Part 2

Context: You were raised by a werewolf with no clue about your origins or ties to your humanity. Fortunately, he was a fantastic father and helped you grow into the person you are today with minimal casualties. You're a little protective of your old man, especially after he had a workplace accident. You can't imagine him ever crossing anyone... until tonight.

Setting: Home

Tags:[MM4A][Adoptee Werewolf Speaker][Mobster Werewolf Speaker][Adopted Human Paranormal (?) Listener][Mystery][Bad Deal][Threats][Protecting Dad][Lil' Slugger Inspired][Supernatural][Action][Bit of Slice of Life][Hunted Down][Predator]vs[Prey][CW: Threats/Violence]

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[D] = Dad

[P] = Pyrrho (pronounced ‘peer-oh’) but feel free to sound it out like ‘pyro’ if desired.

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[Scene opens at home]

[SFX: A door opening and shutting]

[You arrive home from baseball practice and your Dad smiles from his armchair, tail wagging]

[D] “Hey! There’s my Lil’ Slugger! How’d practice go?”

[Pause!]

[He laughs as you talk excitedly and clamor into the kitchen for much-needed snacks]

[D] “Easy, easy! Dinner’s almost ready! Don’t go filling up on chips and soda, pretty please?”

[SDX: A delayed soda hiss that sounds appropriately shameful]

[Pause…]

[He shoots you a look but quickly lets it go with a shake of his head and a smile]

[D] “Pftt, I can’t stay mad at you. I’m glad practice went well. It was pretty quiet here, thankfully. Finally got a chance to vacuum the house.”

[Pause!]

[D] “I know, I know, I said I’d let you do it this time, but you’re always busy! Between work, practice, and taking care of my old tail, you hardly ever get to relax…”

[His smile fades, and looks to the cane leaning against his chair with a sigh]

[Pause?]

[D] “...Oh, your old man is OK, Slugger. It’s just… going from working werewolf to house hermit thanks to one work accident… Ain’t great for the pride. Used to be able to run with the best of them, work eighteen-hour days, then come home and catch our show with you! Now I can barely manage to do the last one…”

[...]

[You cross the room and hug him]

[D] “Oh? Oof! Aha… Alright, hug time. Got it. Mmh… Watch that strength, kiddo! Sheesh, your Coach must be a good one. I swear you could bench press a bus at times!”

[Pause~]

[He gives you a playful side-eye]

[D] “...You’re not on steroids, right?”

[Pause!]

[D] “OK, I’m only asking because it’s a universal law that cool dudes don’t do that stuff, right? And we’re cool dudes, right?”

[Pause!!]

[He laughs]

[D] “Haha, alright, alright! I’ll stop teasing! I just want to make sure you’re OK… You’ve been through a lot, and I’m proud of you for working so hard.”

[Pause <3]

[D] “I love you, too, kiddo. With all of my heart… Oof, oh no, not Dad tears! Quick, go pull the casserole out of the oven before I start blubbering!”

[You give him a solemn salute and hurry into the kitchen]

[SFX: The oven being opened / general movement]

[You go to get the casserole out, as requested when the doorbell rings]

[SFX: A doorbell]

[Pause?]

[D] “No, no, I got it! Who on Earth would be knocking on my door at nearly 7 PM on a damned Tuesday night?”

[SFX: Him opening the door]

[You glance over and see a younger werewolf standing in the doorway, more nicely dressed than you’ve seen anyone be]

[Pause]

[Your father pales, hobbling a few steps back from the younger werewolf]

[D] “P-Pyrrho… I, ah-”.

[P] “Save your breath, Hoss. I ain’t here to hear it…”

[Your Dad lowers his voice, under the impression you can’t hear him]

[D] “...please don’t do this in front of my kid… Please, I… I know I still owe a lot, b-but…”

[...]

[‘Pyrrho’ steps inside and your father is forced to take a few more steps back]

[P] “I was given my orders. It’s pay-up or pay with your life, Hoss. If your kid is here, then… I was told to leave no witnesses.”

[For the first time in your life, you hear your father growl under his breath]

[D] “...You can do whatever you want to me, but if you even think for a second-!”

[SFX: [D] being struck and falling to the ground with a yelp]

[You hear your father cry out and that is about the moment you forget every shred of humanity that is in you]

[SFX: A LOT of glass shattering]

[P] “What the fuck-?! What is wrong with your fucking human, Hoss?!”

[D, legitimately terrified] “Pyrrho, RUN-!”

[You don’t give him the chance. You grab your bat and saunter over to the attacker]

[...]

[P, unimpressed] “Really, sweetheart? You brought a bat to a gunfight?”

[...]

[Your father staggers to his fight and gets you in the best suplex he can]

[D] “I-I’m sorry, Slugger! Pyrrho, fucking RUN WHILE I HAVE THEM IN THIS SUPLEX!”

[...]

[SFX: A heavy step forward]

[P] “...Didn’t realize your kid was a weightlifter, Hoss… Managing to walk with a four-hundred-pound werewolf on their back is impressive. It still doesn’t change the fact that, well…”

[SFX: A gun being drawn]

[P, coldly] “I have a gun.”

[D] “Pyrrho, for the love of God-!”

[...]

[SFX: Another dragging step forward]

[P, uncertain] “...D-Don’t you make me shoot!”

[Pause!]

[You sprint forward, carrying the entire four-hundred pounds of your struggling father, and slam the bat into Pyrrho’s wrist]

[SFX: A bat making contact and the gun scattering away]

[P] “GAH! MY FUCKING WRIST!”

[D] “RUN, PYRRHO! FOR YOUR OWN GODAMNED SAFETY, RUN!”

[...]

[You stare into the intruder’s eyes. You can see your own reflected back and it seems like you both see the death there before Pyrrho stumbles back with a pained whimper]

[P] “...T-This ain’t over-!”

[D] “RUN!!!”

[With a yelp of pain, the intruder flees]

[Pause!!]

[SFX: Another heavy footstep]

[D] “Slugger, no! Shh… shh, it’s OK… It’s OK… Breathe… Papa’s OK, see? You don’t have to be angry anymore…”

[...]

[SFX: A car skidding away]

[D] “...Nice, quiet howl with me. Just like when you were little… OK?”

[...]

[You howl quietly with him for a moment until the red fades. Until there’s no longer an expiration date burned into your eyes]

[...Pause?]

[Your father sighs shakily, finally letting you go]

[D] “...I… I’m sorry I didn’t tell you… I owe bad people a lot of money… I thought I could figure it out, I thought I could work it off, but… b-but my accident at work… I’m so sorry…”

[...]

[You hug him again and assure him it’s OK]

[D] “...Thank you for the hug, Slugger… You’re such a good kid… Please don’t forget that, OK? Don’t forget that you’re good, no matter how angry you get, no matter how powerful you are… You’re good. OK?”

[Pause]

[You nod]

[D] “Good… I, ah… Let me get this mess cleaned up and we can talk this through. OK?”

[Again, you nod… but you can see it again, reflected in a nearby picture of the two of you. You can see the death in your eyes… and you know the night is young]

[Pause]

[D, exhaling] “...We’ll be OK, kiddo. One way or another, your old man will figure this out, and you can focus on being the world’s best baseball player in the making. OK?”

[For the last time, you nod. Your baseball bat is spattered in blood]

[To be continued]

Note: The original title for this series was going to be “Death In Their Eyes” but then I remembered YouTube is a dick </3