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i found this short story (3 parts) so im gonna post it

I loved night time. I loved the stars in the sky, the big moon and the glint in the Oni's eyes as they came out of the shadows.

I stood on the roof of the abandoned school building, one I've been told that my parents went to. I love listening to the story on about my parents came together. My father, Stiles, went Void and my mother, Lydia joined him, claiming it to be an act of true love. It had been many years since that had happened and yet my parents never left.

Nor did Scott.

My head snapped to the side, watching a bush from which I had seen the leaves rustle. Dismissing it as the wind I continue my job as look out, crouching down as I look around the deserted parking lot, trying to imagine it alive and flowing with students. I couldn't.

"We're at war." It's a statement I hear daily from my parents, as if I didn't already know. It was always my job to be look out. I guess I was good at it.

The bush rustled again and I saw a flash of a red hoodie between the leaves. The McCall boy.

Instantly I turn around and begin running, vaulting myself over the fence and flipping onto a very narrow brick wall. I lean forward and pound on the window. My fist only hits it twice before I'm ripped backwards away from it.

I twist mid-air so that I land in a crouching position, facing the attacker. It's the McCall boy, Max. He bares his fangs at me, his eyes glowing. A loud snarl emits from his lips which I match with my own growl.

Before either of us had made a move Max was on the floor, knocked out. "Silly boy." Void Lydia tuts, dusting off her hands as she nudges Max with her high heels. He doesn't stir.

"Come on sweetie." She smiles kindly, stretching out her hand for me as she leads me inside the building. "Daddy's busy with all the other dogs." Void Lydia's nose wrinkles in disgust and I find it hard to imagine that any of them could have been "best friends."

I walked through the door into a battle field. Liam, I recognize is fighting two Oni at once, deep loud roars coming from him as he slashed relentlessly at them. A red light is streaming from one corner as Kira slashes and stabs with her sword, screaming out Japanese phrases.

Void Lydia pushes me back slightly as a body was flung across my face and Malia crashes to the ground, leaving cracks in the concrete floor. She's back on her feet immediately, growling at her advancing Oni.

But my attention was brought to Void Stiles, who was fighting Scott. Scott was swinging half-hearted attacks at Void Stiles, who stopped them quickly and swiftly but made no attacks of his own.

"Dad!" I heard from behind me as Max sprints into view, dodging around a swing from an Oni and landing straight behind his father who immediately shields his son.

I step forward growling and look at Void Lydia, who smirks, her eyes glinting chaotically as she nods. I pounce forward, running at Max and wrapping my arms around him, tackling him to the ground.

My hands grasp his neck at an odd angle, smirking up at Scott who stared down at his son in my arms.

"One move." Void Stiles teases walking up behind Scott, not looking a day over eighteen, while Scott looks like a man. A beaten, worn down man who was fighting to stay alive.

"Fine." He says, shakily, never taking his eyes off me. "We'll leave...You win."

Triumph flickers in Void Stiles eyes as he laughs. "Oh Scott" He chuckles, "We've already won."