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Previously on "Teen Wolf..."

Why you putting him in here?

I saw an MRI
that looked exactly like my wife's.

And it terrifies me.

- This is him.
- The Nogitsune?

- Recognize them?
- One of them.

The Nogitsune feeds off
chaos, strife, and pain.

You know me.

If the oni can't defeat you,
I know someone who will.

There's an answer, I swear.
Come on, just try.

What gets broken without being held?

I don't care.

A promise. Get it?

No, I don't. It's stupid.

It's not funny. None of this is funny.

What has teeth but doesn't bite?

- Will you shut up already?
- Come on. This one's good.

What has teeth but doesn't bite?

- A comb.
- These jokes are stupid.

They're not jokes, idiot. They're riddles.

My girl back home loves them.

What has a neck, but no head?

Your mother.

A bottle.

What the hell.

What has a neck but no head?

Coming in on a Saturday.

That's dedication.

Where's she hiding them?

I'm sorry,
I don't know what you're talking about.

Her little knives.

Daggers.

I know what they are.

Physical representation of her tails.

However the hell that works.

Maybe you'd like to do some reading on it.

I can direct you to the section
on Japanese myth in the library.

No. No, I'd like to talk to you.

The older the tail, the stronger the oni.

Am I right? I know there's one left.

I know it's the strongest.

Unfortunately, I don't know
what you're referring to.

You'll talk.

They always talk.

This looks just like me.

- This has to be my grandmother.
- You remember I told you about Malia?

She's the last one who saw
Stiles at Eichen House.

This picture and this.

They found it with a body buried in a wall.

The same backwards five
that the oni put on us

was on the wall.

It sounds like it all goes back
to your family.

Your grandmother, your mom.

- What is it?
- My dad.

Kira, did you bring it?

- You going to tell me what it is?
- Reishi.

You're not seriously giving
Dad magic mushrooms?

Are you okay?

Stiles did this?

He wanted the last kaiken.

I've kept this near me
ever since your friend disappeared.

Mom, you need to talk to us,
about everything.

Where did you get this?

Is it Grandma?

No.

It's me.

Hayes, a little help here.

Hayes!

Merrick, what did you say the count was?

Five.

Five crates apples.

There's only three left here.

Okay, four crates apples.

Hayes, come on!

If that's you,
then you'd have to be like 90 years old.

Closer to 900.

Okay, sure. Why not?

Dad, how old are you?

43.

But I've been told I look mid-30s.

The blade was shattered
the last time it was used.

When was that?

1943.

Against a nogitsune.

All this, it's all happened
before, hasn't it?

Yes.

Those who cannot remember the past
are condemned to repeat it.

Where did it come from?

It was an internment
camp during World War II.

In Oak Creek. Not too far from here.

Hold on. You told Allison and Isaac

that there was
no internment camp at Oak Creek.

Allison's family has
a certain history of violence.

I didn't know if she could be trusted.

There was a camp, yes.

But all the records were erased.

They covered it up.

When I was a grad student,

my passion project,

actually more like an obsession,

was trying to dig up
the truth on Oak Creek.

It's how I met your mother, Kira.

So, where did the nogitsune come from?

Isn't it obvious yet?

It came from me.

Guys, keep your voices down.

There's plenty for everyone.
But if the MPs hear, no one gets anything.

Michio.

A baseball, Noshiko?

Did you manage to steal any firecrackers?
A machine gun maybe?

I can feel your glare
on the back of my head, Satomi.

You take too frequently.
And you take too much.

Should I give some back?

I know you get
migraines at least once a month.

I prefer to suffer.

I know what you think of me, Noshiko.

You think I am weak
because I follow the rules.

You think rules are
for the obedience of fools and cowards.

The young fox always
knows the rules so she can break them.

The older, wiser animal

learns the exceptions to the rules.

Listen, you two,
all we have to do is stay quiet.

Michio, get back.

What the hell was that?

The MPs are coming.

Somebody lose something?

There were supplies
stolen off the truck last night.

Anybody here got
any ideas what happened?

- Merrick.
- Just doing my patriotic duty, Corporal.

I want that window fixed.

There'll be an inspection in the morning.

We better not
find anything that shouldn't be here.

- We're not gonna look now?
- Inspection in the morning.

This is a relocation center. Not a prison.

You can call it a summer camp
if it makes you feel better.

Sir.

Or as the Americans say,

you reap what you sow.

Kira, I need your help on this.

There isn't much time.

And this is something
that needs to be done in the daylight.

Not until you tell us everything.

Tell them, Noshiko.
Tell them what they need to know.

Wolves and foxes tend not to get along.

Not just in fables and stories.

But allies,
however unlikely, should be welcomed.

Especially in times of war.

Sorry, but I can't let
you walk out with this.

It's way above the legal voltage limit.

I only use it for hunting.

Yeah, well, I'm pretty sure
you could use it to jump-start a 747.

This property belongs to me
and the charges were dropped.

Although, I'm not exactly sure
who's responsible for that.

I am. I'll take care of this, Parrish.

Sheriff, I'm not kidding.

This thing's a few watts
from being a lightsaber.

I said I'll take care of it.

The specialist I saw in LA told me
the thing that every doctor says

when he's trying to avoid a lawsuit.

"We can't say for sure."

And then I spoke with Melissa.

These are brain scans.
My wife's and Stiles'.

I knew they were similar.

But those are the same.

Exactly the same.

- And I'm guessing this isn't possible?
- Not even remotely.

So the trickster is still playing tricks.

But why this trick?

When I was in the Army,

an officer told me,
"If you want to defeat your enemy,

"you don't take away their courage.

"You take away their hope."

You don't look like
a man who gives up hope easily.

But Stiles might.

If this thing inside him,
if it's using his mother's disease

as some sort of psychological trick,

then this isn't just a fight for his body.

It's also a fight for his mind. Right?

You know, he's left
people severely injured.

And others severely dead.

That's why I need the two of you.

I need people
who are experienced in this kind of thing.

I need you to help me stop him.

And by stop him, you mean trap him.

Why do I like you
when you're acting tough?

Maybe because you
want me to be a fighter.

No, I like my handsome medic.

Don't like him too much.

Your handsome medic is getting worried.

I think you need to ease up on all the
stuff you're taking off the truck, Noshiko.

Especially medical supplies.

People are starting to notice.

So what if they notice?

You're quoting Japanese proverbs to me?

The stake that sticks out
gets hammered down.

It's a good proverb.

You know they're gonna come in
and just confiscate everything, right?

They'll punish everyone
and get them to turn you in.

- That's how they do it in the Army.
- Okay, I get it.

And if missing
a few bottles of aspirin is that bad,

I'll bring them back.

Let me help. I can get stuff too.

I can be pretty sly myself.

Oh, my God. Is that chocolate?

- I thought you liked it when I'm tough.
- I like chocolate more.

Okay, stop. Just stop.

We don't want
to hear your "Casablanca" story.

We wanna know how to save Stiles.

I'm trying to tell you.

You're trying to stall.

When the sun goes down,

the oni are gonna come after
him again, aren't they?

Your friend's gone, Scott.

I don't think you know that for sure.

You brought the oni. Can you call them off?

It's not his fault.

Stiles may be your best friend.

He might be like a brother to you.
But he is nogitsune now.

He is void.

Can you call them off?

When you hear the rest of the story,
you won't want me to.

This is everything non-lethal I could find.

Take all of it.

What's the plan here?

Our best shot right now is for Derek to try
to pick up Stiles' scent at Eichen House.

Especially if he went through
something stressful there.

Should all four of us
be going to the same place?

Where else has Stiles been showing up?

School, the hospital.

Okay, hold on. We did this already.

He disappeared.
We started looking for him.

Then walked right into
a trap at the hospital.

He's getting us to repeat the same moves.

So, what do we do?
Wait for him to come to us?

We can't. Not if the oni find
him when the sun goes down.

Scott's working on them
right now, with Kira.

That's the problem.

We're all trying to outfox the fox.

Listen.

I'll understand if anyone
wants to back out.

I'm not gonna be
the first wolf to run from a fox.

Apparently I'm carrying a lightsaber.

Dad, you and Derek hit Eichen House.
Sheriff, it's you and me in the hospital.

We all meet in the school.

Making sure you have
a few lethal options just in case?

I like to prepare for the worst.

Rhys and I found ways to see each other.

Sometimes at the barracks.

Sometimes in the bunkers
where they parked military vehicles.

He was being transferred
to North Africa in a few weeks.

I was teaching him some French.

Foudre. It's an "ah" sound.

Coup de foudre.

Not bad. It's an idiom.

But the literal translation
is "bolt of lightning."

Embrasse-moi.

I don't remember teaching you that.

That one's self-taught.

I figured it might come in handy.

So, embrasse-moi.

Kiss me.

We watched Merrick and Hayes
talking with the camp doctor.

They were whispering, talking quickly.

Noshiko.

Mom, what are you doing?

How did you do that?

It's one of our talents.

Something you'll learn, Kira.

You should've noticed by now
that you never get sick.

Ever.

You'll never experience
something as simple as a common cold.

Something as bad as the flu.

Or something like...

Pneumonia. Same as the others.

- Rinko...
- I'm okay. It's not that bad.

Everyone's coming down with pneumonia.
And we are all out of M and B.

M and B?

May and Baker Pharmaceuticals.
It's sulfadiazine.

I saw those boxes.

- What do you mean boxes? We only got one.
- There were three.

I know I took a bunch of stuff off
that truck, but I didn't take any M and B.

Rhys checked his log.

But we already knew what was happening.

Dr. Liston was using Merrick and Hayes

to sell medicine on the black market.

Michio? Michio? Michio!

Listen. Listen!

All we have to do is
go to the administration

and issue a formal complaint.

You want to talk to them?
Let's talk to them.

Let's tell them how one of their doctors

has been stealing medication
and selling it on the black market.

They'll listen. They have to.

I'm sure they will.

They'll nod their heads
with their condescending smiles.

They'll say, "A new shipment is on its way.

"Any day now." While today...

Today,

my son is dead.

I know how you feel...

No, Rinko. I know how you feel.

You feel sick.

I'm going to bury you next to Michio.

You want to know what I think?

You won't even get a condescending smile.

They won't listen to us.

Why should they?

I have a way to make them listen.

I had realized the mistake I had made
by speaking too soon.

I wasn't helping anyone.
I was inciting a riot.

Stop! Stop! Put your guns away.

Put 'em away!

We want the doctor!

Those people,
if they manage to drag me out

of this car, do you know
what's going to happen?

They are going to
put a noose around my neck!

And maybe they'll be polite enough
to ask me if I have any last words.

You know what those
last words are gonna be?

"I had help."

So maybe we throw you out there now
and provide a little distraction, huh?

They've got a few pipes,
some rocks and sticks.

You've got guns.

Now, get out there and shoot something.

Do it!

I yelled for them to stop.

But so many people were sick.

And so many were dying.

I'd never seen anger like that.

It was a living, breathing thing.

Get back! Back! Get back! Get back!

Now I knew why
Satomi was always trying to keep quiet.

Why she got migraines once a month,

and why she was always at the game of Go.

It kept her calm.

She was bitten.

Bitten werewolves

have a harder time suppressing their anger.

One unexpected flare-up
and they could lose all control.

You know what,
I don't know how you guys do it.

You're all so strong.

You're fearless.

Hell, you even manage
to keep your grades up.

I am failing Econ.

Is that Coach's class?

Well, I'll have a talk with him.

Hey. You okay?

I'm not...

Fearless.

I'm terrified.

I'm always terrified. I...

I act like I know what
I'm doing, but I don't.

I don't know if Isaac is dying right now.

I don't know if I made
a mistake with Scott.

I don't know what my dad is thinking.

I don't know if we should trust Derek.
I don't know...

I don't know anything.

You know what's funny?

You sound just like a cop.

Hey.

You're gonna be okay.

Okay.

What's that?

Someone's breaking into my house.

After Stiles started sleepwalking,

I had some security precautions put in.

Motion sensors. Cameras.

Is that his room?

The gunfire nearly killed me.

I don't know how many bullets
made their way into my body,

but I fought every one of them.

It left my body so weak,

my heartbeat so slow
it appeared as though I was dead.

But even then.

I was still better off than Rhys.

His screams could
be heard throughout Eichen House,

echoing through every room,
every hallway.

He died in agony.

The doctor, it seems,
had also sold the morphine.

Merrick and Hayes were given the task
of getting rid of all the bodies,

both American and Japanese-American.

They were transferring
Dr. Liston out as well,

stationing him somewhere else.

They were covering it up.

The doctor, Merrick, Hayes,
and all of the others.

They were gonna get away with murder.

By chance, I guess,

Rhys' body had been put next to mine.

I wanted the soldiers
and the administration of the camp

to be punished for their crime.

But I knew the clock was ticking.

I was going to lose my chance.

They were going
to burn me with the others.

I couldn't fight back
with my body weakened and still healing.

I could barely move.

I was going to die.

With time slipping through my fingers,

I knew I was making a terrible decision.

But I could not die knowing
they would get away.

So I called out
to our ancestors for kitsune-tsuki.

Possession by a fox spirit.

For a powerful nogitsune,

one that feeds off chaos, strife and pain,

to take control of my weakened body,

imbue it with power
and use it as a weapon.

But calling on a trickster spirit
is a dangerous thing.

They can have a very dark sense of humor.

Because while the nogitsune did
come to possess someone,

it wasn't me.

What the hell.

- What happened?
- My body was beginning to heal.

And I managed to pull myself
up from the ground.

But it was too late.

Rhys! Rhys, stop!

Rhys!

Rhys!

What did it do?

It brought chaos,
strife and more pain than you can imagine.

I had to find him.
I had to stop him.

Kira, hurry. Night is coming.

Coup de foudre.

The literal translation
is "a bolt of lightning."

In French, it can also mean
"love at first sight."

But a bolt of lightning happens to be
exactly what we need right now.

For what?

Excising the nogitsune
from Rhys' body shattered the katana.

But you can put it back together.

Why don't you just do it yourself?

Because I'm not a thunder kitsune.

Do you trust me?

I just found out you're 900 years old.

I don't think I'm ever
gonna trust you again.

Trust me on this.

What is all this?
What are these sticky notes for?

This is what Stiles used
to try and explain to me about all of you.

Well, maybe it's a message from Stiles.

The real Stiles.

You think there's any reason
my name's on the king?

Well, you're heavily guarded.

Though I guess the alarming detail is that

you're one move from being in checkmate.

It's not a message from Stiles.

It's a threat from the nogitsune.

He's at the loft.
That's what he's trying to tell us.

- And he wants us to come there.
- Night's falling.

- This couldn't sound any more like a trap.
- I don't think it is.

I think your opinion
might be slightly biased, Sheriff.

Hear me out.

What we're dealing with here is
basically someone who lacks motive.

No rhyme, no reason, right?

- Meaning what?
- Our enemy is not a killer.

It's a trickster.
The killing is just a by-product.

If you're trying to say it won't kill us,
I'm not feeling too confident about that.

It won't. It wants irony.

It wants to play a trick. It wants a joke.

All we need to do

is come up with a new punch line.

The sun is setting, Sheriff.

What do you have in mind?

Go ahead.

It's yours now.

What if I don't want it?

You need it.

You see? It gives you balance.

My power is yours now, Kira.

If the oni can't stop Stiles, you have to.

The same as I did.

And maybe seek out a wolf to help you.

You didn't tell us anything.

You want to save Stiles? Kill him.

That's the only way.

You agree with this?

Sometimes, history does
repeat itself, Scott.

Only if you don't learn.

But sometimes even then,
fate conspires against you.

There's a way to save him.

There has to be.

Kira.

I'll take it somewhere safe.

That's not what I'm worried about.

History has not done well
with making children into killers.

These children played their part in it

long before we came back to Beacon Hills.

I buried the jar
deep within the roots of the Nemeton.

It was their sacrifice
that brought its power back.

They let the demon out of its cage.

Hi, Dad.