<Scott's POV>

"Scott, please help me," Stiles' voice comes out shaky and full of fear.

"Stiles, what's wrong where are you?" I ask in a panic. When he doesn't answer immediately my heart jumps, but then his scared voice returns.

"I- I don't know-w, it's dark and cold, and it smells awful, my eyes are burning," he says. I try to think o where he could be.

"Stiles what do you see?" I ask.

"Um, it looks like an industrial basement, and Scott something's caught on my foot," Stiles says in a whisper, not like his usual ramble.

"Buddy, why are you whispering?" I ask nervously. I hear a gasp from the other end.

"Because I think there's someone in here with me," he says. I freeze, I need to find him.

"Stiles, buddy I'm coming."

"Scott please, please find me fast, but don't call my dad, I don't want him worrying," he says, almost with a groan of pain.

"I won't call your dad, and I will find you, I promise," then he hangs up. I'm going to need help. The first person I call is Allison.

She picks up immediately. "Scott, what's wrong? It's 1:00am," she says. She must of just woke up because she yawns after she speaks.

"It's Stiles, he's Los or something, I need your help meet me at Stiles' house," I demand.

"Be right there," she says, sounding much more awake. I can almost picture her, jumping out of bed, putting on her tight black clothes and weapon belts. There's no doubt that she is grabbing her crossbow right now.

Brushing the thought away I jump on my bike and start to head over to Stiles' place, but now before calling Isaac out of his room in my house and telling him to come with me. He agreed so fast you would of thought it was planned.

When we get to Stiles' house Ali is already pulling up behind us. I was right, she had tight, black clothes, weapons belts, and her crossbow. She sees me looking at the weapons.

"Just in case," she says, "by the way, I got these anonymous messages on my phone, I think they're in Japanese, but I can't understand them," Allison adds frustrated.

"That girl I was talking to before you kissed me yesterday, her dad, the history teacher speaks Japanese, take it to him after we find Stiles," I inform her. She nods and Isaac, Allison, and I run inside. Mr. Stilinski must be at the station because there is no one here. We run upstairs into Stiles' room to see if there are any clues, but someone is already there. Lydia and Aiden look up at us.

Isaac growls at Aiden, but Lydia brushes him off. "It's okay, he's okay," she says.

"How did you know?" I ask Lydia.

"I heard Stiles' voice on a radio when I was with Aiden," Lydia answers. It must be her banshee powers. "How did you know?" She asks me.

"Stiles called me," I say. Aiden looks at me as if he has an idea.

"Repeat the conversation, word for word," Aiden demands. When I do he stops me after I repeat what Stiles said about it being cold, dark, and having a bad stench.

"I know where he is, I know wha that scent is, he isn't in an industrial basement, he's in the woods," Aiden claims. We all give him questioning looks.

"But he said he was in a basement," Isaac repeats annoyed.

"It's all in his head, he's been thinking things aren't real right?" Aiden asks. We nod in unison. "Then he is imagining this." Suddenly it all makes sense. We don't hesitate to follow Aiden to the woods.

<Stiles' POV>

The pain in my leg is unbearable. When I shine my phone light on it I see a trap around my foot. A scream erupts from my throat. Slowly the figure in her with me emerges again.

"We can kill them Stiles," it says through its bandaged face.

"What? We?" I ask confused. I just want to get out of here.

"Yes, we. We can kill all of them," it says again. The fact that this thing keeps saying we is making me lose my mind. "Tell me Stiles, what gets bigger the more you take away?" I'm confused for a moment then I realize he's asking riddles.

"A hole."

"What gets wetter the more it dries?" He asks.

"A towel," I say getting agitated.

"When is a door not a door?" I know the answer and that's what scares me. When it's ajar, and that's exactly what Deaton told Scott and I when explaining what was going on it our heads. Even though I am even more scared now I still answer.

"When it's ajar," I say bluntly.

"Everyone has it, but no one can loose it, what is it?" The heavily bandaged man asked. I don't know this one and it's giving me a headache.

"I don't know," I complain. The figure moves closer.

"What is it Stiles?" The thing shouts. I yell right back at him.

"I DON'T KNOW!" I scream. The things grabs the trap on my foot and pulls. The pain is excruciating and my vision goes black for a moment. I scream so loud until I realize I'm in the arms of my best friend, with familiar faces surrounding me. Scott, Allison, Lydia, Isaac, and Aiden. The familiar faces comfort me, but I still don't know how I got in the woods.

My muscles relax in Scotts arms. He sits me up by on a tree while Allison mumbles in my ear that I'm okay. Lydia sits back farther than usual, like I'm some sort of monster. It's probably because I've completely lost my mind. When I look at her she turns away, but I can still see her holding back tears. She's hiding something.

<Lydia's POV>

It's starting, and I know it. It pains me not to tell my friends, but how am I supposed to tell them poor innocent Stiles is the nogitsune. I can't even look him in the eyes without tearing up. Those beautiful golden eyes that will soon turn black, cold, and lifeless. I did some research, a nogitsune is a dark kitsune. It's a trickster spirit. The nogitsune craves chaos, strive, and pain. And there's no way to stop it, Stiles has to die.

A/N I KNOW IM FOLLOWING THE SHOW ALOT! I'm sorry but it's really hard to pull away from the show! Anyway will Lydia tell everyone what Stiles is or will she wait until it's to late?