Derek Awakes
Happy New Year Signs still hovering over the halls of Casper Cove. Casper Cove sits on the edge of Savage Garden Key's third island. This island is mainly a vacation spot, with vast get away spots for people to escape too. Also the island is home to retired millionaires and their rich children here simply to party. Casper Cove is a rehabilitation centre for people with extreme life circumstances. Mostly people receive palliative care in Casper Cove. It is situated in one of America's great destination spots for people to have their final days at peace.
Dark hallways glisten with the sound of people groaning their final breaths late into the night. He lies there listening to them die off one by one. Nurse Bonnie comes in and gleefully says (to what could only be described as a shadow of a man laying in bed barely gripping to life)
"Another night and another storm. Hopefully tonight you finally fucking die!"
Nurse Brenda pulls Bonnie aside and tells her to be careful or the head nurse will fire her ass! Bonnie tells Brenda she isn't afraid of her, and fuck him he deserves it. Brenda inquires as to why she doesn't like the man in the bed.
"He is 95% a dying burn victim Bonnie, have a heart! Do you know who that guy is Brenda? He's the myth that was Vincettio's fire starter. Little Derek Wainwright. Story goes he was abused by his family and so he killed them all by starting a trailer park fire a few decades ago which resulted in the town of Vincettio always being on fire below ground. Some say the storm that brewed that night kept the fires burning and the lightening created a never-ending hell of the town. Oh no that isn't him Bonnie, Derek and Mama were never found!
Actually it is, Amada Derek Wainwright, son to Hal and Mrs. R. Wainwright brother to Virginia. Her little body was with papa in her bedroom of all places. Sad story but that piece of shit lived and terrorized more people, he came from the America Mall tragedy. Oh I didn't know, my goodness! Shit, scurry here she comes."
A taller woman, approximately fifty in age, could be described as Louise Fisher's stunt double in one flew walks the halls of Casper Cove. She has recently been hired by the facility to ship it into shape and provide the loving care to those who need it most during their final hours. Clip board in hand, she ticks off each room as she passes through. Speaking of ticks she has a twitch to her left eye that doesn't seem to stop. Her mood is especially jovial this evening. Her red curly hair shoulder length bounces with her step as she walks the halls. An Acadian born with fire red hair is something of a legend in her own right, one would say. But no one knew where she came from, or even anything remotely about her. On this night as the storm grows ever more frightening, the head Nurse has poise in her step. She stops at the door of a patient. Flips her chart to his name. Steven Maxwell. The Nurse enters the room and shuts the door ever so softly behind her. Checking his vitals, she looks into his eyes. "You're still fighting I see. I force feed you Mivacurium on a regular basis? I deprive you of light, laughter or even touch of that beautiful girlfriend of yours. Yet you still hold on? (Steve gazes at her name badge) Oh have you been listening to Nurse Bonnie and her wicked tales of my boy? Do you like the name Robyn? Or is it that you fear the idea of who I might be? You long for things you'll never have again. Like your cape, the letter jacket? The Golden Savages sure did lose a star player when they lost you didn't, they? Don't worry my son will wear that jacket of yours again. You tormented him long enough, its his turn to be the alpha- don't you think Stevie boy?"
A storm brews the island!
Rain like never seen before- awakens the corpse in Amada.
Robyn senses something in the air!
Amada's windows burst open from the roaring thunder and crashes of lightening. His body is hit yet again with a sharp strike from the sky. Just as it did that night in the restaurant, just as it did .............. seen through the eyes of.... Young Derek Wainwright that fateful night as he pried open the porch door with one of the melee weapons his father kept him locked away with. Tortured for being different. The young boy on the spectrum was not allowed out to play, though he loved his skateboard he couldn't ride due to his slouch and limp. He stuttered way to often, so Papa Hal disengaged the boy from the family. He was locked away in the side porch, fed ever so often like a dog through the shutter. His mother Robyn would read him poetry and pray with him that he would get the strength to break free from this nightmare which is his life. Papa called him Derek because Amada was a proud name, and the boy didn't deserve it in his eyes. Some how his twin sister Virginia knew that fateful night he would escape. The thunder roared and the lightening struck the porch dead on. It soared through Amada's body and awakened the Derek inside of him that his father tortured. D.I.D. the therapists would call it. He used the crowbar and unhinged the nails on the door. He allowed the same lightening to strike twice this time exploding the rest of his home where it simply left him standing in a burned outdoor way to a porch not even hinted at with flame.
Casper Cove became riddled with the strikes of the storm that night. Derek rose from the hospital bed and picked up his chain and hat, this time fixing the tongue in place to be a letter D. He slipped on that ragged letter jacket and opened the door. The pocket of the jacket had that roster from New Years Eve: 1) Anthony Vercures. 2) Mark Hellman. 3) April Von ler Devaney. 4) Serena O'Hara. 5) Sean Litchfield. 6) Jeff Morris. 7) Christina Mare. 8) Dave Faraday. 9) Amy Thomlinson. 10) Steve Maxwell. Amada was gone thanks to the lightening. Derek has returned to play.
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