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[Mar 29] [Yu-Gi-Oh! 5Ds] Nothing
Title: Nothing
Day/Theme: March 29 - howling at the far off sky
Series: Yu-Gi-Oh 5Ds
Characters/Pairings: Crow
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: YGO in any way, shape or form does not belong to me
Spoilers for episode 51.
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He screams out his agony until he can't breathe anymore, until the lack of air leaves him gasping and light-headed (and he's still a little light-headed from hiding in that battered old fridge anyway) staring blankly at cracked and filthy concrete and as he kneels there he doesn't (can't) feel a thing. Not anymore. Nothing but an empty sort of hollow in his chest. Brittle and cold.
There's nothing left. Nothing anywhere. Nothing but him and this dull, frozen, pain and the sensation of bile trying creep its way up his throat. Crow gasping and swallowing against it for a moment before he retches. Body doubling in on itself as he heaves and it's fortunate that he hasn't eaten in a day or so. Even if it's painful it's better than losing what little food he does get.
After a few moments (once his stomach stops attempting to turn itself inside out) he coughs, spits, and shakily pulls himself to his feet. Eyes blank and unseeing as he stares numbly around at the small cluster of buildings. Remembering his own fear at seeing that fog rush towards him, almost alive and entirely malevolent. Remembering and he can only imagine what his kids went though. Their panic and, oh god, he left them here alone.
It makes him want to scream again. Collapse into a heap and not get up and he clenches his jaw tight against the urge. He cannot fold. He cannot collapse. Not now. Not yet. Not until he finishes this.
The Dark Singers will pay, or he will die trying, there is nothing else beyond that. Nothing else matters. Not his life, not the ultimate fate of Satellite, nothing.
And as he makes this decision, as he steers his bike up the arch of the bridge (looking out over Satellite to plan his next move) he smiles. Cold and dead and empty.
Because there is nothing left. Nothing but the faint sight of that glyph that formed when Yusei dueled Kiryu reflecting in the clouds and that is all he needs. Hate to fill up the empty spaces and hold him upright while he pushes himself forward.
And he will personally tear every Dark Signer he comes across limb from limb.
Until there is nothing left.
Day/Theme: March 29 - howling at the far off sky
Series: Yu-Gi-Oh 5Ds
Characters/Pairings: Crow
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: YGO in any way, shape or form does not belong to me
Spoilers for episode 51.
------------------------
He screams out his agony until he can't breathe anymore, until the lack of air leaves him gasping and light-headed (and he's still a little light-headed from hiding in that battered old fridge anyway) staring blankly at cracked and filthy concrete and as he kneels there he doesn't (can't) feel a thing. Not anymore. Nothing but an empty sort of hollow in his chest. Brittle and cold.
There's nothing left. Nothing anywhere. Nothing but him and this dull, frozen, pain and the sensation of bile trying creep its way up his throat. Crow gasping and swallowing against it for a moment before he retches. Body doubling in on itself as he heaves and it's fortunate that he hasn't eaten in a day or so. Even if it's painful it's better than losing what little food he does get.
After a few moments (once his stomach stops attempting to turn itself inside out) he coughs, spits, and shakily pulls himself to his feet. Eyes blank and unseeing as he stares numbly around at the small cluster of buildings. Remembering his own fear at seeing that fog rush towards him, almost alive and entirely malevolent. Remembering and he can only imagine what his kids went though. Their panic and, oh god, he left them here alone.
It makes him want to scream again. Collapse into a heap and not get up and he clenches his jaw tight against the urge. He cannot fold. He cannot collapse. Not now. Not yet. Not until he finishes this.
The Dark Singers will pay, or he will die trying, there is nothing else beyond that. Nothing else matters. Not his life, not the ultimate fate of Satellite, nothing.
And as he makes this decision, as he steers his bike up the arch of the bridge (looking out over Satellite to plan his next move) he smiles. Cold and dead and empty.
Because there is nothing left. Nothing but the faint sight of that glyph that formed when Yusei dueled Kiryu reflecting in the clouds and that is all he needs. Hate to fill up the empty spaces and hold him upright while he pushes himself forward.
And he will personally tear every Dark Signer he comes across limb from limb.
Until there is nothing left.