Control
Everyone told him that it wasn't his fault that all this had happened; he was possessed, he had no control of himself. Allison's death wasn't his fault, all the pain caused by the nogitsune wasn't his fault. But Stiles couldn't believe it, he knew something the others didn't. In fact, he had no control over what he did while he was possessed, but he did have control over what he felt. So when he liked chaos, who was in control?
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