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❝Why do I always end up destroying everything I've ever loved?❞
【ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя:#EE3B3B ♙ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #FFCCCC】
|| The Death of a Bachelor || Panic! At the Disco ||
【ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя:#EE3B3B ♙ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #FFCCCC】
|| The Death of a Bachelor || Panic! At the Disco ||
The song never finished. The violin clattered to the ground, Echo's breathing constricting. Why was this happening again? Her face sagged, but Echo didn't understand. Why did she suddenly feel weak and dizzy? The demon slumped against the mattress, attempting to cry out for help. "H-he-help," Echo stuttered pathetically. Her vision was going in and out, but there was no one here to intervene. The call button... that had to be close by, didn't it? Echo pressed it, but when the nurse's voice came through, she didn't know how to answer. The door opened a few minutes later, the nurse running over in alarm. "It's alright, I'm going to call Elliot." Echo could not recall what happened after, only the rush of oxygen in her nose and the relief of being able to breathe once more.
The plane touched down on the ground of Berlin, snow and ash mingling in the air. "It looks desolate," Echo noted quietly as Gwenyth fixed the badges on her lapel. "Yes, well, we'll be stationed here as long as they need us." Echo rose, slinging her bag across her shoulder. She glanced back at Flo and Samurai, giving them a two fingered peace sign. "We'll kick demon butt here too," the stairs lowered, Echo was the first one down. Her feet had barely touched ground when the world became engulfed in flames. The demon peeled her eyes open, smoke filling her lungs. Gwentyh, she had to protect her! A diamond shattered, the wind parting the ashes enough for Echo to see her human.
"I'm coming!" Water broke next, sweeping across the flames, enough for Echo to make her way to her human. "What a pathetic attempt at protection," a demon grinned. Echo grit her teeth, removing her daggers from their sheath. "I'm afraid I'll be taking those," her limbs were suddenly pinned down, a scissor held against her throat. "Let me go!" Lightning coursed through her body, but it was not Echo's. "Where is she?" The demon asked, her steely eyes meeting Echo's flame colored ones. "I don't know who you're talking about!" Echo thrashed, her wings pinned painfully behind her. "Useless," a cage opened, a tentacle dragging her inside of it, the door shutting.
"You're lucky, brat. Messiah wants you alive."
Lucky? She was lucky... "Oh, Echo!" Melody's voice filled her head, the demon wincing. The lights were too bright, the sweetly tinged oxygen too vivid. What was happening? Where was she? "You're in your room, you had another stroke," Melody spoke softly, smoothing down Echo's silver hair. Another one so soon? Her head throbbed with the intensity of the sun. "W-wh-why do-do-does thi-this ke-keep ha-happen-happening?" Echo choked, her throat dry. Melody helped her sit up and placed a cup of ice chips in her hand. Echo sucked on them hesitantly, her throat feeling a bit better. "Your shunt is probably worn down, you're supposed to have it replaced every few years." Her big sister's smile was soft. They couldn't replace it now, not while the base was under attack.
"They're not prepared for that kind of surgery here. You would have to go back to London to have it."