< Marvel > X-Men: I'm Your Boogeyman
Title: I'm Your Boogeyman
Prompt: 012. Dispose
Author: crazedwolf
Rating: PG-13ish
Series: X-Men (XCE Universe)
Characters: Manny, Victor, Remy
Warnings: Character death. Blood, etc. Implied slash.
Summary: You can't control what you can't see.
Author's Notes:
Written for NaNo! =D
“It really is sad, kitten,” Manny murmured as he knelt beside the beaten and broken figure on the floor, reaching out to run his fingers through bloodied strands of hair. “I never thought it would end this way.”
The figure on the floor whimpered and tried to get away but failed, staring blankly at the wall. Manny chuckled, fingers brushing over Remy's cheek now, head tilting a bit.
“You had so much potential kitten. So much. But it was wasted on individuals like the X-Men. Wasted on individuals who would not let you reach your full potential. And where are they now, hm?” The Empath sat down on the floor now, one knee propped up with an arm wrapped around it, the other hand still tracing the contours of Remy's face.
“They have abandoned you kitten. Like I told you before, I am the only constant.”
Another whimper was his response as tears started to build in the red/black eyes as Remy once more tried to move.
“Hush now, kitten. It will all be over soon.”
“You're right.” Manny's eyes snapped up as a gun cocked, Victor melting into view.
“How--”
“You can't control what's not there.”
And then he fired.
The Empath's body crumpled backwards, blood spilling down his face from the wound in his forehead. Victor wavered, head spinning due to his own blood loss, his pistol slipping from his fingers and clattering against the floor. The lizard sank to his knees, his entire right side soaked with blood as he reached for the Cajun and failed, everything in double now.
“Remy...” he breathed, breath hitching a bit as the world spun even more and he finally slumped, landing almost completely on top of the young man he had been unable to grasp before as the sound of fighting echoed from outside and someone, somewhere, called for them.
Prompt: 012. Dispose
Author: crazedwolf
Rating: PG-13ish
Series: X-Men (XCE Universe)
Characters: Manny, Victor, Remy
Warnings: Character death. Blood, etc. Implied slash.
Summary: You can't control what you can't see.
Author's Notes:
Written for NaNo! =D
“It really is sad, kitten,” Manny murmured as he knelt beside the beaten and broken figure on the floor, reaching out to run his fingers through bloodied strands of hair. “I never thought it would end this way.”
The figure on the floor whimpered and tried to get away but failed, staring blankly at the wall. Manny chuckled, fingers brushing over Remy's cheek now, head tilting a bit.
“You had so much potential kitten. So much. But it was wasted on individuals like the X-Men. Wasted on individuals who would not let you reach your full potential. And where are they now, hm?” The Empath sat down on the floor now, one knee propped up with an arm wrapped around it, the other hand still tracing the contours of Remy's face.
“They have abandoned you kitten. Like I told you before, I am the only constant.”
Another whimper was his response as tears started to build in the red/black eyes as Remy once more tried to move.
“Hush now, kitten. It will all be over soon.”
“You're right.” Manny's eyes snapped up as a gun cocked, Victor melting into view.
“How--”
“You can't control what's not there.”
And then he fired.
The Empath's body crumpled backwards, blood spilling down his face from the wound in his forehead. Victor wavered, head spinning due to his own blood loss, his pistol slipping from his fingers and clattering against the floor. The lizard sank to his knees, his entire right side soaked with blood as he reached for the Cajun and failed, everything in double now.
“Remy...” he breathed, breath hitching a bit as the world spun even more and he finally slumped, landing almost completely on top of the young man he had been unable to grasp before as the sound of fighting echoed from outside and someone, somewhere, called for them.