canon au } { post-318, of nogitsune and sharp teeth

[impetere]

Nogitsune: [walking back to his jeep, tossing the bags in and slamming the door]

Cora: [had just been scanning the area, looking for any sign of Stiles. She has no idea if he would come out this far, but she feels like she at least has to try - it's better than doing nothing. She's about to turn around and head back to the loft when she catches a familiar scent - fresh. She follows it as best she can, and when she spots the Jeep, worry and relief hits her first before she remembers that this may not be who she thinks it is] Stiles?

Nogitsune: [crap. time to play a game. He jumps, eyes wide like he had been shocked and confused a moment, looking around] Cora? What are you... what am I...?

Cora: [worry continues to override her common sense as she makes her way down to him, reaching for his shoulders gently] Are you okay? [there's a beat because no, he's obviously not okay] Are you hurt?

Nogitsune: [shakes his head] I was just in the hospital. Why am I here? [adds a bit of nervous shaking, playing up the anxiety]

Cora: Hey, it's okay. [she reaches for his shoulders gently, hoping that the contact helps calm him down] I don't know, but we'll figure it out.

Nogitsune: [nods, trying to take a deep breath] Things are getting worse. I... I don’t know why I keep sleepwalking out here.

Cora: [one hand moves to brush against the back of his neck, watching his face and wishing she knew the right thing to say] Let's just get you home, okay? Your dad's worried sick.

Nogitsune: No, I can't... I can't go back. I need to figure this out. He can't deal with this too. I just... I need a little more time.

Cora: No, Stiles, he needs to know you're okay.

Nogitsune: [no, Cora, this isn't a part of the plan. Yet. Not yet.] You can tell him? That you saw me and I'm okay and trying to figure this out...

Cora: [her head tips to the side a bit] Yeah, cuz he'll take that well. We can figure this out together.

Nogitsune: [he looks at her, all brown puppy eyes as he shakes his head and takes a step back] I can't, Cora. It'll break him. I'm sorry, I just... I can't do that to him.

Cora: [yeah, she's still not getting it, reaching for his arm so that he doesn't go far] And what will this do? He's just going to look for you even harder.

Nogitsune: Better he be looking and not having to deal with this. Not yet, please Cora.

Cora: Why do you think you have to do this on your own? That's not how packs work, Stiles.

Nogitsune: I'm trying to protect you guys.

Cora: And who's going to protect you?!

Nogitsune: [he looked at the jeep. Damnit he was running behind schedule. But the conflict that was coming from Cora was appetizing. And he was hungry] I have to, just for this little bit. I just... I have to figure it out.

Cora: [flickers with concern, because no - this didn't seem like a good idea. She grits her teeth before shaking her head] This doesn't make any sense.

Nogitsune: Is any of it supposed to make sense? I mean, really, think about it - how do I even explain any of this to him? Just... just let him think for one more day that this isn't supernatural.

Cora: So you'd rather he think you ran away? Or are hurt or something? No, Stiles, I can't do that to him.

Nogitsune: And back to you telling him you saw me and I'm okay.

Cora: So what do I say when he asks why I didn't bring you home?

Nogitsune: .... [thinks] You could say that I beat you unconscious and was gone when you woke up?

Cora: So now you want me to lie to him.

Nogitsune: [and just like that, Stiles stills and tilts his head, his eyebrows going up just a bit and that face is Stiles but so not him] Actually, it doesn't have to be a lie.

Cora: [... and that's when she realizes she's made a huge mistake. There's a brief look of surprise before her eyes narrow to something akin to anger] Get out of him.

Nogitsune: Oh yes, I'll get right now that. [leans in just a bit] You do realize that it doesn't work like that, right?

Cora: [grits her teeth] I'm pretty sure I could make it work.

Nogitsune: Oh, someone's starting the show her fangs. [smirks] You sure you want to risk the price though?

Cora: [the price is Stiles. she knows that. But at the same time] I'm pretty sure he'd agree with me when anything is better than being your puppet. [her head tips to the side a bit] But I'm pretty sure I could find a way that's especially painful for you but still saves him.

Nogitsune: Maybe. Or maybe not. Guess you'll just have to go with your gut and hope he forgives you.

Cora: [she could drag this out a little longer] No eye changes. Probably not a demon.

Nogitsune: Oh you don't even know what you're dealing with? [chuckles, taking a step closer] Okay, I'll make it easy for you since research really isn't your strong suit. What's cute and fluffy and has nine tails? [totally mocking her]

Cora: [she pauses before shaking her head] You're not a kitsune. I've seen them before - their eyes still change, and they don't possess people. [she's not dumb] But that doesn't rule out you being related. Nogitsune maybe? Though you must really have a beef with this town if you picked some scrawny little kid to do your dirty work.

Nogitsune: You may want to research that just a bit more. Some of your facts are wrong. [because nogitsune are kitsune spirits - one of the forms at least.] And I think you know as well as I do just how powerful this little kid really is.

Cora: Sure, Stiles is smart. I guess if you're looking to go unnoticed, he's the obvious choice. [which isn't entirely true. She noticed him, and she hopes that if he is listening, he doesn't take her completely at her word] But as far as power goes? [her face seems to indicate that she's skeptical at best]

Nogitsune: If that's what you believe, then what's stopping you from coming here and trying to beat me out of him. [smirks]

Cora: Don't tempt me. I've threatened to punch him in the face before, and you piss me off twice as much as he does.

Nogitsune: And yet, you're still all just talk.

Cora: So are you. I expected a lot more from some big bad fox spirit. Can't even take out a tiny little girl?

Nogitsune: No, I just don't like getting blood on my hands. But if you insist. [and he's going to come hard, fast, and painfully]

Cora: [and she'll try, valiantly, to match him as best she can, but she's still just a kid. Eventually her head connects to the Jeep and her vision swims, ending in her dropping to the ground]

Nogitsune: [watches her lay there a moment, then crouches down to run a hand along her cheek] Which of it hurts more, Cora? Your pride, or seeing the boy who is so confused about if he likes you or not enjoy hurting you so much? Because I can feel that pain and it's delicious.

Cora: [she tries to push up shakily onto her arms, to give her some leverage to try and attack, but her equilibrium is off and all she can manage is anger] Bite me.

Nogitsune: No, not really my style. [but his will press his hand against her cheek and head a bit harder and pull all that pain and anger into him]

Cora: [her hands comes up to try and press against his shoulder, wanting to shove him off her]

Nogitsune: [grabs it with his other hand, bending it back juuuuust a bit] Not yet, oh no not yet honey.

Cora: [she growls a bit in frustration, managing to pull together a bit of speed to sink her teeth into his arm]

Nogitsune: [and he will backhand her hard, a soft growl as he stands up and watches the bite mark slowly heal]

Cora: [yeah, that's about all she can take. She drops down to the ground and everything goes black]

Nogitsune: [and by the time she's back up, he's gone and killing Japanese mafia bosses like a pro]

Cora: [groans a bit as she comes to fumbling for her phone to try and get a hold of Derek]

Derek: [is not at the loft, but looking for Stiles on his own] Cora?

Cora: [there's a soft groan as she tries to push herself into a sitting position] Stiles ... in the woods.

Derek: You saw him... [pause] Are you hurt?

Cora: [there's a rough exhale] Whatever it is, it hits really hard.

Derek: It's a nogitsune. It seems that it used Kira's foxfire to jumpstart it's powers inside of Stiles.

Cora: He said something about that. [her back slumps against the tree and her vision swam] It might take me a while to get back.

Derek: Do you need me to come pick you up? I'm not that far away.

Cora: No. No you have to find him. I'll be okay. [you can choose to listen to your sister or not, Derek, but she's going to tell you to go after Stiles] You have to get that thing out of him.

Derek: Deaton and Dawn are working on trying to figure that out. [nope, he'll come find you because that's what overprotective big brothers do]

Cora: [exhales a bit] Good. I'll be back later, I just need a minute.

Derek: You stay there, I'm already on my way to find you.

Cora: Derek, no ...

Derek: Cora, I'm in the truck. The faster I know you're somewhere safe, the faster I can focus back on Stiles and not you. [you can hear it in the distance already. the truck and your brother's self-righteousness]

Cora: [she groans but she's in no shape to argue. She just slumps against the tree] Fine. [she gives up]

Derek: [and he will arrive quickly and get out to look at the area.] Get in, the tire tracks are still fresh. If he's still on the preserve, we can track him.

Cora: [nods a bit as she pushes up to her feet, making her way to the truck and sliding into the passenger seat]

Derek: [looks her over] Is that blood on your breath? [it's not hers]

Cora: I bit him.

Derek: [eyebrow goes up]

Cora: He was ... pulling something from me, when I was down. I didn't like it, so I bit him.

Derek: Pulling? Similar to how we take pain?

Cora: [nods a bit]

Derek: That's different.

Cora: He kept trying to goad me into attacking him. It's like he was feeding on it.

Derek: Well, their purpose is to cause chaos. Maybe it's a source of power for them.

Cora: Well, it sucks. [she hates being emotionally manipulated]

Derek: [looks over at her, and then smiles a bit] Welcome to the world of feelings. And I agree, it sucks.

Cora: [just nods a bit as her eyes turn back to the window. The frown is becoming more pronounced, as the words the nogitsune used Stiles's voice to say before are starting to sink in a little more, and she knows that they were just said to manipulate her. But that didn't make them twist at her insides any less]

Derek: [watching her with the side of his eyes] You want to talk about it?

Cora: [she glances back at him, briefly, before turning back to the window and shaking her head] It's stupid.

Derek: If it's upsetting you like this, Cora, it's not stupid.

Cora: It's stupid because I know it just said it to get under my skin.

Derek: Then if it's so stupid, why don't you want to tell me about it?

Cora: [because it's about a boy in a way that Derek probably wouldn't like] When it first knocked me down, it asked which hurt more, my pride or the fact that the guy who couldn't figure out if he liked me or not was enjoying it as he did it.

Derek: [he raised an eyebrow at that, because yeah, that was new. Especially since he thought that Cora and Isaac were getting close but...that wasn't actually the concerning factor in that.] It said Stiles was enjoying it?

Cora: I don't know. [there's a pause as she tries to think back to exactly what he said] No. That I was seeing him enjoy it. I think it was just referring to the fact that he was wearing Stiles’ face.

Derek: Good. [he sighed] I think we're all hoping that for Stiles' sake, he isn't aware any of this is happening and he'll just wake up like it's all a bad dream.

Cora: [nods slowly, before she turns her eyes back to the window again] Nothing's that easy.

Derek: No, but maybe for once we can get lucky. Or at least let Stiles have some luck.

Cora: Maybe. For once. [she can't help but have the feeling they won't]

Derek: [and he will just drive, keeping his eyes on the tire treads but eventually they will hit the road and Derek stops, looking at how the mud trails away from Beacon Hills] Oh that's not good.

Cora: [her eyebrows go up a bit as she turns to look at him] What?

Derek: The tracks are leaving Beacon Hills.

Cora: [yeah, that's definitely worrying] Do you think he's running away?

Derek: No. No he's planning something. But what, I don't know.

Cora: Do you still want to follow it?

Derek: [shakes his head] No. It probably wants me to, and I'm not fond of giving people what they want.

Cora: So what are we going to do?

Derek: We're going to go back and figure out what Stiles was doing in the woods before you found him, and you can tell Scott what happened.

Cora: [nods a bit, slumping a little in her seat. She's tired and she needs actual sleep, not just unconsciousness, but that could come later]

Derek: [Sleep is for humans, Cora. Deal]

Cora: [Did she say she was going to do actual sleeping? Though if in Stiles’ room for any reason, there's no saying she won't just pass out on his bed. Not on purpose, but it may happen]

Derek: [may miss the times when his bed was the place she went to for security and safety]

Cora: [Sorry, Derek, she's not worried about you right now.]

Derek: [little sister, all grown up and sleeping in other boys beds.]

Cora: [Yep. But just the one boy. And only because she can't have the real thing at the moment]

Derek: [and look, back at the loft]

Cora: [wheee home.] I'm going to grab a shower. [it'll help her wake up and have her look like she wasn't sleeping in the dirt]

Derek: You want me to make some coffee?

Cora: [nods a bit] And maybe a sandwich. [to help compensate for her healing]

Derek: Will do.

Cora: Thanks. [And off she goes to get cleaned up]