by Corde
Set just before "Nerve," spoilers for that ep
Anthony wanted to do shared stories, I came up with
this, and he told me to post it as is. Sorry.
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It was getting harder to breathe.
She had tried to slow it down, to burn off the toxins
by using her body, working out and fighting her
eventual destruction. But even as she punched and
kicked, she knew it was no use. She imagined she could
feel her very blood curdling, turning to sludge
polluted with the toxins her own body produced. She
was killing herself just by living.
She had come to a decision, as she fought the padded
workout dummy more fiercely than she ever had a live
opponent. She would take her prowler as far away from
Moya as she could and stay there until the end. She
would die as she lived, isolated and alone. Perhaps
she wouldn’t even wait for the end; perhaps she would
use her pulse rifle and do it herself, quickly. She
repeatedly attacked her phantom opponent, as though
she could defeat the enemy within as easily as she
practiced the moves against the dummy.
/I don’t want to die,/ was the thought she would not
allow. /I don’t want to die alone./
It was getting harder to breathe.
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