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Darkness is Light
He smelled them. The familiar scent drew him like a bee to honey;melting away from the Queen while she consulted Marius. He has been a lurking shadow since then, out of sight, biding his time with the self-proclaimed promise of violence. He knew they were far from fond of each other, and now they are in disarray while the blood of Yeshua coats the stone floors in a macabre mosaic of Mystique's making.
Now, when their alliance hangs by the most precarious of threads, is when he strike; and he will take her out, the strongest first.
Teeth and claws, bone and flesh, reveal themselves in split-second anticipation of deadly impact.
Now, when their alliance hangs by the most precarious of threads, is when he strike; and he will take her out, the strongest first.
Teeth and claws, bone and flesh, reveal themselves in split-second anticipation of deadly impact.
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But now Raven is free.
She strides over to James/T.J. The girl's powers normally leave a victim unconcious for 24 hours after the possession ends. With James, that might buy her 2.4 seconds.
It'll be enough.
She cups his cheek in one hand. "Time to go now, sweetheart." It's not clear who she's talking to.
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"Got him. Mostly. Give me a... ugh... second... there" she tells them in Logan's voice.
She jumps out of his still-healing body, leaving him slumped on the floor. "Go for it" she says.
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Her flesh peels back from her last grenade. James made her practice this. Just in case. Decapitation is one of three things SHIELD thinks might keep him down. Position it just right and...maybe.
"Entschuldigung, liebe."
She pulls the pin.
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It could just be her imagination that she can see what might be a fleeting moment of gratitude in those dark eyes. It could be so many things in that moment.
She'll never get to know.
The grenade explodes in a gorey miasma of flesh, blood and bone.
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Trapped here. Trapped in hell, forever. Maybe we've earned this.