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I'll keep quiet
You won't even know I'm here
You won't suspect a thing
You won't see me in the mirror
But I crept into your heart
You can't make me disappear
Til I make you
Its dark, outside, inside, in himself. It's okay, he's used to it by now. Even if only a little. The shadows have always surrounded him, ever since his mom had gotten sick. But now...now they are him. He is the shadow. The darkness.
He didn't really notice at first, around Scott and his dad anyway. They've been with him his whole life, they are used to the shadows. Just like him.
The others though...they shy away from him. They have always stayed a distance before, but now they never sit within six feet of him. It's okay, he doesn't mind it.
I made myself at home
In the cobweb s and the lies
I'm learning all your tricks
I can hurt you from inside
I made myself a promise
You would never see me cry
Til I make you
He never sleeps. His father has tried to convince him many times. So has Scott. Neither of them could. But it's okay, it's not like he gets tired anymore anyway. So far it's been five weeks since he was "freed". He hasn't slept at all. Not once.
He's pale. Paler than he was during the possession. The bags under his eyes have grown from purple to black. He's gotten too thin. Nothing fits anymore. And he's cold. Oh so cold. That's the only thing he minds though. But it's okay, he'll be okay soon.
You'll never know what hit you
Won't see me closing in
I'm gonna make you suffer
This Hell you put me in
I'm underneath your skin
The Devil within
You'll never know what hit you
He can't breathe. He can hear yelling. inside he scoffs, yelling won't help, it'll make it worse. They obviously don't know that though, since they just. Keep. Yelling. Or maybe he's the one yelling. He is. It may be quiet now, but never in his head. There's always voices.
You'll never know what hit you
I tried to be the lover to your nightmare
Look what you made of me
Now I'm the heavy burden that you can't bear
Look what you made of me
Look what you made of me
I'll make you see
He went to see Deaton. It was the first time he's ever seen any emotion on the vets face. Fear. He's made the ever stoic Alan Deaton scared. He asked about the shadows, was the Nogitsune still there? "No, he fed off your spark. He changed your spark. You are now as dark as him." "Please don't tell the pack..." "You have to leave Beacon Hills." "Okay."
He'll leave, not Beacon Hills, but he'll be gone for good. He hopes this works.
You'll never know what hit you
Won't see me closing in
I'm gonna make you suffer
This Hell you put me in
I'm underneath your skin
The Devil within
You'll never know what hit you
The Devil within
You'll never know what hit you
He goes, but not without a final move. His heart stops; the town explodes. Nobody will ever be able to explain the town of Beacon Hills, but there's a rumor the last thing ever heard of them, was the shrill screech of a Banshee's last moments.