chapter forty seven, de-void

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her outfit:

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Korey:


"You want to handcuff me?" Stiles asked.

"If my son is still here-- if there's a part of him standing here in front of me-- then he'll put these on willingly and he'll come with me. Because he knows I'm here to protect him, from himself and from others."

Stiles seemed to just glare at Stilinski and then the handcuffs broke.

"...You're not my son."

Argent pulled out his gun and pointed to Stiles. Even though it is void at the moment it is still Stiles deep down.

"Argent, listen to me! Don't do this!"

"Why not? I've done it before... Werewolves, Berserkers... I can easily add a Nogitsune to the list." Argent stated.

"You're not going to shoot my son!" Stiles' dad shouted.

"You said it yourself, Sheriff-- that's not your son."

"Put it down! Put it down!"

"Dad, he's going to shoot me. He's going to kill me, Dad."

"Don't listen."

"Put it down! Now! Do it! Put it down!"

"Pull the trigger! Come on!"

"Listen to me-- you put the gun down now!"

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