[DISCONTINUED] On the Edge (AshTrash669 x Edgy_Space_Prince)

Just a Man

⚠️ TW: mentions of murder, gore, funeral, fire, mentions of death ⚠️

Ash's POV

People had gathered in the lobby for our meeting today. They wanted to hear that we'd successfully killed The Anax.

That wasn't what they were gonna get.

I cleared my throat and cracked my knuckles. "Would ANYONE care to tell me why that bomb killed Shelby and not the limp bacon sandwich we were trying to kill?"

The room filled with questioning chatter.

"Construction, get over here now!" I shouted.

They stepped forward, fear and confusion evident in their manner.

"You wanna explain why that bomb was strong enough to kill Shelby but too weak to kill The Anax?" I asked. "One of our decent members die and we don't even get anything in return!"

"I-If I'm not mistaken, E-Emily suggested the design with the... chemicals..." One of them stammered.

"You're trying to pin this on someone in a higher position than you?" I asked sarcastically. "Yeah she suggested it. But as construction, it's YOUR job to research how accurate that is! Emily isn't in construction, you are!"

"W-we're terribly sorry--"

"'Terribly sorry' doesn't bring Shelby back you ignorant crushed peppermint!" I screamed. "You wanna end up like Jason Dean?"

They looked at the ground. "N-No, Golden Trashnesty..."

"That's what I thought," I replied. "So was it the chemical solution that was bad, or was it the chemicals that were fucked up?"

"We think the hydrogen peroxide was old," Someone from construction said.

"What?" I asked.

"H-Hydrogen peroxide is just... water with some more oxygen. If it gets too old, it decomposes and just becomes... water." They explained.

"So how did it kill Shelby?" I asked. "If we were using water in the first place, why did it kill?"

"We're thinking it partially decomposed, so it was strong enough to kill the nearest person, but not... you know..." They trailed off.

I pinched the bridge of my nose. "So, it was a weak ass bomb because you didn't bother to get new materials, right?"

"In retrospect, yes--"

"So Shelby's blood is on your hands." I said. "You're responsible for this."

"Wha--"

"You're the reason she died!" I screamed.

Emily cleared her throat. "Ash, you're, uh... your face..."

I felt my face, and at that moment I realized I was crying. Tears were streaming down my face.

"Meeting dismissed," I grumbled, knowing it wasn't good to get upset in front of them.

Seemingly unfazed by anything that just happened, they left and resumed what they were previously doing.

"How could this happen?!?" I whisper-shouted through tears to no one in particular.

"We'll get that asshole another time, Ash." Emily comforted.

"It's not about The Anax!" I shouted. "We lost a valuable member of our cult! Did you see what that badass bitch could do? She snuck into The Anax's place, she went with us to drop the bomb, she offered to hold the damn thing while you and I got the kid!"