The Guild of the Forsaken

CHAPTER 16 - Our Ends are Always Self-Made

!TW; torture, blood!

Dig Your Grave - Erick Serna and The Killing Floor

September 13th 2024

LONDON

Still grey.

It was as though nothing has changed since Marinette last strolled these desolate streets. The skies still threaten to rain down on them. Clouds fly past getting darker by the minute. Intricate shapes blur into streaks of dark grey. Better than being locked in a cell Marinette supposes. Yet, the cell held more colour than this.

With each click of her heeled boots against the cracked pavement they draw closer to their destination.

After Max had thrown them through a portal to cover the remaining distance into London, he had taken off with the plane to hide it somewhere. Unfortunately, they could not drive a plane around the cramped streets of London. It would have been but a tad too obnoxious. 

To say that Marinette was not excited would be untruthful because if truth be told she could barely contain the shivers of exhilaration that were trailing up and down her spine.

Granted she was at first deeply enraged to discover that Gabriel Agreste was alive, but in an attempt to find a silver lining she stumbled across the fact that she could kill him this time.

And do it properly.

When she finishes with him there will be nothing left.

Turning another sharp corner, she gets her first sight of the hospital. It's a garish structure. In Marinette's opinion it would be more befitting to call it a prison.  Scrunching her nose, she can't help but think that it is perfect for a man like Gabriel Agreste.

Turning to check on Luka and Chloé both of whom had volunteered to retrieve Gabriel with her, she sees that they both share similar looks of repulsion in reference to the hospital.

"Mari, do you know what floor he is on? Or what wing perhaps?" Chloé asks her eyes never leaving the grey building.

Marinette rolls her bottom lip between her teeth before releasing it with a loud 'pop,' "No I don't, so we will just have to go in and wing it from there."

To Marinette's immediate relief Chloé accepts her information and haphazard plan without much complaint.

It turns out that finding Gabriel was easier than they had expected. After a small hypnotism of the receptionist to tell them where he was being kept, they were firmly on their way.

The inside of the hospital largely matched the outside. White walls and grey floors provided the backdrop for their long strides. Their shoes click gently on the floor as they walk along the bustling corridor.

Gabriel was being kept in the ICU. Marinette has to hold in a snort as she thinks about the irony of Gabriel being unresponsive in a coma.

Grinning manically to herself from under her wide brimmed hat the glorious plan she has for Gabriel's death plays through her mind. Upon entering Gabriel's room only one thing relays in her brain.

Tubes, there are tubes everywhere

Connected to him, connected to various pieces of equipment.

Marinette's eyes struggle to take in all aspects of the small space.

While Chloé remains with Luka near the doorway, Marinette makes her way over to Gabriel's bedside. She is aware that they all have their personal bone to pick with Gabriel but was relieved when they allowed her to deal with him, personally.