Dylan O'Brien Imagines

Please Stop// Void Stiles

You were looking for Stiles, or rather the Void Stiles. It seems like the Nogitsune has taken over his entire body and mind, you hardly ever get to see the real Stiles anymore. You were at the animal clinic with Scott and Kira.

You heard Kira make a sound and fall to the ground. Right when you turned around, Scott fell to the ground and a sword entered you just as an Oni dispersed.

Sadly, you were the only human anymore. So as the sword entered you, you felt a sharp pain travel down you spin and then back up to your torso, blurring your vision a little bit.

"Stiles?" you gasped, putting your hands on your wound. "Why-why did you do that?"

"You know hanging around Stiles for so long, I figured you would have done your research," he says, doing a beat with his fingers on the handle of the knife. "You would know that a Nogitsune feeds off pain, choas, and strife.

"You-you took off all them people today," you blinked the black dots away. "Coach, Isaac, and the-the d-dying deputy, all that pain, y-you took it."

"You really have to learn, y/n," he twists the sword around in your stomach, making the black dots becoming larger and making your body feel weak. The only thing that was holding you up was Stiles. "You really have to learn to not trust a fox."

He turned the knife again and you started to slip out of consciousness.

"You know why?" he grins evilly. "'Cause they're tricksters. They'll fool you. They'll fool everyone."

"Please...stop."

Suddenly, the sword is pulled out of you and you fall to the ground, your eyes closing on the way. The black dots started eating away at your vision and you fell out of consciousness.

"Stiles." Was the last thing you said before you woke up on a hospital bed with his sweet brown eyes staring down at you.

But this time, they were different. They were his.