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Tweak says, "You Have A Little Beard"

mods! (wariscomingmod) wrote in wariscoming,
@ 2013-12-23 22:18:00

Entry tags:

alexis castle, allison argent, apocalypse, belle french, captain hook, caroline forbes, christmas douchery, clark kent/superman, claudia donovan, crowley, damien thorn, dean winchester, diana prince/wonder woman, elijah mikaelson, gregory house, hal yorke, harry lockhart, iliana dominick, it's lucifer bitches!, jacen solo, jaina solo, james rogers, john watson, kenzi, kol mikaelson, kon-el/superboy, korra, lois lane, maria hill, myka bering, niklaus mikaelson, olivia vincent, peter vincent, princess adelina, rebekah mikaelson, rebekah salvatore, regina mills, rose tyler, ruby winchester, sam winchester, scott mccall, sidney prescott, stiles stilinski, tinker bell, wesley wyndam pryce

THE APOCALYPSE

This is your IC Threadpost.

Please keep things labelled with character names in the subject line.

I'll be doing a few subheaders. Pre fight, Battle, Hellbound and Aftermath. Tag into any of these and if you want another subthread made ask me or MJ so it looks all tidy and whatnot.

Go forth and thread mah lovelies

I'm also gonna suggest cutting comms from the battle to the aftermath down to bare mimimum communications while the main battle threads go on to keep it a little bit real time. If you have to for time constraint reasons please mark it post battle

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Re: Scott and Allison

silverarcher
2013-12-24 01:14 am UTC (link)

Allison was so distracted by the searing pain in her back and abdomen that she didn’t notice Scott until she realized that she was resting on his lap. Her breathing was short and shallow even as she struggled to even it out and take in deeper breaths. She’d never felt this weak before. It was as if she could barely move her leg or lift her arm. She knew that she was slipping away, but didn’t want to say anything. Allison had a ridiculous feeling that if she didn’t acknowledge her own impending death that it might not happen. She couldn’t, however, ignore the growing pain.

“It hurts.” She whimpered quietly. Allison didn’t have the strength to sob or cry out, but tears welled up in her eyes and soon ran down her cheeks. She was no longer worried about seeming like the strong, Argent woman she was raised to be. Her parents weren’t there to criticize her for showing weakness.

Although she was getting weaker by the second, Allison found the strength to move her arm and grab his hand with a very weak grip. She couldn’t hold onto him tightly, but it was something and it would have to be enough.

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Re: Scott and Allison

focusscottfocus
2013-12-24 01:29 am UTC (link)

"I know," he nodded, his motions quick and not the least bit calm. "I'll fix it," he said again, squeezing her hand gently with the hand she'd grabbed and his free was placed over the wound as he did everything he could to focus on taking her pain away.

"You're gonna be okay," he said dumbly, knowing in the very pit of his stomach that wasn't true. "We're gonna win this. Cause it's what we do, right?" Why he was asking her questions when she could barely whisper, he didn't know. He supposed it just made him feel better somehow. "And...we're gonna go home and we're gonna celebrate the fact that Lucifer is gone with brownie sundaes with Stiles and Lydia," The faintest hint of a chuckle found it's way out of his mouth, "and then we're probably gonna sleep for a week because honestly, how are we even still going at this point anyway, right?" Scott didn't even know why he was laughing, faint as it was. None of this was funny, not even in an ironic sort of way, but he could vaguely remember his mom talking about how people reacted differently in bad situation and sometimes the reactions weren't appropriate, but they happened anyway. He guessed that's what this was.

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Re: Scott and Allison

silverarcher
2013-12-24 01:55 am UTC (link)

A tiny gasp escaped her lips as she felt her pain all but disappear. She knew what Scott could do, but it still surprised her how well it worked. Without the pain, things seemed easier. She almost had hope that she’d live, but Allison was too much of a realist to actually believe that. The end was near. Maybe they’d win the battle, but Lucifer had been right when he told her it would be bloody and there would be casualties. Allison had never stopped to consider that she might be one of them. In her head it worked out perfectly. People might have been walking around with their arms in slings and bandages on wounds, but they’d be victorious and alive. Something told Allison that she’d only wind up as one of the two.

She managed a hint of a smile and weakly squeezed his hand. She wanted so much for what he was saying to be true. Allison knew in her gut that she wouldn’t be having brownie sundaes with Scott and her friends, but she didn’t have it in her to say that to him. Instead she nodded her head slightly.

She found herself wondering what Heaven was like and if she would wind up there. God knew she’d done people harm, once upon a time. Allison only hoped that it wasn’t enough to land her on a rack in Hell. She closed her eyes and murmured a barely audible apology. It wasn’t just meant to be an apology to Derek or Erica or Boyd or any of the ones she’d done wrong, but also to Scott. She knew she would be leaving him and that he would be lonely and sad because of it.

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Re: Scott and Allison

focusscottfocus
2013-12-24 02:15 am UTC (link)

Scott winced slightly as he absorbed all the pain she was feeling into himself, but he didn't care how much it hurt he wouldn't stop until he took it all away. She didn't need to feel it. Not here, not like this.

He smiled back at her, his own just as weak as hers because he was doing his best to blink back tears. He didn't want her to know how scared he was right now. Because despite all of the words that kept pouring out of his mouth about how amazing and perfect things were going to be later, somewhere in the pit of his stomach, he knew. He knew that it wasn't going to be that way. But he ignored that and held onto his hope because that was just Scott's way.

"No, no, what are you apologizing for? You don't have anything to apologize for." he shook his head, as if to emphasize the point. "You are one of the most amazing people I know, Allison. You're beautiful inside and out and you're independent and you're strong and you're gonna make it through this, okay? We all are." his fingers ran through her hair and across her cheek.

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Re: Scott and Allison

silverarcher
2013-12-24 02:26 am UTC (link)

“I...” She began weakly. There was a long pause where she was absolutely silent, but she spoke again after she had mustered enough strength. “I don’t want to leave you.” Her lip quivered slightly as she started to cry silently again. That was what would happen, she knew it. She’d die and eventually Scott would move on. It would be good for him to move on, but really she would have rather that she not leave him at all.

Her eyelids felt heavy and she blinked slowly. It felt like they were weighted down, like it took great effort for her to open them each time they closed.

“I wanted to kiss you under mistletoe.” Allison’s words were slurred and quiet. She knew that it wouldn’t be very long before she was gone completely. She felt herself slipping away slowly but surely.

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Re: Scott and Allison

focusscottfocus
2013-12-24 02:38 am UTC (link)

He stopped any movement he was making to listen. Her words were almost too quiet for human ears, but lucky for Scott, he had far better hearing. The pause she took before she spoke again made his heart thud in his chest, panicked. "You're not, Allison, you're not going anywhere. You're here, I'm here...we're together." he whispered, choking a bit on the last word, still trying to force back the tears.

"You still can. Just... just hang on. Stay with me." He was begging, squeezing her hand in his, running his hand over her face, doing anything he could think to try to keep her awake. "Stay with me, Allison. Please. Please..."

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Re: Scott and Allison

silverarcher
2013-12-24 03:00 am UTC (link)

Allison sighed. It was becoming harder and harder to get in a decent breath, like her lungs were giving up before the rest of her. It was frustrating, but Allison didn’t have the energy to be frustrated.

“I have to go.” She mumbled. “I have to.” There were a million things she wanted to say. She wanted to tell him to let go and not suffer because of her. She wanted to tell him to look out for Stiles and Lydia, though she had a feeling he’d do that anyway. He was such a good person.

“I love you.” She blinked away tears. This wasn’t how she pictured things ending for the two of them. Part of her imagined they would have grown old together. They certainly loved each other enough and were stubborn enough to never let each other grow distant. This was a far more depressing reality.

“Scott...?” She closed her eyes, just to give them a rest. Allison felt so tired even down to her eyelids. If she could just rest them then maybe she’d be okay. But it wasn’t so. It felt like everything was slowing down. Her breathing, her heartbeat. She wasn’t aware of it when she finally drifted off. Everything had stopped. Allison was gone.

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Open to Stiles

focusscottfocus
2013-12-24 03:09 am UTC (link)

He was shaking his head furiously, "No, no, Allison, don't, don't go, please," he mumbled, leaning down, cradling her in his lap, "Please, please don't do this. Don't leave me, Allison. I love you, don't leave me."

Scott heard that finality in her tone as she whispered his name, barely able to even get his name out before her eyes closed one last time. He listened as her heartbeat slowed and finally stopped. He knew, to the very second, when she was gone and that was when he finally broke, tears running freely down his cheeks, choking on a sob as he held his girlfriend's now lifeless body tightly against his chest, rocking gently, a continuous string of, "No, no, no," being whispered.

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runswithwolves
2013-12-24 03:31 am UTC (link)

Stiles had stayed off the battlefield until he'd gotten confirmation that Lucifer was in the pit. Then he was off and running, looking through enormous amount of people that were around. A lot of them were hurt, and he was pretty sure a couple of guys to his left were about to come to blows. Right then he couldn't care less about anything other than finding Scott and Allison, and making sure they were okay. There was thick smoke and he had no idea where it was coming from -- hellfire was an idle, and disturbing thought.

He spotted Scott then, sitting on the ground, shoulders slumped as he cradled Allison's too-still body. Horror shot through him. "No, no, no," he whispered, his heart beating hard in his chest. He shot forward, nearly bowling someone over in an effort to get to his friends. His family. The amount of blood covering Allison's shirt told a story he'd never wanted to hear. And Scott was rocking back and forth, whispering to her even though she wasn't moving. He felt ill.

How many times had they gone through this with other people they cared about? He'd lost track. The deaths, the near-misses. But none of it was like this. Allison had promised him she'd be okay. She'd promised. Because if she wasn't, Scott wasn't going to be okay. He knew that much. This would destroy him.

Blinking back tears of his own, Stiles reached out and let his hand rest on Scott's shoulder, feeling sick to his stomach.

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focusscottfocus
2013-12-24 03:51 am UTC (link)

Scott was so wrapped up in his own head, his own misery, he didn't notice that anyone else was around him. So the hand on his shoulder surprised him and earned the owner a deep growl, "Leave me alone," was all he could say and with a sharp snap of his neck to look at the owner of the hand. It was then that everything softened again, broke again.

He felt like he should say something to his best friend beside him, but Scott didn't have any words. He didn't have any thoughts in his head, everything was just...blank.

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runswithwolves
2013-12-24 03:58 am UTC (link)

He didn't pull away when Scott snapped at him. He knew his best friend was in a world of pain that nothing and no one could take away. Even Stiles wasn't going to be able to put a dent in making Scott's pain lessen. Only time would do that. A lot of it. Maybe.

Stiles didn't have any words either, so he simply sank down onto his knees beside his friend and wrapped him in a fierce hug.

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focusscottfocus
2013-12-24 04:32 am UTC (link)

As much as he wanted to, Scott didn't really have it in him to fight the hug his best friend was giving him, so instead he just let it happen and with one arm still around Allison, still laying in his lap, he clung to Stiles with his free arm.

At this point, he didn't even have any tears or sobs left. It was just blank emptiness and that wasn't something that was at all familiar to Scott. He had never felt so devoid of...everything before. Was this is? Was this all that he had left?

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