Family Bonding? (Ulrich)

[Derek Schneider]

After having so many classes and quizzes, Derek wanted to spend some quality time with his favorite and only cousin. Adjusted his bag towards his side, and headed into his dorm. After the doors shut behind him, he saw his cousins’ petite figure sitting on the couch, playing ‘Modern Warfare 3’, on the flat screen TV. As soon as Derek heard the shooting he launched towards the couch, right beside his cousin. With a slight thrust of his arms, Derek’s duplicates launched out of his body with ease. The shadowy form of Derek sitting down beheaded onto the duplicates, making them sit down as well. The two other Derek’s sat down, and grabbed the two other controllers. Then the original Derek grabbed one, making four players.

Right now the Derek’s had a mind of their own, but they always only followed Derek’s beliefs and orders. His duplicates always had a mind of their own, they were basically his alter egos, but that wasn’t the point. For now, the two other Derek’s would be known as ‘Derek One, and Derek Two’. Derek one adjusted his butt in the comfortable couch, and pressed start. He joined the online multiplayer, like Derek Two did. Derek looked towards his mini-minions, and rested back, doing as they did. “Bruh, I’m about to beat the shit outta’ you… How did you get the game!?” Derek asked, being quite baffled of Ulrich’s movements.

Ulrich was shooting off head by head, with quite an ease too, the Derek’s could swear that Ulrich wasn’t even looking at the screen and no-scoped some players. The players’ cursed over their microphones, and kept on playing. “Damn nerds,” Derek said, quite aggravated, getting killed by a couple of players, once he’s revived Derek Two, that was on the opposite team, killed him as soon as he spawned. Derek One kept doing his thing, and that’s when he got up to make Derek a sandwich. The good thing about the clones was that, they didn’t need anything, only Derek did. If Derek was fed, the food would automatically go to their stomachs.

Then Derek watched his phone ring, and that’s when he got no-scoped by a special person.

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[Ulrich Schneider]

Ulrich hadn't been playing video games for long before Derek emerged and jumped in. As usual, his cousin was making good use of his duplicates and adding extra players to the game. This didn't worry Ulrich very much though. He knew he was a much better player than Derek. Modern Warfare 3 is a video game that revolves around guns and he was very familiar with guns, that's for sure. It would take the combined efforts of all the Derek's put together in order to defeat Ulrich at his game.

"You're not going to beat anything," Ulrich mentioned while smirking and continuing to kill every virtual enemy he came across. The way Ulrich manipulated his sniper-rifle wielding character made it look easy. "And I found it laying around, so I put it in." He didn't say much more about the subject after that. He knew Derek didn't really care where he got the game. If he did care, he wouldn't be sitting beside him and playing it to begin with.

After taking advantage of a random phone call and no-scoping his cousin, Ulrich smirked menacingly. "You suck just as much as your dupes, Derek."

[Derek Schneider]

“You’re not going to beat anything,” Ulrich said while playing the game. He moved his character and his allies towards cover, like Derek did. “And I found it lying around, so I put it in.” Ulrich was top of the leader board by then, and he was only a rank 1 soldier. “You suck as much as your dupes, Derek.” Ulrich did his natural boasting when I came to shooting games, he was by far unbeatable. Derek didn’t care much, because he just wanted to spend time with his psychopathic adopted brother.

Ever since Ulrich came into his life, they’ve been known as brothers not cousins, and Ulrich has been living under Derek’s shadow for all of his life, but it seemed normal for them, after shooting a couple of Ulrich’s teammates, Derek and his dupes when towards the empty house. They loaded up their weapons and charged for cover. Dupe number three got shot in his head, and left him into the respawn section. Derek kept his character low, and then he pressed the LB button to motion Dupe number two to cover him.

The dupe followed Derek’s directions, and then he went to go cover Derek’s character. ‘BOOM’ he was dead. It was a matter of time when the dupes were ready to go back into Derek’s body for a regeneration of energy, but Derek was too competitive to let that happen. “Come on Ullie, you’re not ready for this one.” That’s when Derek’s killstreak cobra came, and shot down Ulrich’s allies. Ulrich was nowhere to be found, but next thing you know, Derek’s character was dead!

“COME ON! THAT WAS LUCK!”

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[Ulrich Schneider]

"No Derek, you're not ready, bro!" Ulrich said with a smirk as he watched the progress of the match proceed exactly as he planned. One by one, Derek's dupes were getting killed off, but at the same time, Ulrich's allies were also getting killed off just as fast. Derek was good, and so were his dupes, but they were no match for Ulrich and his insane sniper rifle no-scoping talents.

By the end of the match only Ulrich and Derek remained. All of the dupes and allies were eliminated or no longer posed any kind of threat. In fact, the most threatening thing on the battleground was Derek's killstreak chopper. Ulrich was never a fan of the killstreak choppers and map bombers. He was the kind of guy to set up a sentry gun to watch his back while he sniped (and sometimes camped) until he was able to call in the attack dogs and annihilate everyone. But for this match, he made it a personal goal to not use any killstreaks. He wanted to kill Derek normally just to prove a point.

Moments later, the loud blast of the final bullet flew out of Ulrich's sniper rifle and landed a clean headshot on Derek's character. The match came to a close and Ulrich's team was victorious.

He calmly placed his controller on the ground, crossed his arms, and looked to Derek. "Yeah, I guess it was luck that allowed me to eliminate you and your entire team without scoping or using any killstreaks." His lips formed smug smirk while the nerds on his team were cheering through their headsets.

"You ready to lose again or what?"

[Derek Schneider]

Derek was filled with anger, after trying to finish Ulrich off with his killstreak choppers, he made it impossible to win again. “JUMP HIM!” Derek’s dupes took off of the couch, and they pounded their fists into the palm of their hands. Derek held his hand into the air, and the dupes seeped into Derek’s body, only leaving one of them left. After that, Derek’s head became all woozy, and he got mixed up with his memories.
Suddenly they took place, and Derek looked towards his cousin.

“I hope you’re ready to lose, and how are things going for you and LaRousse?” He sat back down, holding the XBOX controller and looked towards his common room TV, setting the settings on Team Deathmatch this time. Unfortunately, it set the cousins on the same team. Derek frowned, and he was ready to pulverize the other players.

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[Ulrich Schneider]

Ulrich jumped out of his seat with a face that exclaimed Oh, shit! He watched fearfully as Derek's dupes, all of which were much bigger and stronger than little Ulrich were pounding their fists into their palms menacingly. Luckily, the original Derek made his duplicates return to his body, saving his smaller cousin from a beating. No matter how good of a fight he put up, he knew he couldn't beat more than one Derek at a time... without a weapon anyway. "You should keep them under control, Derek. They nearly killed me!"

A few moments after Derek returned his duplicated to his body, Ulrich began to notice something strange come over his cousin. His suspicions were only raised even further after he asked how things were going with LaRousse. Ulrich is almost never around LaRousse. In fact, he tried his best to avoid him. Zac had a bit of a reputation of being a bully, which means that only bad things could come if they were to interact. "What are you talking about, Derek? Are you feeling okay?"

Regardless of how his cousin felt, Ulrich continued to play the game with cruel efficiency. Due to the fact that he was on the same team as his cousin, the match wouldn't last very long. Their team would be victorious in a matter of minutes. "I don't go around LaRousse... ever."