I originally posted this on my tumblr but I thought I'd share this with you guys also (partly because I rarely post anything on here anymore and I feel bad about it) I hope you enjoy, it's not perfect but hell who needs perfection when you have these two?
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The pain set in exactly three seconds after the impact. It was the only thing that kept her grounded to consciousness..and she had known, instantly, there was a very unlikely chance she would make it. She thought she someone peek their head over the edge of the cliff from miles upward. Her gaze was drawn from the cliff to the sky. It was reddish, splattered with shades of orange and black.
Then the pain brought her back to reality. Immeasurable agony spread from a point just below her rib-cage throughout her entire body, into shoulders, arms, hands, fingertips; hips, legs, toes; into her scalp, to the tips of her hairs even.
Dying. She was dying. Hm, it really was a beautiful word; tainted and foreign on someone's lips. Someone who would deny the inevitable.
It took only a second after this thought was formed that she felt the blood well up in her throat and her airway being clogged up. She didn't know where Emma and her mum and dad had gone, but given the circumstances, they'd probably took the boy and left her to die. She tried to move her arms but that just caused a stab of pain to shoot through her body.
But then she heard what sounded like a splash from below, where the dark, murky waters were and the slithering sound of what could've been a snake. Then she saw the woman's face, towering above her own. Cruella's heart nearly stopped. This she hadn't expected. She had refused to remember Ursula after the sea witch left her-no left them-for her own happy ending with Poseidon. But here she was, staring down at her with those intelligent dark eyes.
She opened her mouth to speak but what came out was a wretched cough that had blood streaming down her chin and neck. Ursula was there in an instant, kneeling down besides her. She seemed more frustrated and tired than sympathetic and shocked as any other person would've been. But Cruella saw the worry clear in her eyes.
"God, Cruella…it's just like you to have your ass thrown off a cliff, you know that right?" Ursula smirked, but anyone could see it was forced. Cruella had to grin despite the situation and the spark of her old twisted humour appeared in her pale blue eyes.
Ursula sighed. "Hold in there, would you? I'll need to get you outta here fast.." A tentacle slithered out from her skirt and wrapped around Cruella's waist. The sharp shooting pain sliced through the woman and the last thing she saw before she blacked out was Ursula leaning in to pick her up.
I apologize if it's a bit short but...no, actually that's it.
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