Ohno! Character death! D=
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Nedd was having a wonderful time, if killing people who were just trying to protect the ship could even be called ‘wonderful.’ He spiraled quickly, cleanly slicing an intern’s throat, before jumping back in a sort of violent cartwheel and crushing a slig’s head with his foot. He made a mental checklist of his killing progress for the night. Two disemboweled, three crushed, one slit throat, and one scalped (that had been particularly messy.)
Nedd swung around and grabbed an intern by the throat, just to realize that it was Ian. Ian shrieked as he was dropped. There was blood around his mouth.
“Come on,” Nedd barked, ramming a slig with its head and breaking its ribs. Ian crept up behind him obediently. “We have a generator to break.”
The pair of homicidal interns fought their way through the crowd. Literally. Ian dismembered one person alive while Nedd did a quick job of killing three at once with one swoop of his clawed hand. Licking the blood from around his face, Nedd ducked closer to the floor, avoiding the onslaught of snuzi bullets as best he could. He felt them graze his back multiple times, but few actually hit home; snuzi’s were unreliable when it came to aiming. Plus, Nedd had no trouble avoiding them.
Several bullets crackled the air. Ian darted towards the door, claws unsheathed, and snapped his jaws around a slig’s neck. Blood sprayed the floor. The intern jumped and turned back to the fight, his eyes rotating cageyly. Spotting a second target, Ian bowled towards it. Nedd recognized the intern before Ian had even seen it.
Dan.
He cocked his snuzi and shot Ian in the leg with a quick volley of bullets, intending just to drop him. It didn’t work as planned. Ian pulled back when the bullets struck him, and they went in sideways, practically mutilating his leg. Ian fell with a scream. Dan stared at him in horror; it was obvious that he hadn’t intended to seriously hurt him.
Nedd growled. What an idiot.
HEY, UGLY! A voice snapped behind him, grabbing his attention. Nedd decided to humor his victim. He turned, his needle-thin teeth exposed and his horns flat.
CRACK! Blinding pain pierced the side of his cheek. He screamed and fell back, hot blood creating a rapid stream down his face. He forced his eye open. Red was standing in a clearing, staring at him fearlessly. He held a snuzi in his hand that was still smoking.
That was for Ian, bastard.
“You...!” Nedd breathed, his teeth parting to reveal his gaping throat. He had a huge snuzi wound below his only remaining eye. It was bleeding all over the place, blurring his vision. “I’LL KILL YOU!”
He took off quickly, slamming Red with as much force as he could muster. Red was flung against the wall like a ragdoll, struggling to get to his feet. Nedd struck out with his hand, creating five long gashes directly across his face. Red’s eyes were half closed and distant; he looked dazed. He tried to stand. He fell over in a puddle of blood instead.
Red! Dan cried out in alarm. Nedd smirked. Just the person he’d been looking for. Nedd looked over at him, smug satisfaction on his face.
Nedd swerved to the side as a rapid line of snuzi bullets pierced the wall behind him. Many guards were retreating; they were in complete confusion. Durc wasn’t giving them orders. Where was he, anyway?
Nedd growled at Dan and lunged forward, his only eye smeared over with blood from his cheek. He blinked a few times, clearing his vision as best he could. It was time to kill that little son of a bitch once and for all. Dan jumped to the left as Nedd attacked, missing. He was having trouble pinpointing his target. He reared to his feet and combed the room with his eye, squinting.
Over here!
Nedd felt a bullet clip his ribcage from behind. He turned and swung his blunt arm, intending to smack Dan across the face. He missed. Nedd knew he was beat; there was no way he’d be able to fight if he could barely see. It would be best to leave as soon as possible and make a break for the generator as fast as he could. But there was one factor that he had forgotten about.
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Ian was lying on his belly, motionless. He opened his eyes slowly, blinking away the thin coating of glue that encased them. His leg hurt so bad. He felt like a child; alone, frightened, hurt and abandoned. He didn’t want to be alone. Not like this.
He tried weakly to stand, but quickly lost balance and fell. There was blood all over his wounded leg. Ian stumbled to his hands and knees, limbs convulsing violently as bile rose in the back of his throat. He nearly fell over again. Slowly, he looked up, spotting something he hadn’t noticed before.
Ian crawled like a dying animal across the room, his wounded leg dragging behind him. He came to a stop and collapsed on his stomach for a moment, exhausted, before pulling himself back up again. He whimpered. He was looking at a body lying face down on the floor.
Ian stared at it for a long time, his shoulders and face twitching in pain. After a long pause he flipped the body over, and stared at it. A burning sensation that he didn’t understand tinged below his eyes. Carefully, almost lovingly, Ian wiped the blood away from the bodies’ face, and drew his arms back quickly. Then something strange happened. A little, raspy sound, barely even a voice, whispered;
“
...Red?”
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Dan kept his snuzi level with Nedd’s face. He could see a deep hole in his cheek that was smeared over with blood, fogging his eye. It looked like it hurt.
Nedd stood to his full height, dwarfing Dan in his presence. Dan didn’t flinch. He just kept watching him with his hard, yellow eyes. “You.” Nedd growled, his eye dripping from the blood that veiled it. “You’re so determined to kill me, aren’t you.” his eye widened and he spread his arms. “Well do it!”
Dan was taken aback. He lowered his snuzi slightly, not saying a word. The room fell silent. Only a few guards remained in the room, and they were either too scared to shoot, or too curious to hear what Nedd had to say.
“DO IT!”
No! Dan cried, tightening his grip on his weapon.
I can’t kill you!
“Pathetic!” Nedd roared, circling him. His blood-glazed eye only made him seem more terrifying. Dan backed up instinctively, wide-eyed. “You have your chance! Your only Odd-damn chance! What am I talking about, this wasn’t your
only chance, you still wouldn’t kill me before, and why? Just to keep the memories of us being friends alive? Disgusting!” He lunged closer and snarled through his teeth. “I should gut you... ”
Then why don’t you? Dan hissed quietly.
What are you waiting for?
Dan was too tired, tired of everything, to care what happened. Live or die, it would all turn out the same in the end. Life just seemed like a waste of time.
Nedd drew back his arm. “Who said I was waiting?” he murmured. Dan dropped his snuzi and looked down at the floor, preparing for Nedd to brain him right there and then...
A screech, the sound of snapping jaws, and a loud
crack split the silence. Dan’s head snapped up. Ian was standing tall in the middle of the room, not ducked down like he normally was, but in a fighting stance, looking challenging. His leg was bloody and torn, but he payed it no attention. Nedd picked himself up off the floor. Ian had punched him in the mouth; Dan could tell by Nedd’s bleeding gums and missing teeth.
“What are you doing? ” Nedd hissed in alarm. He sounded angry, but his horns were flat against his head. He knew that he was in trouble.
Ian’s throat rumbled in an aggressive growl. He stalked forward, his hands wide open with his claws flared. Dan was surprised to see that he and Nedd were almost the same height; it was just that Ian was always making himself look small, trying not to draw attention to himself.
Ian darted forward, wrapping his arms around Nedd in a violent embrace. Nedd screeched and sank his teeth into Ian’s shoulder, lashing out with his clawed hand as the two fought on the floor. Dan backed up against the wall in horror. He’d never seen anything so horrible. Ian was on top of Nedd, and in less than a second Nedd had flipped him over on his back, pinning him to the floor. Ian kicked out with his good leg, throwing Nedd off.
Nedd crouched down and sprang, tackling Ian to the floor before jumping back. They circled like angry sharks. Dan wasn’t sure what to do. They didn’t just look agitated; they looked genuinely
hungry, too. Nedd slowly licked his teeth, his eye darkly shadowed. Snarling, Ian ducked down and tore towards him again, and they slammed together like charging bulls, each one digging their claws into the other’s back. Nedd lifted Ian up quickly and threw him over his head. He struck the wall with the sound of crunching plaster.
Quickly regaining composure, Ian stumbled back into the fight, looking dazed. He blinked several times, disoriented, and cried out as Nedd struck him from behind and threw him across the room. Nedd reared up and roared, spraying foam and blood from his teeth. Ian was determined. He got up slowly with a painful grunt, his arm cradled close to his chest. It looked broken.
Nedd was stalking towards Ian. Dan stiffened.
Run! He cried, the sudden instinct to save his friend overriding everything. Ian staggered back, dizzy on his feet. His eyelids fluttered. Nedd shoved him up against the wall, leaning in close. Ian stared at him with his sad blue eyes.
NO!
Nedd pushed him back and snapped his jaws around his neck, cleanly removing his throat. Dan fell to his knees. Swallowing, Nedd bared his bloodstained teeth in a grin as Ian fell to the floor, his suffering finally over.
“He wasn’t worth it.” Nedd said thoughtfully, glancing at Dan with half-closed eyes. Without a second word Nedd bolted to the door, threw it off its hinges, and sprang nimbly into the hallway, vanishing from sight. It was too late to stop him. He would make it to the generator in no time. Dan was alone; all the guards had vanished.
He had failed.