Have you ever woken up DEAD? Well I did... when I was eight years old I woke up in my bed covered in blood. I found my mother, father, and baby sister all dead in their sleep. Soaked in blood. From then on I felt like death. Everyone around me dies...
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SCOTT jolts awake. He squints, blinded by the fluorescent light blazing down on him. Then hears the clink of metal. Nearby, a bullet slug now lies at the bottom of a steel tin. His boss, Dr. Deaton, steps over to smile down at him.
"I wouldn't try to get up just yet."
Scott starts to speak weakly, "Am I..."
"You're fine. And I've given you something that should speed up the healing process."
"But... you're a vet."
Deaton nods, "Very true. And ninety percent of the time I'm mostly treating cats and dogs."
Scott frowns, "Mostly?"
Deaton turns to him with a knowing smile, "Mostly."
...
A time-worn heavy steel door swings open into a damp corridor marked with more disgusting dirt and grime than a New York subway tunnel. Kate steps inside, followed by a very hesitant Allison.
"What is this place?"
"Let's start with basics. You know how every family has its secrets?" Kate yanks open another door, "Ours are a little different."
Allison gazes past her to where Derek stands shackled to a grid of pipes, his head bent low. When he raises his eyes, they're glowing an ice-cold blue. Fully transformed and chained up like a dog, Derek opens his mouth wide and roars through his fangs at the two female Argents.
Kate looks back to her terrified niece with the disturbed grin of a pure sadist.
"Isn't he beautiful?"
...
A blue current of electricity snakes through a grid of rusted pipes, twisting up around spliced wires and rippling down to gold-plated needles that pierce the skin of Derek's torso. His body arcs up, the electrical charge pulling his muscles into painful contractions.
In the dimly-lit basement, Allison stands in shock watching Kate dial down the current at a control board. The static buzz fades allowing Derek to collapse back against the restraints. Still transformed, he gasps weakly.
Barely breathing herself, Allison keeps her distance, "What is he?"
"I think you already know the answer to that."
Allison shakes her head.
"Sure you do. Maybe you don't want to say it because it gets a little too real when you hear it out loud? Shape-shifter. Lycan. Werewolf. Whatever. To me he's just another dumb animal."
"What are you doing to him? Is that going to kill him?"
Kate laughs, "Oh, kiddo, don't get all ethical on me. The electric charge just keeps him friendly."
