The feeling remain, but the memory is unclear
"An invisible red thread connects those who are destined to meet, regardless of time, place, or circumstance. The thread may stretch or tangle but will never break"
"What is worse, losing the one you l...
"Superheroes always have broken hearts and tragic backstories"
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You knew that you had to do something, even so you couldn't move your legs, you could still move your upper body.
"ALLISON!" you managed to yell out loud enough so Allison could hear you which cause her to turn her head towards you and you pushed as much as you could the sickle, making it slid over to Allison.
Allison grabbed the guardian's sickle before she walked up behind Reginald and she swung the sickle at him, slicing his head clean in half with the blade.
The machine powered down and the others felled to floor all grunting, groaning and coughing.
Reginald turned around to exposed his face behind the mask which made Allison let out a gasp as she saw that he was an alien and her eyes followed him as his dead body fell to the floor.
Then it was all gone, Five's body fell to the floor all of a sudden, life consuming his being again like a punch in the gut. He grunted in pain, coughing like his lungs were filled with sand. Opening his eyes that he didn't feel like closing before, he saw it was the same for all of those around him. Reginald was dead on the floor. Five didn't even manage to question the reason for this blood to not be red and instead a dark green color. Everyone there was fine, expect for one person.
Five looked over at you and still feeling weak after what had transpired, he dragged himself on the floor, some blood from his arm's severed would dripping down. He tried to blink, but couldn't so instead he forced himself to stand up.
"Y/n/n..." he softly said as he used his last strength to move over to his dying wife.
"No" he said as he rushed over to you that was laying on the floor with blood all over your body, but most your stomach was bleeding.
Five could feel his heart had cracked open again as he saw his wife through 36 years and his partner and companion through 42 years, laying almost dead in front of him.
"Love" he said as he kneeled down in front of you before he lifted your head and slowly put it on his lap.
He didn't care that he was sitting in a pool of your blood. He didn't care that his pants got covered in blood. His only concerned was his wife.
You couldn't move, and thought you were still alive, you could feel the blood building up in your throat, pushing you closer to death. Your vision were slowly blurring, blood was running out of your mouth, waist, shoulders, arm, and stomach.
"Five" you said as you opened your eyes, blood was running down from your mouth.
"It's me, your Jumpy Guy, your genius, I'm here, it's over" he said "You look like shit" you said with a smile "But you look better than me" you said before you let out a cough "No, no, no. Stop talking. Save your strength" he said as he storke his hand down your cheek.
