Dim stars look down to the quite bloodstained ground as two figures move through the chaos they had made in a daze, one eventually collapsing to her knees grasping at her head.
The taller figure kneels beside her, his Nasod dynamos circling around them in the coolness of the incoming night, waiting for their master's commands.
Elesis let's go of her scarlet claymore, her hands shaking uncontrollably, laughter falling out of her blood filled lungs, along with mouthfuls of red. Add moves himself closer to her, hands reaching out to take her shoulders than, to pull her to his chest, wipe the blood away from her lips, and stroke her crimson hair.
"What's going on? What's happening to me..." The bloody knights voice growing heavy with tears, and at the same time bearing a strange flatness to it that only a loss of hope brings.
"This is you, broken. This is you becoming a monster, like me..." The Esper whispers to her through the darkness as he tightens his black sleeved arms around her shaking frame. the long silence that followed was only broken for brief coughs and gasps that soon subsided.
"Thank you" Elesis manages to say after she's caught her breath, she kisses his forehead. Leaving it stained with a slight red mark of affection.
the evening drags on leaving the tracer and knight behind.
A trail of red splotches drip across the white floor as Elesis moves to the other end of the dimly lit lab, using the wall to support herself, covering it with red fingerprints.
She was home but could it be death's door? Esper rushes up to her side, taking the place of the wall. He leads her to the bed and gently lays her down. Elesis gives him a look of hate, but Add knows its hate for herself. she hates that she needs his help, she hates that she's this weak. its hate for failing. Knowing this hate only makes Add try to love her even more.
Esper frantically searched under the bed for the first-aid kit, when found he flings it open, ripping the paper off bandages. He turns back to Elesis, pulling off her top as quickly as possible without opening her wounds more. The white blankets are now covered in little pale flowers and dark smudges of blood. Diabolic Esper presses the bandages to the deep wounds in the Avengers side, keeping them in place with medical tape, he wraps her chest in long thin gauze. Esper carefully picks her up and moves her head upon a pillow, pulling the heavy blankets over her. Add stares down at the Dark Knight, knowing she'll be fine, it's been much worse in the past, but he can't help being paranoid. He pulls up a chair to the bed, and slumps over on the blankets and Elesis. Despair is creeping into the edges of Espers mind,so he finds the avengers hand and holds it tight, his own hands covered with her blood. She weakly squeezes it back, and gives him the slightest smile.
"I'm sorry" Add whispers
"..no need to be" the crimson avenger's response quiet but true.
There was no need for Add to apologize for her own recklessness, but she knew he was sorry for her, even if she didn't feel sorry for herself.
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Fiksi Penggemarromance and insanity, this should be interesting....
