Summary: Gerard Argent escapes. Scott McCall lets him go. Chris Argent catches up to him but only to stick him in a nursing home.
Twenty-four hours after that, a mysterious localized disease has infected everyone in the building. Around the same time, Stiles arrives in Beacon Hills.
Tags: The Four Horsemen, Pre-Apocalypse, War Stiles, Pestilence Gerard, Post-Season 2, Canon Divergence AU, Ambiguous/Open Ending
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💭 (@greedycatdemon , need to come back to the blog some day...)
Famine: So that’s how we got into this whole shindig — by fate or The Beast or someone else pulling the strings, I don’t know, but the Basement has its ways. And I have my ways of not knowing anything.
Pestilence: Pretty sure it was just a passive-aggressive wake-up call to rope us into playing along with uh, all this.
Famine: You know, it’s always real strange waking up for the first time in years. Time moves weird in… there. It’s not like you’re knocked out, but you’re not awake either.
Pestilence: You’re out of it enough that it won’t bother you. I like the quiet. And not throwing up all the time.
War: It’s not quiet in there.
Pestilence: Maybe your head is just noisy. And I’ll repeat the- uh, not throwing up thing. Makes getting out at first a lot… worse, though.
Famine: Yeah, I don’t think I’ve ever felt so hungry.
Death: You say that all the time…
Famine: Because I keep finding new lows.
Death:… but I will say, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you tear into someone like that before.
Famine: Okay, now you’re bullshitting.
Death: What? If that’s the hungriest you’ve been, then that’s the messiest and most brutal you’ve been. You can’t have that both ways.
Famine: It’s embarrassing. And people don’t take kindly to flaying kids into ribbons, even if Isaac’s over it.
Death: Famine, that’s not something you get over.
Famine: He’s not all that scared anymore though.
Death: Just because he's not acting—I'll let you have this. Anyway, as for you, Conquest...?
Conquest: It was peaceful, I think. Well, most of the time. I felt it was... like sleep. Not the same, but a similar sense and... I would say I dreamed, or got close to it.
War: You had it better in that luxury coffin.
Conquest: It's not all that different, you don't have to turn everything into some sort of contest.
War: I'm just saying.
Conquest: It almost hurt, waking up again, but I think if anything I felt powerful. Maybe it was more the joy of freedom, or knowing that I was going to play a part of something worthwhile again. Either way...
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Horsemen (featuring human au designs ooo) sketch page ^_^ probably one of my fave pages in this book especially as of late . I don’t want to say I’m in a slump but I have not had the time to really sit down and play with art and it’ll probably be a good week or so until I get to do so :(
Anyway yeah, human designs! And some silliness. Definitely had fun here.
Please don’t repost! Consider reblogging if you like my work ^_^ thank u!!
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