DedSplat [Coroika AU]

Chapter 12: The Moral of Mortality

     Goggles sobbed relentlessly as he checked on Rider while his friends fought the sanitized around him. Dr Tara saw the missilery in his heart, the perfect kill to cement her legacy as victorious. She hissed and charged for him. Her legs legs and arms moved so fast she seemed to move like a slithering snake. She leaped into the air and pounced on him like a cougar! Goggles let out an ear piecing blood curling scream as she began to zap his life away.

"GOGGLES, NO!!!" Bobble screamed, she ran to save him.

All she could hear was the sound of her beating heart, her fast paced breaths and every step she made. She could only see red and she couldn't see what she was doing before blacking out, but she knew she wasn't gonna let them win.

Emperor witnesses the attack. Bobble was stronger than she looked. Her encounter with Dr. Tara was brutal. Tara would claw, bite, and kick her, but she wouldn't fall. Her Tentamissiles were basted, her Slosher swooshed and ink splashed. Vintage, Red Sole, and Double took this as an opportunity to flee and vanish into the night. The fight broke a gas pipe full of nitrogen.
"BOBBLE!!!" Specs cried.
"I CAN'T SEE HER!!!" Headphones shouted.
"GET OUT!!! IT ISN'T SAFE TO BE BREATHING IN THIS!!!" Nana shouted.
"NOT WITH OUT BOBBLE!!!" Aloha exclaimed, "MASK WOULD KILL ME IF WE DIDN'T SAVE HER!!!"

"LOOK WHATS THAT OVER THEIR!!!" Skull said pointing the direction the fight was in.

It was Bobble, gleaming golden bright. In her arms she held both Goggles and Rider. She was like an angel! She emerged form the cloud of Nitrogen before collapsing. Everyone rushed to her to help get all three out of the facility safe and sound.

About three months pass, but Bobble hasn't woken up. Goggles and Rider had made full recoveries due to extensive surgery. Mask kept visiting her with Moona by his side every day around the 12 and 3 o' clock hours. They would always visit her, preform some sort of ritual, then visit the memorial, and do the same ritual there. Moona would always lead the chant, as she was fluent in Latin, and carries the same mystical genes as her mother did. Her mother was a psychic and so was she. Her chant was for Bobble and on behalf Mask's pleas:

"Omnipotens spirituum caeli suspectus Olympum, Valhalla, Skyworld, Tartarus, et terram audi nos orare sicut et nos(Almighty spirits of heaven, Olympus, Valhalla, Skyworld, Tartarus, and earth hear us as we pray). O potentia ones placet, et hoc Infelix maneat(Please oh powerful ones, let this poor girl stay). Et per plures dies et noctes tretuos proelia pugnas et nos gratias ago ei, et diligitis eam; custodi illam, et vis ad venit per eam messorem hic usque ad senectutem(Through many of days and nights, tretuos battles and fights, we thank her, we love her, and wish to keep her here until the reaper comes for her old age)."

Passed by, the days and nights soared. Bobble was officially announced to be in a coma, but Mask did not lose hope. He worked Salmon Run shifts at odd hours of the day. He'd start saving up money just for her. His friends would rarely see him most hours of the day. One day he got a phone call form the hospital and began to tear up.
"You okay...?" Skull asked, seeing him in tears, "what hap-"
Mask hugged Skull, thank you," he said to him, "She's alive... My girlfriend's alive!"
Skull awkwardly hugged back. He wasn't sure what to think about Mask hugging him, but it was just about as nice as hugging a ghost, cold and unnatural. Mask ran off to the hospital as the sun slowly began to set. Skull watched as Mask ran into the distance. He smiled because he knew that the sun would rise tomorrow, and that tomorrow would be happier than the days before it. As he wondered up the street to his home, he'd hum Army's favorite tune, a song by Totakeke called Aloha KK. The street lights came on, guiding his wandering spirit home. Peace had came to Army as it did to for his friends.