Deviant Dynamite (ON HOLD)

Fuck You Dixon

Where is everyone?

Fuck. Where's Dan? Thoughts sour from one end of her mind to the other.

"Holy shit!" She mumbled. Silence. She felt her heart drop to her feet. This couldn't be happening. Maybe she was imagining it? Maybe the news was wrong. Maybe Dan wasn't in the middle of it, but she just imagined him in the crowd, screaming her name.

"Maybe," Sage whispered. "Maybe he's okay. Maybe I'm overreacting. Maybe... maybe I'll be next." Her voice was fragile and her heart was unstable. "Dan is okay, Dan is okay, Dan is okay, Dan is okay," Sage kept repeating to herself in such a low tone she could barely hear.

Hands shaking, heart pounding, mind racing, heavy breathing, stomach tying. All symptoms of a panic attack, all Sage was feeling. Her knees went weak, and she dropped to the ground. She made it to the couch by pulling herself around. Her body was small enough for her to easily slide on the couch with no problem.

"He's dead! You're next! Watch your back!" her mind screamed. "Just fucking go, without him you're nothing." It was all true. Not a single lie smacked her in the face, just the painful truth.

Sage clicked the button that could help her. The play button. The music blared through the silence.

"Heaven's gone, the battle's won

I had to say goodbye

Lived and learned from every fable

Written by your mind

And I wonder how to move on

From all I had inside

Place my cards upon the table

In blood I draw the line

I've given all my pride."

Huh. Funny choice of song to come on, since, ya know, the world is ending. By this first stanza of lyrics, Sage was calm enough to sing along.

"Living a life of misery

Always there, just underneath

Haunting me, quietly alone

It's killing me, killing me

Dead and gone, what's done is done

You were all I had become

I'm letting go of what I once believed

So goodbye agony." Sage mumbled the lyrics, slowly calming herself.

...

"Sage? Sage!? SAGE!" Dan yelled. Sage popped up from her slumber.

"OH shit! DAN!" She tackled him into a hug. "Don't you dare fucking do that again." As Dan hugged her back, he chuckled.

"I'll try not to. The Jacksons will defeat this, and that's a promise." A smile crept onto both of their faces as they parted from their hug.

...

"Hey, Dynamite," a hand shook Sage from her slumber.

"What do you want?" she snapped, "And don't call me that." She growled.