Weight of living: fleeting sanity

There's two of them? 5

"you shouldn't exist"

"Is that a problem?"

"I killed you"

"You did?"

"And I shall kill you again, this time permanently."

"A shame, I thought we had something in common."

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*RUMBLE* *RUMBLE*

"Its getting hectic, let's pick up the pace, I don't think the place can handle anymore beatings if we let it be." I quickly picked up the pace, with Zuma's and the two nearls, agreeing or simply nodding in response.

After arriving to a broken door, we were met by a warzone, pieces of debris littered around even some embeded within the confines of the walls and crater's scattered around and etched within the perception of our eyes.

"Damn, one hell of a fight ey..." I assessed the damage while figuring a plan of action on how to deal with skadi and an "unknown".

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"Why won't you die already!"

"You... I know you..."

"You don't know me."

"I do, you are me... And I am YOU"

"JUST SHUT UP! AND DIE ALREADY!"

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"RRRRAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHH!!"

Radiant: "Found them, should we wait for back up?" She said looking down to a lower section of the area while gripping her lance.

"I doubt we'd have the time to wait, lets try to mitigate the damage as best we can." I grabbed something in my utility belt and threw a stun grenade in between both skadi and the "unknown"

"Nearl, radiant be on vanguard duty try to buy us sometime till the others get here, Zuma be on guard duty cover their flanks, I'll give you ranged support."

"Copy that/got it"

—

"Ugh... What happened?"

"Pests"

"You..."

"Wait... How, is he alive?"

"Whose alive? Damn it why do I hear you my head..."

"It— it can't be, he should be dead... I saw him die..."

"Would you just shut up already."

"... A dream, a blissful dream this is... DON'T MAKE ME LOSE HIM AGAIN..."

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Managing to regain her focus, skadi looked where "she" was, only to see that nearl and another version of her was fighting "her" with Eunectes in tow behind them. Somewhere near to her Fabian was using his crossbow giving the others fire support.

Upon noticing her, and her regained consciousness, Fabian only asked a simple question.

Fabian: "can you fight?"

Skadi mutely nodded.

Fabian: "good, hope you like round 2 cause your getting it." He told her, while loading another bolt in, "GUYS CHANGE OF FORMATION, NEARL BE ON DEFENDER DUTY, WHILE RADIANT AND SKADI BE ON VANGUARD DUTY DOUBLE TIME." he gave new orders, which the other's adjusted to the newest plan incorporating skadi into the mix.

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"Why... Why... Why..."

"..."

"Please... Don't make me do something I'd regret..."

"What are you talking about."

"Please—"

—

"STOP!"

A single word was spoken from her, it hurt her, not because she'd hurt her voice or herself, but hurting "him" made her feel something else that within her existence felt foreign.

"No- no more, please..."

Tears? This feeling, it feels weird, strange even.

"Why... Why does it hurt?"

A feeling of pain, not outside of my body, but inside me... My heart? Why... Why does it hurt so much?

"Is it because of him? His death? A feeling I've lost? I– I must know..."

—

"She" looked where "this feeling of pain" was, who was frozen in place by "her" voice alone, walking towards him, ignoring the others whom "she" deemed no worth of "her" time.

"Why... Why do make me feel pain just by looking at you..."

A sad look donned "her" face, as "she" placed a hand on his cheek, gracing it softly.

"You... I must know..."

"She" closed the distance between their naked faces.

"And you'll give to me..."

*FWOSH*

"GET YOUR HANDS OFF HIM!"

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"Damn it, I can't move" Radiant still had her eyes on "her" as tears? Began to fall from "her"

"What's she crying about? Damn it not the time to be wondering, need to move!" Radiant trying as she might to move.

Radiant looked at "her" when "she " walked towards to where Fabian was, completely ignoring her and the others.

"NO! DAMN IT MOVE!" Panic began to settle in, as she could only imagine what "she" could be doing to Fabian.

She only managed to turn her head enough to see "her" closing in near Fabians face leaning in for a kiss.

"NO! MOVE DAMN IT! I SAID MOVE!" Only by a split second the bindings holding her broke, she threw her lance as quickly she could throw it. Missing "her" but stopping the one sided transaction from happening.

"GET YOUR HANDS OFF HIM!"

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