Love or hatred? (Diluc x y/n) OLD VER

30:Don't die on me...brother!

Mentions of blood and gore in this chapter. Not gonna say if he dies or not :)

Third person POV
(Y/n) opened one eye to see Childe, in his Foul Legacy form, attacking the beast to keep it away from (y/n). Childe was still nowhere as large as the beast but he fought it anyway. He sent the monster flying a couple of times, elemental reactions doesn't seem to have much effect on the monster so Childe resorted to relying on his strength.

A huge black spike popped out of the ground, stabbing Childe in the chest. Blood sprayed everywhere, there was puddles of blood being absorbed by the snow, creating dark red spots here and there. (Y/n) gasped, her delusion's power seemed to react to her strong feelings. Pyro, electro and anemo was activated. It placed a great strain on her body but she had to help her brother. She can't let him die, no matter how annoying he is, he is important to her.

(Y/n) gathered herself and used anemo to boost herself to the monster's head. She slashed the monster's eyes, making it bleed and stumble backwards. Childe got up and stabbed the monster with his spear, it went through and made the monster bleed his weird blue blood. The beast let out a roar of agony and turned to dust like any other monster would when they are defeated.

Childe flopped to the ground, transforming back. (Y/n) deactivates her delusion and limps to Childe's side. Childe was bleeding badly, he was weak from using his Foul Legacy form.

"Ajax...I'll get us to somewhere safe. I'll save us...don't die on me...please don't die..." Said (y/n), trying to support Childe so that he could stand. Childe coughed up blood. "Just leave me...save yourself. Don't worry about me," Said Childe with a weak smile. (Y/n) shook her head. She slowly walked with one arm around Childe. The snowstorm seemed to have calmed down, it was just lightly snowing which was convenient.

They were only halfway out of the forest when (y/n) realized that Childe was shivering. She activated her vision to give them a bit of warmth before continuing.

Childe was leaving behind a trail of blood as they walked, he was weak, barely able to look up. (Y/n) was growing weaker herself, Childe seems to get heavier and heavier. They heard the sounds of footsteps up ahead. It was Signora with a couple of Fatui agents.

"(Y/n)? Tartaglia? You two, bring Tartaglia to the camp and tend to his wounds," Said Signora. As the two agents brought Childe away, Signora bent down to examine (y/n)'s tried and injured body.

"What happened to you two...lets get to the camp. You look tired and half-dead," Said Signora. She lead the way to the camp. Fatui doctors were there, tending to Childe. Everyone there seems to be panicked.

"Is he going to be ok?" Said (y/n), asking the nearest doctor. The doctor said that they are not sure and hurried off.

Don't you dare die...Teucer will be upset...the rest of us will be upset...don't you dare die, Ajax. I know you're strong.

(Y/n) had her wounds treated, she was sitting by a fire when a doctor rushed out of the tent which Childe was at. The doctor shouted for assistance, (y/n) watched as two more doctors went into the tent. Out of curiosity and concern, (y/n) went to take a look.

Childe was connected to a machine, showing his heart rate, breathing rate and other complicated stuff. (Y/n) gasped softly.

Childe POV
I couldn't hear anything clearly, I couldn't find the strength to open my eyes. It's just muffled noises in darkness. I felt so heavy and weak. I can't die now, not yet. I tried moving a finger, but I felt nothing. My body was numb. I couldn't move.

Is it how it will end? No! I can't...I have to live. Wake up...live! So tired...maybe I will take a nap and wake up...

I was in a field of flowers. The sky was clear and I could hear ocean waves. The shape of (y/n) was dancing nearby. The scene changed to a snowy forest, I looked down and saw blood. "Ajax!" I looked up and saw (y/n), she looked at my direction. The monster was going to kill her, I can't let it.

Everything faded away and now I was kneeling before an overturned statue of seven. This statue gave off an eerie energy. I saw a dark figure from the shadows. It moved closer and I could make out its shape. It was me, but in foul legacy form? That version of my grabbed me by the scarf. It took of its mask to reveal its face. It was nothing like me. The face I was looking at had patches of black, veins of something that glowed purple, black iris and purple pupils with the shape of a star (primogem shape). It had actual real horns, black with veins of dark blue and purple.

Could this happen to me if I over use the form...? What's going on? Is this a dream?

Bright white light filled my vision, I opened my eyes to see (y/n). She was crying.

I turned my head to look at her. She looked up, relief in her eyes. "Ajax! You're alive!" She cried, hugging my left arm. I gave her a weak smile. "Of course...I don't die so...easily!" I Said, trying to sound enthusiastic and alive.

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