YOU, ME & DEATH ━━ polyam ann & kuina

𝟯𝟵 dead king

TOMOKO DIDN'T EVEN realise she was crying. Her vision was blurry both from the tears and the fury exploding inside of her.

She pulled her lovers into a hiding spot, pressed a kiss to their foreheads before murmuring, "I'm going to finish this; I'll make him pay." Then, she was gone before Ann or Kuina could utter out a protest.

As she emerged from her cover, she realised Usagi had begun wrestling with the King of Spades. She had leaped onto his back, arms wrapped around his neck as she tried to choke him. In retaliation, the King had used his knife to stab her legs.

As quick as the thought entered her mind, Tomoko sent a rapid fire of bullets into the King's stomach.

The King plucked Usagi off of his back and tossed her to the side. She landed with a grunt of pain as she hit the floor, her injured legs preventing her from moving.

Then, the King whipped around to face Tomoko. She met him with a flurry of bullets. He dodged to the side and Tomoko's gunfire followed him. The King had dropped his pistol during his fight with Kuina as she had knocked it right out of his hands, so Tomoko had the upper hand.

The King rushed toward Tomoko. His hands were outstretched to snatch her firearm but she continued shooting. Still, he continued running toward her, the bullets barely hindering him. Suddenly, it was too late — Tomoko was grabbed by her collar with one hand, the other wrestling with her for the rifle she held. When he finally stole the gun from her, he shoved her to the side.

Agony struck up her spine as her back met the hard concrete. She groaned but instantly forced herself to get back up.

Her head was spinning and her hand instantly clutched the gunshot wound in her stomach. She heaved in a deep breath and the pain subsided for a second, enough for her to glance at her enemy and realise she was in serious danger.

Even though the King was injured as well, he was still out for blood. He was limping and his stomach was coated with blood. His movements were slow as he stepped toward Tomoko. He raised the rifle in his hand; finger on the trigger.

Tomoko was convinced she was going to die.

And she was angry, she was hurt about it. She knew she had been cruel and evil during her time in Borderlands — but did that really mean she had to die? Did it really mean the people she loved had to die, too? It was her fault that she couldn't protect them. She should've done more. She could've done more. She'd gotten too soft, too vulnerable.

At least she had done some permanent damage to the King before she was gone for good.

BANG!

All of a sudden, smoke filled the air. Tomoko felt something throw her backwards and the same pain from before lit up her spine. She grunted, coughing as she fanned the space in front of her eyes.

The smoke cleared rapidly. When she could see clearly, she realised that some sort of bomb (a familiar makeshift bomb) had been thrown. The King, the closest to the blow, was on the floor, paralysed in pain. And the person stood beside him, grabbing his gun, was Chishiya.

Tomoko blinked at him in confusion. What the hell was her brother doing here?

Before she could dwell on it anymore, the King began to stir. Tomoko knew she had to act — and fast. Snatching up the King's discarded knife, Tomoko stood over him and shoved the blade through his throat...and then into his eye, then into his heart, then into his stomach again and again.

When she was finished, she was sweating and panting. Blood was splashed on her face; stuck in her hair. She tossed the knife in her hand to the side and stared down at the King of Spades in front of her.

The dead King of Spades.

Then, she turned to her brother and pulled him into a hug. "What the hell are you doing here?" She asked, breathless, "I thought you'd been shot."

"I was." Chishiya confirmed, "But I would never let you get hurt."

"You're bit too late for that, Chi." Tomoko told him humorously as she pulled away, gesturing to the wound in her abdomen.

"Does it hurt bad?" He inquired, eyebrows knitted together in concern.

"Not too bad, I can handle it." Tomoko reassured him. Chishiya leaned forward and tried to place a gentle hand on the wound, but Tomoko hissed in pain and pushed him away — which didn't exactly help her words, but it didn't matter.

Tomoko headed over to where she had left Ann and Kuina. The two women had shuffled closer to each other so that they were cuddling, hands intertwined.

"Shit." Chishiya cursed under his breath. Despite his own wound, which was visible from the red staining his white jacket, he began to patch up his friend's injury instead. He leant down, ripping off a piece of his t-shirt before wrapping it around Kuina's wound. She hissed in pain as he applied pressure to stop the bleeding.

Tomoko began to do the same – well, what she could without any real medical supplies – to Ann. Eventually, the two had been patched up to the best of the twins' ability.

Then, Chishiya and Tomoko laid down beside their friends. Tomoko clutched her lovers' intertwined hands with her own, and Chishiya hugged his sister. He had never been much of a hugger or a kisser or one for any type of physical affection. But with no other way to show his love, it just seemed right.

"There's only one game left." Tomoko remarked, closing her eyes as she prayed silently for their survival, "We can do this."

"Promise me..." Ann said breathlessly, "Promise me that we'll love each other when we return."

Kuina nodded her head, "Of course."

Tomoko hummed in agreement, looking around at all the people she loved – Kuina, Chishiya, Ann. "I can't imagine my life without you."

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AUTHOR NOTES
lol did i trick y'all by saying chishiya wouldn't be there 🤭 in truth, i actually didnt know how to include him in the fight then i remember he has that bomb of his and i was like!! eureka!! (light bulb above head moment) he can just blow up the king 😁