Of Monsters And Men | Discontinued |

Episode Ten - its okay

Between one minute and the next, Evren ended up here. Watching as Matthew is tugged into Electra's arms, the clocks ticking above their heads. Timers only Evren and Matt can hear.

'Angel, we can reach him! We need to get Matt!'

She tries. Stumbling, fighting against the symbiote under her veins.

'You'll die! Please let me help-- let me protect you!'

Does Evren want to live?

Her husband is dead. Her symbiote, a part of her, kept the truth away. Lied to her the whole time. Lied and lied and lied. And Matt. Matt, who only turns her head when she screams his name.

Electra screams, too, as Matt pulls away, head testing towards her.

Does Evren want to live? All she's felt these few short years-- terror, hatred, fear, anger. Anger so deep and so hit she couldn't seem to stop herself from digging her teeth into criminals and ripping them apart until nothing remained. Nothing except the guilt that would wear her shoulders down for days, weeks, months.

Evren doesn't think she does want to live.

'NO!'

But Matt. Matt needs to live. New York, and the world, needs him so much more than it needs her. She's nothing but a flesh-hungry monster.

"Matt!"

"Ev?"

Just hearing his murmur, laced with confusion and a kind of fear she's never hard before, makes her heart race faster than it already was.

"Ev, no."

The ticking, for a brief moment, a breath, a blink, stops.

Matt pushes himself towards her, arms already reaching.

"It going to be okay. We'll make it out. It's okay." He cries, face twisted.

They both taste the lie. Bitter, sour. Chalk in their teeth.

Their fingers graze.

The world collapses.

Evren doesn't have the mercy Matt does. No, she's awake. It hurts. Everything hurts. She doesn't want to breathe. She can't. Dust sticks in her eyes and coats her mouth, gluing to her tongue and teeth. Pins and needles stab into her throat and lungs.

'I won't leave I won't leave you. Please don't leave me.'

Oh, how Evren wants to.

'I'll come back. I'll come back. Wait for me.'

The creature melts from her skin. She already misses it. Through her trembling fury, she misses it. It's strength and constant weight in her bones she's grown so used to.

Without it, everything hurts more. Each rock, each pebble. Each rasping, goraning breath that forced her ribs to crack just a little more.

Her finger is still touching Matts. She can't feel it, but she knows. A spot of softness surrounded by pain.

It hurts. It hurts so much.

It won't stop. Even when she begs her body to fall limp, to give up, she remains breathing. Her heart remains quaking in her chest. Blood soaks into her clothes.

"Rot?"

No answer. The beast doesn't have it's own mouth, after all. She doesn't know how long it's been. Everything is upside down and inside out and it hurts.

"Please."

Rocks fall away.

People are talking, voices strict and even. Her mouth twitches.

"Matt. Matt. It's okay."

If Rot were with her, she would be able to these his breathing. His even heartbeats. She's more blind than she ever was. In the dark, in pain. Unable to feel as haunting numbness coats her upper body. She hasn't felt her legs since the walls collapsed.

"Matt. We're okay."

Rocks crumble.

Wait.

No.

Something is wrong.

Voices turn to shouting. Glass clicks.

"Get the symbiote out of here! The host is still alive, it's trying to return to it."

No.

No no no. This isn't happening. Not when she can't move.

"Matt. Matt wake up. Please."

"I heard a voice! The host is over here."

No. Please, no.

It isn't the same mercy Matt has when her body finally gives up. They won't bother looking for him.

Madame Gao wants her, not him.

Matt will be okay.

That's all that matters.

Update; there will be random updates that don't follow the plot of DD anymore because I'm a mess ffs