. She mumbles things I don't understand. "Lydia?" I whisper again. She opens up her eyes and looks around.

Lydia notices Scott tending to Stiles behind me. When she kissed Stiles she pulled back and screamed. Two things are off.

One, she kissed Stiles like she had done is before.

Two, she keeps looking at Stiles like he is some killer.

"Lyd what's wrong?" I ask. She seems to think about her answer before she gives me any information.

"Um, nothing, it's nothing, we should get to class." At least she is okay. I help her up and Scott does the same with Stiles. The four of us head off to class.
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Scott drove me home on his bike and now we are in his room.

"I want to know what's wrong with Stiles," Scott whines. I feel bad for him. He's known Stiles since he was little and now he's losing his mind.

"I know Scott, but we have to hope it's just this darkness around our hearts acting up."

"Deaton said its like a door has opened in our minds," Scott informs me.

"Well that door hasn't made me crazy enough to resist you in that tight shirt of yours," I say mischievously. He smirks at me and starts to kiss me. Scott pushes me back onto the bed completely forgetting our problems. In swift motions I remove his shirt and pants. He does the same to me so I am left in my neon pink lace bra and black underwear. I run my hands down his chest, through the crevices of his abs.

Scott leans down to my neck and starts to kiss it, which soon turns into sucking on it. I moan slightly and my cheeks turn red in embarrassment. When he releases I know a hickey will be present. Instead he tangles his hands in my hair. For a second he pulls away when his hands leave the ends of my hair.

"Why did you have to cut it?" He asks. I think back to when I heard the scissors cutting of my long hair. I knew I had to do it.

"I cut it because in Beacon Hills with you I am a fighter. I needed warrior hair. When fighting with long hair it got in my face and through me off guard. I couldn't protect you guys with hair in my face," I explain. He gives me a look of sympathy.

"So you cut your hair for my protection?" Scott asks smiling.

"And Lydia's, and Stiles, my dad, everyone that I love pretty much," I tell him.

"Next time, don't cut it," Scott pleads. I giggle and we go back to making our love.

<Scott's POV>

Allison left two hours ago and I went to sleep shortly after only to be awoken by my phone. I look at the screen. It's Stiles's contact; I answer it.

"Scott, please help me."

A/N And there ya go! I hope you liked my little Scallison scene! Also I know I am kinda following how the show actually went but I swear it will change a little bit and things will be described in further detail. Anyways hang in there with me. Have a good day!

-Liz