Rattlebones (bxbxb)

Ruined

If one really thought about it, death was a succession of events that led to something more profound. 

Just like fire became ash, and flowers withered away, only to return in the Spring, departing this decrepit Earth was an evolution. In which case, I was granting Rainbow Lewis and his friends the ultimate gift by stripping them of their fleshy bodies. 

Kace Beckett is the first to fall and he hits the ground, screaming as his skin bubbles away to reveal a gaping skull beneath. His eyes open wide, bulge, then explode until twin black pits are left in his head, smoke curling from the sockets. And still, he lives, the skeleton boy crawling away to seek cover somewhere dark.

I lift from the floor like a puppet being dangled on a string, the essence unwinding from my body, writhing appendages uncurling after being shoved down for so long.

I'm small, but I'm not weak.

Not anymore.

"What the hell is it!?" One of Eugene's goons screams shrilly when he catches sight of my unholy form rising from the flames of destruction. "It's fucking disgusting!"

My energy slaps him across the room and he goes flying, hits the wall, and slides down, leaving a charred body stain behind in his wake. 

I couldn't even begin to describe the level of satisfaction that I felt annihilating the people who had wronged me. The room is burning, Rainbow's arcade games are melting into the floor and going wild. His posters turn black and curl, and his luxury, animal skin carpet smokes beneath my feet. 

"The closet!" Rishi Kumar shouts at this friends and he holds onto James, who has fainted in his arms and dangles limply there. "That's the only place we'll be safe!" 

They all run for Rainbow's massive shoe closet, and I become hazily aware of what this is as I glide towards them. I had seen it happen in countless movies before. The good guys tried hiding from the villain before he ripped them apart, piece by piece, and exacted his vengeance. 

I was the villain. The devil of the show.

"Oh, God! You should see the looks on your faces!" I shout shrilly, and I toss my head back and laugh as dramatically as I can, my clawed fingers curling. 

"Darcy!" Eugene Wilder's shout suddenly cuts through the chaos, and he stumbles into view, his shirt charred, burnt holes all over it where the ashes from Kace Beckett's body had burned him. "Darcy! Why the fuck are you doing this? This isn't you!" He screams, and his expression is wide open and fearful. Of Me. And what I was doing. 

But he's wrong. This had been me the whole time, I had just done a good job of hiding it away. Who honestly wanted Darcy Brown as a friend? Why would anybody want to love a monster?

"Eugene..." My powers surge forwards and tears slide down my cheeks before dissolving away, sizzling like bacon on a pan before evaporating. "I can't stop myself!"

"Yes, you can, Brown. I know you're scared, and hurt, but you can stop this!" Eugene's skin begins to crumble away, but he feels no pain because death is coming for him, and this is where he belongs. I can see his skull gazing back at me, his gorgeous hazel eyes threatening to melt, never to be seen again.

"Eugene!" I scream, and the ceiling explodes from beneath my anguish.

I'm losing him to an eternity on the other side. Losing everything that he was, and ever would be. 

"Darcy!" He croaks, and then he falls to his knees. "I love you so fucking much!"

Something slams into me before I can react, and suddenly strong arms are wrapping around my waist and I see a flash of blonde hair. And I feel him, and I know who he is even without looking because I had slept beside him so many times and breathed in his scent. 

He's holding onto me despite the heat burning away his skin. Gold light peeking out from beneath his pale flesh as his earthly form falls away. Just the suggestion of soft feathers. 

And it's just us, holding onto one another among the flames. 

"Why?" I ask him, and I'm crying so hard that I can barely get the words out. "Why won't you let me burn the fucking world down!?"

Iggy takes my face in his glowing hands, "Because you are my world, Darcy Brown." He whispers, and then our world dissolves into nothingness as our powers lace together and discharge a nuclear-sized blast most likely seen from space and most likely hell. 

He ruined me. Ruined me for everything that I could ever be.