I walked into school and sighed as I walked to my locker. I opened it and shoved everything in before shutting it. I gasped as Scott stood there.

"Jesus, Scott, don't do that." I huffed.

"Sorry, but I need to tell you this before anyone else does." He gulped. I looked at him.

"Why do I get the feeling that something is wrong?" I asked. He sighed before gently taking my arm and leading me into a classroom. I gulped as Lydia, Allison and Isaac were all there too.

"What's happening?" I asked. They looked at each other.

"Stiles is in school." Lydia admitted. My eyes widened.

"Are you serious? Something is quite clearly wrong with him, he was responsible for this thing almost killing me, why is he here?" I scoffed.

"Y/N, that isn't Stiles. We think that he's been possessed by the nogitsune." Allison spoke. My eyes widened.

"Well that's just great. My boyfriend has been possessed by a spirit that wants to kill me, brilliant." I mumbled.

"We don't know for sure, though. That's where you come in." Scott nodded. My face dropped.

"I'm sorry, what?" I scoffed.

"You touch him, which will set off a vision, and we'll see what happened." He nodded. I sighed.

"What the hell. Let's do it, what have I got to lose?" I scoffed.

"You sure, Y/N?" Lydia asked. I nodded. She returned it before looking for the others.

"Okay. Let's go." She spoke before opening the door.

I walked into the cafeteria and looked around. I gulped as the only seat left at our table was next to Stiles. Usually, I'd be thrilled but after yesterday, I didn't feel like being with him. I swallowed the feeling as I sat next to him, making him look at me. My eyes widened as I saw deep bags under his eyes, making him look like he hadn't slept in days. His lips curled into a smirk as he saw me.

"Hey there, baby." He smirked.

"Hey Stiles." I gave him a small smile before looking down at the table.

"How's the waist? More accurately, the side that was sliced open?" he taunted. My eyes widened as he placed his hand on my thigh.

"Stiles, get your freaking hand off my thigh." I spoke through gritted teeth.

"I like it there though." He smirked. I shook my head and stood up.

"Don't walk away from me." I gasped as Stiles shot up after me and grabbed my wrist before turning me to face him.

"Stiles, you're hurting me-."

"I don't care." He spat. My eyes widened as him grabbing my wrist brought on a vision. My mind clouded over as I saw it happening. The void taking over Stiles's body. I gasped as I came back and stared at him. It all made sense now. Stiles looked like crap and was not being himself because he wasn't Stiles. He was the void.

Stiles smirked at me.

"You know, don't you? You've just seen what I did to Stiles." He smirked, his voice quiet so the others wouldn't hear him. I gulped.

"I don't know what you're talking about-."

"Don't lie to me, Y/N. I know you're a korrigan, it's in Stiles's head." He smirked, pulling me closer. Tears started to form in my eyes as his grip on my wrist tightened.

"Please, you're hurting me-."

"Let her go." Stiles's shoulder was pushed back by Scott. Stiles smirked and let go of my wrist before holding his hands up in defence.

"Didn't your mom ever teach you to not get involved when couples fight? It could end in a fist against your jaw." He threatened.

"We both know that you're the one who will get hurt if you punch me." Scott nodded. Stiles smirked before looking over his shoulder at me.

"Don't worry, baby. Scott won't be here to protect you next time." He warned.

"Oh, I will be." Scott reassured before taking my arm and leading me out into the corridor.

"Did you manage to get a vision?" Scott asked. I nodded.

"The night when the three of us tracked the void to the warehouse and we found Stiles laying on the ground." I choked. Scott's eyes widened.

"Are you saying what I think you are?" He mumbled. I nodded.

"The void took Stiles."

Scott and I stood in Stilinski's office. I leant against the door with my arms crossed over my chest as Scott sat on the couch. Sheriff Stilinski looked at us.

"So, you're telling me, that Stiles has been possessed by an evil Japanese spirit...thing...and that he's currently going around, pretending to be Stiles and tricking people..." he spoke slowly. Scott and I looked at each other.

"Exactly." Scott gulped. Stilinski looked at me.

"And you know this, because you touched him, and saw it, because you're a korrigan, which has similar abilities to banshees except for stronger." He stated.

"That is surprisingly accurate, yes." I nodded. He rubbed his hands over his face.

"This could only happen here. Only I could have a son, who is best friends with werewolves and banshees, is now dating yet another supernatural creature and is now also possessed by some fox-like Japanese spirit." He scoffed.

"We know it's a lot to take in, but Stiles is dangerous right now and-." We stopped as something came over Stilinski's radio. He looked at us before picking it up.

"Stilinski, pick up." The voice sounded.

"I'm here, what's happening?" he asked.

"Your son is at the hospital. He's on some sort of rampage, there's already three fatalities and countless are injured. We need you here, now." Our eyes widened as Scott stood up and I pushed off from the wall. Stilinski looked at us.

"Copy that. Take him down, but only with stun guns. That is my son, no shooting to kill, do you hear me?" he asked.

"I hear you, Sheriff." The voice sounded before it went static. I looked at Scott.

"Can you two take him down?" Stilinski asked. We looked at each other.

"We can try." Scott nodded.

"That's going to have to be good enough. Let's go." He nodded.

Scott pulled up to the hospital and I immediately climbed off the back of his motorcycle and started to run towards the hospital entrance.

"Y/N, wait!" I turned around as Scott caught up with me.

"Be careful, I know you don't have full control of your powers yet." He sighed.

"I have enough to stop him if I need to." I reassured. He nodded before we walked into the hospital. My eyes widened as bodies lay everywhere, some injured and moving, some completely still. I gulped as Scott knelt down next to someone and grasped their hand. I watched as black started to flow through his veins, him wincing at the pain as the person rested their head against the ground and closed their eyes. He looked at me.

"Can you get a vision?" he asked.

"I think so." I nodded as I knelt down beside Scott and held my hand to the person's cheek. I closed my eyes and let the images flood in. I gasped and my eyes shot open as I saw Void Stiles walking into the hospital with a knife and slashing everyone in his path. I gulped as I saw him heading down the corridor.

"Y/N." I snapped back as Scott said my name.

"Did you get anything?" he asked. I nodded and stood up.

"This way." I mumbled, walking down the corridor. Scott stood up and followed me. I closed my eyes and let my feet guide us.

Void Stiles stood at the broken window with his back turned to me. I gulped as I slowly walked to him, my shoes walking over the broken glass that was once the window. Void Stiles looked over his shoulder at me and smirked, his gelled hair moving slightly because of the wind.

"Well, hello. Stiles has not stopped talking about you." He smirked as he turned around to fully look at me.

"I'm sure that gets annoying. Would be less hassle to let him go, don't you think?" I asked, tilting my head to the side. He laughed and nodded as he strolled towards me.

"But the thing is, it's fun to do this to him, and you, and Scott, and Stilinski. It's nice to mess with people's heads." He smiled. I scowled at him.

"You're going to regret messing with Stiles. You may not think so, but he's stronger than any of us will ever be, even Scott. If anyone can beat you, it's him." I nodded.

"You sure about that?" he asked, towering over me.

"Y/N!"

"Y/N!" I opened my eyes and gasped as my foot was about to step out of the broken window. I screamed as Scott wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me back. I panted heavily as he put me down.

"Thanks." I gulped.

"What the hell happened? You just kept walking, no matter what I said." He scoffed.

"I was in the middle of a vision." I shrugged. Scott nodded as his gaze travelled past me. His eyes widened.

"Y/N, watch out-." My eyes widened as I was turned around to face Void Stiles. I gasped as he grabbed me and threw me across the room. My back hit the wall and I fell to the floor with a thump as I groaned. Scott roared as he changed into his werewolf form.

"Oh, Scott. It's cute how you think you're actually a match for me." Void Stiles chuckled. Scott growled before running at him. As soon as he as close enough, Void Stiles grabbed his throat and slammed him against the floor, making him groan. He looked over his shoulder at me and smirked. My eyes widened as he walked towards me and wrapped his hand around my neck.

"Stiles." I choked, not being able to breath as he hauled me up and over to the broken window.

"Y/N, no!" Scott shouted. I gasped as Void Stiles drove the knife towards me but then stopped. I gulped and looked down as the tip of the knife was pressing into me but not puncturing any skin. I looked back at Void Stiles to see him tutting.

"You don't make this easy for me, you know. I'm trying to be as nice to Stiles as an evil spirit can be, but killing his girlfriend will make that very hard to maintain." He pouted.

"You're trying to be nice? Is that why you're killing people whilst wearing his face?" I snapped. He smirked.

"I could do so much worse. But I'm refraining. Really offend me, then you'll see the full extent of what I'm capable of." He nodded, looking at me with dark eyes.

"We won't let you get away with it." I assured. He laughed.

"What will you do? Because I know you're a korrigan, and they can't do very much damage now, can they?" he taunted.

"You're right. But I can reach Stiles." I nodded before placing my hand on his cheek. His eyes widened as my eyes turned red.

"What are you doing-."

"Kill me." I spat. He looked at me.

"What?" he spoke.

"I know that if Stiles is still in there, you won't kill me. So, kill me. Do it." I snapped. His eyes darkened and he smirked.

"Stiles is in here. And he's watching. Which is exactly why I'm going to do it." He nodded before plunging the knife into my waist. I gasped and my eyes widened.

"Y/N! No!" Scott shouted. I looked at void Stiles with wide eyes, choking as I held my hand over his that was around the knife's handle. I looked into his whiskey eyes and choked more as a tear rolled down his cheek, telling me that Stiles was watching.

"Don't worry. If someone finds you quick enough, you won't die. If not, oh well. Lydia is always there, and we all know how Stiles once felt about her." He smirked, ghosting his lips over mine as he pulled the knife out, making me scream at the pain. He smirked and held onto me for a moment longer before letting me go, making me fall to the floor.

"Y/N." Scott choked as I lay there, shakily resting my hand against the wound.

"See you crazy kids later. And Scott, get her to your mom quickly, I doubt Stiles will still be your brother if you let his girlfriend die. Well, if he survives himself, that is." He smirked before leaving the room. As soon as he left, Scott rushed over to me and pressed his hands against my wound, making me cry out.

"I know, I'm sorry, but that pressure is keeping you alive." He nodded. I looked at him.

"I'm going to die, aren't I?" I choked.

"No. No, you're not, I'm going to get you help." He nodded before picking me up bridal style and rushing me out of the room. I leant my head back as I started to close my eyes.

"Y/N, no, stay with me!"