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Oct. 29th, 2013 10:36 pmDerek actually sort of likes Halloween.
His family always used to go all out and decorate their house out in the woods, and Laura liked to dress up as little red riding hood for the irony of it. He took Cora and his little cousins out trick or treating, and he pulled stupid pranks with his friends.
It was a more somber affair after the fire, and him and Laura usually spent it holed up in their apartment stuffing their faces with candy, until one year she burst into Derek's room in a sexy red riding hood costume and demanded that they go out, and Derek had fun.
It's his first Halloween without Laura and he decides to honor her by taking his jogs through what's apparently called the Necropolis, which seems to be made up of a decrepit old cemetery littered with crypts seemingly always shrouded in fog, and a crumbling old church in the middle that really ties the whole thing together. On the outskirts of the Necropolis and the city itself, there's an abandoned old insane asylum, decaying and overgrown with moss. It's where Derek suggested that Remus spend his full moons, and he thinks Stiles might like poking around on a safer night.
Derek decided to check it out, just out of morbid curiosity, but a strange scent hits him once he's standing in the middle of the foyer. It makes his wolf want to run and cower, which is odd, and Derek's skin prickles with unease as he looks around and lets out a low warning growl. He isn't expecting the answering growl, or for it to be loud enough that the walls nearly shake. Derek shifts into beta form and snarls, and out of the corner of his eye he catches wings and hooves as something flies right over his head with a screech.
He's learning from his mistakes, and as such has decided to stop running headfirst into fights that he knows he can't win. So he leaves the asylum in a hurry, and heads straight for the only person that he can really think of to help.
Dean's interested, as Derek assumed he would be, and a few hours later they're heading back towards the asylum with a bag of gear each. Derek knows he's about to know first hand what hunting for monsters with Dean Winchester is really like.
"So, what's the plan here?"
His family always used to go all out and decorate their house out in the woods, and Laura liked to dress up as little red riding hood for the irony of it. He took Cora and his little cousins out trick or treating, and he pulled stupid pranks with his friends.
It was a more somber affair after the fire, and him and Laura usually spent it holed up in their apartment stuffing their faces with candy, until one year she burst into Derek's room in a sexy red riding hood costume and demanded that they go out, and Derek had fun.
It's his first Halloween without Laura and he decides to honor her by taking his jogs through what's apparently called the Necropolis, which seems to be made up of a decrepit old cemetery littered with crypts seemingly always shrouded in fog, and a crumbling old church in the middle that really ties the whole thing together. On the outskirts of the Necropolis and the city itself, there's an abandoned old insane asylum, decaying and overgrown with moss. It's where Derek suggested that Remus spend his full moons, and he thinks Stiles might like poking around on a safer night.
Derek decided to check it out, just out of morbid curiosity, but a strange scent hits him once he's standing in the middle of the foyer. It makes his wolf want to run and cower, which is odd, and Derek's skin prickles with unease as he looks around and lets out a low warning growl. He isn't expecting the answering growl, or for it to be loud enough that the walls nearly shake. Derek shifts into beta form and snarls, and out of the corner of his eye he catches wings and hooves as something flies right over his head with a screech.
He's learning from his mistakes, and as such has decided to stop running headfirst into fights that he knows he can't win. So he leaves the asylum in a hurry, and heads straight for the only person that he can really think of to help.
Dean's interested, as Derek assumed he would be, and a few hours later they're heading back towards the asylum with a bag of gear each. Derek knows he's about to know first hand what hunting for monsters with Dean Winchester is really like.
"So, what's the plan here?"
