A debt made, is a debt unpaid
10 years ago, in the same torture room
Loud squelching sounds can be heard inside the room; pitch black surrounds them both. The bloated man uses the little girl like a toy.
Each thrust in her stomach crushing her insides, while the orifice between her legs cry with blood. His rod visibly bulges inside her stomach, then he uses his thumb to press on it really hard. The little girl squeals in pain, as each thrust causes her whole body to convulse uncontrollably.
Then suddenly hugs her tightly as he bites his lip. He whispers in her ear "Oh Princess~ I'm so close. As he hugged her tighter his thrusts became much deeper, the girl gasped - then his thrusts got faster and more aggressive. The girl lets out an ear-piercing scream while the disgusting man continues to fornicate her like a rabbit.
"Ah fuuuuuuuck take it all Princess!" He thrusts one more time as his whole rod rips through her one more time, as semen began to fill up inside her, the visible bulge slightly became larger. She screams, vomits and convulses uncontrollably while the man keeps hugging her even tighter. As his fat stomach pressed against her semen filled stomach, it overflowed outside of her orifice.
His tense grip began to loosen as her voice box broke, so instead of a scream a wheeze was the only thing left to be heard. Both of them pant as his eyes lock in towards her while she's looking away from him. He firmly grips her on the waist as he pulls himself away from her.
As his rod was sliding out of her; her whole body shakes as she nervously wheezes. Blood and semen leak out between her legs. Mascara dripped down her cheeks, her lipstick smeared across her face as snot and saliva dripped off of her chin. The blood from the flogging began to wash away due to sweat as her flogging wounds began to dry. Alongside her vagina visibly torn, as drops of blood drip down to her legs.
The fat man zips his pants; while he dresses himself up he says "Haaaa~ we're not done with you Princess, I'm gonna tell them how much fun I've had with you!"
While he walks away, right before he could get his greasy hands on the camera, the tripod suddenly fell on itself along with the camera - the lens shattered and the screen behind it inked itself resulting in complete zero visibility. The fat man muttered while he gathers the recording equipment "Ah shit boss is gonna kill me!"
As he was leaving the room, you can see the look in the girls' eyes, she didn't speak, she didn't move, all she could do was dangle along the chains tied to her wrist. A stern look of hatred from her bloodshot eyes, as the man opens the door way out, as the harsh light from the outside gleamed on them both along the room; revealing that they're actually in a workshop. Metal tools can be seen hanging all over the walls. After a few seconds: darkness followed, as the only warmth providing her body is the light shining on top of her.
Around her was nothing but cold, harsh darkness
She felt every inch of her body trying to hold everything together, but her mind was already broken.
Her face frozen in trauma
Her brain mutilated in emptiness
All she could do was stare at the dark
Time seemed to pass as she lost track of it; her wounds began to dry up along with the blood dripping down her skin, her snot and saliva began to flake on her face, her makeup fading along with her sweat, and chunks of vomit drying up in the freezing environment. The stench of the semen faded from smelling like chlorine, to smelling like rotting flesh
In this prolonged moment of solitude, she sees a faint image of her father, but this time she couldn't make out his face, but the way he dresses and the way she stands; remembered in crystal clear memory.
Her pupils quiver as the faint sight of her father made her question herself
"A- are you real?"
Not an answer, just a bow on the head. The image of her father began step backwards, as it slowly fades away
Though in the dark, she looks at the same spot where the image of her Dad's head was bowing; something was glistening. Squinting her eyes, she could only make out a silhouette; a saw? A hack-saw!
With determination with her eyes, veins in her body start to bulge as she forces to remove the saw out of the hook. Slowly but surely the saw was out of the hook, smiling lightly - the floats it mid-air.
Finally it was over her head, the serrations finally bit down the chains, though as soon as she tried to saw them cut. Though each stroke would strike a migraine on her head, so she grunted heavily with every stroke but it wasn't enough. The saw fell as a loud thud can be heard on the concrete floor.
Panting as sweat drips down around her temples, she attempts to pick it up again, visibly struggling, her sweat kept budding on her forehead, as the handle of the hack-saw began to rise, but before it could take off, the blade itself exploded!
She curls her body up in shock, thinking something might hit her. The chain spun her to look behind. Peeking through her eyes after the small explosion, it looked like she had an epiphany. As the chain spun her body - she got a look at what's behind her. She also noticed that the chain she's hanging from was inches away from the light.
Looking up, she started to whip her own body, making the chain hit the light above her. As she does, the light reveals more of the room; there's a car on the left, a board of tools on the right, and stacks of batteries in front of her. The chain was twisted tightly and it slowly spin her back to where she was facing. She saw a pile of nails. She makes one of them float, concentrating the nail floats in front of her, but this time a bit farther away.
As it floats vertically, as soon as she locked in the nail began to spin, accelerating at a rapid rate. It began to look like an hourglass shaped blur as it vibrated mid-air. Then it started to glow then BOOM!
She flinched as she closes her eyes.
But suddenly the door in front of her slammed open, but this time more than two silhouettes emerge against the light. There were four; 2 small ones, and 2 big ones. But it seemed that the 2 big guys are holding the other one captive, as audible sounds of struggle could be heard. All of them entered the room, after that the door was closed shut.
"Hey jackass, you never turned on the lights this whole time?"
As the lights were on, everything was revealed
Two men were holding this man captive, as a thick knot of rope was tied behind his back. The captured man had dark pink puffy hair, as he's wearing a white tuxedo that's now ruffled up, though his brown pants were enough to mask the first that they've rolled them onto.
The girl screamed as her voice cracked in euphoria "DADDY!"
"Don't worry Potpurri I- *gasp* what… have you DONE TO HER!" Her father said as he darts his eyes towards his captors
"We were snuffing out some info, but someone couldn't keep their excitement"
The little girl screams "Daddy please… I wanna go home!"
He was down on his knees, yet he looks up to her to assure her "Potpurri sweetie, everything's gonna be alright"
The fat man comes in from behind the girl, pulling her hair as she squealed
Immediately stood up from his knees as he charged towards the fat man "DON'T YOU FUCKING TOUCH HER!" But their boss pistol whipped him, thus knocking him back to his place
The girl bawling her eyes out asked their boss "Why are you doing this?!"
"I'm glad you asked Princess! You see, daddy here asked us a lot of money, he promised that if he can get you to special school if we give him plenty -
But he said he'll give it by the end of the month, but it's the end - there's no pay for this month, so we had to get the money back somehow - run the camera goaty!"
The same disgusting man that violated her turns on the camera on the tripod. Her father looks around as he asks "Hold up, what are you doing?"
The two men began to undress themselves, her father pleaded "No please stop, you don't have to do this!"
Their boss walks in front of him - gun in hand he says "You're right we don't have to do this, your rat ass heading to vacation made us do so!" he yelled as he stuck the gun to the back of his head "You're really lucky that we managed to catch up to that train ride, or else it'll be a wild goose chase, but I guess christmas came a bit early this year huh?"
He says as the two naked men began to sandwich both front and back of the girl, preparing to violate her again, she quivers as soon as their rods touch both her wounded back and stomach, her eyes lock into her father, as snot and tears run down her eyes while she wheezes "D-d-d- dad please… help me"
"POTPURRI!" He yelled as he tried to get up, but their boss pulled him using the knot tied in between his hands, so he pulled her father in a chokehold while a cold hard pistol was pressed against his cheek forcing her father to watch this revolting display.
As the two men struggle to get in between her legs on both ends, she kept digging her claws into their skin, but the scratches only made them angrier, but once both of their rods got in, all she could do was squeal, one of the guys assaulting her say "I told she tight!"
As they take turns hammering her guts from the inside, she convulses uncontrollably, her father could do nothing but pitifully plead them to stop. Blood began to pour onto her legs once more. But suddenly, the tools in the room began to float away from the hooks, the car began to slightly levitate. The gun that their boss was holding began to heat up as he immediately swats the gun away, in a brief moment his grasp on her father loosened, but the boss just pulled him back again.
The two men sandwiched between her couldn't notice what's going on around them, their boss yelled "What are you two doing? Get out here now!"
But before they could notice him the girl's eyes ran to the back of her head followed by her veins bulging all over her face then BOOM!
The whole room was engulfed in flames, the metal door was cut clean off from its hinge, the heavy garage door obliterated under the sheer force of the explosion.
Patches of fire surround the area, as the black ashes of impact emerge from different holes in the area, emerging from the two bodies was the pink haired girl, she noticed that half of her hair is burnt - though on her body; there's no visible damage caused by the explosion, the two bodies that surround her had the complete rear of their bodies blown-out. leaving the bones, charred flesh and the organs visible. Within the rubble she recognized her father's body lying face down on the ground.
She gasped as she immediately crawled towards her father's body, as soon as she flipped his body face-up. She gasped as she quivered that the entire front of her father's body was blown-out, all of it charred beyond repair, she lifts his body in her arms despite the weight, bawling her eyes out while sobbing uncontrollably, the tears on her face wash out the ashes on her cheeks.
Holding his lifeless body on her arms she wheezed "I'm sorry"
She hugs his body tighter as tears shed down on his charred corpse, though her grip begins to loosen as she notices that she could barely keep her eyes open, slowly she finds her body slumped on the rubble.
10 years later a hulking brute looms over the church's grand hall, his stomach was bulging from his shirt, his head fully machine as his facial features consisted of a gas mask, and one singular red glowing eye. He was wearing a massive bomber jacket with wool lining inside - his leather pants creaked at every step, huge chunks of rubble get crushed under his boots.
He shouts in a vocoded voice "The G.O.A.T. is here!"
Steam around his body hisses as he walks, his hands rotate 360 degrees, as barrels of guns begin to protrude out of his forearms.
Cocked and ready, he proceeded to rattle them with bullets, the guns fire with such speed, dumping at least 1500 rounds per minute.
Right before his range could get close to them, Claire quickly picks Poppy up fireman style, while Zephyr caught up whipping the carpet imbuing it with kinetic energy, sending piles of rubble flying towards G.O.A.T.
Holding his fire to cover his face from the projectiles; he loses sight of the 3. He looks around the grand hall to find them, steam hisses with every step he makes.
Turns out they're hiding behind the pillars, Claire lays Poppy down leaning on the pillar; Zephyr on the other hand pulls his radio out trying to find contact from church affiliates. He whispered "This is Baby Eagle, is there anyone out there?" He shakes the radio again
"This is Baby Eagle, if anyone is out there please respond!"
No response
"Fuck, anyone got any bright ideas?"
Both of them look at Poppy, as she exclaims "What are you looking at me for? Ugh, fine! He's got guns but it doesn't seem to be accurate - it looks like he struggles with recoil"
Zephyr followed with "He seems to move pretty slow, I think we can circle around him and split up"
Poppy implied "-And leave be here?! You really are an incel freak huh?"
Claire stops them both "Hey hey! Can we not do this right now? Plus I've got an idea but I don't think ya'll are gonna like it"
Zephyr and Poppy looked at each other and shrugged "Yeah we're all ears"
"We're gonna have to stall, he clearly has more tricks up his sleeve. So we need to find out what he can do first"
Poppy implied "Hey are you sure you're 13? You seem to know a lot about this!"
Claire replied "Me and Kremidal will tell you everything, right now we need to-"
Suddenly the pillar they're hiding behind collapses, as a giant hand snapped it clean off, as they look over thy realize his hand is actually part-grappling-hook. As his hand snaps back to his wrist as he crushed the pillar chunk in hand.
He cocks his arms again as he followed to rain fire upon them
Claire darts her head towards the two of them "Run! RUN!"
Claire swiftly picks Poppy up, as Zephyr sprinted behind them, but he was about to get sprayed into swiss cheese, he pulls out a retractable metal bow then he spins it around to deflect the bullets using kinetic energy.
As he slid down towards the 2 girls Claire asked "Wait you could do that this whole time?! How does your power even work?"
He answered "I can make any object absorb and exert kinetic energy"
"Kenny- wha-?"
Zephyr cuts her off to say "Basically I can make any object to do random bullshit, except for my own body!"
Claire lets out the 'oh okay' expression indicating she understood what he just said.
"I don't get it"
Zephyr implied "You didn't study in school didn't you?"
Suddenly they hear turbines getting louder and closer
Sounds of tire screeches scream behind them, in a split second while they look from behind, the GOAT was already behind them as they were hiding behind the pillar. Cocking his arm guns; Zephyr throws his retractable baton, shooting it straight inside the barrel, as the GOAT fires, one of his barrels explodes on his face, black smoke spreads around them.
Sprinting away from the smoke the 3 of them tried to book it, while escaping Zephyr shouts "This guy's got jetpacks now?!"
Poppy looks at her hands, concentrating her power as the veins on her arms began to bulge "Hang on Claire, slow down; I wanna try something!"
Emerging from the black smoke - the GOAT zooms around using his jetpacks and heelies, he easily caught up to them. He caught up so fast that he's already in front of them, blocking their path.
Poppy sitting on Claire's shoulders, points her finger-guns on the GOAT - the veins in her arms are clearly bulging with energy. While she slams her thumb in a gun hammer motion, all the power was released from it, as it blew up one of the barrels of the gun that the GOAT was using.
He tried cocking the gun to fire, it was no use - all of his barrels have been blown out into petals, groaning in frustration, he rips off both guns attached to his forearm.
Zephyr slides between through his legs, he pulls out another retractable baton saying "Shit, this's my last one!" Jamming it onto the ground as it extends itself, jamming through one of the GOAT's jet turbines. The GOAT notices as he proceeded to activate his jets, Zephyr got out in the last second, but his baton was now half-melted
Claire sprints away to hide from the GOAT, while she was carrying Poppy she murmurs "So he's not metal?"
Claire slides down then pivots to a doorway leading to the underground corridors - she hear Poppy talk to herself "Wait- what did you say?" she said as she leans on a wall
Poppy replied "The only thing made out of metal was his guns, everything else is plastic, or it could be carbon composite"
Claire wiggles her hand in front of her as she asked "Wait- wait- you're kinda talking nonsense, whaddya mean carbon composite?"
She answered "I can't blow him up since most of his body's non-metal"
Claire crosses her arms as she leans her hip to the side "Well do you got any ideas in that big-ass head of yours?"
"I'm trying" said Poppy as she looks to the side, then suddenly her face lit up "You can eat punches better than I do right?"
Claire nervously looks to the side "Err… on second though I take ba-" Poppy proceeds to grab her by the arms "You throw hands faster and stronger than me right?"
Claire scratches her face while visible buds of sweat can be seen on her forehead "Uhhh… I'm not sure if I can rattle a guy as big as him"
While holding Claire, Poppy spots an empty can in the rubble, so she crawls forward to grab it, pulls her strap of knives out of her waist as she lifts her hospital gown in. In a brief moment Claire sees bulging scars peeking from Poppy's back as she unbuckles the strap of knives.
Scraping sounds can be heard as she tinkers the can. Poppy grabs Claire's hand as she gives her invention "Here, I call it the prick-pack"
Claire holds it up looking at all sides of the can "So what's your plan here exactly?"
Poppy holds her shoulder pulling Claire down to her level "Listen Imma need to rattle that guy since his body's made out of plastic - or carbon - whatever!
Again I'm gonna need you to throw this to Zephyr, just yell 'fatboy' if he catches it, then he's gonna throw it back to you
Got all'at?"
"Crystal clear Princess Pinky!" said Claire as she salutes to Poppy
Zephyr visibly struggles to keep up as his breaths get heavier, his sweat droplets seemingly to no end as he throws clusters of rubble that have been supercharged. None of his shots seem to damage the GOAT. But then he suddenly hears squeaking noises behind the GOAT. It was Claire sprinting towards his opponent
"Phoenix! What the hell took you so long?"
She just irked at him, after that she stops in a screeching halt resulting in her sneaker's squeak to be heard loud and clear. The GOAT looked behind him to face Claire as she taunts
"You're no GOAT you's a dirty FRAUD!" she said with a shit-eating grin
"I'm gonna snap you like a toothpick when I get my hands on you!" He shouted as he launched his grappling hands with a cable - Claire jumps over his hand as she only grazed her body in between his two fingers, once she landed on the cable. She threw the can to Zephyr as she shouted "KAMIKAZEE!" Zephyr notices this as he ran backwards and jumps in the last moment to catch the can - supercharges it and gives it back to Claire; the GOAT is clearly got his eye on which trajectory the can was going
Right before she caught the can she swiftly scurries all the way to the GOAT's shoulder using the grappling cable, using his shoulder as leverage, she jumps mid-air with the prick-pack tied to her fist.
WHAM! She throws a clean yet nasty looking hook to the GOAT's eye, his vocoded screams can be heard throughout the halls, as the can falls out of Claire's knuckles, Claire noticed how high up she actually is, so she just braced for impact - while that's happening the can was falling back towards the GOAT's face.
Poppy in the corner of the doorway earlier peaks out, as her forearm was bulging with energy, cocks her thumb - closes it as she says
"Bang"
The can exploded spectacularly, sending shrapnels of knives in the surroundings, leaving the shrapnels to explode as well. A gust of black dust began to cover the GOAT's whole body - Claire drops down on her back, but as her back snaps straight due to the impact, it hit the back of her head, knocking her unconscious.
"Claire!" Yelled Poppy
Emerging from the black smoke was the GOAT, all of his clothes were burnt leaving him practically naked, but his entire body was machine. He darts his eye towards Poppy as it glows intensely, he launches his grappling hand, slamming her and Claire against the wall, He pulls himself towards them using the grappling cable, but Poppy notices something.
A red glowing image carved onto the GOAT's stomach, was a carving of a goat head with a knife stuck in between its horns.
At her immediate shock, the trauma struck her like a force of a truck with the power of god behind the gas pedal.
But there's more.
The plating on his stomach split and a burnished steel goat skull unfolded from the cavity, sleek, fleshless, all sharp angles and matte death. A rusted kitchen knife (her knife) was welded dead-center between the horns. When the skull locked upright, the blade flashed once and split the cranium into four jagged petals that peeled back like a mechanical flower.
Inside spun a churning ring of serrated teeth, whirring and hungry.
The voice that came out was human again, warm and intimate, the same voice that once whispered hush, Poppy's world went dark as she heard the words.
"I'm going to eat you up again, Princess."
Poppy's shock turned to immediate terror, as her jaw began to quiver and her tears began to shed.
But luckily, a group of SSIA (Secret Service Intelligence Association) personnel used their cables to incapacitate the GOAT pulling him back, there were at least 20 of them pulling him back, then Zephyr comes from behind, launches himself with the half-melted baton overhead, then stab stabs the GOAT at the back of his neck.
He lets go of Poppy and Claire, then he squirms around, sporadically igniting his jet propulsion, as he tries to lift SSIA personel, but they've already tied their own cable on the remaining pillars. Soon after white gooey liquid start pouring out of his body while he tries to escape, he grabs onto the ceiling of the grand hall at it punches two hole, the blasts hi thrusters even more while he pulled upward as hard as he can, unfortunately the SSIA cables gave in, one by one these cables snapped.
He flies away as he punches a massive hole on the mural of the ceiling.
Everyone was gassed-out and panting, one of the SSIA members quietly said "Oh real pontiff is not gonna like this!"
Then they hear a blood curdling scream say "CLAIRE!" she quickly crawls towards her, as she lifts up her body by the shoulders, then she pleads "Please get her to the hospital! She hit her head bad!"
SSIA immediately gets into action, as they pick the both of them up, while Zephyr was being assisted to walk by one of them.
As Zephyr was walking with an agent, he looked at Poppy, it was an expression of worry, genuine worry. He couldn't do much but walk in pity, and shame.
Aftermath Report – Internal Church Memo (18:49 - 6 hours after the incident)
Casualties and Medical
Damage Control Department (DCD) evacuation convoys ran nonstop through the night. Every ambulatory cleric, novice, and worker within the inner compound was moved to St. Dymphna Secure Clinic (5.2 miles north-east) or to the civilian trauma centre in the valley. The cathedral infirmary is now a critical-care overflow ward only.
Confirmed dead: 38 (including 11 DDT operators, 19 custodial staff and prisoners caught in the secondary collapse, 8 support personnel)
Critical: 27
Missing, presumed incinerated in the undercroft detonation: 41 prisoners. Only six inmates (all high-value) were extracted alive by GOAT's unknown accomplices during the chaos.
Structural and Security Damage
The grand hall is open to the sky. The rose window and most of the vaulted ceiling are gone. Load-bearing columns 4 through 9 are fractured; engineers say the entire west transept may have to come down.
DCD structural teams have begun shoring and tarping, but full reconstruction is on hold until Kremidal personally authorises the scope. No estimated timeline.
Relic Vault Breach
Secret Service Intelligence Association has done further investigations in regards to the stolen relics, to which are all first-class
Skull of St. Josephine
Eye of St. Pedro
Finger of St. Joseph
Rib of St. Peregrine
Heart of St. Kiara
DDT Squadron Status
The Disaster Defence Team suffered catastrophic losses while forming the final phalanx. Of 24 active operators deployed:
11 KIA (bodies recovered in pieces across three city blocks)
4 missing limbs/airlifted
8 walking wounded, combat-ineffective for minimum six months
1 unharmed (the survivor refuses to speak and has been placed under sedation)
Effective strength reduced to 41%. DDT is, for the first time in 21 years, no longer mission-capable without external augmentation.
[End of Report]
Meanwhile in an intensive care unit, looking over Claire through a glass window was Zephyr, visibly concerned as his face is a bit more wrinkly than usual, along with eyebags so depp that you could put a coin in it.
Someone taps him on his left shoulder, he looks at his left and no one's there, he looks to his right and he finds Father Huo Hu, not in his usual priest gown, but wearing his casual outfit, and a pair of crocs as well "Father!" He asked his hand for a blessing as he followed up "What brings you here?"
"I just came here to drop by, I'm staying at a casino-hotel at the moment - just in case you were about to ask"
Zephyr murmured "I see"
Father Huo Hu gets a look at Claire as he exclaims "Dear God! What happened to her? Isn't she the girl that Kremidal took in?"
Zephyr tilts his head as he hisses "She fell 10 feet down and hit the back of her head, also Kremidal didn't take her in; she was just caught in the crossfire of the Golden Palace Casino - matter of fact she actually helped us in the attack but err… you know how that went"
Fr. Huo Hu shakes his head "Hope she'll be alright - how about your leg?"
Zephyr looks down to kick his leg softly as his arm is wrapping a crutch "Heh… Who knew you needed to learn biomechanics just to get this thing working?"
Father replied "Ah I'm just glad we were able to give it to you pain-free, by the way; where's the spunky pink girl?"
He suddenly looked surprised, because it took a bit of time for him to forget that he was actually holding a styrofoam lunch box "Oh good thing you mentioned father, I was supposed to check on Poppy - gotta go - sorry!"
"Don't walk too fast!" Exclaimed Fr. Huo Hu as Zephyr skedaddled
Meanwhile in Poppy's ICU, Zephyr softly knocks on the door, just enough for himself to be heard as Poppy shouts "Come in!"
He slowly opens the door as he witnesses that Poppy is being assisted by a nurse as there are mechanical attachments on her legs; the nurse was running her on a treadmill. Her hands firmly grasp on the safety bars while her steps are like a baby's trepid and weak.
"Hey err… Pops, I brought you dinner"
She looks at the nurse as she softly said "I think that'll be all"
The nurse assist her on sitting on the bed, slowly but surely; the nurse bows at Poppy then bows at Zephyr, then proceeded to went on her way
Poppy was sitting on the bed in silence, eyes locked onto whatever Zephyr was holding "Hey Pops if you want dinner I got it right here"
Still, she just stared at him in silence. Zephyr was inclined to ask "You're still thinking about what happened to Claire?"
"No it's not just that"
He visibly confused "Wha- then what else are you worried about?"
Her face scrunched a little as she exclaimed "He got away Zeph! Doesn't that sit right with you?!"
He shakes his head as he also exclaims "Hey I know you're told that SSIA has already got the investigation covered on him so that shou-"
She grips the bed tight as she shouts "SSIA isn't gonna do shit about that… Monster!"
He walks closer to her as he insensitively asks "Why are you so caught up with this guy do you have a vendetta for him or something"
Visibly pissed off as her face scrunches even more, while sweat buds on her temples "YES I DO!" She stands up on her own as Zephyr got startled
"You don't get it don't you? He's already hurt a huge chunk of DDT, he's already hurt you, he's already hurt Claire, and she's the only person that gave a shit about me when I needed it the most!
Mind you! She has only met me in less than a week - she's already treating me like a sister, and now she could die because of me"
He just shook his head while scratching his scalp as he put it bluntly "You get hurt by people all the time, how the fuck is this any different?"
She repeatedly pushing her finger on her chest aggressively as she shouts "He raped me when I was 8 Zephyr Aguila! He's out there and he'll even add more victims!"
Her lower lip began to quiver as she says the following as her voice kept cracking "He and his disgusting posse… tore my insides right in front of my dad to the point where they forced me to kill him in the process, everyday that thought latched in the back of my mind like a parasite making me wanna KILL MYSELF!" Tears run down her eyes as she tries to cover her face
She still hasn't gotten use of her leg attachments, so in the heat of the moment she falls right in front of Zephyr, luckily he catches her in his arms.
But Poppy just swatted his hands away, making herself fall down completely as her leg attachments clanked on the floor
"I don't need your help, get the fuck out of my life!" she covers her face as she sobs uncontrollably, sitting on the cold granite tiles
Zephyr regretfully closes the ICU door, as his face scrunches, ruffles his hair and punches the wall, as his knuckles bled, he hisses in pain as he holds his own hand and just roars in frustration.
The nurses nearby look at him, but as he looks at them they look away, leaving him nothing to do but to limp along with his crutch away in shame