A/N: next chapter will be short as well just because they are relating to the same thing mostly! Thanks for reading and voting! (Also didn't spell check.)

    Scott explained everything to them. Everything that happened...the doors. Every little detail. Scott sat on the couch is hands held together high enough to cover his mouth. He stared as everyone had a different reaction. The hope in Melissa's eyes quickly faded as she heard what had happened. Peter looked pissed as he glared at Lydia. But Scott's eyes landed on Deaton, he wasn't shocked or angry he was just...thinking. He didn't look at Scott once, he was just taking in the information and thinking it through. "What is it Deaton?" Scott Said nervously, staring at the floor like he usually did when something bad happened.

    Deaton's head perked up as he realized everybody was looking at him. Pleading for answers with just their stares. Deaton sighed as he looked back at Scott and spoke calmly as usual. "Well The Nogitsune shouldn't have the power to do that, since it's Stiles head. But since they've combined The Nogitsune is becoming more Stiles and vice-versa. We're slowly loosing Stiles." Deaton remained composed since he knew all about these sort of things. Scott looked over at Stiles limp, pale, fragile body. His mouth was still taped and he was still passed out at least... on the outside he was. He knew that inside his head Stiles was being manipulated and tricked into thinking The Nogitsune was right.

Lydia finally looked up at Deaton and asked quietly, not wanting to him to have to face it but she had to ask. "Should I call his Dad? I mean, he should know what's going on with his son..." Lydia barely murmured but the room was so quiet it was deafening. So everybody heard her question. She held onto her skirt as she waited for someone to answer.

"Yeah the Sheriff should be informed of his sons...progression." Deaton said, speaking flatly as Lydia got up and went into the Kitchen and called his Dad.

The rest of them just sat there in silence as they thought about what needed to be done and how soon before Stiles become one with The Nogitsune. "Deaton how do we even begin to separate them?" Scott asked curiously eager about this. Scott couldn't help but feel guilty for this...maybe The Nogitsune was right? He should've listened to Stiles and known it wasn't him.

Deaton looked puzzled for a moment as he began to speak,"This is where it gets tricky... part if it is Stiles and the other part is all you guys." Deaton said as he got confused stares from all corners around the room. "Stiles needs to be able to resist the Nogitsune for as long as possible...but considering what you've told me he's reaching his maximum point. So this means your part is the most vital to our plan." The pack all perked up. Scott, Allison, Issac, and Kira.

    Allison was leaned against a wall, her legs crossed. She wore black jeans, a teal shirt, and to tie it all together it was complimented with mid calf leather boots. She had her arrows in her quiver that was strapped across her chest. Her long curled dark brown hair resting against her shoulders, messy from all the running around she'd previously been doing. Her arms were crossed and held closely to her body, her hands clenched in a fist in her fingerless gloves. Her bow rested on a nearby table so she could easily grab it if anything happened. She spoke up first, "So what's our vital part to this vital plan?" She asked her voice having a bit of an annoyed edge to it. She just wanted Deaton to spit it out already. Isaac who was standing close to Allison grabbed her hand and caressed it gently, calming her down. Scott noticed immediately he didn't understand why he was still upset when he had Kira...but this wasn't the time to be worrying about this. They needed to worry about Stiles.

Deaton smiled a sarcastic sort of smile as he rested against a chair. "You guys need to wear down The Nogitsune..." Deaton sighs as he looks around once more and see's Scott's confused expression. "What I mean is...you're going to have to fight Stiles. You guys tried doing in mentally but now it's Physically. If he focuses enough attention on you, you gutes may be able to get through to Stiles. But that means Scott and Lydia won't be able to help since Scott will once again weasel through Stiles mind when the fights gone on long enough." Deaton looked around seeing if any of the pack had wavered but they all just nodded in unison. They all were on board and were okay with this plan.

Lydia walked out of the kitchen her high heels clicking with each step. "I just got off the phone with the Sheriff, he'll be here...soon." As she said the last sentence she said down on the couch, furthest away from Stiles shell of a body. Everyone was aware of Lydia's tone, the call...clearly didn't go well. But right as Allison and Scott both began to speak asking Allison about the phone call with his Dad.

    All eyes were locked onto Stiles. His hand began to twitch...the Kanima venom was wearing off fast.