Lone Mercury

Part 11

"Ah, ah, ah. Now, you don't really want to fight, do you?" he sneers. Boss fixes his suit, smoothies his dark hair, and brushes his hands by the side of his pants.
"Actually, that's exactly what I want!" I screech and lunge for his throat. Or so I thought.
At this moment, I was pinned to the ground. My throat was constricted with an iron grip. I continued to thrash about, reaching for the dying Webster. At that moment I remembered his important advice. I needed to focus my energy to my palms, and burn him. I could then throw him off of me, and get a better target for my mercury. I have to do this, I tell myself, for Webster.
"Shhh." he fakely coos, pressing his forearm further down on my windpipe. Focus, Carter! I tell myself. The feelings of waves running over me surprises me, for they are headed in the direction of my palms. Then I felt it, the undeniable heat and pressure. I was ready to end this.
As I press my hands onto his face, the immediate smell of burning flesh fills my nose, and after I stand, rather quickly, wanting to remove myself from the gut wrenching odor. I walk over to the huddled ball of the once "Almighty Force" and crouch beside him.
"Not so powerful, I guess." I press with a slight shrug, and ready the mercury. The beautiful, but deadly, substance once again rumbles in my pale palms. "Smile, jerk. This is for the rest of the world's benefit." I darkly joke, and coat him in the substance, undeniably killings him. I had won.
It the heat of the fight, I hadn't realized, I could no longer hear the gentle thumping of my friend's heart. Snapping out of my victory, I rush to his bedside, checking the dead lined vitals. He had been gone for a few minutes. The entire weight of the matter crashed onto my shoulders, and I simply couldn't escape. I felt myself slipping away, further again, into a mess of sorrow. Then I was numb. I couldn't feel myself when I stood straighter, walk to his bed, and began pounding forcefully onto his heart.
"No! You can't die! You don't get to leave me!" I confess, pounding harder onto his heart, most likely breaking many bones. "Did you hear me? You don't get to leave!" I further. He couldn't be gone, I wasn't accepting it. " You can't die. Not now. I won't accept it! You are the reason I made it through this alive, and I'm not letting you die because of my choices. I accepted myself because of you. I thought I was a monster." I whisper, now. "And, I need you. Now more than ever." I bawl. Please don't go, I plead again, silently
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AN: I'm sorry to those who shipped them. This was the plan from the beginning :(
This shows they were both amazing heroes in different ways. There is a final part that's short on the next page... ;)