"After Ginger Snaps"
Author's Note: I don't own anything. This actually came forth due to an idea I've had for an AU fic, but I had to shift the divergence point (from the canon storyline) to find a more plausible way to deal with the issue I would present. I am planning to write a sequel for this, as what I wanted to do with the story didn't permit it to flow well, so I split the storyline into two pieces and had the flow dictate where this one would go. But, this is a story onto it's own, I can guarantee that.
Prologue
(Rid the Past by Dying)
(Movement 1)
"You BITCH!"
Brigitte is screaming, her own voice is tearing her throat apart. With fists that she knows are too feeble, too meek to make any kind of real impact, hits her sister. Every blow deepens her need to vent out her frustration, her clenched-teeth, white-knuckle rage.
"You want me! You want me! Then stop hurting everybody else and take me! Take me!"
She feels Ginger's hand on her shoulder, sharp fingernails scraping her coat, and for the fraction of a second, believes that Ginger will see her strife. See her despair, listen, hear and understand her sister.
Instead, Ginger pushes her away, and Brigitte falls.
"I don't want you!" Ginger screams, her guttural voice reverberating in the air like a snarl.
Brigitte feels the table against her back. She tries to rise to her feet, but her mind is crippling her, tying her limbs. She just stares at Ginger, feeling the stray second that passes between the first impact of her words and the next sentence stretch out to accommodate the rush of compressed emotion.
The second passes.
"I don't even know you!"
Brigitte snaps.