The knife rammed into my gut. Allison and Lydia froze in their running, my name echoing as Y/n screamed my name, it shattering the air around us and seeming to freeze time itself. I gasped, everything falling into slow motion.

What they don't tell you about slow motion is that once that moment seems to live on forever. The Oni twisted the sword in my gut and I gasped again, my body moving agonizingly slow as I fell to my knees.

Oni had been trying to find the Nogistune and in their search, they found the mark that the Nogistune had left on me as he protected me for some reason. Probably Stiles. Or maybe the Nogistune had a thing for me... Creepy thought. But either way, the Oni had sensed the mark on my soul and had attacked me, killing me to gut the Nogistune from my body.

As their job was finished, they dissipated. Kira's mom and Kira stood to the side, horror struck as they knew my situation and knew I wasn't the Nogistune.

I fell forward, my hands catching as Allison crashed down next to me, pulling me into her lap. "Keep breathing," Allison sobbed. "Just keep breathing. I looked at Lydia and sighed.

Don't tell them. I'm dead to them. I have to be, I mouthed to her slowly. Her eyes followed my lips and her face tightened. She knew I wouldn't die. My hand found the pill in my pocket and I pretended to cough, sitting up and sending an agonizing shot through my body. I shoved the pill into my mouth.

The pill would slow my heart to a seemingly non existent pace, slowing everything deadly slow so that I would seem dead. That way, I'd be safe from the Nogistune and they could take him down without worrying about me.

My death would also put a fire under their butts too and they'd go stronger to avenge me. Lydia and I had been talking about it. Stiles would fight harder because of what the Nogistune did to me...

They'd win. As long as they thought I had died.

As my body shut down and my heart slowed I smiled up at Allison. "Be... Good, okay?" I managed.

"No," she croaked. "Don't die. Y/n please! Do t leave us! It's all our fault!"

"Not your fault," I interrupted. "Nogistune's." I smiled. "Tell... Stiles... I love him. And the pack. They're like my family." I coughed. "I loved you, Alli. Like a sister. You were... The..."

Then everything went dark.

The last thing I heard was an agonized scream as Allison realized I'd died and a sharp pain through the fog as my hand slammed into the ground as my body went limp.

•••

I found myself on a table where Scott worked with Deaton. I sat up and looked around. I rubbed my head as my headache faded, looking down to see myself in a gown. I slipped away, walking to my house. It wasn't a far walk actually which I didn't realize before.

Going into my room, I got dressed and went back outside, getting into my car. Where to go? Where would they be? They thought I was dead. Was the Nogistune dead by now? Gone? I hope so...

There was a feeling in my gut so I drove. Eventually I got somewhere and I got out, wandering. I just happened to wander into the middle of a fight.

Oh the perks of being a Banshee.

I kept walking. The Onis seemed to be on the side of the Nogistune who was very much not dead. Allison was struggling.

And I knew immodesty. She was going to die.

My pace slowly picked up until I was running. "Stop," I croaked. "STOP!" I tried again, this time it coming out as a yell. Everyone froze. The Onis, the Nogistune, my friends. Everyone spun around to the sound of my voice.

Each and every gaze was locked on my approaching figure, eyes wide and watery and mouths gaping. "Y/N?" The Nogsitune said in disbelief. I saw the Oni with a weapon raised behind Allison, ready to bring it down on her. I had to get to her before the fight continued and Allison died.

"It's me!" I said, nodding and smiling. I let fear and warning come off of me. Just my luck Scott caught my scent and stepped to the side, shocked. He looked at me closely and my eyes very obviously moved to Allison. He followed my gaze and his eyes wide as he realized what I was seeing.

He started moving to her as the Nogistune turned his complete attention to me, unable to communicate with the Oni any longer. "How?" He asked, his fists clenching.

"I faked my death," I said nonchalantly.

"WHY?!" The Nogistune shouted my roaring.

"Hey, hey. It's okay. I'm sorry. I was trying to strengthen my friends. My boyfriend. Weaken you. Keep myself away form you..." I shrugged.

"You..." The Nogistune glared at me. "Girls," he scoffed.

"I know right? Almost as bad as evil, demonic, ancient spirits killing my friends one by one and possessing my boyfriend. Killer, ya know what I mean? Really destroys the mood." I rolled my eyes, trying to distract him with my sass and sarcasm. Stiles chuckled but stifled it when Lydia grabbed his arm, pulling back away from the Npgistune and the Oni.

They all ran inside the school. Except Allison, who pulled her bow back and began firing at the Oni, making them disappear. She had to go and retrieve her arrow every time she shot one so it was long work and I'd been here distracting the whole time.

"You don't need them," The Nogistune scoffed. "You're powerful. They hold you back."

"They lift me up," I argued. I smirked as Allison killed the last Oni. "And now we've won." He spun around, noticing Allison's work. He roared in anger again, turning to me where I'd moved close to him. His hand pulled back and swung, making contact wi my jaw and snapping my head to the side before I could react.

I was out like a light.

•••

People were all around me when I woke up in the hospital. I had to explain my Three day death and my sudden reappearance in my very not dead state. I'd had to explain what I'd been doing and what was going on and everything.

But then after, we celebrated the lack of loss during the fight of the Oni and the regaining of Stiles.

And I was happy. We all were.