77 Howls: And the Clock Strikes Six (Video and Voice)

[coyote_walking]

Mercy'd been trapped on the train for two days now, watching death come to her world out the windows, seeing it all disappear into dark pulsing ripples just before each new death was reported. The walls moved then, too, like they were breathing, and everything went cold. There seemed to have been one every six hours, the last at noon today, and here it was coming on six. She wondered who'd be next and if they'd ever manage to find a way off this evil thing. Maybe at midnight tonight, when the weekend ended.

She glanced out the window, wincing at the scenes of destruction there. She hadn't thought it was possible for her spirits to get much lower, but the sights there managed it.



And then it was six and the blackness started as the walls began to shift ominously. There was a shift and a growl and the most excruciating pain Mercy had ever felt. She screamed as the rogue werewolf tore into her, slashing at her with his powerful claws, jaws clamping into her shoulder and chest and shaking her as if she weighed no more than a leaf. She felt something let go inside her and looked down to see the blood begin to pour out of her wounds as the wolf stepped back with a smirk and disappeared. Her legs went out from under her and she slumped to the floor, feeling the life seeping out of her.



Somehow I always knew it would be a werewolf.

The walls shifted, pulsing, and she could feel her vision growing as dark as the world outside the windows.

Cold. So cold...

Derek? Sorry. So sorry. I...

We should have... ...maybe we should have just risked...


And she was quiet.


[ooc: Mercy has a little time left before she dies if anyone wants to interact with her in her last moments.]

Comments

[cleanupaisle3.livejournal.com]

Another one? Tsk tsk.

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Not.... quite... dead yet.

[cleanupaisle3.livejournal.com]

That means I got another night of overtime. No respect.

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

Mercy!!

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Her voice is weak, her life force obviously fading quickly.

Mara... sorry.

Tell Derek...

Sorry.

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

Mercy... [She's silent and trying not to cry.] G-Gods be with you... I'll see you when you wake up.

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Hope... hope I do.

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

...I did. You will as well.

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Don't want...

She turns her head to the side to cough up blood and subsides into silence, all her energy going into fighting for just one more breath.

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

Rest, Mercy. Let... let whatever faith you have take you home.

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

But there's no more response from Mercy.

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

[Mara's just crying.]

[Video]

[bloodcakedarmor.livejournal.com]

Mercy? Dammit. Where the hell are you?

Re: [Video]

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Derek?

Her voice is weak, barely audible.

Train. On the train.

[Video]

[bloodcakedarmor.livejournal.com]

How do I get to the train? Where is it taking you? Mercy??

[Video]

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Underground...

Derek? M'not... not gonna make it.

I'm sorry. So sorry.

Re: [Video]

[bloodcakedarmor.livejournal.com]

Yes. Yes you are. You're gonna make it.

The Underground where? Is there...? What do you see around you?

Re: [Video]

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

I'm on the train. Guess I'm gonna be death #11.

Sorry. Should have... so many should haves...

[Video]

[bloodcakedarmor.livejournal.com]

What? Mercy, no. Don't you quit on me. Hear me, Princess? No quitting.

Re: [Video]

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Derek?

m'scared... And cold...

I hurt so much.

[Video]

[bloodcakedarmor.livejournal.com]

Dammit...

[Insert long pause of indecision here.]

Think about the couch. Think about... sleeping there and... and sugar overdose picnics and beer and... blankets and me holding you. Think about the couch, Princess.

Re: [Video]

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Her voice is fading despite her best efforts.

And I'm warm and I'm safe and, and m'not alone.

Just... just gonna close my eyes for a second and try and imagine...

[Video]

[bloodcakedarmor.livejournal.com]

[His voice might sound like it's breaking now.]

M-Mercy? I love you.

Re: [Video]

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

She's quiet for a long moment, mustering her strength, and when she finally speaks, there might be a bit of a sniffle there.

Love you too, Derek. Should have - should have said it before. Sorry.

Can't... can't hold on much longer. Just gonna... be on the couch with you, 'kay?

[Video]

[bloodcakedarmor.livejournal.com]

Just rest, Princess... I'll be here.

Re: [Video]

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

'kay...

Just, just gonna close my eyes and...


And that's it. Now there's just silence.