DoomPet

Chapter 34

They stepped into the elevator. Samuel was already waiting inside. The Slayer and marauder walked side by side, their boots clanking against the white metal. Daisy followed in their footsteps, her metal blades scratching.

Samuel spoke, "We must hurry, the longer the Icon of Sin is on earth the stronger it will become."

Crüe glared at him, "Say that again and I beat you."

"I'm just warning you that-"

"You've said it ten times!" He rolled his eyes, exasperated.

"Have I?" Samuel thought back.

'I think you have dementia.' The Slayer agreed with Crüe. 'You've said that over and over again.' He teased him.

"We'll I am well into my hundreds!" He laughed, "Well actually, I'm probably the youngest one here. I'm like a spring chicken."

The marauder rolled his eyes but wasn't able to stifle the laughter that escaped him. "God, we are all such idiots." 

"Indeed, but I'm glad we can still joke at a time like this." Samuel nodded.

For a brief moment the Slayer let himself look at the marauder. The past months of his life were the best he'd ever experienced in a long time...

Vega had snapped him out of his spiral of depression, forcing him to take care of himself. He made him get up and shower, brush his teeth, and find those silly pink bunny pyjamas with the matching slippers.

He had found Daisy and slowly took care of her, nursing her back and gaining her trust. She became his everything. The Slayer loved her so much. From teaching her how to shoot to eating with her.

For the first time in a long time he felt like he had something to fight for, other than the humans who were too terrified to even talk to him.

Then oh... the marauder came into his life like an angel, bringing him back to health, just as he did to Daisy. He supposed it was his good karma finally being kind to him.

They trained together, ate together, swam together, even... slept together. The Slayer would often think back to them curled up in bed so close, so intimate despite the cold biting at them, yet he still didn't realize he was in love.

And he was so tender, so kind, it was no wonder the Slayer fell, melting into his arms like an ice cube in hot chocolate.

And when they finally kissed, oh. All the tension between them broke like a dam. How they snuggled after the act, bathing in the glow of the earth.

How they got drunk and bitter and angry and then made up, unable to bare the pain of hurting each other.

During all of this he loved how his friends were right there for him Vega, Daisy, and occasionally Samuel.

In all honesty whatever the future threw at him, he would be able to handle it as long as his team was with him.

No matter if it was in the belly of hell or the peaks of heaven. They were a team.

"You mean the world to me."

The Slayer was yanked out of his thoughts by the marauder.

"I mean it." He looked timid. "No matter what happens in these next few hours, we face it together."

'Of course.' The Slayer stared up at Crüe. 'It's time to fight.' He placed one hand on the green skull switch.

Daisy placed her bladed hand over the Slayer's.

Crüe followed Daisy's example."Ready?"

"Unf!"

"Chirrrr!"