Forward Dated to Midnight tonight

[garou]

[ The static flickers off and on, the grey noise on the screen giving way to the inky blackness of forest. Glowing red eyes dot the horizon and they move, every now and then, pacing back and forth. There's howling, too, but its just simply off somehow, gurgling and distorted, almost like whatever's making the noise is choking on something.

And then it comes into view, a delepidated house, burned to a crisp but still standing, smoke rising from the burned wood. Every now and then, if you look at the basement, ghostly pale hands, very tiny and very childlike reach out if a set of barred windows, trying to escape whatever horror lies within. Smoke pours out of here, too, but there's no noise, no screaming, no indication that the owner of the hands is alive.

He's there suddenly, a black shape standing in front of the house, hands shoved into the pockets of his leather jacket, his eyes glowing red, then gold, and a smirk curls on his lips, eyebrows raised in sarcastic query. ] Get a load of this.

[ He toes at a body down at his feet, and the camera pans down to show the actual Derek, laying on his back, face bloody and bruised, and breathing hard. He’s trying to get back up, but it’s not going very well, mostly because every time he tries to get back up, the Other Derek kicks him in the stomach, knocking him back down. ] We’re awfully feisty tonight.

[ The smirk falls from his face, and turns into a sneer, and the Other Derek squats down over Derek, knocking him back over. ] Too bad it’s full of shit. You can’t get back up. You can’t do anything. You can’t even fight your way out of here. What the hell good are you? [ He scoffs, leaning over and pressing an elbow into Derek’s back. ] And if you’re no good, what the hell does that make me? [ Derek mumbles something, and Other Derek spits out an angry reply, standing up and kicking the werewolf at his feet over onto his stomach. ] Bullshit! I’m the one who killed them, I’m the one who keeps fucking up, I am you! You and I, [ he says, leaning back down and getting real close into Derek’s face. ] are one and the same. We can’t keep anyone alive. And don’t even get me started on Scott. There’s an absolutely good reason why he doesn’t want anything to do with our loser asses.

[ Other Derek stands back up again, and starts pacing, shoving his hands back into the pockets of his leather jacket. ] We talk a good game, but when it really comes down to it, me, that’s all it is. Talk. And Scott knows that. He can smell our bullshit from a mile away. Give it up already.

We’re the ones that should be dead. And I intend to take care of that right now.

[ And he grins, a wicked, awful grin, and as he pounces, the camera goes black. ]

Comments

[plaidwolfskin]

[Jesus Christ. The pirates finally went away, full moon is coming up this weekend, and now this. What the actual fuck.]

What's going on? Why are there two of you?

[garou]

Oh, there's only one of me.

[plaidwolfskin]

Who's that on the ground, then?

[garou]

Me.

[plaidwolfskin]

No shit, so why're there two of you?

[garou]

We're both me. This one's--[ And he kicks the body at his feet for emphasis. ] just in denial.

[plaidwolfskin]

Hey, take it easy, kid! I don't know what the hell's going on, but that's not gonna solve anything.

[garou]

I'd say it makes me feel better, but it really doesn't.

[plaidwolfskin]

Then don't fucking do it!

[garou]

[ A small, sarcastic laugh. ] Can't seem to stop! [ He kicks it again. ]

[plaidwolfskin]

What's he done that deserves getting kicked around? Did he burn that house down?

[garou]

[ Other Derek turns and looks at the house before looking back at the camera with a wide grin. ] I sure did.

[plaidwolfskin]

Why?

[garou]

I wanted to get laid.

[plaidwolfskin]

[It's not like you can judge Derek for that, remember when you covered up a certain murder because you have a thing for fairies? -- Alcides mind supplies helpfully

Okay, but he's still judging.]

And she wanted you to burn down a house for her?

[garou]

No, she wanted to burn down my house with my family inside.

[plaidwolfskin]

You have shitty taste in women. Was she worth it?

[garou]

Nope.

[plaidwolfskin]

Good.

Where are you?