Title: Dying Sucks
Prompt: Icon challenge at tw100 LJ. The icon I chose was a picture of Jack dead with the caption "oh noes Jack iz dead again!"
Characters: Jack, mentions of Suzie
Genres: Angst
Summary: Jack contemplates death.
AN: Hooray, my 50th story! And to celebrate, anyone who reviews this (any chapter) gets a free review in return! Let the love begin. (And hope you like them.)
Dying sucked. That was one thing Jack was certain of.
Whether it was the first time (killed by Daleks), the most recent (bloody Daleks again), or anytime in between (shot by the traitorous Suzie, riding the TARDIS through the Time Vortex), it wasn't the most fun thing to do by any means.
First there was the pain. Sometimes it was quick (he'd barely registered Suzie's shot), and sometimes slow (that ride through the Vortex had been hell). Either way, it sucked.
Then there was the waking up again. That often hurt just as much, though in a completely different way.